#tobey!peter

[bowieandqueen11]

Tobey!Peter Parker Dating A Plus Size Reader Would Include...

Request: Hello! I know I sent requests for "random request go!" so feel free to ignore me. I was just wondering - I was reading again your Spider-Man stuff (cause it is FANTASTIC <3 ) and I saw that in your note to "Andrew!Peter x Plus Size!Reader" you said that if anybody would ever want to, you'd be willing to write Tobey!Peter x Plus Size!Reader too. I was wondering if that's still the case. Cause if yes, I'd love to see it one day! No pressure of course, you can skip it if you want! Have a great day!

Oh my gosh lovely of course I will thank you so much, I didn't think anyone actually read those notes aha but I'm so happy you did!! Between Across the Spiderverse (which I still haven't seen yet I'm so slow!) and the Insomniac Spiderman trailer I am being well fed :)

Warning: mentions of blood/injury!

(I do not own Spider-Man or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @fmribeiro01.)

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I'm not joking even THINKING about this as a concept is making me squeal because like?? Tobey Peter?? Omg. Absolutely adores you. 24/7, non stop heart eyes motherfcker. Be ready for him to give you looks of such gut wrenching love and vulnerability that you'll just want to squish his cheeks together and kiss his forehead like the puppy he is.

You were 100% Peter's childhood crush, no question asked. You were always invited around to Peter's birthday parties, where the two of you would be thick as thieves for the whole night. Even poor exasperated Harry would find it oddly adorable when it was time to give Petey his cake, and he would bashfully pull out the chair beside him at the table for you to scoot onto. He thought he was so slick, bless his heart, when he reached over to fix your wonky party hat with his tiny shaking fingers, or shyly looked over at the rim of uneven frosting towards you when Aunt May carried out the homemade cake and told him to make a wish. You were always the last one to be picked up, despite living right next door: Ben, the sly old fox, could see how enamoured Peter was. How he had the firmest grip he had ever seen his nephew squeeze out around your arm, and how Peter stood holding the present you had given him in his other hand, not even noticing it because he was too busy fervently nodding and being strung along by every word you would say.

Ben would stall your parents at the door, blocking the way in by pretending to lean on his elbow, and spouting off about whether he was going to paint the living room a periwinkle or an egg shell blue. When your parents finally started to get impatient, you kissed Peter on the side of his cheek and left with a big wave, not really noticing the way he was standing stock-still, his fingers tentatively touching the side of his face and his mouth agape, blubbering like a blow fish. May has never seen him run so fast up the staircase, but Peter's so desperate to curl up alone under his duvet and thank whatever he can think of for making his wish come true, touching the wet imprint of your lips with a revered awe. Eventually, his giggling gets so loud during the night, that Ben has to come out and close over his door so he and May can get at least a little sleep.

A lot of your teenage years is spent with you jumping over your chain link fence in the middle of the night to meet a very anxious looking Peter, whose face quickly grows into a bright smile when he pulls the latest edition of the comic series you've been share-reading out from behind his back. Sitting on the cold tile by his garage, the night would slowly weave diamond dust through the sky, and sparkling joy through the irises of Peter's eye as the two of you stuck your heads together and poured over the pages. Every so often he would have to blink away, pretending he was fixing his glasses because you would catch the side-eye look he was giving you.

By the end of the night, you've fallen asleep, slobbering onto Peter's shoulder. He hasn't moved an inch: as still as marble, and doing his best to hold his breath so he doesn't rustle you, and so he can memorise the way your gratifying weight feels against the side of his shoulder. So he can imprint into his mind how tender your skin feels against his burning neck. It's only when Aunt May comes out to shake the two of you awake from the school bus that he runs into the kitchen all flustered. He grabs his backpack, and says goodbye, but refuses to change his jumper because he can still feel your imprint against the coarse wool.

From time to time that day, you'll peer round the door of your locker to catch him leaning into his, so giddy he's almost vibrating on the spot, which is probably why he's so distracted he bangs his head on the metal top of his own locker door oops.

Lunch that afternoon is even worse! Sitting diagonal across from Peter, you slide into the table next to an already frustrated looking Harry, whose kicking Pete's feet under the table and making incredibly unsubtle raised eyebrow points your way. He's so sick of the way his best friend will spend every minute of his time with you just staring: peering over his fruit pot, blabbering incoherently to himself with ruddy cheeks when he passes you the salt and your pinkie fingers brush, looking at your reflection in his spoon, pretending to stretch his arms and yawn just so he can 'look around the room', which also just so happens to be only the part that you're sitting in. He just wants his friend to be happy, and honestly, he's kind of dumbstruck that the two of you aren't together already, considering his eyes light up like gold-struck dawn every time he sees you.

It's only when Flash Thompson passes by and knocks Peter's elbow out from under him that he finally stops staring over at you. Mainly because his eyes are too busy slamming into his lunch tray, and breaking the bridge of his glasses down hard against his nose. The spell you wisp around his heart is finally broken when the blood starts gushing down his nose, and you have to half-carry him to the medical office. He spends 50% of the time walking there apologising to you, and the other 50% of the time is spent trying to stop his fingers from clenching into your arm. You've tucked him into your side, holding half his torso against you so he can spend most of his effort on pinching his nose, but he doesn't even care that he's swallowing blood anymore, he's so focused on how close he's pressed up against you. The feeling only grows more fervent, more needy, until he's twitching his thighs against the nurse's table to try and get himself to calm down, when you stay with him for the rest of the period to try and wipe some of the blood away. The way you're so close to his lips, the way that your gentle fingers are dabbing so close to his mouth that he can feel his rushing breath brush against your hairs is making him go cross-eyed with how much he's trying to focus on you.

'You know...', you start after a minute, biting your bottom lip nervously as you continued to dab at peter's nostril. 'I have eyes, Petey.'

'I-I know that, silly', he says, his breath coming out in a confused gasp. 'Me too!'

'I- I know you've been looking at me. Because I've been looking at you, too.'

His heart seems to be slamming into the caged cavity of his ribs, and yet everything seems to simultaneously be standing still: caught in a hazy, gliding, wavering dream as you slowly... ever so slowly drop the cloth into the sink, and break through the few inches between the two of you to press your lips against his top one.

For a moment, Peter is so shocked all he can do is widen his eyes, not even processing that the thing he's spent every moment of his waking and sleeping life wishing for ever since he was a child was happening right now. He tries really hard to stop his whole body from shaking, as his silky lashes finally falter shut against the top of your cheeks and he tries to focus his whole attention on the way your plush lip seems to press so perfectly against his own. After a few seconds though, when he hears the clattering of trays fall to the floor and the darkness he was letting himself fall willingly down into seems a little harder to blink out of, he realises the sound was him.

You're worried you've upset him, or stepped too far, or misconstrued his intentions when Peter falls backwards off you, but that's quickly replaced by frantic concern when he starts sliding to the floor. Thankfully, your reflexes are almost as good as his, and you're quick to wrap your arm around his back and cradle his head against your breastbone before he can slam his head against the floor again. He has to spend the rest of the day lying in the office's bed waiting until Uncle Ben can pick him up, but it was completely worth it. As he gazes up at the inane, plastered ceiling, suddenly everything else in life seemed so silly and pointless. All he cared about was rubbing his pointer finger over the wet patch of your saliva still dotted against his bottom lip, his eyes filled with a million bursting stars as he saw beyond the ceiling and into the skies, thanking it for making his birthday wish come true.

The two of you move into his crumby apartment after high school, and honestly? It's the happiest time in Peter's life. Sure, it may be small, and the walls may be flaky and they may shake every time a train rolls past the tracks outside, but every time he comes home to them he's greeted by the memories of the two of you laying against them like when you were kids, falling asleep against each other's heads as you read into the night. Sure, Ditkovich may hound the two of you constantly for rent, and the afternoons may be drowned out by the sound of his friends playing poker a couple of doors over, but they were so easy to forget in the evenings when you turned on your slightly dented radio and made a flustered Peter dance with you across the room, not stopping until you had him held tightly in your arms and he was so embarrassed with his two left feet that he was hiding his head in the curve of your luscious neck.

And sure, you may have picked up pretty quickly that Peter was Spiderman, considering he keeps hopping out the balcony at random hours and leaves his suit sometimes crumpled at the bottom of the closet, but you love him. And he adores you more than anything any universe could throw at him. So life, for the most part, is good.

Honestly, it's so cosy living with him?? Peter literally has spider strength, so he adores it when you lie on top of him in your bed. After a while of just nattering peacefully to each other about your days, winding down by playing with each other's fingers and sneaking kisses through the brackets of your arms, he feels so at peace to feel your weight familiarly resting on top of him. This need increases tenfold after he loses Ben, I think there's something so comforting to him, to know and feel that you're still so close to him, that he can synch the anxious patter of his heart against your own. He's so sweet bless him. he gets so sleepy that his head keeps falling down on top of your own, but he's so quick to lift it up again. He blinks languidly, that honey-sweet, silvery smile shadowed only by the tempered glow of the warm moonlight drifting through the balcony as he tries desperately to keep himself awake, giving his full attention to you.

There's just something about drifting off to the sound of your voice, knowing that for once, he's safe. That he's wrapped up, looked after, comforted by the love of his life. It just feels really nice to be the one coddled from time to time.

Sometimes, you'll jolt awake in the dead of night by the sound of some strange, wistful whispering echoing from somewhere in the near empty room. It takes your brain a little whirring time to realise it's coming from the hand that's spooning your waist, and the nose that's pressed tightly against the back of your thigh. Turns out Peter spends a lot of his sleepless nights tracing over your stretch marks, nestling down your back and reverently dancing his fingers up and down the tiger stipes on your waist. Every so often, he would rub his nose against their aureate lines in a fond kiss, gingerly resting his cheek against your bare skin again as he tried not to wake you up. What really made your heart melt, though, was the way an awe-struck 'wow' would slip from his lips in such a reverential tone, that Peter became so overwhelmed and could do nothing else but leave a small kiss against the side of your leg, dotted by slick tears.

This man picks you up on his scooter after your shift at work, mainly because 1) you are a much better driver than him, and it actually gets home in one piece rather than being tangled under a car wheel somewhere, and 2) when he's super stressed he finds it so comforting to wrap his arms around your side and press his forehead tightly into your back, letting the whole world melt away until nothing but whirling air and the scent of you is left. He always arrives outside your office building ten minutes early, making your secretary laugh when she spots him straightening his best flowery tie in the reflection of the waste bin by the bench outside. He has his best suit on, freshly pressed, and is nervously stepping from foot to foot with a crumpled bouquet of roses in his hand, like a teenager waiting to ask his crush to prom.

Every. Single. Day. You honestly just wait for the secretary to buzz you so you can grab your coat and run outside; you know far too well that Peter either dumps his Spidey suit through the window, or just wears his proper suit underneath so he isn't late. Doesn't matter if he has to catch five buses from the Daily Bugle, or has to 'borrow' his moped from 'Joe's Pizza' to get there on time, he's always there. And he always wants to look his best for you, even though he's still so surprised that someone as ethereal as you would even bother to look his way that he has to shuffle a handkerchief out of his trouser pocket and dab at the sweat beading on his forehead.

It's either that, or Peter scaring the bejesus out of you by picking you up with his webs. You'll just be minding your own business, walking down the sidewalk on your way back from your lunch break, only to be hoisted, screaming into the air and past an equally petrified looking pigeon. Peter does feel bad the first time he did this, since you were screaming the whole time he swung you, but you've settled into a better routine now. You've found it easier to watch the scattered tiles of churches and the blurred crests of building whiz by while you're holding on tightly to his waist, and your feet are firmly pressed on top of his own so he can keep you steady against him. I mean, you might still bury your head into his shoulder blade in absolute terror, but he makes it up to you by landing you down gracefully on top of your office a couple of minutes before you go back in.

The adrenaline from swinging about New York makes the kisses far more heated, and it's always helpful to have a little privacy when you pull the edge of his latex mask harshly up past the bridge of his nose and nearly knock him flying over the cornerstones with how fervidly you smash your lips against him. His arms instinctively come to wrap around you, and even he's grown a little more emboldened by the knowledge that you actually do love him and this isn't some cruel villain trick or high school prank, to open his mouth and press his tongue lovingly against yours. He never wants to let you go, so before he lets you go back to your job he gives you a tight hug, and presses a million warm little kisses in a treasure trail down the pulse point in your neck.

This man literally has like... two outfits, so he's constantly wearing your clothes! Surprise! You come home to find him sitting criss-cross on the bed, face bruised and tired worn from his latest clash with Doc Ock, but your sweatshirt tucked over him and lifted up against his cheeks like a little hidden koala bear. Surprise! You plan a surprise birthday party for him with Aunt May, only for him to turn up after work wearing one of your jumpers! It's just so snug, and homey, and it reminds Peter of when he was ten years old; when you came round to sleepover, and the two of you would crash on his mat after spending so long pouring through and excitedly talking about the new quantum theories in the science magazines he used to buy with his pocket money, Peter would shuffle up beside you. With a sharp breath, he would tentatively turn on his side and pray he wouldn't wake you up, curling into the foetal position. With a smile like dawn breaking through the soft tufts of a cloud, he would press his nose into your shoulder and just breathe you in, hoping he would never forget it as long as he lived.

This man loves to take you out dancing, mainly so he can grin wildly and show you off to every other customer in the restaurant. Every time he passes the waiter, or the Maitre d', he points wildly at your back and mouths ecstatically 'that's my Y/n!'. He legitimately pools all the money he's made from the photography, and from the pizza delivery together so he can take you to a fancy restaurant uptown. He feels so nervous when he gets up with that breathless smile and offers you his hand, but all his troubles just immediately melt away once he feels your hand brush over the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. He falls against you, easily caught just like he was all those years ago. Your fingers feel so soft, so perfect as they slot between his own, although his left hand never stops rubbing over the supple skin of your waist as he sways the two of you back and forth in time to the dream-like lullaby of the string quartet.

#spiderman #spiderman imagine #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #peter parker headcanons #peter parker x plus size reader #tobey!peter #tobey!spidey #tobey!peter parker #spiderman x reader #spiderman headcanons #plus size reader #spiderman x plus size reader #tobey!peter parker imagine #tobey!spiderman #tobey!spidey imagine #tobey!spiderman imagine

[fandomkicks]

this changed my life.

#peter parker #miles morales #spider-man #andrew garfield #tobey mcguire #tom holland #they did this for bisexuals #across the spiderverse #tom!peter parker #tom!peter #andrew!peter parker #andrew!peter #tobey!peter #tobey!peter parker

[funnyincorrectmcu]

Tobey!Peter: I’m begging you, just be cool. Tom!Peter: Hey. Who’s cooler than me? Andrew!Peter: Everyone.

#tobey maguire #andrew garfield #tom holland #spider-man #spider-men #spider-mans #tobey!peter #andrew!peter #tom!peter #spider-man: no way home #lol #yep #i could totally see it #love them #mcu #mcu incorrect quotes

[starrykites]

imagine your f/o and you eating pizza and watching comfort movies when you’re having a bad day.

#f/o #x reader #f/o imagines #eddie x reader #eddie munson x y/n #steven strange x reader #stranger things #tobey!peter #tony stark x reader #peter parker x plus size reader #peter parker x reader #bucky barns x reader #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x y/n #natasha romanov x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x reader

[ddejavvu]

God I posted a whole ask and forgot to mention Peter's name 😭😭😭

Peter's biceps please 😭😭

come order something from the bakery!

biting peter's biceps

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Peter's thumb was moving on its own, his brain completely turned off as he stared at the screen of his phone. He hadn't taken in any details of the past five videos he'd watched, but his eyes were drooping, and his head was slumped so comfortably against the back of the couch that he couldn't bring himself to care. He felt a yawn stretch his jaw, his cheeks aching with the expression as he finally decided to put his phone down, hazy brain leading him to nestle further back into the couch cushions.

He let his eyes slip closed, only hearing the soft click of your nails against your own phone screen as you sat beside him. He didn't have the energy to care what you were typing, normally he'd peer nosily over your shoulder until you swatted him away, but he didn't think he could keep his eyes open any longer.

That is, until he felt a sharp pain in his arm, his eyes shooting open as he slid away from you on the couch. You were staring bashfully up at him, your lips stained with the same saliva that glistened on his skin.

He stared down at his arm in alarm, then back up at you, "Did you just bite me?"

"I'm gonna do it again," You mumbled, already grabbing his wrist and tugging him back across the couch. Peter let out an incredulous laugh, trying to wriggle his arm out of your grip and falling limp when you wrapped both of your hands around it to keep him steady.

"Hey!" He watched as you picked back up right where you'd left off, teeth digging softly into his skin, "I'm not a chew toy."

"Y'should stop being so beefy then," You grinned up at him, experimentally gnawing on his bicep and ignoring the soft hiss that escaped his lips, "Because I'm not stopping."

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker scenario #peter parker oneshot #peter parker one-shot #peter parker one shot #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fanfic #peter parker fic #peter parker headcanons #peter parker headcanon #peter parker hc #peter parker hcs #peter parker blurb #peter parker drabble #peter parker dialogue #tobey!peter #tom!peter #andrew!peter #mei's 3k bakery!!

[spenglerposting]

What if Peter Parker was bitten by a gay spider??

#gay flows through his blood? pulses in his veins??? #spiderman 2002 #spiderman #peter parker #tobey!peter #tom!peter #andrew!peter

[geronimomo-spd]

obsessed with this gif that showed that the og style of the poses was flipped between Andrew and Tobey for some reason

#like the change is way better #Tboey's vibe is more with the tight roll so the tight pose fitted him better #and Andrew was more about exaggerated physical movements in the suit so the wide stance fitted him better #like what made them switch?? #was someone like hold up a minute #i just like this little detail #spider man no way home #tobey!peter #andrew!peter #tom!peter #i love these boys this is interesting

[pbnmj]

also by the way i am always obsessed with how spider-people just click and can work together without anything being said in spiderverse . mcu spiderman being like "omg ive never worked in a team” “how are we going to work together” “well im on a team so i’ll lead us" like that was the most boring way to do it . spiderverse instead saying "we just know how to work together because our histories and lives are so linked, its like knowing someone your whole life. seeing the self in the other. our lives rhyme.” LIKE I LOVE YOU GUYS

#also that familiarity and trust being broken is what adds tension. thats so good #seeing someone as family and miles finding out that they never warned him about his dad dying #like thats way better than a fight going badly because three versions of peter couldnt click #because uhhh (checks notes) tobey and andrew werent on the avengers #get real. start loving spiderman. cmon. #atsv #atsv spoilers #spiderman

[aeterna-auroral-avenger]

Don’t mind me…I’m just thinking about how spiders are naturally talented and skilled weavers and they know how to weave their webs and even make functional, stylish homes and nests and whatnot.

So maybe that’s why Spider-Man knows how to sew his suits. He inherited that trait from the spider and just instinctively know how to weave his suits. Maybe. That’s my explanation for it.

#my thoughts #headcanon #peter parker #spiderman #spidey #spiderman homecoming #spiderman far from home #spiderman no way home #spiderman nwh #the amazing spiderman #tom holland #tobey maguire #andrew garfield

[marvelgifs]

SPIDER-MAN (2002) dir. Sam Raimi

#spider man #marveledit #spidermanedit #filmedit #tobeymaguireedit #tobey maguire #peter parker #may parker #* #gifs #by manda

[aintinacage]

Arachno-Humanoid Poly-Multiverse Earth | @monthly-challenge

#springfling2024 #spring fling 2024 #spring fling #monthly challenge #earth #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #itsv #atsv #miles morales #miguel o'hara #hobie brown #atsv hobie #astv hobie #atsv miguel #miguel spiderverse #gwen stacy #spider gwen #Spiderman #spider man #spider-man #spiderman no way home #spiderman nwh #no way home #tom holland #peter parker #andrew garfield #tobey maguire #marvel #mcu

[shokuto]

Picture this. Peter knows that pumpkin bombs are either

Flying knives

Grenades

Vaporizing grenades

And they're all identical.

He still swung that back around and decided whatever happened was between Harry and God

#spiderman #raimiverse #spiderman 3 #peter parker #tobey maguire #harry osborn

[fandomkicks]

people who like spider-man should follow me <333 we can talk about it together! i’ve watched all the variations of live action spiderman, a few cartoons, and i’ve started reading comics.

#spider man #spiderman #peter parker #marvel comics #andrew garfield #tom holland #tobey maguire #tobey!peter #tom!peter #andrew!peter

[imkindaschizoidontknow]

Stress reliever

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Summary: Peter Parker needs to relieve some stress 🤷‍♀️ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

W!: harsh language, oral (fem receiving), mature content, MINORS DNI

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Peter storms into her room after school.

“Can I eat you out?” He asks, he looks frustrated and tired, the way he asked that question was hastily, almost like he’d been waiting to ask that question since the moment he woke up. 

“Huh?” She questions, she’s taken aback by his words, especially since he was acting completely normal today in school, what had gotten into him?

“Can I eat you out? Please?” He repeats, he looks at her expectantly and she laughs. “Well I’m not gonna turn down that offer” she chuckles and he throws his bag down on the floor of her room, quickly kicking the door shut as he slides off his shoes. “What’s gotten into you? Why do you wanna, well, you know” she questions. He’s never like this, he normally eats her out before sex. It’s never like this.

“I need to relieve some stress” he slips off his hoodie and throws it on the floor before laying next to her on her bed and placing a kiss to her lips. She smiles into the kiss, her heart racing. He fondles with her breast and her hand finds its way into his hair, tangling itself in the silky brown mess.

His hand moves from her chest and trails its way down to her lower stomach pressing lightly. She gasps as she feels his hand on her heat. “Fuck,” she gasps out and pulls away from the kiss. He sits up and crawls in between her legs pulling off her shorts and pressing his thumb against her clothed clit. She gasps and squeezes her eyes shut. He looks at her as he slides her underwear off. She can’t help but smile and bite her lip as she sees her boyfriend between her legs. She props her legs up on her feet to give him an easier access to her pussy. He snakes his arms under her legs, resting his large hands on her waist before he buries his head in her pussy, licking and sucking her clit, tasting her juices. 

“Fuck!” She covers her mouth with her hands and her hands snake their way into his hair, pushing down on his head lightly. He emerges from her pussy, lightly rubbing her clit with his thumb. “Can you believe Mr. Harrington sent me to the principals office for showing up to his class late?” He says as he rubs her clit gently. “Ah~”

“Even though this was like, my first time showing up to his class late in, what, two fucking months! He’s so fucking selfish-“ he begins to rub her faster “F-fuck! Ah,” “And not only that, we had to have an emergency Decathlon meeting because Abe forgot to send in our paperwork to qualify for the tournament this year!” He slows down rubbing her clit, but he moves his hand down to her hole, “Ah, oh, gosh!” “So now, fucking Cindy and I have to redo all of the goddamn paperwork!” He pushes a finger inside of her “Oh fuck,” “Abe’s a cunt, I hope he dies. He could’ve just told somebody else to do it” “mm~ mmhm” “Like, if you know you have fucking badminton practice the same time you received the email to do the paperwork, then you could’ve just told Harrington that you had badminton! Can you believe that!?” “Mm~ y-yeah baby, unbelievable,” he begins to quicken the pace of his finger inside of her, and she gasps, “Oh! Gosh! Peter!” “Decathlon has me so tired, M’sorry that I don’t hang out with you much anymore because of it,” “N-No, it’s, ah, it’s f-fine” he sticks another finger inside of her, “Oh! And also, and especially this, is what ruined my day even more! I was in line for lunch and I decided to buy a jell-O, because I don’t usually have enough money to buy it, but they raised the price by 3 goddamn dollars!” “Ah! Fuck,” “I know, right! I wanted to cry, I just wanted some fucking jell-O,” “oh gosh! Peter,”

He quickens the pace of the fingers inside of her and buries his head in his pussy, his tongue circling around her clit, “and the lunch lady told me that I was short, but she basically yelled it out for everyone and their mom the hear!” “Fuck! Peter!” “Oh, sorry” he licks her clit quickly as he fingers her pussy. “Oh! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” “Cum for me baby,” he says as he slurps up all of her juices, and he quickens the pace of his fingers inside of her, “Oh! Ah, I’m, I’m cumming!” Her back arches off the bed as he cums, hot liquid oozing out of her and onto his fingers “good girl,” he praises her as he takes slows down the pace of his fingers and stops licking her.

“You’re so pretty when you cum,” he praises her as he watches her chest rise and fall, she asks “fuck, how stressed were you?” And he laughs, “did I make you cum that hard?” “Yes! I can’t feel my legs!” 

“Aw, I’m sorry, honey, I’ll make it up to you” he slips his finger out of her pussy and sucks on them slowly and seductively, as he stares at her, “You’re such a slut!” She says and he laughs, “I can’t help it, you taste so sweet”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am SO sorry for that ending 😭 I could’ve done that better but hopefully you enjoyed the rest of it

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#peter parker x reader #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker smut #peter parker x you #peter parker imagine #peter parker #smut #marvel smut #marvel mcu #tom holland #andrew garfield #tobey maguire #marvel

[starrykites]

i just want everyone to know that your f/o will always be proud of you

they would be so proud that you did good on a test if you’re still in school

if you’re in recovery for anything, they’d be so proud of you for trying. they would never be upset with you for relapsing, they would just hold you and tell you it was going to be ok.

if you have a hard time with cleaning, your f/o would be so proud of you for cleaning or putting anything away.

if you’re having a hard time getting up and doing tasks, they would help you and they would be so proud of you for doing what you could.

your f/o is always so proud of you. they love you so much.

#peter parker #marvel #gay #im rolling with the lgbt #dead poets society #spider-man #tom holland #andrew garfield #i love tom holland #lgbt #spiderman #tom!peter parker #andrew!peter #fandom #tobey!peter #dead poets #dps edit #dps fandom #tobey maguire #heartstopper #romantic f/o #f/o community #confort character #natasha romanov #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x reader #natasha romanov x reader #tony stark x reader #bucky barns x reader

[ddejavvu]

ddejavvu's 4K celebration: part 2 - marvel

happy 4K pumpkins!! i'm so so so grateful for all of you, and i wanted to do a celebration for us to enjoy!! from 6/2/6/3 (thursday-friday), feel free to send in any of the asks below!! i'm very happy to be celebrating with you, and i hope you have fun!! (the characters above are not the only characters i’ll write for, just some of my favorites :) )

steven with a v - request a blurb from me! anything goes, aus, kinks, tropes, dark themes, fluff, angst, all of it!

how would i even know if she’s a beautiful woman? - send me a kink and three characters and i'll rank how into it the marvel characters would be!

super super fast - send me the title of a fic and i'll tell you what marvel character i'd write it for, and what the plot would be! (plus some might end up as fics i actually write :) )

tally ho! - send me a song and i'll tell you what scenario i'd associate it with around the marvel characters!

those are the best kind - send me four fanfiction tropes and i'll tell you who i'd want to experience each one with (inspired by that fmk but with fic tropes thing that was going around!)

have fun tracking this lamp - use a random dialogue generator and a random au generator and pick a character, i'll write you something for it!

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #tobey!peter #tobey!peter parker x reader #andrew!peter parker x reader #andrew!peter #tom!peter #tom!peter parker x reader #eddie brock #eddie brock x reader #venom #venom x reader #steven grant #marc spector #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #matt murdock #matt murdock x reader #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #Loki Laufeyson #Loki Laufeyson x Reader #tony stark #tony stark x reader