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reblog if you remember what it felt like to walk into blockbuster

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“i’ve got you.” p.p oneshot

pairing: peter parker x reader 

summary: when you’ve worked yourself too hard one night the roles reverse and its peter parker taking care of you for once. 

warnings: i dont think there are any, this is just fluff 

words: 1,685

A/N: i was feeling cute and wanted to write something fluffy and this idea just popped into my head. feedback as always is appreciated. i’m kind of nervous about this one cause i’ve not really done anything like this before.

note - this does NOT contain ffh spoilers 

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I fucking live this one so god damn much

Angel Duty

Summary: When Peter got an invitation to stay over at the new Avengers compound over the summer, the last thing he expected was that he would be in charge of helping a fallen angel. Now he must help her grasp all the aspects of being human- include the part involved with feelings and crushes. 

Words: 6K (i’m so sorry)

Tags: so fluffy it will rot your tooth, cuddling, blushing, angel!reader not knowing what a crush is, attempted slow burn

a/n: for @etudaire-writes, who requested a “floofy fic with Peter” 

Pain.

That was the first sensation Peter’s brain could register when he woke up in the middle of the night, the pounding in his head and the rawness of his throat causing him to shift in discomfort. Still exhausted from a severe lack of sleep, he groaned and debated whether it was worth leaving his bed to go get some water. But when the pain in his head amplified and became too severe to ignore, he reluctantly forced himself to sit upright on the bed and rubbed his dry eyes vigorously. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness of his room, he spared a glance to the nightstand clock- it was just past 2am.

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tony after he gets back to earth and attends peters funeral

tony, stroking the closed casket: this bitch empty

tony:

tony: *wipes a tear* yeet

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Tony: hey, kiddo, how’ve you been? How’s school?

Peter, a struggling™️ teen: I am a festive piñata and God is a thirteen year old boy whose parents just announced their divorce.

Tony:

Loki walks in the room: same

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Bad After All

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Summary: enemies to lovers, slow burn, aggressively ignores the events of infinity war and endgame, Peter & the reader are both 18

Word Count: 13.8k i’m so sorry

Warnings: language, frustration, violence, periodic angst but fluff & happy ending I swear

A/n: saw Far From Home and felt inspired to write again. two years has gone by super fast, missed you guys. hope this isn’t too terrible lol

Feedback is appreciated! <3

If there was one thing you were sure of, it was that you hated Peter Parker.

Your back landed against the training room floor for what seemed like the millionth time, dull pain flooding through your limbs. You sighed, groaning as you stumbled to your feet. Natasha stood a few feet away, not looking tired at all, despite the fact that you had been sparring for over an hour.

“It’s okay, Y/n, you’ll get it soon,” she said, her voice neutral but still encouraging. “You just need more practice.”

“Practice?” a voice from behind you scoffed. “Like that’s been making her any better. She’s still just as hopeless as she was when first started.” You whipped your head around, your eyes meeting Peter’s annoyingly warm brown ones. You glared at him and he raised one eyebrow, clearly amused at your anger.

“Peter,” Nat started before you could say anything. “She only started training a few weeks ago. Y/n has made big improvements. Not all of us have super strength, you know.” She gave Peter a knowing once-over, making you giggle. Nat winked at you. “I think that’s enough for today, Y/n.” She walked toward you, leaning in to whisper in your ear. “Don’t ever let a man discourage you,” she said with another wink, patting your shoulder twice before gracefully exiting the training room. You let out another soft laugh, stretching your sore arms above your head. You tensed up when you felt two hands grab ahold of your wrists, spinning around to find your face inches from Peter’s.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you hissed, attempting to remove your wrists from his grasp, but he only held them tighter. His grip wasn’t painful, but you felt he was up to something sinister. His eyes looked down into yours mischievously. You suddenly realized the somewhat intimate position he held you in and felt your face warm slightly. Peter did not seem to realize or care, and moved your arms further back behind your head, forcing your body closer to his.

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Tom Holland doing ballet turns is what I live for 

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bold of me to assume that dating a real person would come close to dating my fav character

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Lovedust || Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Summary: Y/N and Peter have always hated each other but when Y/N discovers an element that can make people fall in love, her whole relationship flips upside down. 

Word Count: 3.9k

Author’s Note: I’m still working on the last part to thin ice but I’ve had the idea of a love potion series for Peter and since we’re in quarantine, I said fuck it. I’m such a sucker for an enemy to love type thing so this is great cause technically it’s a slowburn but not at the same time! Also Y/N is ADOPTED cause duh of course she is. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

Warnings: Mild language, mean peter 

part one || part two || part three || part four || part five || part six || part seven

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thinking about Him,,,,, spider-sized peter parker

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#a wise man once said: “so he’s an idiot”

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Peter Parker | Spider-Man: Far From Home

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Lovedust || Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Summary: Y/N and Peter have always hated each other but when Y/N discovers an element that can make people fall in love, her whole relationship flips upside down. 

Word Count: 3.9k

Author’s Note: I’m still working on the last part to thin ice but I’ve had the idea of a love potion series for Peter and since we’re in quarantine, I said fuck it. I’m such a sucker for an enemy to love type thing so this is great cause technically it’s a slowburn but not at the same time! Also Y/N is ADOPTED cause duh of course she is. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

Warnings: Mild language, mean peter 

part one || part two || part three || part four || part five || part six || part seven

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mackie: hey sebastian fuck marry kill with the chrises

sebastian: fuck hemsworth, marry evans, kill holland

holland: i wasn't even in the qUESTION?

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jake: [driving way too fast]

holland: WATCH OUT FOR THAT PEDESTRIAN

jake: he's on the street, he knows the risks he is taking

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Jealous? (Peter Parker x Reader)

Requester: Anon

Request: “ Hi :) I just watched SM:HC and I have a request :) Reader is a friend of Peter & Ned and in love with Peter. At some point Peter makes a comment about reader’s not getting any affection from guys so at Liz’s party reader shows up with a mini black dress and everyone drools over her even Liz tries to be friends with her and jelous peter! <3 Pls pls pls :)”

Boi: Peter Parker

Movie/ Book: Spiderman: Homecoming

Word Count: 878

Warnings: Fluff/ Angst/ Smut (no warnings) 

There you go, lovely anon! 

Peter hurriedly walked out of the gym, you and Ned trying to catch up with him. 

“You- Spider-man- how- you know Spider-man?” You said, an expression of shock riddled on your face, failing to form coherent sentences.

Peter sighed. He looked annoyed with Ned for blurting out that he knew Spider-man. “Yes, I-I- we’ve met…”

“Hey, it’s okay, y’know. Look at the bright side! Liz Allan invited us to her party!” You said lightly, though you didn’t like the fact that she had just invited Peter because he knew Spider-man. You liked Peter, and you’d tried to make it obvious, but he was too busy pining after the popular senior. 

He smiled at your comment. “Yeah, that’s good. Maybe she finally likes me.”

Ned rolled his eyes. “Or maybe she just wants to invite Spider-man at her party.”

You tried to hide a smile. Ned was on your side. “Yup,” You said, nonchalantly agreeing with Ned.

Peter frowned. “I don’t think so,” His frown curved into a smirk, “What about you, Y/N? Maybe you’re jealous? Who’s asked you out till now, hm? Why don’t boys drool over you?” 

You rolled your eyes. “Oh, please, Parker. Lots of people have asked me out. I’m hot property, so I say no.” Okay. That wasn’t a complete lie. Derek Farrell asked you out in fifth grade. 

“Yeah, right.” He said, cocking his head to the side, “As if,”

“See you at the party, Peter,” You said, your eyes narrowing playfully as you hurried to your locker. 

You smoothened your black dress as you rung the doorbell. It barely reached your thighs, but you didn’t feel uncomfortable tonight. Your H/C hair had been straightened out, and you had applied dark lipstick. Overall, you would say that it was a good job. You wondered if Peter and Ned were inside. 

“Hey, Y/N!” Liz said, smiling brightly as she opened the door. She looked at your dress approvingly, “Someone’s gonna make the guys drool over her,” 

You smiled, remembering Peter’s words earlier that day about how no one drooled over you. “Thanks,”

You both walked into the main area of her humongous mansion. People were partying everywhere, plastic cups in their hands, sloshing with drinks. 

You walked over to the DJ area, not in the mood to stay in a corner tonight. A few moments later, someone tapped you on your shoulder. It was Ned, who was smiling cheerfully at the sight of you, while Peter’s jaw rested comfortably on the floor, his cheeks bright red. 

“Hi,” You said to the both of them, smirking. Peter looked as if he had something stuck in his throat. After a long while, he muttered. “H-hey Y/N,” 

You noticed Flash staring at you, his eyes lighting up. You smiled at him flirtatiously, ready to show Peter that guys did drool over you. 

“Hey, beautiful,” Flash murmured in your ear, winking at you. You giggled (which was highly unnatural, but you had to show Peter).

“Hey, Flash,” You purred seductively. 

“What’s brewing here?” A senior who you recognized as Samuel said, smirking at you. You waved. He had helped you decorate for the Homecoming last year. 

“Uh-did-I-tell-you-guys-that-she’s-my-date?!” Peter blurted at top speed. 

“Didn’t catch that,” You said, turning to him. Your heels gave you a height boost, so you were on eye level with him. It was weird because normally, you were an inch or two shorter than him. 

“She’s my date,” Peter said confidently, grabbing your hand. You tried hard not to blush. He was noticing you. Had he really said that?!

“Oh, come on,” Samuel said, rolling his eyes. “I’m not falling for that.”

“You can’t get this hot chick, Penis Parker,” Flash said, shooting you a flirty wink. Peter rolled his eyes, pulling you away from the both of them and took you to the drinks counter. 

“What are you doing?” You said, ignoring the giddy feeling in your stomach you felt because your hand was in his. 

“Look- just don’t talk to them- okay?” He said, letting out a frustrated sigh and looking down, For a moment, you actually thought he was looking at your lips. But that had to be a figment of your imagination…

“Why not?” You asked nonchalantly, (reluctantly) pulling your hand out of his and crossing your arms. 

He frowned. “Just don’t, okay?”

“I need a reason,” -you smiled suddenly- “Hey, are you…jealous? Those boys were drooling over me?” 

His ears reddened. “What?- pfft -no-” He suddenly smirked. “Wait…were you trying to make me jealous? Do you like me?” 

Now it was your turn to blush. “No, I don’t like you, shut up.”

“So this annoys you?” He whispered, leaning closer till the tips of your noses were touching. 

“Uh-” You mumbled. You honestly didn’t know how to react. 

“This doesn’t bother you?” He said, moving to kiss your jaw. Your heart leaped, but your brain reminded you that he was only teasing you.

“It does,” You whispered before you could stop yourself. 

“And I was jealous too,” He said, taking a step back and smiling slyly. 

You smirked, placing a quick kiss on his cheek and retreating into the crowd. His smile faded. 

“Hey!” He said, “Are you going to just leave it at this?”

“Maybe,” You said, winking. 

(I had so much fun writing this honestly) 

Part 2 is here :)

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Jealous Pt. 2 (Peter Parker x Reader)

Part 1 is here (but it’s not necessary to read the first one).

A/N: You guys loved the first part, I really don’t know why, so I answered the requests of all you lovelies 😂

Warnings: 1. slightly steamy, perhaps ;)

                   2. I wrote this shit

“Y/N,” Peter whined. At least twenty minutes had passed since he had his ‘encounter’ with you. 

“I’m dancing, Peter,” You said, flashing a smile at one of the boys dancing next to you. He smiled back, turning towards you. 

Peter grumbled as that boy leaned forward and whispered something in your ear. Peter hated the fact that you were dancing with other boys. Hadn’t you almost told him that you liked him? She told me that she was bothered by how close I was, He thought, slightly annoyed, She can’t just-

Wait. He had the perfect plan to get her back for what you did. 

“Hey, Y/N,” He said, taking you to the porch. “I want to kiss Liz,”

Your eyes narrowed. “That’s why you dragged me out?”

“No,” He said, holding his hands up in surrender. “I don’t know how to kiss. Could you teach me? Then I could go and kiss her,”

You ignored a pang of jealousy and narrowed your eyes playfully. “Sure, Peter,”

“Thanks,” He said, smirking. 

“Step one: come closer to your to-be significant other,” You said formally. Peter stepped closer to you. 

“Now, lift the person’s chin up,” You said solemnly, and he did so, his eyes lit with mirth. 

“Kiss them,” You said, trying not to blush as Peter leaned closer. He planted his lips on yours. You pulled away after a second, staring at him. 

“Good job,” You said flatly, turning away. Peter would never like you. “Go kiss Liz,”

“No, I’m not done practicing,” He said, pouting. “One more time, and I’ll bring my twist in,”

“Fine,” You said, grumbling. This was going to be the second and probably last time you kissed him, so you weren’t going to let the chance go. “I-”

Before you could get another word out, he kissed you. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. You wanted to be stiff and unresponsive, but you couldn’t resist running your hands through his hair as he pushed you up against the main door, deepening the kiss. You didn’t know what he was planning to do, or why he was kissing you that way, but you didn’t want him to stop. His hand brushed against the small of your back, while the other one cupped your face. Your hands ran down his chest, then back up again, circling his neck. 

He pulled away after a while, his lips swollen and cheeks red. “I-I- did you like that? Am I a good kisser?”

A damn good kisser. You thought but shrugged nonchalantly, “Eh, not bad.”

He wiggled his eyebrows playfully. “Come on, I was amazing.”

“Fine,” You said, allowing yourself to smile, “You were good,”

“I was probably the best-”

You backhanded his arm lightly. “No, you weren’t the best,”

“So…” He said. 

“Go kiss Liz, then,” You said, trying to smile. 

“Not in the mood anymore,” He said briskly, “So, Y/N L/N, wanna make this kissing thing permanent?”

Your jaw dropped. There was no way that he was asking what you thought he was asking. 

“What do you mean?” You asked. 

“I mean,” He said nervously, “Do you- If you want to- I’m fine if you don’t-”

“Peter,” You said, sighing, “Spit it out!”

“Be my girlfriend,” He blurted.

“Okay,” You said, the word spilling out of your mouth before you could think. 

“Fine,” He said, smiling. He held out his arm to you, “Let’s go inside, shall we, mi amor?”

You linked your arm in his, laughing “Si, señor,” 

‘Si, señor’ means ‘yes, sir’  and ‘mi amor’ means ‘my love’ in Spanish, folks :)