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gracieparkerr · 3 months
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in honour of my elusive fic update today, here are some tags from my fic that I find personally hilarious
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serpentinespider · 16 days
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this is def just because I have rejection sensitive dysphoria but when people write Peter Parker as *enjoying* being bullied / talked down to it is physically painful for me. and it’s like… shockingly common??
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thereallattehottay · 1 month
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usually would rant on my cf insta story but i don’t want to talk to certain people on it rn so we’ll do it here. currently rereading one of my favorite fanfics for like the fifth time (which is a lot for me to reread) and it’s just as good as the first time.
a soft place to land
by Ink_Vault
it’s peter parker/flash thompson which is a ship i don’t usually ship but for some reason this fic invades my mind and it’s one of the most beautiful things i’ve ever read. i should most definitely go to bed but i wanna keep reading.
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noellewrxtes · 2 years
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bruises
please mind the tags before proceeding.
word count: roughly 2.5k
i'm sorry, it is all just under the cut. i won't be posting to ao3 at this time. i know, i apologize.
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Two days after he turns twenty years old, Flash receives a text:
Happy bday. Miss u.
And it’s a totally ordinary text, nothing offensive about it except for the fact that it had been sent at all, but it sends Flash down a spiral that Peter doesn’t understand. Which is fair, in its own way. How could he when Flash has gone to great lengths to make sure that he never had enough of the pieces to put that particular puzzle together?
Still, he finds himself unfairly annoyed when Peter tries to chip in with his incomplete knowledge of the situation. “He’s your dad,” Peter insists, stretched out across the couch as he speaks through a mouthful of pizza. “I know you guys don’t, like, get along but of course he was going to text you on your birthday.”
But even that much isn’t right because Flash's father didn’t send him a text for his birthday. He sent him a text two days after his birthday and Flash knows that’s because his father doesn’t actually know when his birthday is, but he doesn’t tell Peter that. He doesn’t tell him that his father has never really acknowledged his birthday before now, either. What he does tell him is, “I don’t want to talk about this,” and it’s as true as any of the dozens of things he doesn’t say so he takes some measure of satisfaction in the fact that at least he’s not lying.
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Flash doesn’t answer but the texts continue—one on Thanksgiving, two on Christmas. Each time, Flash’s mood sours instantly and for days, but when he receives a text on Father’s Day Flash is so angry he nearly breaks his phone in two (no happy fathers day?, the fucking dick) and it’s then that Peter suggests in a nervous voice, “You could try blocking him?”
It’s the obvious solution, Flash knows, but he mumbles out, "What if there's an emergency?" nonetheless. This time he knows he’s lying.
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Flash joins the military not long after he turns twenty-one even though Peter tries to talk him out of it. He has a list of reasons why it’s a bad idea, some based in anti-war sentiments, some based in concern for Flash’s well-being, but none that feel even remotely convincing coming from someone who spends his nights beating street criminals to a pulp because he can.
So Flash enlists despite Peter’s concerns and he’s gone for bootcamp by the time his next birthday rolls around. His father doesn’t text him this year, not on time, not late, not at all, and Flash is so busy doing drills that he almost doesn’t notice. When it does occur to him, he isn’t sure what to think about it. He’s not disappointed, but not really relieved either–he thinks he must be feeling the void, the weight of something that should be there but isn’t. He doesn’t want the texts, but he doesn’t want the silence their absence has left him with either. Mostly he wishes the handful of scattered messages had never existed in the first place.
Peter doesn’t understand this either. When Flash mentions the radio silence a few days later, Peter texts back, that’s good isnt it?
And Flash doesn’t have it in him to explain, doesn’t think he has the words to do so anyway so he just types out, yea, and focuses on his training.
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It’s easy to forget about the texts and the cramped, suffocating house he grew up in amidst the explosions and ricochets of combat. It’s harder to forget about the empty bottles of whiskey that littered his childhood home, though, when they start to take up residence in his barracks.
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Flash returns to New York after a couple of deployments with two more years behind him and two fewer legs beneath him. As with so many other things, he doesn’t tell Peter about this either, but it’s probably the only time he feels guilty about it because Peter finds out when he comes to pick Flash up from the airport. He gazes around the crowd, looking for Flash, only laying eyes on him when he looks down to see Flash in a wheelchair, his legs missing below the knees.
For once he’s lost for words, and all Flash can bring himself to do is quirk his lips uncomfortably and say, “Hey, Petey.”
Peter opens his mouth to greet Flash back then shuts it again.
Flash huffs. “Yeah, sorry,” he says, rubbing at the back of his neck. “It’s probably not the best surprise you’ve ever gotten.”
When Peter finally thinks of something to say, it’s a stammered out, “I mean, are you okay?” and it’s just an absolutely absurd question and there’s no right way to answer it. No, he’s not fine, but the fact that he never really has been kind of makes it all seem like he might be, in a weird, numbed out kind of way, but Flash knows that isn’t fine. That’s just having learned to tolerate it.
So he says, “I mean, I could go for a shot right now,” and even that is a lie in its own way because he says it like a joke, knowing Peter hasn’t seen the way he gets with alcohol these days. But then again, Flash fully intends for Peter to never see the way he gets with alcohol these days.
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Peter resents the distance Flash keeps between them. Flash knows because Peter sometimes tells him he’s too secretive with accusation in his eyes and he sometimes grows frustrated when Flash discusses his parents in only the vaguest terms he can. He resents that Flash didn’t tell him about his legs when it happened, too, and that’s even more fair than the rest of it.
It’s not that Flash doesn’t feel bad about it—Peter is Peter and Flash isn’t so stupid that he doesn’t realize he’s lucky to have him, but that’s really the problem, isn’t it? What happens when Peter doesn’t like the jagged edges that Flash has worked so hard to keep hidden from him? What happens when Peter realizes how fucked up Flash actually is? What happens when he decides it’s too much for him?
Peter saves enough lives as it is. He doesn’t need to be responsible for Flash’s too.
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He makes it a couple of months, at least, before Peter sees Flash really drunk. He begins to understand why they call it ‘wasted’ after that because that’s how it feels: like he’s lost himself in the bottle, traded in his life for the next sip; they call it ‘trashed’ because that’s what it is, throwing pieces of himself into the waste bin with each fresh shot, but then Flash looks down at the stubs of his knees and remembers that it wasn’t the liquor that wasted him, was it? It wasn’t even the war. He was wasted long before any of that, nothing more than the flotsam left behind from a crash he had no fault in.
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The texts keep coming, sporadic and unpredictable, and Flash keeps ignoring them.
“You don’t think he misses you?” his therapist asks one day as Flash scowls down at his phone, a woman the military appointed for him, with kind eyes and sympathetic smiles who Flash can’t bring himself to talk to about anything of significance. He’s thought about it, sure, but it never feels like the right time to drop that bomb on her. If he says it too casually, will she believe him? If he says it too emotionally, will she think he’s putting on an act?
He keeps his silence.
“No, I’m sure he does,” Flash answers honestly. “I mean, he does care.” And he means it when he says it, he knows it’s true somewhere in his gut, because the thing is that he still remembers when he was eleven years old how his father had tried to stop drinking. It didn’t last long, maybe a month at best, but when he fell off the wagon again and downed half a bottle in one night, he had sat on the couch and sobbed broken apologies into Flash’s hair, incoherently drunk. It wasn’t the only time he had tried and failed to overcome his demons, but it was the only time Flash had ever seen him cry.
Harrison Thompson, he knows, cares for his son. He just cares for the liquor more.
“Do you maybe feel guilty for not answering him?” she presses, a probing question designed to gauge what the relationship was like.
This, too, he answers honestly, a dismissive shrug and a, “Not really,” and he lets her extrapolate from that what she will.
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It’s complicated, he’ll never say, because the thing is that fucked up people raise fucked up people raise fucked up people, and Flash knows that his father didn’t have it easy as a kid either. It used to be enough for Flash to feel sorry for him, back when he could see the misery etched into every line of his drunken expressions. He knows better now–consciously, at least–but even though he no longer lets his sympathy justify his father, he still lets it humanize him.
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The day before his twenty-fourth birthday, Flash receives another text but this one is different. It’s long, for starters, and far more pathetic than any of his previous messages have been and it starts with, i know u dont wanna talk 2 me but i want u 2 kno i’m not doing well, and ends with, if u wanna visit or somethin i want 2 see u again at some point.
“Are you gonna visit?” Peter asks him when he relays the rough message to him.
Flash scoffs. “No,” he spits before tossing his phone onto the couch.
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It takes three months and two failed attempts, including one where he slammed on his brakes in the middle of the street, two blocks away from the hospital, and fought desperately to stave off a panic attack, but in the end Flash does go. He hates himself for it, but he does go.
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"They think I have a month, at best," Harrison says to him.
Flash hasn't seen him in close to five years. Maybe that's why it's so easy to notice how much weight he's lost since then. His father was never obese, but he used to have a bulk to him, half-muscle, half-fat buildup from a slowing metabolism. His illness has diminished him down to nothing, hollowed out his cheekbones. He looks brittle, like a thin layer of frost that gives way beneath his windshield wipers in the early winter, like any pressure would cause his entire being to collapse. It’s strange, because Flash has spent most of his life under the weight of the fear that the thought of his father’s presence elicits in him; now, there’s not much of his father left to be afraid of.
"I, uh." Flash shifts where he stands. "That's not a lot of time."
His father shrugs, the bones of his shoulder casting sharp shadows beneath his clothes. "I guess not, no."
They stand in silence for a minute.
"Flash," his father says eventually. "I want you to know..." He clears his throat, takes a deep breath. "I guess, I know I wasn't always a great dad. I was trying to--I don't know, it doesn't matter now." He looks up at Flash with a furrowed brow and never has he sounded more honest than when he says, "I love you. I hope you know that."
Flash digs his hands into his pockets and looks down. "Yeah, I know that," he says.
He wants to say more: that doesn’t make it better, or just not enough, but he learned a long time ago to keep his mouth shut and never is he better about following that rule than when he’s faced with the man who taught him.
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 He intends for it to be the last time he ever speaks to his father, but he finds himself sitting in the chair in the corner three weeks later anyway, elbows rested on his knees, fingers interlacing, eyes heavy as he watches Harrison shrink away to nothing. Peter doesn't get why he comes, he knows, and in some ways neither does Flash. All he knows is that somehow, despite everything, he still doesn't have it in him to let Harrison Thompson die alone.
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"My dad used to tell me he wished I was more like you," Flash says after the funeral. "Not just you. Thomas, Darius, Ben. Fucking Gwen. God, he loved her."
"Yeah, your dad was kind of a dick," Peter says with the kind of force that makes Flash wonder how much he's pieced together since they were teens.
Flash feels his stomach knotting as he looks down into his glass of whiskey and he thinks of his dad sobbing apologies into his hair, thinks of every time he bragged to his fellow officers about his son, star of his school's basketball team. He thinks of laying alone in his room, clutching his side, hurting so bad he thought he might be dying and thinking that it was probably for the best if he did.
"I know," he answers, hearing his words slur and hating himself for it but not knowing how to stop, not when some not insignificant part of him doesn't really want to stop. "But he was still my dad."
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There are days when Flash wonders if Peter is aware of how lucky he is to have had May and Ben Parker for the time that he did. He tells him sometimes, and Peter nods his head in agreement and declares that they made for very good parents, but Flash still isn't sure if he really gets it. That he's not just lucky to not have an alcoholic dad or a mother who couldn't be bothered to take him with her when she left. He's not just lucky to have good parents--he's lucky to not have parents that fucked him up before he ever even had a chance, that passed on violence and a craving for something to dull the anger in his bones as his only inheritance.
The growing up is only the half of it; the damage done, Flash knows, is permanent. The effects of growing up under his father's roof haven't left him just because Harrison Thompson is buried. 
He doesn’t think Peter gets it and he doesn’t know how to make him get it, so he says nothing at all and lets Peter resent him for it. It’s easier this way, anyway.
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sadiecoocoo · 2 months
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Hello hello! I’m doing a thingy that I was originally going to do once I got to 100 followers just for fun but I’m impatient so I’m at least starting it now :)
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I’m opening my writing prompts!!!
Idk how long I’m going to do it, maybe a day, maybe a week, maybe half a week, i haven’t decided yet and it’ll depend on how many people see this post.
While I am opening prompts, depending on the ones I get, I will likely only be doing one as of right now. But if I like the idea enough there’s always a chance that I’ll write it later :)
Rules
- These must be oneshots
- no proships, be it incest, pedophilia, or anything of the sort
- you must give me an idea for a fic, don’t just say what ship you want me to write about
- no smut
So what goes?
- fluff, angst, and whump
- could be a ship or family tropes
- cliches
- you may submit multiple prompts, though I’m likely to only do one at the time being
- anything else that wasn’t explicitly stated that was unallowed
What fandoms/relationships?
For platonic it could be familial figure tropes, good friends or found family! Also if you really want to see a ship that I haven’t listed just ask! Any that aren’t listed aren’t off limits as long as they don’t break any of the rules above. If anyone would like something from a different fandom, once again just ask, though it’s less likely that I’d choose ur prompt (try to make it a fandom that I’ve made posts or older fics abt)
Rick and Morty
Ships: Mortycest, Morty/brad/jessica, Morty/brad, Morty/jessica, Nancy/Summer
Platonic: any of the family, ie morty & Rick, summer & Rick, Morty & summer, etc
Ultimate Spider-Man
Ships: spideynova, parksborn, spideypool, spideyfist, spideyflash
Platonic: spidey & the ultimates, spidey and nick fury, spidey and coulson, spidey and wolverine, spidey and stark, etc
To submit prompts please go to my writing blog, @sadiewritingco and use the ask box there. It’d help to keep things organized :)
I don’t think there’s anything else to add… I’m debating on making a poll after the prompts are closed again to see what the favorites are, depends on how many I get and if anyone says if they would want a poll or not
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andraedevane · 2 months
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✨ Intro Post ✨
Hi everyone! I'm Andra Edevane, but you can call me Andrevane or Andy if you want. My pronouns are she/her. I'm pansexual. I don't care if a person is female, male or non-binary. As long as they can make me feel loved, their gender it's a secondary thing. I'm an adult, that's all you need to know about my age. So please, minors, don't talk to me in DMs. You can send me asks and interact with my posts, but that's all. I'm also open to roleplay if you want to! But again, not minors. And feel free to send me ask/DMs me for anything!
【 About me 】
🌸My irl friends: @mustangdemon, you're a great person who always seem to know how to cheer me up, so thank you for that @shoon200218-blog, I don't know how would be my life without you (probably very terrible), I love you 🩷 @sergio130posts, you are an awesome person and you deserve someone as good as you in your life
🌸My mutuals: @mustangdemon @shoon200218-blog @generalallxsanjishipper @destroya2005 @fancychaostraveller @zearay @rexnanorum @salsalada @inkfowl @arrhythmicdesires
🌸 Bilingual. I speak English and Spanish.
🌸 Writer (I finally have an AO3 aacount! :D. The username is the same as here btw)
🌸 Artist (I draw sometimes, but I don't know if it's good or bad)
🌸 Music: I like all type of music genders, except reggaeton and trap. My favourite music gender is definitely BSO music. And symphonic metal. Symphonic metal it's... so beautiful for me.
🌸 Hobbies: Write, draw, read, listen to music, watch TV shows and movies.
🌸 Favourite season: Winter.
🌸 Favourite singer/group: Hidden Citizens
🌸 Favourite songs: Breathe ❣ Fleurie | Umbrella ❣ J2 | This Is Our War ❣ Halocene | Silent Night ❣ Dreamcatcher | Zero Eclipse ❣ Hiroyuki Sawano | To Feel Alive ❣ Tiff Randol | La Vida es Una ❣ Karol G | Here To Stay ❣ Sofia Coll | Mystery of the Invisible ❣ Veridia | All About Us ❣ t.A.T.u | Invisible ❣ Zara Larsson
🌸 Fics I like: Mostly hurt/comfort, because why not? Is there something more beautiful than a person who comforts another person when they need a shoulder to cry on? Crack fics too, because we need to laugh more in this life and be more happy. Villain redemption, because I believe in the innate goodness in people and I think that's what would make a better world. So you can recommend me hurt/comfort, crack, or villain redemption fics if you want.
🌸Fics I don't like: Rape/Non-con fics because I don't feel comfortable with those kind of things. Fics with toxic relationships because what I want in a fic is a happy ending for all the characters, and if there's a toxic relationship that's definitely not a happy ending to me. And I don't like fics with gore neither. So fics with toxic relationships, rape/non-con, or/and gore are a no-no for me.
【 My fandoms 】
⚡Harry Potter 🌌 Star Trek | Star Wars 🦸 Marvel | DC 🐺 Teen Wolf | Shadowhunters 🏥 Stranger Things 🐞 Miraculous Ladybug 🗡️ Trollhunters 👩 She-Ra and the Princesses of Power 🔥Avatar: The Last Airbender | Avatar: Legend of Korra 🦉 The Owl House 🛸Voltron: Legendary Defender
【 Ships I like 】 【 My OTP's 】
⚡Drarry | Jeverus | Jegulus | Snack | Wolfstar 🌌 Spirk | Kalluzeb | Skybridger | Skysolo | Kylux | Obimaul | Thranakin 🦸 Stony | Cherik | Spideyflash | Coldflash | Sladiver | Olivarry 🐺 Sterek | Sciles | Thiam | Briam | Allydia | Malydia | Malira | Malec | Clace | Jimon | Saphael | Clizzy 🏥 Steddie | Harringrove | Ronance | Byler | Elmax 🐞 Lukadrien | Kagaminette | Gabenath | Eminath | Gabenathilie | Movie Adrinette (don't talk to me about show Adrinette) 🗡️ Jeves | Hammerhunter | Jlaireby | Stelija | Stricklake | Stricklakerot | Strickrot 👩 Catradora | Glimbow | Entrapdak | Scorfuma | Glitra 🔥 Kataraang | Zutara | Zutaraang | Zukaang | Zukka | Jetko | Azutara | Makorra | Korrasami | Makorrasami 🦉 Lumity | Huntlow | Raeda | Veesha | Gustholomule | Guster 🛸 Klance | Lotura | Romura | Lancelot | Keitor | Jaith | Krolivan | Adashurtis
Yes, I rarely ship the canon couples. Why? Don't ask me that, I don't know why. I just can't avoid shipping non-canon couples. Maybe it's because all of the canon ships seem like the same to me and I'm tired of that. Or maybe it's because non-canon ships are more interesting to me and they could have an interesting story. Anyways, If you ship canon couples it's okay, but that's not for me.
【 DNI 】
♦️ LGBT+ phobes. I don't care if you are Homophobic, Biphobic, Acephobic or whatever you are, if you can't respect people for their sexual orientation, don't talk to me.
♦️ Transphobes. Everyone deserves to live a happy life. And if someone isn't living a happy life because society asigned them a wrong gender, they have the right to be their true self. If you don't support or accept that, block me or don't talk to me.
♦️ Xenophobes. Hating someone for not being of your country is dumb and it's wrong. So if you are like that, again, don't talk to me.
♦️ Racists. We're all humans, no matter the race. And if you can't respect people for being of another race, don't interact, thanks.
♦️ Sexists. Whether you are a misogynist or a misandrist, if you can't accept that no matter the gender we are all worthy of living in this world, don't talk to me.
♦️ Ableists. Despise or hate persons just for having a disability (If that term upsets some of you tell me) is something horrible and you shouldn't do that. So if you are an ableist, don't interact.
♦️ Radfems/TERF. You can support an ideology, but only as long as you aren't radical. So radfems, don't interact. And if you are a feminist that excludes trans-woman, don't do it neither.
♦️ Fascists. If you are antidemocratic, ultranationalist, right-wing or right-wing extremist, stay away from my blog. I don't want those people talking to me.
♦️ If you support censorship.
♦️ Zionists.
♦️ Islamophobes. If you hate a person just for being muslim, don't interact. Like I said before, I'm a respectful person and I only want to talk to respectful people who support human rights.
♦️ Killers, rapists, pedophiles, MAPs. I don't have to say why I don't want those people intecting, right?
【 Moral of this intro post 】
If you can't be able to admit that we're all humans and we're all worthy of live, and live without being harrassed or abused for our race, gender, sexual orientation, nationality, disability, or another reason, block me.
If you are the opposite, if you are good and kind, if you are respectful, you support LGBT+, and you believe in the equality of all humans, no matter race, gender, sexual orientation, nationality, disability, or other things, you are totally welcome!
I think that's all! So byeee!,
Andy 💐
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thompsborn · 4 months
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okay so 2024 goal is to start posting random one shots more often instead of ONLY posting hb or tbaf. not that i won't be focusing on hb and tbaf, but like, i miss posting random shit for funsies.
i just looked through all of my drafts for prompt fills i have yet to finish, the earliest having literally been sent to me in march of 2020, and would like some input on which one y'all would like most?
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ursafootprints · 1 month
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1. My favorite fic of yours: ynyd remains my fave 8.What I like the most about your writing: you put a ton of thought into your characters; how they handle their situations and react to things. this became even more apparent to me with your side ask blog, because each version of tony and peter are distinct! understanding your characters as thoroughly as you do makes for THE most satisfying drama when you put them in devastating situations c:
liliaaaaaaaaa thank you!! 😭😭😭 That's super sweet and super flattering; I do try hard with the askblog to make the various Peters and Tonys feel distinct to their particular story so I'm very happy that it comes through 💖💖💖
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Awww I'm so glad you loved the SpideyFlash! That one does have a special place in my heart too, I really loved putting Flash in a position where he had to speed-run processing his "I've been bullying my biggest idol for all of high school" realization, lmao 💖 and oooh a little more solidly enemies-to-lovers with identity porn is a great idea, ugh, I am such a sucker for identity porn! 👀
(Also haha yesss re: Spiderio, I am excited to eventuallyfinallysometime finish my stuff for them!)
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😭😭😭💖 that makes me happyyyyyy. thank you for playing!!
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lowkeyed1 · 10 months
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uhoh... i'm not sure if this is for the nosy ask or the fic writers ask -_- 29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend i mostly am pretty honest about stuff these days bc it's easier to keep track of (and right also i guess). but a while back i told an internet friend i'd met up with on the way out to visit my parents that i couldn't meet up with them on the way back bc i was tired but really it was bc we'd had way too much chemistry and i was tempted to do something i shouldn't on account of i was already in a relationship. said friend ended up going on a trip with other friends once i said i couldn't meet up again and one of their friends died on that trip, like right in front of them so. i always feel weird about all of that from about ten different directions. -_- 29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.) how about... the opening of the rough draft of the first part of a spideyflash fic i may or may not pick back up after i finish my current WIP? Flash decided to throw an absolute banger of a 16th birthday party for himself.     It's not like his parents were around to object, or do it themselves (ha ha). They'd planned their trip to Spain months ago. He didn't even say anything when he realized it was over his birthday. It wouldn't change anything, it never had before.     If they happened to remember while they were gone, they'd just buy him something stupid expensive and give it to him when they got back, and expect him to be performatively excited AND grateful. Look, we remembered you exist. We took all of minutes to buy this for you.     So... He'd celebrate himself. And he'd invite EVERYONE. Even Parker. I'm also thinking of a graythrax modern photographer/model fake dating AU but that's really ephemeral right now. we'll see if anything emerges from the mist
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adhdreid · 2 years
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literally the worst idea ever for me to suddenly start fixating on tasm flash thompson/spideyflash in 2021. taking the L on that one
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promiseofthepremise · 2 years
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caught in the middle
part three in the there and back again series
Rated T | peterflash
“You know,” he says seriously, “this is how a lotta boys ask their girls to go steady…”
“Oh, shut up,” Flash shoves gently at Peter’s shoulder.
“Are you asking me to go steady, Thompson?” Peter smirks, pulling on the jacket as he does, slipping his mask over the back of his skull like a beanie. “You wanna take me to the sock hop?”
OR: Growing up on stolen time.
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dragcnbreak · 3 years
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another peterflash oneshot by me because i miss them so much. expect much more of them soon lololol
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Pairing: Peter Parker/Flash Thompson Fandom: The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies) Chapters: 4/4 Rating: Mature Content warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary:
Peter never imagined college life would be that hard, but he was sure he could handle it. Unfortunately, the universe had other plans, or so it seemed when it decided to assign Flash Thompson as his new roommate. Now Peter must find a way to keep Spider-Man a secret, as well as to decipher why he keeps poping a boner every time he’s near the other boy. Easy-peasy, right?
The final chapter is up, enjoy!
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softgrungeprophet · 3 years
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“A rose-garden with bushes tall will grow” - a peter/flash fic
<READ HERE>
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Category: M/M
Fandom: Spider-Man (Comicverse)
Relationship: Peter Parker/Flash Thompson
Characters: Peter Parker, Flash Thompson, Norman Osborn (and other misc. minor appearances)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Beauty and the Beast Fusion, Time Shenanigans, Alternate Universe - 1910s, Fairy Tale Retellings, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, spider monster peter parker - Freeform, Alternate Universe - 1920s, POV Alternating, Inspired by Eros and Psyche (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Blood and Violence, Magic
Language: English
Words: 36,447
Chapters: 6 (technically 5 and a Rilke poem)
Summary:
In the bitter cold of winter, Flash Thompson is transported to the idyll of spring and a quiet manor home to the past, with hints of things that were and could have been. If only his host were more gracious.
Or: Flash gets time-traveled to the past and falls in love with a spider-man.
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mousewithpinkshoes · 3 years
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new chapterrrr (took me a while because im LAZY)
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gwenjoon · 5 years
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Comicverse), Marvel 616 Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Peter Parker/Flash Thompson, Liz Allan & Flash Thompson Characters: Flash Thompson, Peter Parker, Liz Allan, Harrison Thompson, Rosie Thompson, Jesse Thompson Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, more like rivals but still, Pining, Kid Fic, Slow Burn, Canon Disabled Character, Child Abuse, Canonical Character Death, Internalized Homophobia, Tags to be added Summary:
Eugene is 6-years-old. He's seeing The Lion King on opening day. And Peter Parker is holding his hand.
 A love story through the years.
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