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“Let me just say, if aliens wind up implanting eggs in my chest or something and I eat one of you, I’m sorry.” Happy birthday, Peter Benjamin Parker!

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petertheparker · 4 years

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Tom's Birthday

Breakfast in bed

Which would include Pancakes with strawberries and his usual morning tea

Also a "Goodmorning beautiful" and a kiss on the cheek

After Cuddles and TV time

A plus that wasn't exactly planned but Shower sex

After a bit you give Tom's First gift of the day (a vintage club set)

Which I might add, took a lot of bargaining from an older lady who was hella stubborn

When the weather warmed up a but it was time for Tessa's morning walk and endless showers of love and appreciations for Tom.

While already out you head to brunch

Your favorite Cafe with delicious croissants but in Tom's case quacksons

When you get back to your shared flat you reveal your afternoon gift to him.

A penguin with a button on his flipper (?) that has your voice recordings of love notions to him

This prompts a bear tackle hug

Which leaves you two on the couch in fits of laughter and affection

And maybe a hot makeout session

And if that wasn't enough, you start a ft call with his family thats just leaves him speechful and full adoration for you.

While they chat and catch up you start bringing out his favorite snacks and candies getting ready for the big in home movie marathon you planned

After about 3 hours filled with old 90s movies and endless tickle breaks you break away from tom to start dinner

Tom loves watching you cook

Unconsciously you sway when you cook

It's something he finds incredibly cute but will never tell you because if he did, you'd deny it

When dinner is ready you beg tom to close his eyes so it can be more dramatic

To make sure he doesn't peak you stand behind him on your tip toes and lead him to the kitchen island.

Whens he finally seated you let go "TA-DA"

Tom dramatizes his 'oohs and aahs'

Your best so called " gourmet" meal

Chicken parm and cheesy fettuccine Alfredo

He loves it and compliments eveything about it and how youre just perfect

After casual eating and conversation you bring out the cake

You turn off the lights and light the candles

". . . Happy birthday to you.. ."

A double layer chocolate moose cake with chocolate drizzel

Homemade I may add

Took a whole day

Considering youre a self proclaimed excellent chef just not a baker

"As much as I love this cake, I would much rather have you for dessert"

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Wow, that was something and my first attempt at like a 'blurb' or list type deal 😅😅 haha not very good but im trying lol

Hope you like it !!

Happy Birthday Tom Holland!! 24

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petertheparker · 4 years

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Hey! Could you do Number 25 and 26 with this plot: ,,Y/N goes up to Peter and asks him to kiss her because her brother won't stop annoying her about her crush on Peter and always picks on her because she doesn't make a move and she wants to prove it to him. But then she panics and says he doesn't have to if he's uncomfortable with it, but he kisses her anyway and then tells her he has a crush on her too, and her brother just watches happy because that was his plan."? Thank you!!

⋆ I love your request!! Of course!!! ⋆

25. “Hurry!! Kiss me!!”

26. “You’re an excellent kisser”

Warnings: idk read and find out

word count: 853 short I know

Kiss Panic!

Ugh, that little monster. You roughly put on your converse and shrug on your midtown sweater. I’ll show him. You cast one last glare to your brother and slam the door.

You’re older brother Landon has been teasing you relentlessly for the past 2 weeks since he found out about your crush on peter. You caught him snooping around your room and he found your diary where you basically confessed your love for him. He hasn’t let it down since.

Every time Peter came over to do homework or study Landon would make kissy faces at you and slip little hints to Peter. Earning him a few hits in the shoulder. You shooed him away hoping your little secret wasn’t blown. Peter was oblivious the whole time which eased your panic but deep down you wished Peter did know how you felt and that he’d feel the same. But who were you kidding? You knew he had a massive crush on Liz Allen. That girl is literally flawless and you’re not surprised that he likes her, I’m mean shes her and you’re you.

But apparently, that didn’t stop you from going straight to Peters’s house. Confidence and adrenaline coursed through your veins but vanished when Peters’s face dropped when you said “Hurry!! Kiss me!!”

It took you a moment to even register what you said because you stared at peter for what seemed like forever. Him not even saying anything just made it more awkward.

When it finally clicked on what you just said to your best friend you felt all the blood drain from your face and your heart plummet. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry Peter, I didn’t mean it-i mean I meant it. It’s just that it came out of nowhere and its the middle of the day and oh my gosh it’s hot right or it just me?-”

‘‘Y/N!” you freeze.

Peter’s soft brown eyes look into your deep orbs. Only this time his gaze doesn’t make you nervous, it calms you down. You feel your chest rise and fall at a moderate pace. Your palms don’t feel as sweaty anymore and your face isn’t as flushed.

“Yes?” Your voice is barely above a whisper but Peter hears it anyway smiles.

“You can kiss me” You didn’t expect those words to ever leave Peter’s soft kind lips. But they did. At that moment Peter leaned in slightly, his hands now resting on your hips pulling you in closer to him. You easily lean into to touch and hold your breath wanting this moment to never end and to be the start of something amazing.

Before you kiss Peter, you take in his beautiful features. The way his mouth is smiling at you like you’re his entire world and the way his eyes are shifting between your eyes and your mouth.

You let out your breath and pull him even closer. His lips feel soft and warm against yours. As you kiss him you pull at his curly locks earning a playful nibble at your bottom lip. You continue the action. You become bolder and swipe your tongue along the bottom of his lip giving you some access to him. You explore his mouth and whimper when his grip on your waist moves to your hair and your waist.

When you pull away slightly (to take a quick breath because hot damn) Peter steals one more kiss. You dare to look up at Peter, but when you do. His eyes are filled with only adoration and some other thing you can’t quite decipher but who cares at the moment because you just had a hot make-out session with your biggest crush.

Peter also takes that moment to catch his breath and readjust his hold on you to where you’re still in his arms and to casual hid something. In the process, he states “Wow, You’re an excellent kisser”

You feel your teeth gaze your lip and you look down at your sneaks. You can’t help but blush at his compliment. But the moment is interrupted. “Well damn, you actually made your move” Your brother, here to ruin the best moment of your life. But the feeling of annoyance leaves in an instant because you wouldn’t be where you are if it hadn’t been for him.

“I told ya, Pete she felt that same way for ya” You whip your head to your brother’s comment. “You told Peter about my crush on him?” Your pulse spiked.

“Little sis, you’d think I’d out ya like that? Nah. Little Petey over here came to me for advice on how to tell his feelings” Landon wore a smirk on his face as he gave a pointed look towards Peter. Your gaze switched to Peter and you felt Landon presence leave you guys alone. “Is that true?”

Peter’s head dropped and his voice went shaky. “yeah-uh I. yes” his hand racked through his hair and he adjusted his weight from one foot to the other. Things he did when he was nervous. So cute. “I’ve had a major crush on you for the past few months.” Months?

Your face broke into the biggest smile. “So do I” Before Peter could respond, you pulled him into another kiss smiling into his embrace and he kissed you back immediately.

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That was cute, sorry for how late this was. I had ugh online homework. Does anyone want to do my ap homework??

Anyways I hope you liked this one and enjoyed how I took the request!!

Here is my Prompt list if you want to request one!!!

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petertheparker · 4 years

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can you do number 82 and 99 from your angst prompt list?

Hey, yeah I can sure try!

82 “You just lost the best thing in your life”

99 “Sorry can’t fix this!!”

word count 1.3k

Warnings cursing and feelings

Losing

It was in April. Just another average Monday. The days prior were filled with rain so the following days would be that type of weather where it was just all clouds and gloominess. You didn’t expect this type of ‘incident’ to happen to you. You never did. But the way your heart dropped when you read his message.

Can we talk?

Your mouth suddenly felt dry and the quickening of your heart just made matters worse. All the negative outcomes started to pour into your head. The feeling of being a cup that has to much water in it but continues to be filled.

At that moment you started to spiral. Every hurtful possibility started to attack your mind. Your arms burning at your grasp due to your nails digging into you. You felt a deep pit of despair start to rise. Each feeling of Anxiety, fear, and even hopefulness consumed you. Every breath you took felt jagged and constrained. Each feeling sitting on your lungs. squeezing at every inhale and release.

A familiar ping brought you back to reality.

Meet me at Forest Park.

You didn’t even reply and yet you still went. During your walk there you calmed down your breathing and even thought about the possibility where it wasn’t even going to be a bad conversation. it could just be another meetup or even a surprise of some sort. yeah.

The last time peter acted like this was when you got accepted into Cornell University and all your close friends threw you a party to congratulate you. Peter being himself couldn’t keep secrets so he distanced himself from you keeping all interactions short afraid he might ruin the surprise. But what you didn’t know then was that you were completely and utterly wrong.

When you finally got to the center of the park your mind started to wander to all the past dates you and Peter when on in this park. The picnic under the great oak tree. Ice cream and bicycling riding. Duck feeding near the pond. Your breath hitched and the tears you’ve been suppressing started to surface. But you put your brave face on and smiled.

It’d be about ten more minutes until Peter uttered those dreadful words. At that point, any emotions that you locked away came bursting out like a blown up dam. You remember not talking at first but you remember the painful look upon his face telling you he didn’t mean it but he still walked away. He walked away. You feel to the ground ignoring the sharp pain in your knees and cried. Cried until there were no more tears no more emotions no more anything. But one single thought. You just lost the best thing in your life

It wouldn’t be until 6 months later that you’d see Peter again. It was your week visiting home from Cornell. You spent that time catching up with your old friends. talking about your new collage, dorms, and friends. MJ especially avoided the topic of new boys. Considering the last encounter with them left you with her at your house every day for 2 weeks comforting you and being your shoulder to cry on.

During the last day of your visit, Betty insisted that the three of you go to a party one of her frats were throwing. Due to popular demand, aka Betty’s constant nagging about it you finally caved. She thought it was the perfect opportunity for you to get back out there but not completely. Just try to talk to some new people even though you probably were;t going to see any of them ever again.

She also insisted on dressing up for the occasion. You didn’t fight her on it just went along. You ended up showing up with some casual dark wash jeans and a black long-sleeved cropped shirt with a deep v-neck. Betty with a shirt mini skirt and crop top and MJ with black skinny jeans a red shirt and a denim jacket.

Betty was the first to get you all drinks and find an attractive looking guy to dance with. Leaving you and MJ to talk in the corner. After about ten minutes MJ left you to find the bathroom finding all this a bit too cliche in her opinion. Keeping to yourself you walked to the kitchen and poured yourself another drink.

You then felt your body shiver with goosebumps feeling as if someone was staring at you. It was an odd feeling that you couldn’t push away. Your ears started to get hot and your stomach started to spin. You didn’t dare look around you just downed your drink feeling the burning sensation as it went down your throat. You placed your cup on a random counter and pushed pasted all the dancing bodies and intoxicated individuals until you were in the backyard.

You didn’t realize how hot you have gotten until the brisk October air flushed around your exposed skin. It felt nice to get out of there anyway. The aroma started to feel stuffy and suffocating. what am I even doing here? The nagging thought racked your brain until you felt someone’s presence behind you.

You turned around and faced a pair of familiar chocolate brown eyes you wished you would never see again. But here they were, here he was. In the flesh. Holding two red solo cups filled with kool-aid? Your gazed wondered from his eyes to his body and then back up. Peter now looking nervous since you just checked him out.

“Hey Y/N-”

“No”

“what?”

“I said, Peter, No”

You looked into his eyes knowing yours started to fill with fire and rage. “You don’t get to talk to me after what you did” Even with all the hate in the world in your gaze your voice couldn’t stop from cracking and your eyes to well up ruining whatever eye makeup you had on. But that didn’t matter now. All you could focus on was his scared and hurt face and the heaving of your chest.

“I just wanted to say that I-I’m sorry and-”

“Are you fucking serious?” you threw your hands up and peter took a step back. feeling the anger radiating off you. Suddenly not feeling the crisp October air.

“Sorry can’t fix this!!” you pointed between you and him tears now pouring down your face.

“You, you Peter Benjamin Parker hurt me more than words can describe. And you didn’t even tell me why.” At this point your screaming at him gaining some attention from some onlookers.

“I loved you, and you want to know what you did?” Peter looked down at his sneakers and avoided your gaze knowing that whatever you said next was true. “huh, you ripped my heart out of my chest and ripped it apart and expected me to be fine afterward.” Your voice spat pure venom but your face read extreme hurt and betrayal.

“I never want to see you ever again, if you see me don’t talk to me, don’t look at me, don’t even fucking think about me. You are a coward” Your voice cracked and your breathing quickened as you spoke down to him. Peter, the boy you once loved, the boy you thought was yours forever. The boy that broke you completely.

As you regain some of your composure you grabbed one cup from Peter’s hand grazing him only slightly, and you poured it on him. The red cool liquid littered all over his face and brown locks. You stared him down the whole and time and did it again with the second cup. Peter knew he deserved it.

“I hate you, and I hope I never cross paths with you again and I worry for the next girl you hurt”

There would be no other girl, he only wanted you and you made it very clear to him that you wanted nothing to do with him. But he wouldn’t stop trying. He would love you from afar even though you would never love him like you once did.

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sorry I haven’t posted in months, I have so many drafts but not the confidence to post, to me my writings need work but the messages from you guys keep me going. and wow, that was sad, it is currently 23:48 but hoped you enjoyed it!!! If you want more request just send me an ask and I’ll do my best to answer that request!!! use my Prompt list!!

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petertheparker · 4 years

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Guy in the chair. Come on!

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petertheparker · 4 years

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We’re gonna be okay

:(

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petertheparker · 4 years

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I have a plan. Okay, first, I sit next to MJ on the flight. Second, I’m gonna buy a dual headphone adapter and watch movies with her the whole time. Okay. Three, when we go to Venice, Venice is super famous for making stuff out of glass, right? True. So, I’m gonna buy her a Black Dahlia necklace, because her favorite flower is the Black Dahlia, because of, well… The murder. The murder. Four, when we go to Paris, I’m gonna take her to the top of the Eiffel Tower, give her the necklace… Oh! And then five, I’m gonna tell her how I feel…And then six, hopefully she tells me she feels the same way.

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a little sad

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petertheparker · 4 years

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New Years [One-Shot]

Pairings: Peter Parker x FReader

Summary: It’s New Years and anything can happen

Suggested song: All These Things That I’ve Done ~ The Killers

Just another party. Just another party.

You bring your drink closer to your chest trying to push through the crowd of dancing people. You get bumped a few times while ignoring the few males that approach you. It was so fucking hot in here. How did you even end up here? Oh yeah, your boyfrien- your ex-boyfriend decided to break up with you hours earlier. He declared that since it was going to be a new year he needed to be a new him. Asshole. You didn't think drinking your sadness would be the right move tonight so you texted your friend Jenny that you’d make that party she invited you to. The party that you declined to hang out with Joseph tonight. Fuck em’.

Now, now you regret even going. Sweaty bodies and drinking adults, yeah fun. You pull down your dress trying to avoid any interaction with anyone. You scan the room occasionally glancing at some people you know from university. You gave a few a casual nod of acknowledgment but that’s all the socializing you’ll probably be doing tonight. You down the rest of your soda and place the cup on some table and pull your leather jacket back on. Might as well go home.

You start to head towards the door until “Y/N!” You whip your head around searching for the person that called your name. You sweep through the faces of the sea of people and finally land on Peter. He flashes you his pearly whites once you spot him. He’s wearing a casual white fitted t-shirt and dark wash jeans. He looks a bit flushed but you don't blame him.

You just stand there a bit stunned. Yes, you guys have a few classes together here and there but you aren’t very close. Besides a few hi’s and some conversations through mutual friends. I mean, are we friends?

He walks to you and offers you a smile and a drink. “Hey, leaving so soon?” He tilts his head and waits for your response. “Uh” He throws you off guard. From what you’ve seen, Peter has never really been so social. “Parties, not really my scene. I just came by to see my friend, and I did.” lie. “So, I'm going” you give a pointed look to the door trying to drop some not so subtle hints. “Come on, it’s New Years'” This Boy. “You should celebrate” He lifts the drink that you still haven't taken and smiles once more. But this time you see that his eyes flash a hint of glee and anxiety, but only for a moment. It’s not until you grab the solo cup that they finally light up completely. And the rest of the hour becomes a blur. A blur filled with dancing, flirting, party games and drinks. Peter made sure that they weren’t alcoholic because you told him you didn't want to start the year off with a hangover which he respected. You were glad that you decided you stay.

You finally caught up with Jenny and talked with her for a bit and then joined back up with Peter. The rest of the night continued on. What you didn't expect to happen was Peter inviting you to sit with him outside on the fire escape. Another mystery that you stumbled upon was that you lost your jacket and you don't remember ever taking it off. Luckily, Peter had his and gladly wrapped it around you.

“Ya know, I didn’t even plan on showing up tonight.” You told Peter as you gazed at the open road of New York City. “Why’s that?” He asked. You scoffed “I was supposed to hang out and celebrate with my boy-my ex tonight but” you suck in some air. “that didn't happen” you try to cover up your sarcastic tone but don’t succeed. You swing your dangled legs and wrap Peter’s jacket closer to you. He shifts around and mumbles an ‘Oh’. Way to go Y/N, you made it awkward.

Cutting the silence Peter states “I’ve always thought he was a douche anyway.” You look up at him with wild eyes. What? As if Peter read your mind he beings again. “He had such a crap personality and in my opinion, he didn't treat you right. I mean, if I was-” Peter stopped mid-sentence and you watched as his face blossomed a deep red. You push some hair back, “If you were what?” You baited. “If-if I was your boyfriend” He fumbled with his hands. “I would not talk shit behind your back. . .” you scooted closer. “Not compare you to other girls. . .” He looks up at you and brushes some hair out of your face. “Instead, I wo-I would love you unconditionally. . .” your gaze shifted between his eyes and his lips. “And I would never. . .” In the background, you could hear the loud chants of the start of the count down. “Ever” 7. . .6 . . .5 “hurt you”

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You looked at Peter once last time, smiled, and leaned in.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR

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