A book with fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and smut one-shots and mini-series
Mostly female and gender-neutral reader (male reader if requested). Feel free to send requests in!
Characters we write for (but not only):
- Natasha Romanoff
- Wanda Maximoff...
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"I'm telling you, guys, that party was a blast." One of your friends, Cody, said with an excited expression, spreading his hands as you and two others were sitting in the school's cafeteria. "I can't believe none of you wanted to go. But I guess, more girls for me." A smirk spread across his lips and you mentally rose your eyebrows.
He'd been talking about a party that one of the cheerleaders had hosted on Saturday for the whole day. You tuned him down a good couple of hours ago, but it was getting boring to hear one and the same thing over and over again.
Especially, when you and the rest of your friends didn't care to know anything about it and knew how he liked to exaggerate sometimes. Parties also weren't exactly your style, you'd rather do something else than be around loud and drunk people.
It didn't mean you wouldn't go to one if you were in the mood and your friends wanted to go as well.
"The imaginary ones?" Another friend of yours bit back, causing others in the group to laugh, including you. Cody's face dropped in annoyance but nobody seemed to care.
He had always been the first to laugh at others but never liked it when he had gotten the other end of the stick. You and your friends got used to it, which didn't mean you all liked it, but you just didn't care to...care.
Surprisingly, he got back in a good mood fast as he smirked widely again. "Actually, if you want to know so badly, I got in a hot cheerleader's pants." Informing everybody, he started leaning back on his chair, hands tangled together behind his head.
Jack and you got quiet as Charlie snorted, putting her cup down. "Yeah? Whose?" Cody shrugged nonchalantly, putting his arms on the desk and leaning on them. "Oh, you know, just that hot brunette, one of the leading cheerleaders."
There were only two leading cheerleaders, mostly because one of them had gotten that position and had wanted her best friend to do it with her. His words picked your interest. "Maximoff? You're bullshitting." Jack chuckled and shook his head as everyone thought the same about the story.
Cody looked very confident and sure of himself as all of you assumed he was lying or exaggerating again. "It didn't seem like it when she moaned my name."
That you didn't like. It was one thing when he bragged and another when he spread things like this that might not have happened. And even if they had happened, he wouldn't have had to tell everybody.
"Are you sure it wasn't just your hand using your voice?" Charlie asked, not convinced of your other friend's story. "I'm sure he had some one on one with it." You threw in, trying to laugh at the situation, but you were nowhere near being amused at this moment.
