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Could you do an imagine or blurb or headcanon on Peter x a fire/emt explorer? Like reader aiding Spider-Man in his patrolling and aiding him and citizens that need first aid. Like maybe like treating slashes, stabs, and/or gun wounds or grazings. (Wikipedia has a page explaining what an explorer is and does)

Hello, firstly thank you so much for the request this was so interesting to write and read about! I hope you enjoy it and I have just uploaded it to my page :)

Secondly, I want to give you a massive apology because I took so long to post it, this is something I’m trying to work on!

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flames, p.p

a/n: Hello everybody I want to start off by apologising for taking so long to upload a new fic, life has been crazy recently I had mocks at school that I needed to do well in and then all of sudden I’m not going to school anymore! I’m going to try and use this opportunity to upload more so please feel free to leave requests!

This is the first request I have done on here and I really hope you all like it, I tried to do my research but I’m sorry if the information isn't perfect. 

Request: Could you do an imagine or blurb or headcanon on Peter x a fire/emt explorer? Like reader aiding Spider-Man in his patrolling and aiding him and citizens that need first aid. Like maybe like treating slashes, stabs, and/or gun wounds or grazings. (Wikipedia has a page explaining what an explorer is and does)

word count: 1k

genre: Just a nice little bit of fluff, mentions of fire

The fire finished as quickly as it had begun, the orange flames grew taller and flickered inside the burning bank building, you could see the the intensity of the fire increasing and spreading rapidly through the gaps in the walls that used to be windows. As I watched cautiously from the sidelines, I spoke to an onlooker who watched the fight break out and asked for their account of what caused the fire to break out.

‘I don't know what happened inside the bank because I was just walking past on my way home, but I could hear smashing and some screams and only seconds later Spiderman swooped in from a building behind me and went straight inside’

I nodded listening intently, as I hadn't seen any of my other explorers asking for accounts of what happened so this may help me later on to get an advantage within the group

‘Then, once Spiderman was in the building, there was some fighting noises and then the place went up in flames, then of course I called 911’

I thanked the gentleman for his time and his perspective and saw that the firefighters had nearly finished scoping out the areas checking if it was safe enough for us to enter the site. The firefighters had responded quickly and efficiently to save as much of the building and as many lives as possible, something that I hope to be able to do in the future myself, as a proper firefighter.

‘Safe to come on in guys, help us scan the area and look for any obvious signs for what may have started the fire’

The group of ambitious teenagers eager to get their teeth into something rushed to the scene to try and find any evidence they can to impress the firefighters, I too was quick to respond to the opportunity however, a certain red and blue flash of colour caught my eye before I could make it inside the building. It was the other hero on the scene, and he appeared to be limping into a dark and dim alley way.

I made the split decision that helping the hero was a better way to help than go and do the same job that 4 other teenagers were currently doing.

I quickly jog towards Spiderman before he could get away and place my hand on his shoulder lightly, trying to be careful as I don't know where his wounds are. He flinches at my touch and whips his head around to look at who was next to him, his white eyes on his mask widen quickly and he untenses as he sees I pose no threat to him.

‘Hey I heard you were fighting someone in the fire and then I saw come limping and wandering like a lost puppy into this alley way, have you got any injuries that I can help you with?’ I ask with real concern laced through my voice. All the other people involved were being treated and helped by the ambulance staff, why should Spiderman go untreated just because he's a superhero?

‘Um-I’m fine really, I was just about to swing outta here and sort myself out’ He stutters on his words, possibly from shock as he insists he's fine.

‘Look Spiderman you're not fooling anyone that you're ‘fine’ and please let me help you its part of my role and plus, I want to help you’ I stop myself because I feel like I’m making the situation weird between the both of us.

Spiderman leans back against the wall with a tired sigh and slumps down making a grunting noise as he hits the concrete and turns to me.

‘Ok seeing as you want to help I’ve got a massive burn down the side of my leg and usually my body heals itself naturally at super speed but I don't think this one is going away anytime soon’

‘Right I'm gonna need to take a look at it, I don't know how your fancy suit works but can you at least make it show your leg because its not good to have it smothered by the material of your suit’ plus I need to treat it’ I ask him whilst I start rummaging through my first aid kit that I have with me that has the essentials for a situation like this. Once I've turned back his leg is exposed and so is the nasty burn that needs to be treated immediately.

‘I’m sorry but this is going to sting a little’ as I apply cold water to the area I hear him hiss in pain and he grabs onto my arm for support.

‘Uh I'm sorry I shouldn’t-‘

I cut him off ‘Hey it's ok you're allowed to be in pain’ I try and joke lightly as I start to wrap the burn in cling film to protect it and cover it.

Whilst I’m rummaging around again in my first aid kit to find him some painkillers to take what I don't see is him examining me intently with a slight grin peeking through onto his mask.

‘Right you need to take these they will help relieve some of the pain, I’m sorry there’s nothing else I can do to help you’ I say as I watch him wince as he stand up again sadness shooting through me as I see him in pain, I place the pain killers in his hand and he takes a hold of them and my hands for a fleeting moment.

‘You have helped me more than anyone ever has after I’ve been injured and I’m really happy you did’ He says with a tone of sincerity.

‘Its ok, it’s what I’m here to do, goodbye Spiderman, you better look after that wound!’ I flash him a cheeky grin and he attaches a web to a nearby building just outside the alley way

‘Goodbye’

Then just like that he was gone out again into the night after saving the day, only this time he was the one who was saved as well.

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Woah what shoot is your profile photo from?

i’m really sorry i’m not too sure i found it on pinterest though and i tried googling it and i couldn’t find anything.

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jealousy looks good on you, t.h

a/n: Hey guys and thank you so much for the support on the last post, I’m glad you seemed to enjoy it. I have wanted to write a jealous Tom fic for a while and I hope you all enjoy this one as well. Remember my requests are open if there is anything specific you want me to write about for either Tom or Peter I would love to give it a go!

words: 1.9k

genre: jealous tom and fluff throughout

I like to think of myself as a simple woman, I like to say that I don't need a lot of things to make me happy, and right now all I needed was my boyfriend, some salty popcorn and a Netflix film. But tonight thats not on the agenda as its Toms mums birthday, she was turning 51 and Dom was throwing her a little surprise party, and when I say little I mean not so little. Tom managed to fly over from LA as there was a gap in his schedule in-between his press tours for Onward so he's able to surprise his mum on her birthday. He's here for the whole week and I’m happy to have him home as it’s been about a month since I've last seen him, and the withdrawal symptoms were kicking in.

As much as I adore Toms mum Nicki, I couldn't help but feel selfish and want to keep Tom all to myself for the night considering his flight only landed this afternoon and I only got a few hours alone with him before I will have to share him with countless strangers. Tom as well being extremely tired from his flight just wanted to sleep and cuddle up on the sofa which is what our afternoon consisted of until I dragged him upstairs to have a shower and freshen up for the main event.

‘Come on love go and freshen yourself up I don't think your mum would appreciate you stinking up her house after being on a 10 hour flight’ I tease, whilst tugging on his hand to get his body up the stairs to get ready, the last thing we need is to be late.

He pulls his bodyweight up and is standing directly in front of me now with a gentle grip on both of my hands

‘If it means everyone has to leave and its just me and you then I might just take that risk and skip the shower all together’ He smirks, I slap his arm gently scolding him

‘You’re so cheesy, now get your arse up the stars’

Toms shower was running and I could hear him singing away to a song I couldn't quite figure out because he doesn't like people hearing him sing, thats why he sings in the shower he thinks his voice goes unheard, however, though its muffled its still enough to cause a smile to creep onto my lips as a think about how much I’ve missed hearing him around the flat these past few weeks and how grateful I am that he's home.

The shower switches off and I pick up my outfit and a couple pieces of jewellery that I’ve chosen to compliment the look into mine and Toms shared bathroom, he's out of the shower I’m sure he won't mind me coming in to get showered, it's not like I haven't seen anything before.

I’ve had my shower and gotten dressed I haven't seen Tom dressed and I’m not too sure what he's planning on wearing, I was half way through my makeup when the bathroom door opens suddenly.

‘Oh wow, it feels like every time I lay my eyes on you you get more and more beautiful’

Toms eyes were wide and were sweetly scanning my body up and down in admiration taking his time to cherish every part of my body. My cheeks immediately flushed and I got nervous, no matter how long me and Tom have been together I will never get used to his compliments and the way he looks at me. He could sense my vulnerability in this moment and came over and pressed a kiss to my cheek, which only increased the blood flow to my cheeks even more. I looked at him in the mirror and it was my turn to admire. He was wearing black well fitted jeans with a white shirt and was holding a leather jacket in his arms which I'm assuming he's come to ask for my opinion on wearing it. He's so close I can smell his cologne, a scent I didnt realise I missed so much until it was taken away from me, his arms and chest fit well in his shirt which he has grown into slightly and his short hair was perfectly gelled and I was finding it hard to resist the urge to run my hands through it.

Tom noticed I was staring and his cheeks were now matching with mine, he wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my shoulder and watches me in the mirror, I lean into his touch.

‘Can I help you?’ I ask as he continues to just look at me with interest despite me doing anything interesting in the slightest.

‘Carry on doing your makeup I love watching you, its just so interesting to me’

I don't completely understand his thought processes but I nod and carry on as I was making him smile whilst watching me blend my neutral eyeshadow. He watches me blend that eye and removes me from his hold and goes to leave the bathroom, I stop him just before as I take a light grip on his hand, he looks at his hand then up at me

‘I forgot to say, thank you and you too look very beautiful tonight’ I tell him and see his eyes light up at my compliment.

‘Thank you darling’ and with that he places a light peck on my lips leaving me to continue getting ready, with enough adrenaline coursing through my blood to keep me on a high for the whole evening.

We arrive at the party, there were lots of people here scratch 50 people there were at least 70 easily, the Hollands knew a lot of people. Me and Tom went and said hello to his brothers, his dad and Harrison and we did the rounds of ‘how are you?’ and ‘I saw your latest film it was amazing’ a lot of the conversation just involved polite smiles and nods from me and Tom talking about his adventures on movie sets and film premieres.

Toms mum arrived, and was indeed very surprised and when her eyes landed on Tom the poor woman burst into tears as she scooped her eldest son up in a large hug as she was glad that he was able to get away from work to celebrate with her.

Me and Tom had a lovely conversation with her as she told us that she had a normal day at work and that Dominic said that he was going to take her out for dinner just them two because no one else was able to make it.

‘Its so lovely to see you too y/n, how have you been what have you been getting up to then?’

The conversation continued for a while until she was eventually pulled away by many of her friends who wanted to speak to her so me and Tom moved on.

Tom was having a conversation with a couple who I believed were friends of him mums when I noticed his glass was empty and was probably in need of another drink

‘Tom I’ll go and grab us another drink, I’ll be back in a moment’ Tom says thanks and hands me his glass with one hand and removes his grip from around my waist with the other.

I meander through the large groups of people to get to the bar where I order me and Tom new drinks, when this man who was in his early 20s approached me and sparked up a conversation. I was a bit taken aback at first but he seemed really nice and interesting. I love Toms work and I am incredibly proud of everything he does however it is nice to have a conversation be focused on you and what you do and not just your famous boyfriends films.

He told me his name was Jake and that his mum was a good friend of Nicki's and works with her thats why he was here, we must have stood by the bar for a while without realising as I saw Tom approaching with a confused look spread across his face.

As soon as he reaches my side his arm attaches itself to my hip again and he introduces himself to Jake.

‘Hi, I don't think that we have met before, I’m Tom y/ns girlfriend’ He holds out a hand to shake Jakes

‘Oh hey man I’m Jake’ Jake shakes Toms hand and looks down at his drink awkwardly as he doesn't know how to play his next moves. Tom turns himself now to look down at me

‘y/n, Harrison wants to come and have a catch up’ He then turns himself towards Jake

‘Do you mind if we just’ He gestures to somewhere behind him not bothering to see if Harrison is actually over there

I could sense the tension that Tom was creating, I know jealousy when I see it and especially if its on Tom, he wears his heart on his sleeve and you can read his emotions like a book, and I couldn't decide whether this look suited him or not.

‘No go ahead of course, I think my mum wants me to go over to her as well anyway so’ He awkwardly picks up his jacket from the stool he was sitting on and his drink

‘It was really nice talking to you y/n’ His eyes flash quickly at Tom and then to me but they don't linger for too long, he turns and walks away with no hesitation. That situation escalated quickly and Toms jealous side has emerged and theres no doubt that its going away too quickly.

‘So what did Harrison want to talk to us about?’ I play dumb knowing full well that Harrison didnt want to talk to us about anything, in fact we already spent an hour talking to him when we got here.

‘Oh yeah Harrison’ He says but he isn't looking at me he's looking straight ahead, his jaw is tightening and his brows are frowned, I’ve decided jealousy does look good on him, very good indeed.

‘Lets not stay for too much longer its getting late and I’m really tired’ He says turning to me softening slightly when he catches my eyes.

“yeah that sounds good to me, and Tom?’ I start to look forward to the prospect of cuddling Tom tonight, something I missed from the second he left, my body now craves to be intertwined with his at the thought of it.

‘Yeah?’ His brows now raised

‘You do know There was no flirting going on between me and Jake earlier we were literally just talking right?’ Tom doesn't look convinced however.

‘y/n he was clearly flirting with you, I saw the way he was looking at you and how he was touching his hair trying to make you swoon’ Toms eyes immediately went darker almost as something inside of him switched, he used his arms as he spoke because he was getting frustrated and his hair was starting to become floppy as a result of the gel loosing its touch. In short he was making it very difficult not to pounce on him there and then.

I grabbed on the the collar of his shirt to pull him closer to me, I whisper sensually in his ear.

‘Jealously looks good on you Tom, now take me home so I can do something about it’

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Yo I love your newest writing it’s so well written. I’m looking forward to more stuff by you :)

thank you so much i’m so happy you liked it! I love hearing what you guys think about my writing. I hope you enjoy my next piece :)

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more than just friendship, p.p

a/n: hey guys I’ve written a cute fluffy piece for peter parker, its longer than my first piece that I put on here a couple of days ago but I hope you like it. It was based off a prompt i saw ‘we both know that we aren't just fucking friends’ I didnt use the exact prompt in my writing but i for sure took it and ran with the idea. My requests are open so let me know if there is anything that you want me to write about and thank you again for reading!

words: 1.8k

genre: big time fluff 

Peter has been my best friend ever since I joined Midtown High, I came in late after moving to a new area, and Pete showed me round and didnt leave my side, I don't know what my High school experience would have been like without him joined to my hip. He introduced me to Ned and MJ and soon enough I was part of the group and was joining them on their movie nights and lunches out on the weekends.

I have always felt myself gravitate towards Peter however, and I think he feels the same we have always just clicked. When we first became friends I can admit that I did have a crush on him, but that faded over time after I realised that he only thought of me as a friend, well I thought the feelings had disappeared but here I am three years later still questioning whether the butterflies in my stomach are a normal reaction to whenever he smiles at me or even does a friendly gesture.

As we grew closer and closer we started to meet up more just the two of us outside of the group to have ‘study sessions’ that usually ended with us cuddling on Peters bed surrounded by snacks and a crappy action film on his laptop that he would insist would ‘change my life’ if I watched it. Ned and MJ knew we were doing this, it wasn't a secret, it just gave them more teasing material about me and Pete acting like a couple.

I became Peters safe place after nights in Queens doing his rounds, it wasn't unusual for him to tap on my window at midnight to either get stitched up (which occurred way too often than I like to think about) or to just check in on me as he says ‘he needs to make sure i’m safe as well’ even though he is well aware that I haven't let my room for the entirety of the evening. It’s not as though I minded too much, in fact I looked forward to those moment in the late evening where its just me and him, all the conversations and look that we share somehow are different, more intimate. Tonight was no exception.

I was midway through getting ready for bed and cleaning my face when I heard the familiar tap at the window, it used to make me jump but over time I think noise comforted me more than anything knowing that Peter was ok and that he was thinking about me. I pop my fluffy slippers on quickly and my feet pad across the wooden floor to my window where I unlock it and let the familiar hero in. As his agile frame slides through the open gap in my window I immediately scan for any possible wounds and once I detect that he's alright tonight I carry on as normal.

‘How was tonight the same old or did anything exciting happen?’ I ask him, like I do every night. He pulls his mask off, glad that he's no longer restricted, his hair flattened to the top of his head.

‘Nothing new unfortunately, ya know how it is stopping the occasional criminal and enjoying the views at night’ Peter holds his eye contact for a little longer than usual when he said those last words and I just smiled back not too sure how to react. He does this sometimes, as if he's flirting with me and I struggle to read him when usually I can read Pete like a picture book.

‘come here then, let's are least fix this up’ My hands gesture to the top of his head where his hair was still flat to his head from the pressure of the mask combined with his sweat.

He rolled his eyes lovingly and couldn't stop the grin from crawling on to his lips as he shuffled towards me, close enough that I could run my fingers through his curls and fluff them up for him the way he (and I) likes them, but also close enough that I can feel his hot breath fanning my cheeks.

Something was in the air between us and it was impossible to ignore the atmosphere that had been created in such a short space of time.

‘Do you have to do this? I’m only going to put my mask back on soon and flatten it again’

‘Well you're here with me now and I want to see your curls, and hey don't act like you aren't enjoying this right now’ I tease him, but he closes his eyes in bliss as he relaxes into my hands. I take this moment to observe him, the bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, his rounds are taking a toll on him physically as much as he likes to admit that it doesn’t. His lips were also extremely chapped from being under the mask for so long, he needs a drink. Peters cheeks were flushed and it was hard to figure out whether that's because of the temperature change in the room or something else.

All I can say is that the boy is tired and I want to look after him tonight, lucky enough he keeps spare clothes here and its a Friday.

‘Hey Pete’

‘Hmm’ is the only response I get and he is fully relaxed

‘Stay tonight, please?’ I ask him moving my hands from his head to rest on his shoulders to get his full attention, his eyes open and it just proves my point that he is too tired to swing home as his pupils are dilated and darker than usual.

‘I will if you want to me too, but why?’

‘Because you're too tired to swing home and I want to look after you tonight’ I give him a small smile hoping that he understands that he's pushing himself too hard and that he needs to slow down.

‘You don't have to look after me y/n, you know thats my job’ Even Pete couldn't stop himself from chuckling at what he said, he has reached a new level of cheesy.

‘Of course it's my job, and don't ever say that again that was really cringe’ I say shoving his shoulder gently and laughing, I stop and look up at him and find him already looking back at me grinning. I feel the heat rush to my cheeks immediately.

‘Right Spiderman get changed, you know what drawer your stuff is in and I’ll go and grab you a drink ok?’ I turn to leave the room to get his water but he grabs my hand just before I’m out of reach.

‘Thank you y/n for just being amazing to me all the time’ Now Pete was the one who couldn't contain his blushes and I simply smiled and nodded as I left the room.

I open the door with the cold glass of water in the other to find Peter sat on the edge of my bed in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie that he keeps here. He was looking down at his phone and didnt see me straight away as I walked towards him and put the glass of water on the bedside table next to my one that had been there for hours.

He realises I’m here and puts his phone on charge for the night, I sit myself next to him and do the same thing. Afterwards, we are just sat there on the edge of my double bed, I can feel the tiredness radiating off of him and just as I was about to turn and say that we should just get into bed and sleep, his head places itself on my shoulder and his arms instinctively wrap themselves around my waist for comfort. It wasn't uncommon for us to do stuff like this but the atmosphere between us has been different all evening and this is no different. Tonight feels more vulnerable, for both of us but especially Peter as I can sense that he's nervous about something that has been on his mind a lot recently. My hand retreat back to his curls where I brush through them to soothe him. However, its what he says as I think he is drifting off to sleep that sends shock waves through me.

‘Y/n, I think we both know that whatever is going on between us is more than just friendship’

And he leaves it at that, he doesn't admit that he likes me explicitly but it was enough to send the adrenaline around my body to give me the confidence to respond.

‘I haven't liked you as just a friend for a while now Pete’

That was the moment where i felt his cheeks move against my shoulder and a grin spreads across his face as he wasn't just rejected. He lifts his head up to look at me in the eyes.

‘Wait, so does this mean that you like me then, you know as more than a friend?’ Of course it's Pete so he wanted to double check before he calculated his next movements.

‘Yes it does’ and I cant stop myself from giggling as I see the relief flood his face and his eyes light up. His eyes quickly glance down to look at my lips and then straight back up to my eyes, I could sense what was about to happen next and the butterflies in my stomach were doing backflips at even the thought of what is about to happen

‘Does that mean I can do this?’ I assume the question was rhetorical as before I could even open my lips to respond his were pressed gently against mine.

The kiss was delicate and gentle, everything I imagined my first kiss with Peter would be like however it managed to shoot bolt of electricity through my veins as I reciprocate the same tenderness, his fingertips brushed against my cheekbones and my hands found their way so naturally onto his chest as if this was a routine for us.

We pulled apart, keeping our foreheads pressed together.

‘It's late Pete, lets go to sleep’

I place another quick peck to his lips already becoming addicted to how he tastes and I pull him next to me on the bed and under the covers. I bury my face into his neck and wrap my arms around his front whilst our legs intertwine, he whispers something along with a kiss to the top of my head. I’m excited for what this means now between us and what is going to change, according to Ned and MJ not much is going to change as me and Peter act like a couple enough as it is.

‘Goodnight y/n, thank you for making me the happiest man alive tonight’

With those words ringing in my ears I fall into the best night's sleep I've had in a long time.

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non-verbal good morning, t.h

a/n: this is my first post on this account yay! I found this piece buried away on my laptop from a couple of years ago and i decided to re-edit it and see if it was worth posting. i hope you enjoy it and i hope to upload on this account in the next few days 

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genre: very fluffy, implications of sex but no smut

His ever so slightly calloused palms caused goosebumps to ripple over my arms, where he was tracing a delicate pattern. Toms tenderness was emitting from his fingertips and the results where electrifying to me. Seeping weightlessly through the cracks in the blinds were streams of morning light, adorning a golden sheen on his glowing cheeks, his hands continued to trail down my body, focuses on every aspect of me with love and gentleness.

My hands took action as I was unable to contain myself, I wanted him to feel the same effects he was summoning me to. They began in his bed hair, his chocolate brown curls which had fallen messily onto his forehead after a night of shuffling between sheets, my hands brushed gently through them, Toms heavier breathing signalled to me that my hands were working, hence they continued. They twirled playfully with the curls at the back of his head and he scrunched his nose in response making my heart squirm, and buried his head into my neck where his hot breath sent shudders down my spine. When he emerged his head moments later, his eyes were closed, he looked so innocent and pure in that moment it made me wonder how he was capable of some of the intimate activities of the night before, when he opened them again the sun illuminated the lighter flecks of brown. His hands travelled, they have created a path down the side of my bare body and have stopped and rested comfortably on my hip. They squeezed lightly, my fingertips brushed over his cheek delicately as if I didnt want to make any deft movements and ruin the moment, he elicited a breathy yet quiet moan to escape his perfectly plumped lips.

His hands, which were still resting on my hip, pull me impossibly closer to him, into his bare chest, our warmth combining. This action compels me tilt my head upwards towards him as I wait for him to say something, anything for that matter as I realise we haven't exchanged a verbal good morning yet. My hands now resting near the top of his chest, tracing my own delicate patterns, I was absorbing this moment, wanting to plaster it to the walls of my brain for times when he's not here beside me. Silence was still in the air, but instead of words, he says everything he wants to communicate to me through his lips pressed against mine, in Toms very own non-verbal good morning.

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