#some spice

[risingsoleil]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I promised a new chapter before January ends and I'm delivering 💖

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

[marvelwitchergilmore]

Okay, so!

I have just binged all of My Lady Jane and

Oh

My

God

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I seriously hope this gets renewed for Season 2 because I just want more. I need to see this story continue. Thankfully it doesn't end on a "Oh, I hope everyone is okay and there is no clear statement on what everyone is doing," kinda thing.

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Is it historically accurate? No, not entirely. But is it modern with all the historical settings and vibes, romantic, funny, at some times emotional and just INCREDIBLY EPIC?!

YES!

So PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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[headingalaxys-spicy]

England accidentally summons a Demoness and Yandere America wants to keep her? (;

At long last it's here! Enjoy sorry it took so long for me to get to this one! There is light spice in this but not really explicit.

Que England chanting celebrities' names to summon a spirit for nefarious purposes…only to end up summoning you a succubi demon annoyed that one of your “activities” had been interrupted. You had a long whip in your hand. The scowl on your face deepened with disgust that you were face to face with a human who knew how to summon demons. 

“HOW DARE YOU FOOLISH HUMAN!!!” Your red nose met his to fully intimidate him, and your booming voice rattled through the large house. 

“Don’t you know how difficult it is to orchestrate a synchronized orgy?!” England's face turned red, rivaling Spain’s ripest tomatoes. As he tries to summon the ability to summon the will to speak for his transgression of summoning you, a loud bang from the top of the basement door slams against the wall, leaving a dent. 

“YO BRITAIN DUDE! DID YOU HEAR THAT LOUD AS VOICE?!?!?!” His cerulean eyes landed upon your scarlet and onyx body that hovered over England’s menacingly. America’s mind could only think to say: 

“DUDE YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU KNEW HOW TO SUMMON HOT DEMON BABES!” America quickly rushed down the stairs, almost tripping over himself. He bulldozed England out of the way. The poor man came face to face with the solid wall, effectively faceplanting. 

“Howdy, my name is America.” He grabs your left hand and places a kiss on it. “And you….” His eyes couldn’t help but roam your body from your curly horns, boobs, black wings, wonderfully shapely thighs, and slender pointed heart tail that swished back and forth with curiosity. 

You grab his cheeks with your free hand and bring your face only two inches from his. 

“Like what you see, big boy?” 

Immediately his cock heats up to where his pants feel far too tight for his pants. He begins to sweat from every inch of his body as the hair on the back of his neck also stands up. 

“Awww, how cute.” Your tail begins to tease his erection. This drives him wild & makes him pass out from the excitement building in his Florida. Since too much blood has left the rest of his body for him to function. America’s body lands on the cement floor. It echoes with a thud through the expansive basement. 

“Heh, stupid humans.” You proceed to open the portal to your part of hell and leave the two of them injured and wanting. 

America isn’t going to let the idea of you two being together go from that point onward from when he comes to hours later. He’s going to be in England's ear about having him summon you back or at least teach him how to do it. 

When he’s successful on summoning you the first couple of times. You, of course, reject him a multitude of times. Leaving him wanting and more determined than the last. He even tries to get to you parts of hell with some success before he’s killed off and sent back to Earth again unharmed alive and yearning even more. 

The cycle will finally end when he gathers some holy objects meant to bring demons like you down and a priest whos actually willing to help him with his somewhat insane endeavor when you’re in the summoning circle for the final time. You already felt strange and weak for some reason. The holy chanting and the holy water doused on you like water meeting a flame, brings you to your knees and knocks you out. In your final moments of consciousness, America grabs your face and says: 

“Awwww, look at my cutie.”

[teeth-farie]

Get kissed IDIOT

Full over here!

[cluelessatthispoint]

Lovely Surprise

Engineer x Reader (fluff, romantic pairing) lightly mentions sex but nothing happens.

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The drive through New Mexico was a long and boring one. The dust and dirt mixed with the occasional odd misshapen tree were the only things to decorate the barren landscape. The air conditioner in the truck sputtered off and on multiple times during the ride much to your dismay. Sweat would gather on your forehead, only to be cooled by the occasional blast of ice-cold air. It was a very welcomed feeling. You were used to the heat, having grown up in the midwest the heat was no stranger to you. Off in the distance, you could see the roof of one of the battle-worn buildings.

"About damn time", you could feel a Cheshire-like grin spread across your face.

It's been about two months since you've last seen your boyfriend; Dell. Two long months and not so much as a phone call or letter. Whenever he would go off to work he would spend the next week in advance before leaving to spoil you with kisses, flowers, little do-dads that he made, and romantic dates. It was nice but unnerving. He always acted like it would be the last time he ever saw you again. Something about the way he looked at you, with these sad, adoring eyes. The last time you asked him about his job he shut up tighter than a clam and changed the subject. It hurt you to see Dell get this worried about a job.

At the last Harvest Festival that you and Dell went to he brought along some of his friends from work. They were nice, kind of off-putting but nice. During the party, you and Scout really hit it off. He reminded you of one of your younger cousins. Ever since then you and Scout had been keeping in contact with each other. Dell didn't mind one bit, as long as Scout knew that you were already in a relationship that was fine by him.

The sound of the air conditioner rattling brought you back from the little trip down memory lane. You eyed the dashboard with dismay; thank goodness your boyfriend was a genius with machines. Before making the over 300-mile trip by car Scout made sure to tell everyone in advance that you are coming to visit. Everyone except Dell that is. With Valentine's day literally around the corner, you knew that you had to visit. After driving past the first outcrop of rocks jutting almost unnaturally from the ground you could see Scout and Demoman waiting for you.

You pulled up next to them and rolled down the window, "Ey, any of you folks need a ride somewhere?"

With a laugh, you opened the car door and stepped out onto what could only be described as "hellish heck".

"Long time no see! It's great to see ya again!"

Nodding along to that statement you pulled both the Scotsman and the Bostonian into a hug.

" I agree! It's been quite a while since I saw ye, how've ya been lass?

Pulling away from the hug you looked up to meet Tavish's eyes.

"I've been doing well Demo," you looked around, the building in front of you definitely has seen some better days.

"So tell me, where's my stubborn boyfriend at?"

Demo rolled his eyes- well eye, in what looked to be a playful manner. Scout bouncing on his toes, grabbed your arm before Demon could say anything and dragged you off in the direction of what you hoped to be your boyfriend's workspace. The walls zipped by at the speed the both of you were going. Finally, you got to a door that looked most like the one that Dell could have.

"Well, first off lemme tell ya, he has been down in the dumps for days now thinking that he's gonna miss being with you for Valentine's day. So, your gonna walk in there- all confident like and say something funny."

"Thanks, Scout I really appreciate it, but I think I got it."

Scout turned his head to the side and mumbled into his palm. from that close proximity you could see the tips of his ears turning red.

"If it makes you feel any better I will walk in there with all the confidence that I can muster, and afterward I'll bake everyone something sweet."

As you turned to the door Scout mumbled some more.

" What was that Scout? I couldn't hear you?"

He walked further down the corridor leading to what appeared to be the rec room.

"Yeah, I'll take a rain check on dat one! You are gonna be too busy and too tired to leave his workshop at all today." With a cheeky wink, he sped off.

You could feel your face flush and your stomach turning in happy nervous knots. You don't doubt Jeremy's words one bit. With a stifled breath, you knocked on the door. the only sign that you've been heard was a tired voice from within.

"Come in."

You opened the door slowly and walked in shutting the door behind you. Hunched over a desk facing against the wall was your boyfriend. The smell of engines and gasoline filled your nose. It wasn't a bad smell, it was one of the smells that you'd associated with Dell the moment you met.

He was sitting on a roller chair in a way that you knew wouldn't be good for his back. You silently made your way over to him and tapped his shoulder. Putting down whatever he was working on he spun to face you. Quickly and without thinking you sat yourself down on his lap and kissed his cheek.

"Well hello handsome"

Dell was too stunned to even speak, his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. It was like he was trying to form words but couldn't find the right ones.

"You-you came all the way out here?! what? wha-

To gently shut him up you pressed your lips against his. With a gentle sweetness, he began to kiss back. The smell of his deodorant and sweat filled your nose. Pulling away he stared into your eyes. Confusion and adoration set upon his features, you hoped to see more of the latter later on.

"Well, I'll be darned If this isn't the best Valentine's day surprise I don't know what is."

Large gloved hands grasped at your sides, and gently they started rubbing up and down your back sending little electric shocks and pleasurable tingles down your spine.

"I missed you, Dell,"

"I missed you too Darlin."

[maddieautobot273]

Silk & Cologne (4)

A Miguel O’Hara x OC series - link on AO3 (X)

Chapter 4: Society - previous chapter (X)

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x Female OC

Words: 2.9K+ 

Rating: G - No warnings here! A side for one more barf at the beginning. 

Summary: Peter B. gives Lisa a tour of the Spider-Society before Miguel debriefs her regarding the situation with her universe. 

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I ended up barfing three more times in the last hour. My throat was burning from the acid that was left over, and it pulsed every time I took a deep breath to calm myself. By then, Miguel decided he’d prepare something for me to help further explain why I was in another dimension. 

“That bracelet will help you keep from glitching during your time here,” He explained briefly before turning to leave. “Peter will escort you to my lab once you’re well enough to move around,”

Before I could even get a question out, he was already gone. Both him and Peter had briefly explained the Spider-Society to me. An elite task force of multiple other Spider-People from other dimensions. I had asked Peter how many Spider-Men and Women there were in the multiverse. He said there were too many to count, but that didn’t stop him from trying. 

“Let’s see, that I know of, we got Me, Peter Parker, Peter C. Parker, Scarlet Spider, Spider-Punk, Spider-Ham, Spider-Noir, Jessica Drew, Spider-Woman, Spider-Gwen, Spider-Girl, Cyborg-Spider, Spider-Cat–”

I became immediately overwhelmed as he continued to list the names of all of the Spider-People he appeared to know at the top of his hand. There was a bubbling sensation in my stomach. That was when I barfed the third time. 

“Oh geez, sorry!” Peter B. cringed at the display as he gently used his washcloth to clean my mouth. “I guess I’ll leave the rest of the explaining to Miguel,” 

Spider-Doc checked my vitals once more before putting me through some physical exercises to make sure I could stand and walk on my own. When he was satisfied, he cleared me from his office. 

“Alright, you’re good to go!” He proclaimed as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Spider-Man themed lollipop. 

“Thanks, Doc,” I took the treat in my hand, hesitating briefly before taking off the wrapper and putting it in my mouth. I was pleasantly surprised that it was strawberry flavored. 

“Now from what it looks like to me, you’ve made it through the worst of the transformation side-effects. You’ll just feel a little sore and now with your throat, a little rough to speak for a while,” The Doc explained as I sucked on the candy. 

“Transformation. . . meaning I’ll have Spider-Powers now?” I asked him with a curious gaze. 

“Most likely,” He nodded. “it’s how pretty much all of us got our powers, with a few exceptions,” 

Me? Spider-Powers? Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline when I fully processed it, but my brain immediately went to that scene in Hannah Montana where Jackson was complaining about working in the basement of their house, having gotten bitten by a few spiders and was anticipating getting “Spidey Powers” as he called it before doing the web sling gestures with his hands and making the sound effects. 

Peter B. placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Easy now, don’t want you fainting on us again, or barfing for that matter,”

“Sorry I zoned out there,” I rubbed the back of my neck in embarrassment as I popped the lollipop out of my mouth. “Everything is just so–”

“A lot?” Peter finished the sentence for me. “Well, it’s only going to get a lot more from there,” He chuckled, snorting at his joke. 

I gave him a perplexed look before he immediately shook his head, waving it off. “Okay, that was awful, I’m sorry,” 

“Hey, an effort was made,” I reassured him as my expression turned sympathetic. 

“So, this is only a tiny taste of what the rest of HQ looks like. We’ll stop by the food court and get you some food before meeting up with Miguel,” He explained as he motioned for me to follow him outside. “Come on, I’ll give you the grand tour!”

I watched as he walked forward, the automatic doors opening as he stepped through and I could see the brisk white and red hallways. Taking a deep breath to compose myself, I cautiously followed him, raising my hand to shield my eyes from the bright lights of the room as we entered the main hall. 

What I saw made my jaw drop, my lollipop falling out of my mouth. The main hall was a giant room with walkways and pillars, allowing Spider-People to swing, crawl, and walk pretty much anywhere. I saw a Spider-Cop directing traffic, a Spider-Woman walking her Spider-Dog, I was so entranced by it all I almost didn’t notice a Spider-Janitor web shooting my lollipop from the ground and straight into a garbage shoot. 

“This is insane,” I gasped as I craned my neck to take in absolutely everything I could. 

“Come on, the food court is this way,” Peter tugged me along gently as I followed him down the hall.

He was kind enough to show me the normal route without needing to swing webs or wall crawl, taking a longer route. As we walked, it was hard to not notice all the stares and whispers from the other Spider-People around us. I hunched my shoulders as I tried to hide my face, shuffling closer towards Peter B. 

“I take it this doesn’t happen every day?” I asked him. 

“It has been a while since we got a new recruit to the team,” Peter B. answered as we walked, waving to some other Peter Parkers. “It’s definitely surprising seeing someone from your universe here,” 

I remembered in between my barf sessions, Miguel had mentioned that the dimension where I’m apparently from, Earth-1218 is one of if not the purest dimension in the multiverse. Superheroes aren’t supposed to exist in our world other than as fictional entities. 

I wanted to ask him further questions, but still feeling embarrassed about him seeing me so vulnerable, I didn’t pry on it. In that moment, I felt he was being patient with me, whether his intention was true or I was making things more difficult. But there wasn’t anything mistaking the sympathetic look in his eyes as he talked to me. 

If everything about my dimension is true, does he blame himself for what happened? 

Peter B. and I arrived at the cafeteria. He treated me to a Spider-Man 2099 decorative cheeseburger, fries, and a soft drink. I couldn’t help but smirk at all the themed items. So far this was becoming the most pleasant part of all this madness. The food did smell pretty good. Peter ordered the food to go so we wouldn’t keep Miguel waiting too long. 

I unwrapped the paper from the burger and took a bite out of it. It tasted pretty good too. 

“Like it?” Peter B. asked and smiled when I nodded passionately. “That’s good, that’s good. They’re some of my personal favourites to chow down here, but my favourite burger I’ve eaten is over in another buddy of mine’s dimension,” 

“Another Parker?” I asked him as I ate and walked alongside him. 

“No, no, Miles Morales,” Peter corrected with a soft smile. “He’s a really good kid. He’s been the Spider-Man of his dimension for a while now,” 

“Is he a member of the Spider-Society too?” I asked, smiling at the man. It looked like he cared for Miles quite deeply. 

I saw the look in Peter’s eyes as he paused, almost hesitating in his response before speaking, “Actually, no, he’s not. That part is a little complicated,” He suddenly became uncomfortable at the subject, his expression hanging low. 

I dropped the French fry I was about to eat back into the bag as I placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, was I not supposed to–?”

“No, no, it’s okay, no harm done,” Peter B. reassured me as we came upon a large set of doors. “It’s just been a while since I’ve last seen him. I miss him. He’s still learning the ropes and stuff so he just needs a little more experience is all,”

Passing through the doors, we left the bright main hall of the Society and entered a dark, almost gritty hallway. The room was just light enough allowing us to walk across without bumping into any computer consoles or metal beams that held the room together. 

“Ah, there you are!” A female voice spoke up as a small digital figure appeared from thin air. “Perfect timing, Jessica and Gwen are here too!”

I jumped seeing the hologram, clutching my bag of food closer to my chest. “What the?!”

“Whoops! Sorry about that, didn’t mean to scare you,” She apologized with a snicker. “I like a good jump scare, I can’t help myself,” 

“Lisa, this is Lyla, Miguel’s personal AI. She helps manage and run things here in the Society and monitors the multiverse. Lyla, this is–” Peter B. introduced me to her before Lyla zoomed in on my face. 

“Lisa from Earth-1218! I’ve been dying to meet you! Wait, I need to document this historic moment,” Lyla brought out her own virtual phone as she turned the camera to face us as she snuggled in close. “Selfie!”

The camera snapped, capturing a picture of the two of us. 

“Lyla, is that you over there?” A familiar tenor voice called out. 

“Oh, that’s the boss, shouldn’t keep him waiting. Don’t be shy now, he may look intimidating, but he’s harmless deep down,” Lyla winked over at me before flying off forward. “Yep! They’re here, Miguel, I’m bringing them to you!” 

Peter B. motioned his hand out, gesturing me to go first. I followed Lyla’s lead as she flew and zipped about the hall. We turned a corner and my lips parted open slightly as I took in the towering platform above us. 

It was littered with holographic screens and computer consoles and mixed in with it all as Miguel. I watched curiously as he reached over, grabbing some sort of injection device, attaching a green vial. He lifted it to his shoulder where part of his suit dematerialized, showing off some of his skin as he used the device to inject the serum from the vial inside of him. As he turned around, I saw the iris of his eyes change from a glowing red to a calm brown and our eyes met. 

I stopped, initially caught off guard by the gesture. Like I was a little kid getting caught by their parents doing something I wasn’t supposed to be doing. My cheeks flushed slightly as I averted my gaze, not meaning to stare longer than I did. It didn’t help that I could feel his gaze still lingering on me. 

“Now that everyone is here,” A new voice caught my attention as I looked over towards Jessica Drew. Her dark hair was puffed out in a perfect afro with yellow glasses and matching hoop earring. She wore a red suit and belt around her waist that highlighted her pregnant belly. “Shall we get started?”

“Yeah, sorry about the wait,” Peter B. apologized as he stepped forward, looking up towards Miguel. “I got her some food, I figured she’d be hungry after, ya know. . .”

Miguel watched him briefly before using his red glowing web slinger to swing down from the platform, joining us all on the ground floor as he stood between Jessica and who I quickly assumed was Gwen. “Are you feeling any better?” 

I nodded gently. “Yes,” 

“Good then,” he nodded back. “Let’s not waste anymore time,”

Lyla appeared beside him as she did a gesture with her arms and suddenly white lines pulsed on the floor like a rain drop causing a ripple effect in a pond. A pure white light tree grew from the floor below us, its branches growing larger and stretching about the room until their structure and design resembled a spiderweb. Multiple webs in fact.

“This is. . . everything. All the dimensions and universes of Spider-Man connected into one giant web. They each go through canon events that push their universe’s story forward,” Miguel began as he reached his hand out and dragged the hologram along, showing us a specific web. “This is Earth-1218. Your dimension,” 

I stepped closer towards the hologram. It was strangely beautiful to look at. While the other webs were highlighted in red, mine was coloured in blue. 

“Your dimensions laws of physics and nature are so pure, that the very concept of a superhuman existing is out of the question. The science is not there,” Miguel went on as he slowly stalked around the hologram and came to my side. 

“What about the Spider that bit me? Did it come from another dimension?” I asked. 

The very question brought the memory of the Doc Ock fight back into Miguel’s mind as he replayed the moment of tossing him towards the Spider containment over and over again. He sighed, seeming tired and defeated. “Yes. Inter-dimensional travel is extremely dangerous unless you have the right tools. The spider slipped into your dimension, and when it bit you, it caused your universe to experience unplanned canon event,” 

He used his hands to zoom in on the web and upon closer inspection I saw that some of the blue lines were pulsing with white light. Like a spark of electricity. “What is it doing?” I looked over towards Miguel with a look of concern in my face. “Is my universe in danger because of this?” 

“Your universe appears to be trying to repair itself. If Peter and I didn’t find you when we did, more damage could have been done. Your universe is deciding whether or not it will accept a real Spider-Woman. Not just from your stories. If it doesn’t, the effects could be irreversible,” Miguel responded with a grim look. 

“What about. .  if I will become Spider-Woman or not?” I asked with uncertainty. 

Miguel looked at me for a hard second before web shooting my empty food bag and tossing it into the garbage shoot. I still had some fries left too! 

Miguel raised a cocky brow at me as he placed his hands on his hips. “There never was a Spider-Woman in Earth-1218, and there never will be,” 

“But Miguel,” Gwen’s voice perked up as she stepped forward. “She’s going to have powers now, right? She can’t just not use them, can’t she?”

“Gwen,” Miguel’s voice hung low as he shot her cautious glance. “Unless she wants her universe to not exist anymore, she doesn’t have a choice in that,” 

“But what if something happens that’s out of her control and they activate?” Jessica asked. “She’d be vulnerable,”  

“Out of the question. She can’t be Spider-Woman,” Miguel stated firmly. 

I coughed loudly into my first, gaining everyone’s attention. “May I say something,” I looked up towards Miguel. “Please?”

Surprised by my sudden outburst, his iris pulsed red briefly before a curious expression showed on his face. “Very well,” 

“If I can’t be Spider-Woman in my universe to preserve its existence, then fine, if it means protecting every life there. But what if I could still be Spider-Woman here?” I asked. 

“I see, you’re on to something,” Peter B. smirked, nodding in approval.

“What is she talking about? Like joining us?” Jessica looked between us all. 

My gaze returned to Miguel, my eyes pouring into his. “Train me. Let me practice here so I can better control these powers so they don’t accidental go off on me while I’m living my life,”

Miguel stared at me with a dumbfounded expression as he sighed, brushing his hand over his face and hair as he turned to the side, the gears in his head turning. 

“I understand that preserving the Multiverse is very important to you, and I want to help you in any way I can,” I stated. “But without all of your guidance, I’ll be going in blind,”

Another sigh escaped Miguel’s puffed lips as his gaze glanced back towards me, sizing me up. “Lyla, ask Margo to construct a gizmo for Lisa, please,” 

“Already did as soon as she came in,” Lyla winked. 

“Gizmo?” I repeated with a bewildered smile. 

“The Gizmo is a watch that will allow you to travel between other dimensions. In your case, between here and your dimension,” Gwen elaborated as she approached me, taking her mask off to reveal her side cut blonde hair with pink dye, eyebrow piercings, and navy blue eyes. “I’m Gwen, if that wasn’t obvious already,”

“Lisa,” I smiled as the two of us shook hands. 

“The fate of the multiverse may depend on your cooperation to this plan of yours, Lisa,” Miguel lectured softly as he stepped closer towards me. “Do you swear to only use your powers within the vicinity of the HQ?”

His stern, intimidating stare sent a shiver down my spine as he towered over me. I sucked in a breath, gulping before I stood firm, nodding my head. “I swear,”

There was a hint of a smirk on Miguel’s face as he hummed before reaching a large hand out towards mine. “Then welcome to the Spider-Society,” 

“You won’t regret this, Miguel, I’ll train hard,” I smiled as I shook his hand. His grip was firm, powerful compared to my smaller hand. I pulled back and silently cheered. “I’m ready to get started, the sooner the better!”

I fist bumped the air and felt a rush of energy course through my arm as something squirted out from my wrist. I looked up to see web fluid shoot out into the air. It hovered briefly before making a harsh descent, right into Miguel’s face. 

The room was silent as everyone looked upon the display, eyes widened as Gwen tried to hold in her laughter. I gasped, covering my mouth with my hands. “I’m so sorry! That doesn’t count does it?”

With a quiet grumble under his breath, Miguel swiftly brushed the web fluid off his face, casting it aside as he shot me a tired glance. “Like you said; The sooner the better,”

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