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A Hard Day's Night Premiere July 6, 1964

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Hey guys!! Sorry I’ve been so busy :/ I havent been writing much fanfiction lately but I am still pretty obsessed with noir lmao. I still really wanna write the 2nd part to “Walking in the Rain” though! I’ve also been really into Gregory Peck (can you tell I have a type) so maybe stay tuned for some fics about him???? Thanks for being so patient with me, I totally get how frustrating it can be when someone you follow falls off the face of the earth but I promise I didn’t forget abt you guys 😭🙏

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HOLY FUCK ITS HIM!!!

Isn't he dreamy 🥴

Art by deprived_freak on twitter

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These are so great!!

noir my favourite

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Lately it's been raining in my town, so I had an idea, how do you think Spider-Noir would protect the reader from the rain? Would he give her an umbrella or would he give her his coat?

Do you think Noir would give the reader a kiss in the rain? 😏🌧

- Crystal ✨️💞

Thank you Crystal! Hope you like it :)

Walking in the Rain

Spider-Man Noir x Female reader

Summary: Reader and Peter are on a walk and it suddenly rains, causing them to run to shelter as Peter gives her his coat. They share a few kisses and get back home, sharing a few more.

Warnings: Fluff! Pet names and lots of romance, very on-brand for Noir. Kinda suggestive at the end there! What if I wrote a part two... what would you guys think?

A/N: Thanks for all of the continued love! Requests are still open. I love reading all of them although it takes me some time to actually write them. So please don't lose hope that I will write your request if I don't answer it right away :D

You and Peter were out for a walk. It was your average New York evening, except for the sudden sprinkle of rain starting to come down. Also, it was getting quite dark and cold. You wore a simple house dress and some comfortable flat shoes, not thinking much of it as the walk was supposed to be short anyway. It ended up lasting much longer than anticipated, with both of you conversing about your day. He wore his usual white button-down with black dress pants and a trenchcoat. 

You both looked up at the sky as the first few droplets came down, catching you off guard. “Oh, no,” he said disappointedly, watching as you giggled and grabbed his arm, leading him to the nearest shelter. He followed swiftly behind, both of you smiling now. After successfully getting away from the rain, you held your upper arms, shivering from the cold wetness. Your hair and clothes were damp now, but Peter was fairly dry except for the outer layer of his coat. He noticed your quivering and quickly took off said coat, shaking off some of the rain and holding it out to you. “Please take it, dear, I can’t allow my lady to be in such distress,” he went on dramatically as you accepted the coat. “Thank you, Peter,” you blushed and chuckled, hastily putting it on.

 It was long and large on you. You looked up at Peter with a grin, holding your arms up in a playful manner to show him the size difference. He smiled wider, bringing a hand out to adjust the shoulder of the coat to cover you better as you looked down at his actions. You both were grinning idiots, occupied with this sweet moment, it only becoming more romantic as your eyes met, his deep with love and yours softening. He brought his hand up to your cheek, cupping it as his thumb caressed the area. He was the first to lean in, bringing his lips close and kissing yours. As he closed his eyes, the rainwater dripped from his hat and onto his nose, trickling towards your skin. You kissed back, changing the positions of your faces making it only deepen. You parted for a moment, murmuring, “Such a gentleman,” to which he responded with a smirk, kissing you harder and wrapping an arm wound your waist. You put your arms around his shoulders and chuckled a bit more, seeing the rain pour down behind him. 

“Race ya,” you blurted, running with Peter’s trench coat above your head. He was left high and dry, the kisses only getting more passionate before he caved in and ran after you. You got to the front steps of your apartment before him, laughing heartily with your hands on your hips and bending over as he was still making his way. He stopped at the steps, looking up at you perched on them. As he tried to catch his breath he stared at you with total adoration, making your laughter turn into the familiar blushing you always felt whenever he did this. His entire self was now drenched, but he didn't mind, all that mattered was you, looking as beautiful as ever, even in your house dress and messy hair. What really topped the cake was seeing his coat completely covering your smaller frame. “You’re pretty as a picture,” he said exasperatedly. You shooed him teasingly but were swooning under the masquerade. “Come inside, you lover boy,” you unlocked the door and swung it open, walking inside and shrugging off his coat. You looked back to see him making his way up the stairs but still ogling at you as you strained your wet hair between your hands. You blushed more and rolled your eyes as he closed the door behind him, making his way over to you. He pinned you against the wall with his soaked white shirt, not leaving much to the imagination. He snaked both hands around your waist again, smirking in the kiss as he mumbled, “Oh, darling, I love you”.

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Spiders go to the movies

Image descriptions under the cut.

[ID: Two image photo set. 1) Digital drawing showing the cast of Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse and Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse cheerfully attending a screening of the Barbie movie (2023). From left to right we have Spider Noir wearing a pink boa; Peni Parker laughing and cradling Spider-Ham who holds a pink, fast food cup in his hands; Gwen Stacy in her full masked outfit with a bag of popcorn, chuckling while Miles Morales - wearing a teal hoodie with pink accents over his spider suit with its mask on - eagerly discusses the film with his hands outstretched in front of him; Pavitr Prabhakar in the center fully masked as Spider-Man: India looking screen right at an unamused Hobie Brown, fully dressed as Spider-Punk; and finally at the far right Peter B. Parker wearing a pink bathrobe over his Spider-Man suit, tenderly smiling at his daughter May Parker, as she plays with a Barbie doll. The characters walk against a pink wall, obscuring a large Barbie movie poster behind them. 2) A digital drawing of Miguel O'Hara as seen in Across the Spider-Verse screaming on his knees in agony while a small hologram of Lyla lectures and consoles him. Behind them is a framed poster of Oppenheimer (2023). End ID]

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Inspired/traced from that "how hungry" post

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Can i request a wedding night with Noir or are requests closed?

Thank you for the request! They are open!

"Thank You, Mrs. Parker"

Spider-Man Noir x Female reader

Summary: After your wedding, you and Peter go home and have sex for the first time.

Warnings: Smut, fluff. Domestic Peter and very stereotypical 1930s purity stuff with not having sex before marriage and such. Praise kink sorta, unprotected sex, lots of kisses. He's very gentle and nice. :)

A/N: I hope to get to all of your guy's requests soon, I've been kinda busy! Thank you for the support! Enjoy...

It was late at night and you and Peter were driving from the reception hall to a small cottage a family friend lent to you both. It was the night after your wedding, and here you were, in the passenger side of Peter’s Model T in the impossibly dark night. He was clad in his black suit and you in your long white dress, both slightly disheveled from the party earlier. Your hair was out of the updo specially put in for the ceremony.

As Peter drove the car, he looked at you with the familiar loving look you had seen all day. You smiled back at him. You were both so tired from everything although there was more to be expected in the night. For never having sex, you were both equally exhilarated and nervous. There was this unspoken knowledge of what to expect anyway, that feeling looming over the both of you since you were engaged. Though you kissed maybe a bit too passionately or hugged for too long at times, nothing further ever happened.

He pulled into the driveway and parked the car, getting out and coming to your side to open the door. You stood up from your seat and you brought your luggage into the home. He helped you with your things like a gentleman and you both got ready for bed. You had never seen each other in sleepwear, nonetheless together in a bed. 

Peter knew his boundaries, he didn't push himself onto you. He let you get dressed in the bathroom separately and come out when you felt ready. Before you did though, you asked if he would unzip the back of your dress. He said yes, doing it with gentle hands, tickling your back as he grazed down. The wedding dress started slipping, but you caught it, blushing as you held the neckline of the dress high to keep yourself covered. He chuckled softly and kissed the back of your neck. You looked back at him as he did this, the whole situation feeling much more sensual than needed. He made eye contact with you, though, and smirked. You thanked him awkwardly and moved off to the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Despite the common demeanor of men at the time, Peter was very good at communicating and asking you how you feel, and sharing his opinions too. You had talked before about intimacy and had agreed upon taking it slow, being as comfortable as possible. You put on your nightgown, brushed your teeth, and braided your hair. The nightgown was long, silky, and off-white. You came out from the bathroom to see him sitting on the window seat, looking out. He was changed into his garments as well. He looked back at you with a look of adoration, his eyes widened and his mouth slightly parted. “You are beautiful…” he said softly, standing up and moving closer to you. You looked up at him, your arms in his and your bodies very close. “Oh, Peter,” you laughed, sighing and smiling while looking down. He brought a hand to your chin and tilted it up, your gazes matching. “My love, today you have given me the unspeakable honor of making you my wife, something I have been wanting to do for quite some time now,” he chuckled but kept his romantic stature. “I love you, much more than words can express,”

Your eyes practically swelled with devotion, and after he finished his declaration, you kissed him with fervor. Before he could reciprocate the kiss, you uttered, “And I love you too”. Your arms roamed each other’s bodies, and his kiss moved down your jaw. You brought your hands up to his hair and kissed the top of his head. He picked you up bridal style, making you squeak as he led you to the queen-sized bed. He laid you down and kissed your lips gently before standing back up and unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it to the ground as you watched with wandering eyes. His muscular build made your heart flutter, his hair so messy at this point and you were aching to take off your dress. He came back down, smiling with heavy eyelids as he kissed your collarbone and caressed your waist. You brought your hands up to his torso, feeling every inch of him with anticipation. You inhaled sharply a few times, earning groans from his lips. 

 “Oh, woman,” he murmured as you shifted underneath his hold and shrugged the arms of your nightgown off, showing your bare sternum and breasts. Your hands came up to shield them from him, but he was quick to bring his mouth to your ear, whispering, “Please don’t hide yourself, sweetheart.” taking a while to kiss your ear and temple before continuing, “You look absolutely heavenly”. You uncovered your breasts, allowing him to stroke and appreciate them. His face went down to your chest, a nipple being fondled with one hand and the other between his mouth. “Darling…” you mumbled, strewn with moans. “Yes, dear?” He responded, lowering himself down your stomach as you looked at him lustfully. “Don’t stop,” you said with confidence, causing him to buckle in his movement, being so overcome with your intoxicating look. 

He pulled down the rest of your dress and underwear, revealing your full body to him. He kissed and kissed and kissed, bringing a hand down to your clit and rubbing it in circles. You moaned and bit your lip, holding back, stumbling to take off his pants. His arousal was exposed, no boxers in the way, just pure manhood. It was a sight to see and you looked back up at him with ardor. He looked proud and cheeky, loving your reaction to his body. He sat up, you laying beneath him, and straddled you, positioning his cock to your vagina. You closed your eyes, feeling himself enter you. It was uncomfortable and somewhat painful, not being used to this sensation, but your arousal overrode, and he slowly bucked in and out of you. “I hope I’m not hurting you, love,” he worried with a quiet tone. You pursed your lips but shook your head no, bringing your hands up to his shoulders. He huffed, cursing at your tightness. You moaned loudly, your brows furrowed with focus. Embarrassed by the sounds you made, you covered your mouth with one hand while the other gripped his back. He kissed your cheek, sloppily grasping all parts of your body as you both succumbed to the pleasure. 

He groaned your name and thrusted one last time, his cum filling you. You held on tighter, squeezing your eyes shut and moaning. He was equally exasperated and leaned back, his arms on each side of you to steady himself.

 He slid out of you and you sighed with the loss of contact, but he fell back onto the bed next to you. After a moment of breathing heavily and coming back to reality, you made eye contact, smiling lovingly at each other. He brought one of your hands up and kissed it, taking a while to part and look up at you again, saying, “Thank you, Mrs. Parker.”

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Thinking about how Pavitr and Noir are members of Hobie's band in the comics.

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the pete wrangler

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Maybe you could write about Noir singing? Like I hc him as someone who - when he thinks he is alone - would sing a lot!

In the shower is a given but also while doing the dishes and folding the laundry 🤭

Omg this is the cutest prompt. I've thought of this too! He definitely comes off as the singing type :)

Fly Me to the Moon

Spiderman Noir x female reader

Summary: Reader catches Peter singing while his folding laundry

Warnings: None! Fluff! It's a pretty short one tho

A/N: I just know this man would sound like Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin or something like that. He is so classy <3 Thanks for the requests and love on all my posts!

Peter hummed a little tune in the laundry room, folding some clothes. “Fill my heart with song and hmm… you are all I long for, all I worship and adore…” he sang softly, mumbling a few words. There you stood in the doorframe, watching him. He didn’t know you were there, thinking he was alone, making him more confident as he sang. Often when you would dance to your gramophone, you would catch him humming the verses, and if you laid your head on his chest, you might be lucky enough to hear his voice come out. It was rich and deep, making him undeniably more handsome than he already was. You would tell him countless times how amazing his voice was, but he would deny and remind you of his stage fright. After you try to convince him to sing more or perform,  he would shush you by saying “Well, think of my voice as just for your ears.” “In other words, please be true…” he set a pair of pants to the side and continued signing unknowingly, turning around, “In other words, I love you-”. He saw you looking at him with a smile, “Bravo!” you clapped your hands and chuckled.   “Oh darling, you saw all of that?” he blushed and stood up. “Yes, I did, and I loved every second of it. You are so talented, Peter,” you replied walking over to him and snaking your arms around his waist. “Wow, such praise. I don’t think I’m worthy of it, sweetheart.” he also wrapped his arms around your waist, looking down and dorkily smirking. “Really,” you brought a hand to his cheek and caressed it lovingly. “You could be a good Sinatra impersonator,” you giggled, patting his cheek gently. He cocked a brow, “Oh boy,” he playfully rolled his eyes. A little curl was on his forehead, and you twirled it on your finger, looking into his eyes. “I love you, my charming singer.” He smiled and looked into yours, bringing his hand up your back, “I love you too, doll,” he said quietly before you both leaned into a kiss.

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Hope you guys like it :)

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You do male!reader?

I sadly do not write for male readers, I write more naturally as a woman and feel most comfortable writing females! I’ve said before that I could try gender neutral but if I have a choice, i’d rather write female. Thanks for the question!

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Y’all I need more fluffy, cute, and domestic fic ideas 😭 they can always be a bit racey or angsty too LOL

I’m only writing for Spider noir currently tho!

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So real

I’m sorry but i need to share something that’s been chewing at my brain.

Spider Noir, bear with me on this, looks like Milo(?) from Disney’s Lost City of Atlantis.

peter benjamin parker if he never got cursed by an eldritch god (real) (not clickbate)

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😭💓💓💓

assorted sketches (personally very obsessed w petermj rn and the fact that the 2020 run of noir colored his hair/eyes as black/grey. peter parker the man that you are….)

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OMG 🫠🫠🫠

Look at noir help

oh fuck—

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😭😭😭❤️❤️ love this art style!

He was a punk she did ballet: ❌

He and she are both punks and have a crush on a same art baby: ✅