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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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You're worth it ↬p.p
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A/N: I'm in my sick feels so here's some sick whiny Peter 😔😔✨💔 also I wrote this at 2 am in like 20 mins lol so rip.
Wc: 1.3k
Warnings: uhh general sickness, Peter being a dramatic lil bitch.
Pairing: college!Peter Parker x Avenger!Reader (with a lot of platonic MJ)
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Peter was pretty sure he was dying. No, he wasn't being dramatic.
In all the years of being Spider-Man, he could count on his fingers the number of times he had gotten sick. And it was one.
He remembered when he got bit by the radioactive spider on the field trip to OsCorp, the week later which he spent in bed, sweating on every surface and a fever so high the doctors wondered how his brain hadn't melted yet.
Even when all the resources were exhausted, they couldn't find a cause, and the miraculous recovery with a plus of the sudden appearence of abs and growing biceps had been more of a relief than a dismissal by the doctors, each of them releasing a sigh of relief, neither of them noticing the strange behaviour Peter seemed to be exhibiting when he opened his eyes to the bright, technicolor world after seven days of brutal bouts of vomiting and brain splitting headaches.
So yes, Peter Parker didn't get sick. Not after the fateful spiderbite that made him who he was. Even Dr. Banner had been fascinated by his body chemistry, and if he hadn't been lost in his fangirling that the Bruce Banner wanted to do more check ins of his body, he would have noticed that he could, in fact, get sick. His immune system may have significantly increased, but he was still not entirely immune to college kids germs who wore their underwear inside out to save laundry money.
"You look like a zombie." MJ deadpanned in true MJ fashion, pointing her pen, the bright pink plastic fake diamond a brief distraction from the headache pounding in his skull. It made him go squint eyed, inevitably increasing the headache when he saw past the blurry outline of the diamond.
"Thanks Em, appreciate it." He muttered, raising an eyebrow to look at her smirking face. He suddenly remembered about You. You and MJ had the same smile, he noticed, a lump of misery forming in his throat.
His mood dropped even more when he felt his throat burn with a strong sense of nostalgia. You weren't in college with him due to your job as a full time avenger, so sue him that he really fucking missed you. It's not like you never talked, but his head was killing him and he was really touch starved and college just really fucking sucked.
"I'm not being mean, believe it or not, but you look dead on your feet and your girlfriend will kill me if I bring you in more than one piece." She said, her voice softer than it had been before.
"I'm fine MJ, just do the project." He sighed, looking at his course book, trying to catch the sudden onset of magenta and green lights in his vision. Huh, maybe he was having a stroke.
Rubbing his left eye in frustration, he groaned, throwing his textbook across his room, flopping on the college issued bunk bed that he swore was going to give him back issues before his spidey shenanigans could.
"Y/N won't kill you, she respects you too much for that." He said, fiddling with the threads hanging on his sheets, a hand behind his head as he looked at the ceiling. Chills were starting to set in his bones, and it was not just by MJ's scrutinizing stare.
"You're sick." She stated, smirking as he rolled his eyes, rolling over and burying his face in the cool pillow.
"No shit Sherlock." He huffed, sitting up to take in a breath the pillow was restricting, the lump in his throat growing. And before he knew it, hot tears were rolling down his cheeks, a strange choking sound coming from his throat, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment, and the heat of his fever wasn't making it any better.
"I- I miss y/n so much." He sniffed, his words sound clogged with the mucus stuffed in his sinuses and nose. Wiping a hand across his nose, he choked out a sob, burying his face deeper in his pillow.
"Hey, oh man, hey Parker! Oh god please don't cry, shit ok-" MJ rambled, her shuffling making him cry harder as he whined at the contact of her cool palm, "shit you're burning up! Oh man who do I call who do I call? Of course I'm an idiot."
Her mutters were kind of soothing, but he was too embarrassed to admit that as he brought the pillow closer to him, imagining it was you instead of a stuffed cotten pillow, trying to feel your fingers running through his hair as you repeatedly kissed his forehead.
Sniffling, he blinked hard, watching MJ pace as she talked on the phone with someone, his brain too disoriented trying to get the heat to expel from his body to notice who she was talking to. She looked frantic, her palm over her mouth as her muffled words made his eyes droop, and just like that, he was out like light.
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"Hey, wake up baby, I came bearing gifts." Your soft voice rose him up from his unrestful slumber, groaning as sudden noises bombarded his ears.
He gave a sigh of relief when he felt a familiar pair of headsets on his ears, the noises quietening. He opened his eyes, slowly at first to see a vague silhouette of you, wondering if this was some kind of fevered dream.
You and Peter face timed a lot, but you rarely visited due to the long drives. You had visited just this weekend, so he was surprised to see you here, his head cushioned on your thigh as your fingers ran over his hair.
"Am I dreamin'?" He croacked, a smile forming on his face as he heard you giggle, warmth spreading in his chest as you leaned in to kiss his forehead.
"No dummy, you just have a temperature high enough to burn Satan." You smirked, booping his nose softly.
"That's pretty hot. I'm so hot." He snickered, turning around to dig his nose into your thigh.
"Yeah, you're the hottest. My hot dum dum." You said. Shifting slightly, he heard the rustling of bottles, immideatly knowing those were his super painkillers Dr. Cho had brewed specifically for his metabolism.
"You didn't have to come all over here baby, did you use your suit?" Peter asked, getting up from his position. Wincing, he cracked his neck, groaning as his body reminded him of his current condition. He felt like a giant bruise, slumping next to you as you wrapped your arm around his shoulder.
"You're worth it Petey. I would go wherever you go." You whispered, brushing his curls back. Getting up, you reached for the filled glass you had kept at the bedside, handing it to him along with the pills. He took them gratefully, gulping the pills and the water down at once.
Leaning on your shoulder, he kissed the exposed skin of your shoulder, rubbing his forehead over there as he thanked you silently, a random chill shooting up his spine, making his muscles spasm.
"Where's MJ?" He muttered, looking at you through his lashes.
"Dunno," you muttered back, "said something about not wanting your germs or something."
"Probably just went to room with Harley. She's got a huge fucking crush on him, just won' admit it." Peter said, smirking from his position.
"Really? I didn't notice!" You snickered, rolling over to squish his cheeks.
"Please, I bet he'll ask her out by the end of this semester."
"This semester? I bet that's gonna happen by the end of this month."
"Bet's on then."
Laughing at the crack oh his voice, you pushed him back lightly by his chest, scratching his sweaty scalp as he sighed under your fingers.
"Y/n?" He asked, holding your fingers to his chest.
"Hmm?"
"Thanks for coming so soon."
"Of course I came dummy."
Smiling at his dimpled face, you wiggled a little to fit next to him, wrapping your hand over his chest and throwing your leg over his.
"Y/n?" He asked again.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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A/N: this is so self indulgent 😋😋 lol. Leave a comment if you liked it! 💞💞
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reawritesthings · 3 years
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fluff prompt 5 with peter please!!! <3
internal instincts
“i can’t wait to make you my wife”
side note; when writing this i instantly thought of the b99 scene when jake is laying in hospital. season 2, ep 20 if you wanna check it out.
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“are you sure we should be doing this?” peter asks from the building, looking down at the bank.
“would you stop being such a pussy? it’s fine.” you whispered, trying to get a secure reading from your suit.
“i think we should wait for the avengers, y/n. your dad will be pissed.”
you rolled your eyes at peter’s nerves. “you are spiderman. you went to fucking space.”
“that was one time!” he huffed.
you giggled and kissed his cheek. “you’ve got this. you ready to swing?”
“yea.” peter whispered, holding you tight. he built up a momentum and shot a line, immediately swing down breaking into the window.
“surpise!” you yell, and blasted them with your powers.
while peter was fighting them off you noticed one of them escaping. you grunt, and begin to chase after him. as you were getting close you wasnt paying attention to the moving cars, you suddenly started to see black and could hear peter calling your name
after being knocked out for three hours, you awake to an angry dad and a concerned peter.
“are you happy now?!” tony said, slouching in his chair. “broken ribs, and a broken leg?! what are you playing at.”
you huffed, examining yourself and personally, you seemed okay. “it’s not even that bad. the worse part is the btec version of hulk got away.”
“that’s the worst part?” bruce said, looking over at tony who just shurg.
“you could of died!” tony yelled. “and peter? you could of warned him?”
you looked over at peter and he kept slient.
“i wasn’t hurt that badly...” you say, sitting up straight with the help from peter. “besides, bruce said that all my bleeding was internal... that’s where the blood is suppose to be.” you laughed. “and you call yourself a genuis.”
the three men exchanged looks. tony dramatically threw his arms in the air and left the room.
“that’s it. you are officially not my child.”
bruce laughed along with peter, who now was sitting at the end of your bed.
“i can’t wait to make you my wife.” he smiled, grinning at how stupid you could be.
he knew that you were a lot but from that little outburst, he knew for sure that life with you could never have a dull moment and he loved that.
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tommyhearteyes · 3 years
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Come Cuddle - Peter Parker
(Fluff ✨)
Summary : Y/Ns had a long tiring week studying for her gcse’s and all she wants to do is cuddle with her mans
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You snuggled up against the warm blanket but pouted when you still felt the cold emptiness beside her. You peak one eye open to the curly headed boy sat at your desk, his pencil moving vigorously against the paper. You frowned when you saw the little dent in between his eyebrows.
“hey pete,... baby...” you said softly.He hummed in response, without sparing you a glance.
“come cuddle bub, im tired”
“why don’t you take a nap, i’ll be done in 5 minutes” he replied softly, his pencil continued to trace the paper.
Your frowned deepened as you slowly got off the bed. You hugged his hoodie closer when you felt a slight breeze come from the window. It was a crisp friday night, it had been raining all day so it was the perfect time to turn on a movie or something and cuddle with your boyfriend. If he would just come to bed, that is.
Peter had a crisis that averted his presence from school today and had a bit of catching up to do. As selfish as it sounds, you don’t care about that right now. Peter is one of the top students in class while you always had to go the extra mile and make an effort to even get a B. You weren’t mad about it though, just want him to take a break and give you attention right now.
He felt your chin rest on his left shoulder as you peered over the work he’s doing.
“just 5 more minutes im almost done”
“noo peter come on, i haven’t seen you all day and im tired and all i wanna do is cuddle with my boyfriend” Your hands wrap around his shoulders while you rock him back and forth gently.
His eyes finally met yours before darting down to the pout you still held on your face.
“i was worried about you, you didn’t reply to my messages all day like you normally do”
“i know, im sorry, i was tracking down this perp i was suspicious of for a while now and finally caught him today. Here, come’er” He turned the chair towards you, making you fall to his lap while your fingers played with his hair.
“it’s alright, im just glad you’re okay.” You leaned forward so your foreheads were touching.
Both of you sat in that position for a bit. Peter knowing exactly what you were doing. You had started softly humming and leaving soft scratches below his head and on his neck.
“come on, i’ll teach you all this tomorrow. just come cuddle”
“but i’m alm-“ You shushed him up with a soft kiss.
Very slowly pulling away, you took soft breaths to match his. Your round pleading eyes meet his. He knew he couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes.
His eyes rolled back as a smile creeps onto his face. A soft growl came out of his mouth as he hooked his arms underneath you and got up from the chair and heading towards the bed. You giggled in satisfaction when he laid both of you under the covers.
His arms wrapped around you after settling down under the covers. There was still the soft sound of rain against your fire escape and window. You let out a long sigh in his neck, breathing in his scent.
“Happy now?” A warm smile spread across your face.You hummed in agreement.
“I love you bub, night night”
“I love you too babe”
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AND THAT WAS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT THIS!! i tried to read it as if i didnt write it to see if i would read my own blurbs HAHA
Anyways, if you guys have any requests or ideas on the next one please send them in 🥺 I’ll TRY smut one day but i dont know if it’ll be good.
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marvelblahh · 4 years
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Peter, baby...
Pete and you try something new in bed and it’s wonderful
Warnings: smut, swearing, also first time writing smut ~shrug~ and I didn’t proof read this... also Pete is 18+ (as always when I write) that’s all
Usually, Peter was a gentle lover who would whisper sweet nothings into your ear while he made love to you gently- tonight that was not the case. Peter’s soft touch was replaced with a tight grip on your hip, and his sweet words were replaced with groans as he fucked into you. Your hands were tangled in his brown curls, tugging; begging to be fucked harder. Your silent request was fulfilled as he lifted your legs above his shoulders and rammed his cock deeper into you. Soft coos escaped your lips and echoed through your apartment. The sight of Peter’s face scrunched in pleasure made your pussy drip. All too soon, Peter pulled his cock out of your wet core, which was followed by a whine at the empty feeling. Your pouting didn’t last long though, Peter forcefully grabbed your hips and flipped you on all fours and slammed his cock into your warm cunt. He was thrusting into you so deeply, you could feel him in your stomach. Peter grabbed the back of your ponytail and lifted your head towards him, still fucking you from behind. You felt his hot breath on the back of your ear and moaned at the sensation. “You like being fucked like this, don’t you? You slut” your moans and slapping skin filled the room, your pussy was soaked and you wanted to cum so badly. Peter let go of your hair and pushed your head back down into the mattress. He lifted his hand and smacked your ass, leaving a print. He repeated this action until your skin was covered in red. “You’ve been so naughty, Y/N. Someone needs to teach you a lesson.” He growled. You moaned into the mattress as a response. Tears brimmed your eyes as you felt the knot in your stomach forming. Peter feels your cunt tighten around him, and fucks you harder. Your pussy clenches around him and Peter’s thrusts become sloppy as you release around him- his cum shooting into you. You both flip onto your backs, completely naked and covered in sweat. “How was that?” He said breathily. “Peter, baby...” you giggle. “So good. I love you.” “I love you too, let’s get some sleep.” “Okay bug man, goodnight.”
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hufflepuffhollander · 5 years
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(requests currently closed) it’s blurb time! 
In celebration of finishing my midterms...
I’ve been wanting to try one of these and I’m finally doin it! Send me a message with any number(s) of dialogue you want to see/or some strung together and I’ll turn it into the best blurb I can! Feel free to add anything extra to your request :)
Dialogue
1. “Babe, I’m trying to talk to you.” - “Do ya’ll hear somethin’?”
2. “H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”
3. “Tell me one thing. Why wasn’t I enough? I loved you. Oh fuck, how I loved you. How I still love you.”
4. “I love you, even though you’re an idiot”
5. “Come on, you can sit on my lap until I finish,”
6. “Where did all these puppies come from?”
7. “Honestly, I think it’s impressive how badly I fucked up.”
8. “Now, I’m not saying that I hate you, all that I’m saying is that if you were on fire and there was water next to you, chances are I’d drink it”
9. “Are you the poster child for Hell these days?”
10. “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but I guess that failed.”
11. “Are you flirting with me?”-“You finally noticed?”
12. “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”
13. “no. the moment you saw me as a bet was the moment you fucked up.”
14. “Would you just shut up and listen to me for a second?”
15. “I can’t have this argument with you again.”
16. “Where have you been all my life?”
17. “You need to calm down”
18. it’s because i’m so attractive isn’t it?” “I say this. and I cannot stress this enough. I find you completely repulsive.”
19. “Alright Einstein, let’s see how you like it.”
20. “Seeing you between my legs is so hot.”
21. “I think we were a little too loud last night.”
22. “Bite your lip once more, I dare you”
23. “what you gonna do about it, stud?”
24. “god, I love your hands”
25. “Your ass is gonna be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”
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p3terparker · 2 years
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𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 — 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫
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𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none
𝗮/𝗻: i am so glad that andrews spidey is finally getting recognition!! this is officially my first fic for him :)
𝘄/𝗰: 0.5k
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it has been an excruciatingly long day. starting with spilling your coffee on yourself while walking to your class, to finding out your professor failed you on an essay you worked so hard on, to missing the subway back home resulting in you having spent over an hour walking back to your apartment, you could say this was one of the worst days you’ve had in a while. all you wanted to do when you got home was lay down and sleep your troubles away.
“babe? where have you been, you were supposed to be home over an hour ago” peter says the moment you walked through the door, rushing over to you to take your bag out of your hands and set it on the floor. 
“don’t wanna talk about it” you mumbled while pushing past him to enter your shared bedroom.
“what’s wrong?” peter said with worry laced in his voice as he followed you into your room like a lost puppy.
“today sucked” you sighed out.
“i’m sorry baby. wanna talk about it?” peter questioned while sitting you on your bed and removing your shoes from your feet.
“not really. all i wanna do is sleep and cuddle.” you said while laying back on your bed.
“we can do that, but first you have to get out of these clothes and take a shower” peter says soothingly while trying to lift you up.
“noo! i’m too tired!” you protest while squirming your body around so he can’t grab you.
“i’ll give you a bath” peter chuckles and attempts to pick you up again, to which he succeeded. 
setting you down, he stripped you of your clothes and placed you into the bathtub. you could immediately feel your muscles relax as you entered the warm water. you didn’t want to fully let yourself get too comfortable, because you knew that if you did you would most likely fall asleep. 
“just relax pretty girl. let me take care of you” peter said as if he read your mind. 
“thank you petey” you said before complying and letting go. you could feel him begin to massage your muscles, giving him moans of approval as he went over the knots in your back. 
“feels that good, huh?” peter whispered in your ear smugly, earning a laugh from the both of you.
he continued to wash your hair, giving you a scalp massage in the process. he brushed out all the knots and moved on to scrubbing your body.
“you’re so pretty.” peter said quietly with so much adoration in his eyes as he took you out of the tub and dried you off.
“not as pretty as you” you giggled lightly with droopy eyes, ready to fall asleep at any given moment.
“alright pretty girl, let’s get you to bed before you knock out in here” peter smiled while finishing putting on your clothes for you and carrying you onto your bed.
“thank you so much for this pete. i really appreciate you.” you thanked while snuggling yourself into his chest.
“anything for my princess. however, i am expecting a full-blown spa day after i get home from my spiderman duties soon.” peter joked as the two of you let out small laughs.
“alrightttt, it’s time for bed.”
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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✏️ sorry I didn't have that pencil thingy
Peter making heart eyes at the reader when she's talking about she's passionate about 🥺👉👈
Jajzjsjs issok, love how you always request first 😘😘
Wonder -> Peter Parker x Reader
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He could feel a smile creep on his face, a fist held under his chin as he looked at the sight in front of him.
"-and that's Orion! Did you know he was the only male hunter within the hunters of Artemis?" You said with wonder, pointing at the astrology book in front of you as you blabbed on random facts of Greek mythogy and stars.
Honestly, Peter had stopped listening after the first few minutes, too entranced by the sway of your hair and your tiny laughter and movements of your hand-
"Peter! You're not listening again." You whine, pouting when he snapped out of his brain.
"What? No baby I'm totally listening!" He defended, laughing when you flopped in his arms, biceps automatically wrapping around your shoulders, like it was a reflex.
"Uh-huh. Sure, what was I saying right now then?" You ask, turning around so you were face to face, noses touching. You could feel his breath on you, a smile creeping up your own face as you bit your lips.
You didn't have it in you to be mad at the adorable boy with actual heart eyes in front of you. Running your fingers through the ungelled curls, you lean forward to steal a kiss.
"You said, that you really love your amazing and smart boyfriend?" He said, his answer more of a question filled with mischief that made your heart flutter.
"Mmhm. That's exactly what I said." You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck, straddling his lap as you giggled at the sensation of his thumb rubbing your waist from under your shirt.
"Told you I was listening." He grinned, pecking your lips and throwing you on the bed, hovering over your frame.
"Peter!" You shrieked, laughing as he tickled your waist, reaching up to your underarms and peppering your entire face with tiny kisses.
Yeah, you didn't think you could be mad at him for long.
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Sleepover blurb!
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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Congrats on 1k! So happy for you! 💕💕💕 how about 🍦with peter and reader with prompt 47 from list A?
Sjdjjsjf omg thank you so much!!!!
47) Person A is sitting on Person B’s lap and tries to kiss them but B is busy and A is sad and moves to get up but B grabs their hips and pulls them back, kissing them, and lets A cuddle into them
Warning: mentions of online classes 😥
Sleepover blurb- Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
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You wouldn't say you were the type to be clingy. You were often busy yourself, with classes online and lab work with your dad and boyfriend.
You were lucky to have Peter stay over at the tower, as a precaution since May started working more late night shifts. He practically stayed at the tower.
More often than before though, your dad had been stealing your Peter time, taking him to his and Bruce's lab more than usual.
You didn't find that behaviour any unusual, but it still bummed you that you only got to see Peter during dinner and if you were lucky, in the zoom icon (no one needs to know that whenever that happened, his face took up your entire screen).
"Did you notice that dad's been hanging out with Peter more than before?" You ask Wanda, breathing over her shoulder to look at what she was doing.
She hummed, swirling her hands and doing the red glowy thing she did whenever she was deep in thought.
Sighing, you pushed yourself off the couch, opting to finish her half empty coffee mug instead. She didn't seem to notice anyway.
"FRI, is he in the lab?" You ask the AI instead, treading towards the lab anyway.
"Mister Parker is in boss' lab, do you need me to alert him of your presence?" She said.
"No thank you FRI," you muttered, waving your hand at the ceiling, "is dad there?"
"Boss is currently in Miss Potts' room-"
"-Yeah enough information please."
Scrunching your nose, you did a quick retina scan, looking as the glass door slid open with a whoosh. Smiling to yourself, you walked towards his hunched figure, making sure to walk quietly.
He still hasn't noticed You, too immersed in whatever project he was working on. Folding your hands behind your back, you smiled mischievously, walking on your tip toes.
Making sure he wasn't working on something that could potentially explode, you noticed his headphones, sliding them off his head.
"Guess who?" You snickered, laughing as he jumped, startled by your presence.
"Wha- Y/N! Jesus you scared me." He said, shaking his head as he placed the screwdriver on the table.
"What are you doing?" You asked, sitting on the counter, cluttered with working tools.
"My webshooters." He said absentmindedly, splitting them open.
Pouting, you swing your legs to get his attention, nudging his chair with your foot. You could see him smirking, but he was still looking down.
"Will you show me how to fix them?" You ask, hoping to get a reaction from him. When he didn't say anything, you climbed off the counter, standing next to him.
"You already know how to fix them Y/n/n."
"No I don't."
Keeping one foot down, you straddled his lap, making him drop his instruments in surprise.
Leaning forward to kiss him, your eyes widened when he pulled back, leaning as behind as possible in his spinny chair.
Grunting, you leaned forward again, scowling at his grinning face.
"Aww this is what you get for disturbing me." He snickered, holding your waist as you huffed.
"Disturbing you? All you do after class is hang out with my dad! It's like I never get to meet you anymore!"
"Baby you could've just said that. I'm sure mister Stark would understand." He smiled, tucking a strand of your hair.
"He wouldn't understand. He's taking up all my Peter time." You said, playing with his fingers.
You saw him smile as you did so, completely aware of your obsession with his fingers. His breath fanned your nose as he looked at You, his eyes sparkling under the harsh fluorescent lights of the lab.
Just as you were about to get up, he pulled you by your waist, holding your neck as he kissed You, soft and warm and familiar. Your heart fluttered with Every movement of your lips, not noticing your surroundings as your dad took that moment to enter the lab.
"Come on! Not in my lab!"
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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25 and 37 for the kiss prompt!!
Ajdjsjf hehehe Ily 😘😘 also Peter with glasses cause why not 😏
25) Kisses that travel from face and down the neck
37) A goodnight kiss
Kisses for Pete Masterlist
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"Babe?" You groaned, stretching your hands above your head, pulling yourself up from your boyfriend's bed to see him slumped over his desk, "you coming to bed tonight?"
You watched him startle awake, giggling when he popped his jaw and rubbed his eyes tiredly, arranging the rough sheets lying around him.
"Um yeah, just, let me finish this assignment and I'll be there." He said, switching on his laptop that had shut down when he had fallen asleep midway.
"Pete it's nearly two am, you could do it tomorrow. It's not like you have to submit it this instant!" You sighed, standing besides him as you rubbed his neck, wincing in sympathy at the prominent eye bags and tense skin around his brows.
Kissing his forehead, you held his face so that he was hugging your midriff, smiling when his hands wrapped around your waist, his glasses digging against you.
He muttered something, voice muffled by your clothing.
"Sorry what was that? I didn't hear you."
"I've procrastinated the whole week, I need to get this completed before tomorrow or I'll never get it done." He said, louder this time.
Huffing, he went back to his laptop, looking at the document of half written essay longingly, as if wishing that it would complete itself.
Running your hand through his hair, you nudged his foot, making him look at you.
"Move a bit." You said, and wordlessly sat on his lap. You didn't need to see the blush that was surely taking over his cheeks.
"Wh-what are you doing? On my lap?" He stuttered, wrapping his arms around you as you snuggled against his chest, fisting the hem of his white t-shirt.
Looking at him with the most innocent look you could muster, you said, "Just sitting. You won't come cuddle me so I came here."
Shrugging, you went back to your position as if it was the most obvious thing.
"Babe you know I need to complete this!" He whined, kicking his feet like a child, but nuzzled into you nonetheless.
You smirked, your plan was working after all.
"Then by all means, go ahead." You shrugged again, kissing his neck softly. You felt him shiver, satisfied at the reaction.
Pulling apart, you touched your forehead to his, kissing him softly, slowly moving towards his clenched jaw, loosening the tension in them.
Sliding your hands against his shoulders, your thighs straddled his, your fingers playing with his t-shirt.
"Come to bed? Please?" You whispered, looking at him with pleading eyes.
He nodded wordlessly, picking you up with ease and flopping on your shared dorm bed. Your hands instantly went to the nape of his neck, nails swirling in slow pattern as you saw his eyelids fluttering, the sensation of your fingers lulling him to sleep.
Smiling, you kissed his forehead softly, pushing back a few curls, removing his glasses and pulling the covers over you, "Goodnight Petey."
"Hmm goodnight sweetheart." He muttered, burrowing in the duvet.
Switching off the lamps, you snuggled into his neck, satisfied at the soft snores you could hear.
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Fuck I'm single 😝😝🥂
King shit I need this 😭😭 look at him pretty boi ughhh 😳😍😍😍😍
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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🍦- maybe Peter gets back to his apartment after a long day and reader immediately realizes just how tired he is so she starts cuddling him when usually the roles are reversed? Kinda similar to this
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And congrats on hitting yet another milestone! I'm so proud of you! 🎉🎉🎉🎉
Ahhh OMG suz this is so cute ajdjsjf 😭 also I love you did I ever tell ya??? 💙💙💙💙
Sleepover blurb- College!Peter Parker x College!Reader
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College was hitting Peter hard.
It was no secret that Peter Parker was smart, he had a consistent A grade throughout his high school life, even with the spider-manning. And yet, it was nothing compared to what he saw in the classrooms of MIT.
Combine that with being a college student, Spider-Man and Dr. Octavious' part time lab assistant? It was only a matter of time before he burnt out.
("I'm okay Y/n, I swear I am. The others have to go through the same things I do, it's nothing different."
"The others aren't part time vigilantes, Peter!")
You were concerned about him, without a doubt. You understood how eventually, even the 'gifted' ones burned the ends of their candles, and you were concerned that Peter was going to end up being one of them.
You tried to convince him to take a break, once in a while, to rest his mind. But he insisted he was okay. You knew that was a lie, with the dark eyebags and the constant headaches he complained about, he was already at the burning end.
Looking up from your textbook, you hear him sigh as he entered your shared apartment, the one just outside of your campus, flopping on the squeaky chair he was obsessed with.
Folding your book softly, you trudged towards him, his head held in his fingers (you could see him tugging at his curls, the way he did whenever he felt overwhelmed).
Nudging his arms, you held his head to your chest, rubbing his back in what you hoped was comforting. Apparently it was, because he only buried his nose deeper.
"How was lab?" You asked softly, holding his cheeks in your hands.
He just smiled, kissing the inner side of your palm. Standing up, he held onto your shoulders, walking both of you to your bed.
Sitting down, he nudged your foot so you would fold your legs, tenderly keeping his head on your folded legs.
"You know how he is, cranky old bastard." He muttered, eyelids fluttering close as you ran your hands through the curls.
"Cranky old bastard? You're not gonna let him hear you say that right?" You laughed, hitting his chest lightly when he smiled, opening his doe eyes.
Your heart ached at the scene, it was good to see that he was finally letting you look after him.
"No one's here to snitch other than you." He said, pulling you so that you were lying besides him. Curling into his side, you placed your one leg on the dip of his waist.
"Hmm, no I wouldn't snitch on you, you're gonna remain the sweet baby angel in his eyes." You snicker, burying your face in his neck.
You felt him huff a laugh, taking your hand and holding it to his chest, intertwining your fingers.
"Sweet baby angel?"
"Hmm, yeah, my sweet baby angel."
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So... I'm soft 👉👈
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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hi!! i've never done this before, can i request something about birthday with peter? it's my birthday tomorrow and my cousin cancel her plans to go to my house and i'm so sad rn :(( thank u so much!!
✧・゚: *✧ *:・゚ Clearing out my inbox: peter parker *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
A/N: Happy birthday dear July babe!!! ahhh
Warnings: this is shit lmao
WC: 0.8k
Masterlist
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Being the baby of the avengers along with your boyfriend came with it’s perks and cons.
Perks being you they were always compliant to your requests, never questioned your shenanigans and were always understanding of your problems. There were cons too, but the perks overpowered them.
You were coddled to the point where you wouldn't hesitate to call yourself a spoilt brat. You wanted a Gucci belt to spite Flash Thomspon? Just ask and you got it. Wanted a reservation in that expensive ass Italian restaurant to celebrate your anniversary with Peter? You didn’t even have to ask.
You loved the constant attention, and when you didn’t get any? You locked yourself in your room with a pout and the room blacked out. Literally.
A little dramatic, but that’s what you get for being raised in a rich household.
It was your birthday today, so you were hoping for a “surprise” visit from the avengers at midnight, maybe cuddles and a kiss or two from your boyfriend, but it was nearly afternoon and none of them had come to even greet you in the morning. The absence of any of your family left a sour taste in your mouth, emotions bubbling in your throat in a way that made you clench your jaw, clutching the pink teddy bear Peter had got for you to your chest, trying not to sob.
It was partially your fault though. You had locked yourself in your room, asking FRIDAY to not let anyone in your room due to the fight you had the day before. You had shouted at Tony and Steve for letting Peter get injured during the mission. It wasn’t their fault, and you felt guilty at yelling for them, but that didn’t condone them to forgetting your birthday altogether! Besides, you had apologized, didn't you?
Sniffing, you buried your head in the soft plush, sniffing the smell of Peter’s detergent that came from the teddy. You always washed it at May’s, so it always smelled like him.
“FRIDAY?” You ask softly, “where’s everybody?”
“The team is currently residing on the common floor, should I ask for anyone’s assistance?”
Nodding, you wiped the snot from the back of your hand, “Can you call Peter?”
"Affirmative mini boss." She answered.
"Thanks FRI." You smiled. You could always count on her to make you smile. You had quite a lot of memories with the AI, having met her during the downfall of JARVIS.
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"Hey FRI, is she okay?" Tony asked, fidgeting with his hands as he looked around.
"Miss Stark is asking for Mister Parker." She replied, making Tony raise an eyebrow at Peter, who blushed when he saw Tony staring at him, the ornament falling from his grip.
"Has she initiated blackout?" Peter asked, cursing when FRIDAY confirmed.
"Go get her kid, we'll do the rest of the decorations." Bucky said, nudging him to fall off the stool. Nodding, Peter walked towards your room, checking on Steve's cake on his way.
"No funny business though!" Tony shouts, rolling his eyes when Peter shrugged with a smirk.
Sighing, Peter gave his fingerprint, the door opening with a click. He heard you stifle a sniffle, the dark room taking a moment to adjust as he saw your hunched figure.
Grimacing, he sat next to You, silently wrapping his hands around your shoulder as you flopped on him.
"Hey," he said softly, rubbing your shoulders.
"Hey yourself!" You huffed, pushing him away. Pursing his lips, he thought you closer to him, pecking your lips softly as your hand threaded through his hair. Stifling a moan, he let go of your face, tracing your face with his thumb.
"Shh, I'm sorry okay? How about I make it up?" He smirks, shifting you so you were on his lap.
"Birthday sex doesn't sound so bad." You said, nodding your head in a mocking way.
Laughing, he booped your nose and kissed it softly, "yeah maybe later. Come on, I've got something for you."
"Is it a surprise birthday party?" You asked innocently, "come on I've seen enough movies!"
Stopping in his tracks, he looked at you with wide eyes,"well is there any use in denying?"
"Not really."
Smiling, you gripped his biceps as you trudged out of the room, the sudden lights blinding as everyone shouted "Happy birthday!" On top of their lungs in chorus.
"Thank you guys." You laughed, kissing your dad on his cheeks and hugging everyone in the room.
"Happy birthday kiddo." Tony smiled, ruffling your hair with a fond expression.
"Thanks dad." You smiled, hugging him especially tight.
"Alright I'll leave you now, Parker's been dirty eyeing me all night."
Snickering, you wink at Peter as he rolls his eyes fondly, wrapping his arms around your neck, other around your waist.
"Are you still up for birthday sex?" He asks with a smirk, snickering when you punch his shoulder.
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A/N: sorry I kinda half assed this T_T
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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So you're gonna be annoyed but :
Kiss prompts for Peter Parker –
27. 34. 41. 44. 45. 47. 49. 50.
Literally just choose. These are my favourite ones
Heheh I'm gonna chose 41 and 44 (I'm short and I need validation okay?)
41) Passionate kisses as person A is sliding their hands under Person B’s shirt and pulling them closer
44) Shorter person tries to kiss the taller one but can’t reach so the taller person picks them up and holds them up by their thighs as they kiss
Also this is a Christmas fic okay??? (Also I'm in love with this divider sjjdjfj)
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Christmas was a huge affair in the Avengers household- the common area smelt like cookies and gingerbread due to Sam insisting that he bake for everyone.
Bucky and Steve being the Christmas enthusiasts, littered decorations for the tree and the area alike.
And then there was the mistletoe.
Ever since Peter had joined the team, You had been ecstatic to find out that someone your age would be living with you among the other boomers. You had instantly clicked, soon developing crushes and blushing around everytime someone mentioned the "chemistry" between you guys.
Which is why you were suspicious that the "littering of mistletoe" was intentional. They weren't even trying to hide it.
"Hey look! That's mistletoe right there, you know what that means!" Sam pointed out, smiling cheekily at the mistletoe so strategically placed right above your and Peter's head (as if you couldn't see the selfie stick Steve was holding to dangle it above your heads).
"Yeah shorty, it's tradition to kiss under it." Peter smirked, looking at you with mischief in his eyes and his smile.
Your heart fluttered at the thought of kissing Peter, much less kissing under the scrutinizing gaze of the heavily anticipating Avengers, who were practically bouncing on their toes.
"I know the tradition, Parker." You muttered, standing on your toes to get up to the height of his lips. He moved away, lifting his own toes as your jaw dropped.
"What was that? Sorry can't hear you up here." He snickered, moving his face so it was much above you.
"Hey I can't kiss you if you're not gonna come down here!" You shrieked, trying to pull him with the collar of his shirt. The stupid red and blue shirt that clung to his biceps and made your cheeks burn.
(It was a gift from you for his birthday, he wore it every chance he got)
"Parker if you don't come down here-"
Before you got the chance to threaten him, he scooped you up in a go, holding a hand to your waist, kissing your lips with a smile. You wrapped your hands behind his neck, folding a leg as it dangled in the air.
The kiss was everything you could ask for- sweet and passionate as he slid his hands under your shirt, holding you even firmly as he caressed your waist.
Panting, he dropped you on your feet, holding your head as the others cheered.
"What were you saying?' He smiled.
"Nothing. That was- that was good. I'd like to make out again. Preferably on a date. Without these people." You smiled.
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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29 with peter please! thank you :D
Ehsjdjsjf my hand slipped 😭
29) Wiping away someone’s tears before kissing their cheeks and then their lips
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You looked down at the pregnancy test muffling a sob as you hold your hands against your mouth, the two pink sticks glaring at you.
You and Peter had always wanted kids, had even planned to wait until the second year of your marriage, and here you we're, not even six months since you tied the knot and pregnant.
It was not like you were afraid that Peter would reject the idea, it was the fact that he wasn't here.
You looked at yourself in the mirror, your bloodshot eyes and gaunt cheekbones staring at you. Suddenly the morning sickness and constant need to pee made sense.
But that wasn't the worst thing. The worst thing was that Peter was on a mission with the Avengers, had been for the past month or so and you had no idea when he would return.
You felt your eyes burn with tears, wrapping up the stick in toilet paper before discarding it in the bin. You wiped your face, sniffling as you made way through the apartment.
Picking up the phone, you puffed your cheeks before biting the bullet and dialing his number. You knew the chances of him picking the phone were slim to none, but you were elated when he picked it.
"Babe we're done with the mission and I'm just on my way to the apartment, do you want me to get you something? I'll quickly swing to the tower-"
"I'm pregnant." You said, cutting his rambling short. Your heart thudded with anticipation when you were met with a defending silence from his side, your stomach churning with much more than morning sickness.
"You-you're what?" He squeaked. You could hear him shuffling, the voices of the others in the background as he silenced them, "come again?"
"I'm pregnant, Peter." You said softly, convinced that he was mad at You, "I'm sorry I'm so fucking sorry please don't be mad! I know you said two years-"
"- hey, hey I'm not mad at you okay? Why would I be mad? Besides, two to tango remember? And there's nothing to be mad Holy fucking shit I'm going to be a dad okay I'm panicking now WOW."
You snorted when you heard him scream delicately, sniffing the tears away.
"Hey kid, it's me Tony, uh your husband is kind of panicking right now but he'll be back soon, in about a minute, I'm flying the kid," you heard Tony say, nearly wheezing when you heard the thrusters and Peter rambling," jeez stay still! I'm talking to your wife cause you dropped your phone! Okay anyway, congrats sweetheart!"
"Thank you Mr. Stark." You smiled, hanging up and holding your phone close to your chest.
You soon heard a knock on your door, nearly sprinting to open it. You were met with your husband's grinning face as his mentor stood behind him, awkwardly waving at you.
"Uh I'll go my merry way now. Take care kid." Tony smiled, flying towards the hovering quinjet in his suit.
Closing the door, you giggled when you saw Peter, holding his face in your hands, "hi."
"Hi." He sniffed. You saw tears appear in his eyes, one sliding down his face as his nose reddened.
"Why are you crying baby?" You asked, wiping away the stray year with your lips as you kissed each side of his cheekbones.
"We're going to be parents." He sniffed, biting his lips as he scooped you in, kissing your lips as he carried you bridal style.
"We are babe." You giggled, holding against his shoulder as you pecked his lips, "But first you have to bathe, you smell like a teenager."
"But I don't wanna!" He groaned, dropping you gently on your bed, hovering over you with a grin.
"Nope. You're not kissing me until you bathe!" You snorted, pushing him off you.
"Fineee! But after that we're kissing the whole night!"
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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Can you do 31 and 40?
Y'all want to victim blame me eh? Jk jk ily ANYWAYS. This got a little out of hand. Okay this turned into crack😎
Ps. This is the last fic I'm posting this year. Requests are C L O S E D ☺
31) Lips brushing against each other’s briefly, unsure of whether or not to kiss, before someone finally connects in a deep kiss
40) A kiss post break-up that neither was expecting but both needed
Warnings: rough making out (like soo rough oof- ft. A shitty frat party) (Peter and Reader are in college)
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To say that you missed Peter would be an understatement. You missed him terribly. Every second of the day, every object you saw, every shop you passed- everything reminded you of him.
Even the fucking Billie Eilish song playing in this stupid party reminded you of him. Still, you couldn't help but bop your head to the beat of the blatant murder song, sipping at the only non alcoholic drink in the party.
Tapping your foot, you saw him standing across the room, talking animatedly with his best friend. He looked pretty happy for someone who had just gone through a break up of a three year, seven months and thirteen and a half day relationship.
Taking another sip, you glared at his hoodie clad figure, smirking satisfactorily when he met your eyes. You saw blush creep up his cheeks and neck, feeling as smug as you could with the smell of sweat and alcohol mixed in the air.
"You still haven't told me why you broke us up." You said, twirling a strand of your hair. Shifting on the couch as much as you could without the other stoned bodies coming your way, you lifted your solo cup of (non) alcoholic drink to your face, only to realise that you had finished it hours ago and were just using it as an excuse to shield your face.
"I told You, I don't love you anymore." He said, face somewhat deadpan, but this eyes were a different story.
Peter's eyes were an open book, something that would inevitably end up in his demise. Like right now.
"You're lying. Since when do you lie to me Peter?" You asked softly, ignoring the thruming of your heart as you scooted closer to him. You watched his breath hitch, his ears turning a pretty shade of red as he brought a hand to your thigh.
You let him rub it, enjoying the rush his touch brought. You missed this, missed the late night cuddles and study sessions turning to make out sessions.
"I'm not lying. I don't lie."
"But this time you are. You're lying I can see it in your fucking eyes! I can see it in your fucking face, you're a liar, Peter Parker!" You hissed. You saw him wince, take a deep breath and turn towards you. His mouth gaped like a fish out of water, unable to take a breath enough to satisfy his starving lungs.
"Listen, I don't have time for this alright? Just-"
You cut him off with your lips on his, both of you taken by surprise at your action. Your heart thudded in your chest, bright lights blaring like sirens in your head as you flew away from each other.
And then, next thing you know, your hands were in his hair, your clothes were in his room. You knew this wouldn't last forever, but this, this felt familiar. His warm hands rubbing your skin, his hot breath caressing you with utmost care.
This was your Peter. Peter Parker, resident genius and hottie, president of the book club and a player of hearts. You didn't mind spending your night with him.
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You woke up with the sudden lights of the morning sun hitting your eyelids in a quite cliche way. Stretching your limbs, you huffed a breath, groping for your clothes, only to come across Peter's plaid shirt™.
You smiled when you remembered how much flustered Peter would get every time you wore his clothes.
Deciding to mess with him again, you quickly put on his discarded sweats and the plaid shirt™, leaving the top two buttons undone so that your collarbones were exposed.
Walking towards the door, you furrowed your brows as you heard another sound, a male. Probably Peter's roommate or something.
Shrugging to yourself, you clicked the door open, tensing when you heard a silence overtake the banter going on previously.
Sneaking a peak, you popped your head out of the door, only to widen your eyes when you saw Tony freaking Stark standing by your ex boyfriend's door.
"You're Tony Stark! Holy fuck, Tony Stark is standing in my ex boyfriend's doorway, is this the real life?? Or it's just fantasy?" You shrieked, nearly slamming the door shut as you tried to make yourself look less of a mess.
"Did you just quote bohemian rhapsody?"
"Didn't you guys break up?"
"What?!"
"Peter, Tony freaking Stark is standing in your doorway oh my god!" Your statement silenced them both. Looking at you with confusion, Tony pointed at You, and then at Peter, and You again.
"If I knew you were having a girl over I wouldn't have come today to give you these cookies Morgan made." He said finally, making Peter groan in misery.
"Tony-"
"Cookies? I love cookies!"
"Hey Y/N, don't you have class in like, half an hour?" Peter clenched his teeth, making you raise your eyebrow, your hand that was near your mouth dropping down as you pouted.
"But Tony Stark offered you cookies, and you denying it was very rude!"
"Very rude? You know what was rude? Rude is when you have sex with your ex boyfriend two days after you broke up with him like it's some damn teenage romcom!" He exclaimed his hands in the air, giving you an exasperated pout.
Biting down the fairly yummy cookie, you gulped, ignoring Tony's frankly disgusted face at the announcement that his son figure has been doing the do, you looked Peter in the eye, keeping a hand on his shoulder and mustering up your more stern expression.
"Peter, sex is cool, but Tony Stark offering you cookies is cooler okay?"
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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18 with peter please, for the kissing prompt :)
I'm soft bitch 🤤🤤
18) Soft kisses on the back or palm of someone’s hand
Warning: blood
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"What's wrong my love?" Peter smirked, his British accent scarily real as he took your hand in his, softly kissing your knuckles as you giggled.
"Its nothing of high importance, my prince, just something that concerns us ladies." You said, playing along his British fantasy.
Your day had started shitty with painful cramps in your stomach, you bleeding through your pants and the whole shebang.
And then Peter had come along, bringing you a whole package of chocolates and other snacks and painkillers, flopping on the bed with you and cuddling with you while you watched a random movie.
"Anything that pains my princess concerns me love." He smiled, pulling you closer and kissing your palm again.
His lips left a tingling sensation in that area, your heart filling with warmth at his sincere words.
"I just wanna cuddle you Petey, you're really warm." You mumbled, burying your head in his chest, inhaling the scent of his detergent. Strong but familiar.
You felt him chuckle, his lips leaving another kiss on your head.
"Your wish is my command princess." He said, rubbing your hands as you snuggled in deeper, your hands fisting on the neckline of his t-shirt. It was your favourite t-shirt, the one with the pizza pun.
"My Prince." You mumbled in a sleepy voice, making him shake with laughter, "shut up or I'll eat you. Grrr."
"Aww I'm so scared I'm shaking. Nghhh."
"Shush I'm scary."
"Whatever you say sweetheart."
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I'm on my period and I want a Petey 🤧
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spideyspeaches · 3 years
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7, 8 and 44 with peter please :))
Jsjdjd I already wrote 44 so I'll go with 7 and 8-
7) Rough kisses
8) Neck Kisses
Warnings: smut-ish
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His movements were rough, hungry and hasty as he pushed you on the bed, not caring of the fact that the door was still open.
It had been a frustrating year for everyone, and now that it was finally over, you both decided to take it out on each other in the gentlest way possible.
You were in one of your dad's fancy parties, sneaking out of it like some teenagers who had no leash on them.
Music boomed in the background as his hands roamed your shoulders, sliding off the strap of your fancy gown.
"Hmm, someone will walk in on us." You hummed, arching your back as he peppered kisses along your neck, sucking on the skin hard enough to leave bruises.
"I think they will shy away once they hear the noises you're gonna be making for me princess."
And that's all you needed to be told before you shut up and undressed yourself and him off his tailored suit completely, nearly tearing your dress in the process.
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YIKES
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