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random-fics-and-fandoms · 9 months

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Happy birthday to this cutie!!💗💗

#peter parker #mcu peter #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x reader #avengers #happy bday #happy birthday peter parker #spiderman #spidey #august 10

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geminil0vr · 1 year

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waitress | peter parker

tldr: it's december 2024; post blip, post may, post everything, and peter seeks solace in a run-down coffee shop across the street.

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content: you’re a waitress in a coffee shop. slice of life, awkward smiles, burnt coffee, tired mcu peter.

This winter feels the coldest yet.

A sudden rush of warmth hits your face, long flushed by the cold, and the change in temperature sends a hot flash right up your spine. Making your way into the worse for wear coffee shop you've spent nearly every night in for the past four months, you're wrapped up in layers, and four minutes late. The overhead lights flicker delicately, tinkling in the quiet. You shouldn't really like Dave's, but you do. It's a way to live. Your way to live.

“Y/N. You're late!”

You pull off your gloves by the index and middle fingers, shoving them in your bag and warming your hands up in earnest, “I know, I know. Sorry, Dave.”

Your boss' eyes soften as you hurry behind the counter, shrugging your creased, fur-lined jacket off and unzipping your hoodie. He tilts his head and scrunches his nose, eyes creasing in the corners. He seems in a forgiving mood, or maybe it's just that now he's a little too fond of you to really scold you.

“Whatever. It's fine, doll,” Dave proceeds to eye the almost empty café, save the regular who likes to sit in the corner every night and gingerly sip a tall coffee for a good three hours. He's been idle company since you first started here. "Not like there's much of a 10PM rush anyway."

“Or any kind of rush.”

“Hey, Gina, what've I told you about mouthing off?” His New York accent thickens as he points a finger to his eldest niece, who's just about to come off her shift.

“Not to?” She smacks her gum and squints her eyes tauntingly, cocking her head to the side. Like this, they almost look the same.

You head to the back and toss your things on the bench, pulling off your sweater and stuffing your phone into the pocket of your faded jeans. If there's one good thing about this place, other than the quiet (when Dave and Gina aren't biting each other's heads off), it's the humidity. Maybe you come home smelling like coffee with a touch of bacon grease, but at least it's warm inside.

You tug down the sleeves of your top and roll out your shoulders. Deep breath, in, out.

It's an hour and a half later when Dave gives you the heads up that he'll be on his way home, Gina in tow, and throws you the keys. There's an easy sense of trust between the two of you these days.

It's another hour and a half later when you cast aside your book, Slaughterhouse-Five, to eye your watch and the man in the corner booth. Always, at exactly 1:10AM, he rises to leave. Places two dollars beneath his empty coffee cup. Shrugs on his coat. Nods you a goodbye, and he's gone. You give him a rather tired, vacant smile, too wrapped up in your wonderings to really see him. You've always preferred a concept to a stranger. You think about whether he goes to bed, or to a bar, or to work, or if he's some kind of entity who exists only to drink his tall coffee, leave his tip, shrug on his coat, and nod you goodbye. You sometimes convince yourself that you're only imagining him in some last-ditch attempt to feel less lonely. You eye the man, a silhouette as he makes his way past the stretch of windows of the café, and then he's gone. You wouldn't have noticed the ring of the bell if the sharp gust of cold that came along with it hadn't brought you back to your senses.

He can't be more than twenty, nineteen at the most, as he blows air into his hands and lets the door swing shut again, making his way towards the counter. You snap out of your reverie, shaking your head and blinking into action as you step off your stool to greet him at the cash register.

“Hi, hello,” you say, nearly too eager to greet a new customer, "What can I get you?"

“Hey, could I get a medium coffee, two cream, three sugars? Or, four, actually? Four sugars?” No more than eighteen: the break in his voice gives it away.

“Uh… yeah, of course. Having in, or...?”

He seems to hesitate, contemplating the sidewalks illuminated under dim streetlights, and then a booth against the windows. The choice is made, “Yeah, having in.”

“Okay, that all?”

He nods, lips drawn together in a tight smile.

“Alright, that'll be... 2.50, please.”

The boy rifles through a fraying wallet, dark-hair tousled from the wind. You eye a few droplets of water adorning the sleeves of his winter jacket.

“It still snowing out there?”

He lifts his head up, bewildered, brown eyes wide. He looks surprised to be spoken to. You falter, then raise your brows, pressing your lips together as he steadily hands you three dollars.

“Sorry?” The old-school register opens and you slip the cash in, slamming it shut with some resistance and dropping the change into his still-open palm.

“I asked if it was snowing out there, still.”

His head shoots to the right, scanning the street, until his eyes land back on you, “Oh, right, yeah. Yeah, a little bit.” He slips the change into his pocket, stuffing both his hands into his jacket and rocking back and forth on his heels.

“Not too bad, I hope,” you answer, giving him a soft smile and grabbing a cup below the counter, “You can go sit down, I'll bring it to you when it's ready.”

You struggle to focus on the pages of your book, finding yourself much more interested in eyeing the lonely, first-time customer of Dave's. It’s not a frequent occurrence. Instead, you sit up, tightening the strings of your apron and crossing your ankles against the stool. In lieu of staring down the pretty customer, your eyes find purchase out the windows and across the street. The spark of the coffee machine is what jolts you again, as you push yourself off the seat and hurry over to it just as it finishes dripping a jug of coffee. Steam billows from it dangerously and you rush to unplug it as it buzzes, hums violently and finally stops. The silence is taunting. You twist on your heels to see if the boy has noticed. His eyes dart away.

You smile grimly as you place a cardboard cup of coffee and two extra packets of sugar onto the table. The boy looks up at you and you twist your hands behind your back sheepishly; from here, with the yellowish flicker of the overhead light and the reflections from outside, you can really see him. The shades of purple beneath his eyes, the crease between his brows. He looks tired.

“So, um... sorry, what was your name?”

“I didn't say it,” He blinks and enters another internal battle with himself for a moment, before observing you again, “It's... Peter. My name is Peter,” he breathes out. In again. Steady.

“Well, Peter, I'm afraid the coffee is gonna have a bit of a...” You search desperately for a better term, and come up empty, “burnt... taste to it?”

“Burnt?” His voice cracks a little again, and he quirks a brow.

“I know you saw that machine almost burst into flames.”

“I...” He avoids your direct gaze, “I didn't want to—”

“It does that sometimes. And if I plug it back in it will actually set on fire so... this is the best I can do. The sugar might help with...”

“The burnt taste?”

He meets your eyes, and you both fight a smile, “Yeah.”

“Got it. Thanks.”

“No problem.”

And this is how it starts.

a/n: be gentle with me please. first time writing a fic in a while! it's short and hopeful and uneventful, and definitely not harry potter.

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tesserat · 1 year

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Working on an animatic! Here’s the progress so far.

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noahmars · 2 years

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Y/N: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Steve is walking in this room. Peter: *wheeze*

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indouloureux · 2 years

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mcu!peter parker's definitely a sub.

tasm!peter parker however...

#el's soliloquies #tasm!peter parker #mcu peter #i know damn well tasm peter kinky as fuck #i love making mcu peter a sub tho

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ppeanutz · 11 months

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this has probably happened in the marvel canon hasn't it.

#deadpool knows he'll break out within the next hour :]#spider-man #deadpool #spideypool #peter parker #wade wilson #marvel #comics #barbie #fanart #my art #i wonder how many times both of them have gotten arrested.#AGAIN: NOT MCU SPIDEY!! THANK YOU!!

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irlplasticlamb · 11 months

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kazia parkerowska aka spider star is an 18 years old polish doomer art student who got bitten by a radioactive spider and then convinced (khe khe forced) into a superhero role by her kooky hippie auntie majka. woohoo. nothing better than to save the world when you don’t give an absolute shit!

prints + merch + commission info

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aphrcdites · 1 year

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“not all men”

you’re right, my favorite fictional character would never.

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pandadrake · 1 month

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Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) Post-Credits Scene (Colorized)

Been wanting to draw a thing including that cursed MCU Peter photo for a while.

Tumblr ate the image in my last post so here it is again.

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welovelouisandbucky · 4 months

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Me: *gets periods* *sighs*

Also me: *searches x reader period fics on Tumblr/ao3*

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melina-mellow · 1 year

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NO WAY HOME REFERENCE!!!!!

I'm guessing Miguel is responsible for watching over all the spider people and the spiderverse itself, making sure it's stable.

Lol I can only imagine Peter and Stephen fucking up the multiverse in NWH almost gave Miguel an aneurysm 🤣

#mcu peter 🤝 miles making miguel lose his shit #miguel o'hara #miles morales #peter parker #no way home #stephen strange #atsv #across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman 2099

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random-fics-and-fandoms · 2 years

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Ms. Needy

(credits to the gif owner)

Female!Reader x Peter Parker

Fluff

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Y/N woke up and with reflex, turned to her left searching for her boyfriend. She groaned as she opened her eyes and he wasn't there.

"Great, what a morning this'll be" she mumbled getting up. Waking up without him beside her just ruins the whole day.

"Peter?" She calls out stepping outside of their shared bedroom. "Morning, Sleepy head" he greets pouring hot coffee into his favorite Spider-Man mug (that she got him for his birthday).

"Everything alright?" He asks examining her grumpy expression. "You weren't beside me" she said basically whining and pouting. "Sorry, I had to get up. I've got early patrol today"

She says nothing and just walks over to him and hugs him. "I'll miss you" she whined nuzzling her head into his chest. He chuckles at the sweet form of affection.

Once she pulled away from the hug, she tip-toed and pulled him in for a kiss. "Be quick, okay? I need your cuddles and you need to make up for not waiting for me" she pouted. "Of course, princess" he chuckles kissing her forehead to her nose and stopping for while to admire her eyes as she stares into his. Then giving her a long kiss on the lips.

"I love you" he said sweetly.

"I love you more"

He hummed "agreed Ms. Needy" he smirked.

She furrows her eyebrows at him "Not funny" she shakes her head yet her expression changed quickly to a giggle.

#peter parker x y/n #mcu peter #peter parker x you #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff #Peter parker #mcu Peter Parker #Peter Parker fanfiction #peter parker fanfic #peter Parker imagine #peter parker x fem!reader #female!reader #fem!reader

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daisy-mooon · 6 months

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Tony Stark: I have to babysit Peter Parker. He's a bit annoying. I guess he's alright.

Carol Danvers: Everyone clap for Kamala Khan right now or I'm blowing this fucking building up with you all inside of it.

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tesserat · 1 year

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I HAVE SETTLED ON A DESIGN FOR THE ONE AND ONLY SPIDER-GUY!

The webbing on his suit took me three hours

#peter parker #mcu #marvel #spider man #spiderman #spider-man #peter benjamin parker #peter #mcu peter #marvel peter #ultimate spider man

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noahmars · 2 years

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Y/N: Why shouldn't you put a toaster in a bathtub full of water? Peter: Because your toast would get soggy!

#mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #marvel mcu #mcu peter parker #mcu peter #mcu incorrect quotes #mcu #marvel incorrect quotes #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #peter parker imagine #peter parker incorrect quotes #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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dovelywind · 1 year

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ꕥ| Peter Quill, Gamora, Rocket Raccoon, Groot, Drax, Nebula, Mantis, Kraglin, & Cosmo — GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 3

“…me and my friends are going to go flying together into the forever and beautiful sky…”

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