The debate would start while having a Harry Potter marathon (the millionth and fourth one) You’d probably end up deciding he’s a GryffinHuffleClaw or something “Because Pete, you’re sweet and caring as a Hufflepuff, smart as a Ravenclaw and brave like a Gryffindor”
you tap his nose each word Peter snuggles up to you more pulling the blanket around him better
“What about Slytherin?” you comb your fingers through his hair “I’ll be the Slytherin to your Hufflepuff and punch anyone who bothers you”
Peter Parker dating a someone whose a few months older than him so when their birthday hits, now they’re older than little Petey so you just have to tease him about it, then he gets some goofy text their caller ID is something cutesy like ‘love of my life’ and it reads ‘so am I coming over to babysit tonight at your place or?’ and Tony of course knows they’re dating (nosy Stark must know spider-sons love life) “So Parker, into older men/women eh?”
{I’ve seen a few things about Sean being royalty, and I don’t really know anything about that but}
Imagine him taking you to Ireland with him for some ‘family business’ but he hadn’t told you anything about his family and he ends up taking you to this ‘small’ castle (giant stone mansion with torrents) you’re awestruck while Sean is trying to hide his face in embarrassment pulling you along towards the doors.
You’re shocked, he’s royalty.
And he’s so embarrassed by everything, from his castle of a home to his family who is eager to meet you and is trying (Key word trying, it’s not working) to make his family stop talking.
Later that night after he’s done talking with his father he’s worried that you’d left because he can’t find you anywhere at all, and none of his family or the servants he sees doesn’t know where you’re at and he’s getting scared but it turns out you got lost for like 3 hours wandering the castle and hugs you tightly mumbling in your hair and kissing your forehead (he’s also a tree)
He was scared you left because of how his family is and knowing what you’re actually getting into dating him even though he likes staying far away from all of this.
And then later you’re laying on top of his blankets on the four post partial canopied bed staring at the ceiling of his fancy ‘chambers’ while Sean’s off to the side getting dressed for bed.
Noticing your gaze locked to the ceiling he asks what’s wrong and all you say in an amazed tone “I thought I was dating a leprechaun, but it turns out I’m dating a ROYAL leprechaun” and you just can’t believe it, he’s a dork who wears green sunglasses with smiley faces and trips every 3 steps but your sitting in a freaking castle and to him its just annoying and no big deal.
Once Sean’s all ready for bed he hops under the fancy covers and lays next to you and kissing your shoulder you pull him so his head is rested on your chest comfortably and start playing with his hair
“You know, it kind of makes sense now” he looks up at you confused “What makes sense?” “that little shamrock tattoo on your butt” you grin, squeezing said spot with your free hand and he just groans burying his face in your chest “Y/n I was drunk one night and Alex should have stopped me, can we please not talk about that? ever?” he whiningly mumbles against you
Then the next morning when he wakes up without you in bed by him he gets up to search for you, still in his pajamas and messy hair he finds you sat next to his mother who has out a box filled with photos, he looks over your shoulder to see why your giggling and sees a picture of little 7yr Sean in a white button down shirt, a kilt and (trying with all his little might) to hold bagpipes. (mind the old goat who fell in love with him standing in the corner of the photo)
Then later Sean is trying to get some peace away from his family (and stop them from embarrassing him further because he’s still dying inside from the pictures) so he takes you down to an old pub he used to like, and, of course, about half the people recognize him and the bartender says something like “It’s nice to see you back, Sir Cassidy. What can I get for ye?”
the ‘sir Cassidy’ makes you hold back and laugh and Sean just wants to be done with it all and leave.
He misses peace and really misses having your attention all to himself, and he misses his goldfish.
2 things,
1-) Sean is a full body blusher, and not just lightly, he’s a walking cherry from the chest up,
2-)Sean loves laying on his stomach shirtless (even though he was really self conscious at first) while you’re partially on top of him, tracing little shapes on his skin by connecting freckles, or just making random patterns while talking
The more Warren has to drink, the birdier his tendencies become, and the more determine he is too ‘woo’ you. His worst hangover was after a night when he spent a good part of the evening trying to impress you with what you are almost completely sure was a mating dace.
I saw a spidey underwear set, red and blue webbed with his mask on the right cup and just imagine if Peter walks into your room (or flies through the open window) and sees you standing by your dresser in that. he’d just. faint. actually probably choke, stutter, trip and fall on his face, crazy hand gestures all within seconds, then pass out. you can’t help but giggle at the poor unconscious boy on your floor
{Some NSFW Kurt because I am a happily nasty person. Ahem,}
I think I’ve mentioned this somewhere else before but I’ve always thought rubbing/touching the tip of Kurt’s tail would make him all affectionate (as if he isn’t always) and purry but the base would make him nut and almost overstimulate
Sitting next to Kurt while he’s curled up on a couch reading very common for you two, sometimes he’ll read to you happily, in English or German but this time you were just growing bored.
his tail had just sent down his tea cup, you gently grab it, not really alerting him yet since it’s not something unusual for you to do. Without much force you guide his tail towards you, Kurt still not taking his attention from his book.
You start placing light kisses along the spade like tip, Kurt stiffens as soon as you start.
You can tell he’s getting flustered already by how he raises his book higher and closer to his face, still not relaxing but you can definitely hear faint purrs like he’s trying to hide them.
You smirk, placing one last kiss on it before nibbling on the edge lightly, very curious to what will happen.
Kurt squeaks, dropping his book and looking at you wide eyed, you can now see just how lavender his face is before a puff of blue smoke and your suddenly back in his dorm on the bed with a very flustered Kurt now shyly looking to the side
“Oh? Kurt I thought you wanted to read?” his tail starts swaying, tugging slightly as you still have your hand around near the tip. Kurt swallows, looking back and you, panting slightly and looking back and forth from you to his tail.
You smile coyly “did you like that?” Kurt nods rapidly, his breath hitching went your lips meet his tail once more, feeling your teeth glide against the increasingly sensitive tip.
and, Bonus: Kurt would love it if you grabbed his ass and started kneading it, and if he was on your lap when you started it? he’d almost collapse on top of you, purring into your neck, his tail swishing back and forth (if you keep it up his eyes will roll back and he will start unconsciously grinding against your leg
Kurt likes sitting in trees, its somewhere calm and peaceful for him to just relax and watch everyone below, sometimes watching little birds in their nests. His favorite tree has always been the one you study under, (its how he first met you, that’s another story though) many a time when you’re going to sit under the tree Kurt will Bamf there when he sees you going towards it and will hang upside down by his tail to give you a kiss before joining you while you study
Peter Parker is such a dork though? C’mon and if you know about him being Spidey (which you will, Peter Parker is literally the worst at lying) think of him knowing you like a certain hero a lot, so at the fight in Germany he’s swinging around, his phone webbed to one hand taking pictures and selfies to send you mid swing. Probably trying to get your favorites to wave or say hi to the camera because “My girlfriend is a huge fan! could you just wave at the-” before he gets hit by Redwing or giant Scott
when he gets back from Germany and you’re trying to help patch him up but he keeps squirming because he’s too excited and fangirling about everyone he saw and that he held Captain America’s shield “Can you believe it (Y/n)? I held THE Captain America’s shield! and he talked to me too! and there was this guy with a really cool metal arm, and one dude was like a cat, the Scarlet Witch was there too! and this one guy was really tiny but he got really big so I-” ‘Peter quit moving for one second! Please’
“But (Y/n) you don’t understand, it was so cool! and the new suit Mr. Stark gave me is so much more superhero-y than my old one, it’s a bit tight around-I’m not complaining though! I just need to work on my landings, and did I tell you about the Black Widow being there? and- ow, that’s still sore.”
“Sorry Peter, but getting hit with a truck will usually do that to you.” you say, pressing the ice pack against his sore arm "Also, you remember we have a test this week, right?“ Peter’s eyes widen in panic "WHAT?! oh no my homework!” *he screeches before scrambling towards his desk and fumbling for his backpack.
“Oh Peter.”
Petey ‘Precious’ Parker: going over to Peter’s place to study after school, both of your sitting on his bed with the books between you. You quickly get bored and glance up at Peter, who is sat near the foot of the bed. But he’s far to concentrated on whatever he’s trying to solve to notice your lingering stare. You should really copy him and get back to studying, but he looks too cute concentrating and chewing on his pencil.
Silently you close your book, moving it off the bed you crawl towards Peter, who is still too focused to notice, when he finishes scribbling on the papers in front of him you take that as your moment to strike, pushing Peter back so he’s flush against the mattress.
Peter lets out a squeak in surprise, looking up at you with wide eyes, quickly turning into a look of horror realizing what you’re about to do “(Y/n), no, no no no please (Y/n-” his pleads are quickly silence when you start mercilessly tickling his sides and along his stomach Peter’s squeals of laughter fill the room.
You only stop when he’s panting and out of breath from laughing so hard and his face flushed bright red. You rest your hands atop his chest, still straddling his lap and smiling down at him. Wiping some of the tears by his eyes, still unable to stop being a giggling mess he sees your smile and looks up at you “What?” he asks, still breathless and smiling happily.
You run your thumb along his cheek “Nuthin’ Pete, you’re just too cute.” you say and boop his nose. Moving your hands to rest by his head.
Keeping eye contact, you lean down until your noses touch, both of your still smiling You rub your nose lightly against Peter’s, making his face scrunch up adorably before you start peppering little kisses all over his face making him go into another fit of giggles. When you finish he gives you a smile even happier than before. “Love you Petey” you say before moving to lay almost on top of him, your arms wrapping him in a hug then giving him his long awaited kiss on the lips as he starts to reply. You grin, feeling Peter smile into the kiss. This is way better than algebra.
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