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pbnjparker · 2 years

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Hi! I saw that your requests are open and I have one if that's OK? Do you think you could do one of Tom and the reader filming a romance film together. When they film the ending scene, their characters are old and the readers character dies of old age. Tom's emotions get the better of him and when they finish filming, Tom is still crying. The reader comforts him and reminds him that she's always going to be there. I hope you like it! Stay Safe <3

one last time | t. holland

an: bye this is so cute im actually :') its giving endgame end credits :/ hope u enjoy <3

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader (best friends sowwy)

And just like that the last 6 months ended with a single yell. Tears were shed and not because the final scene ended with you dying but because you wouldn't have to wake up at 4am for cast calls or work till the early hours filming.

You were sad because you were leaving him and the second you stepped off that sound stage you'd both would be memories of each other.

Waving goodbye to everyone; you headed towards the exit. Wiping away the few tears that managed to escape; you took a deep breath and opened the door. The cool summer air hitting your face, you smiled and look around spotting the brown curls you grew to love and hate.

You walked over and tapped his shoulder lightly, "Oh, are you alright?" You asked, sitting next to him, "I think so." He sniffled as he lightly rubbed his nose.

"What's wrong? I don't think I've ever seen you this emotional." You rubbed his back in attempt to soothe him, "It's just after today, we won't really see each other." He cried.

You sighed, "I'll be with you wherever you go, okay?" He picked up his head and looked at you with teary eyes, "You can't get rid of me that easily." You giggled, "You're going to do great things, I just know it."

Tom wiped his tears away and smiled, "I'm really going to miss you." He said, "Same here," You smiled, "Shall we go piss off set manager one last time?" You suggested getting up and holding your hand out.

Tom smiled and grabbed your hand, "Yeah, let's do it."

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buckybarnesandmarvel · 1 year

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with the recent video we have of seb in the pink jumper…

imagine walking downstairs with your newborn, and you see him snuggle up on the sofa and you’re completely looking at him in awh. JUST COMPLETELY FLUFF <3

𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞?

pairings: sebastian stan x reader

warnings: nothing but fluff!

summary: ^^

a/n: such a cute request! thank you bubs!

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Your feet softly padded down the stairs as you held your newborn in your arms, her tiny snores filling the otherwise silent space.

When you got downstairs, you found Sebastian finishing the video for the Chadwick Boseman Foundation. You caught his eyes and he smiled softly before finishing the video and putting his phone back in his pocket. He reached out and made grabby hands as you let out a breathy laugh.

You walked over to him as you placed your baby girl in his outstretched arms. Seb immediately brought her to his chest, placing a hand behind her head for support. Your heart warmed at the sight as you went to join them. You placed your head by his neck, cuddling into him.

He adjusted, so one hand was wrapped around your waist, the other still holding his precious daughter, who shifted slightly in her baby pink blanket.

"You're matching," you whispered as Seb let out a quiet laugh.

A comfortable silence enveloped the three of you again, for a few minutes, before Seb spoke up.

"She's so beautiful."

"Just like her dad." You smiled.

"I was gonna say 'like her mother'."

You let out a small laugh, knowing that she looked like her dad: her bright blue eyes and rosy cheeks almost like a copy of his.

"Agree to disagree?"

Seb kissed your forehead, sweetly.

"Deal."

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tagging: @wndawtch @chrisevansdaughter @chrisdrysdale @pbnjparker @bubblessunshinehoney @smoothdogsgirl @newgirlintheneighborhood lmk if u want to be added or removed xx

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silkscream · 2 years

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welcome to the smut salon!

thank you guys for 3k!!! it brings me sm joy to see anyone reblogging my fics and saying literally anything in the tags -- to know my writing makes you feel anything is such a blessing. to celebrate, i’m hosting a smut salon (inspired by bunny by mona awad, iykyk) from today, tues aug 16 to wed, aug 24!

rules:

ੈ✩ you don’t have to be 21+ to order a drink but you do have to be 18+ to request smut.

ੈ✩ i currently write for peter parker, tom holland, arvin russell, eddie munson, steve harrington, & robin buckley!

ੈ✩ sangrias are limited to one or two per person! also, please try not to be too specific (i.e writing a whole fic in my inbox and expecting me to extrapolate on it -- give me prompts!)

ੈ✩ not all requests will be completed based on my energy levels or interest

ੈ✩ of course, be respectful in my inbox, please!

whiskey sour → popular/unpopular opinions, gossip, rants, cym, top 5 anything, ask games

sangria→ send me a character of your choice and request a blurb/drabble

margarita→ request a moodboard/graphic for one of your fics (mutuals only)

manhattan → tell me about your music taste and i’ll make you a mini playlist

sex on the beach → tell me about yourself and what fandoms you’re in so i can match you with a character

cosmopolitan → let me give you a tarot reading

tagging mutuals (if i forgot you i'm soz this is at the top of my head): @tomdutch @vendettaparker @cordiformity @uhlxis @indouloureux @userholland @silkholland @heybugboy @ahoefortomholland @seolaseoul @justapurrcat @femalevil @arachine @aniqua @cocoamoonmalfoy @vitaminholland @saintlessmunson @ohcaptains @meliapis @peterprker @refairy @realspideyspice @pbnjparker @totheblood @spideyspeaches @cindymooons @honeyspidey @cumholland @galatially @sinisterspidey

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borhapparker · 1 year

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character sleepover weekend!

hi y'all! i made a poll yesterday (friday) and lasted till saturday to see which character i will be receiving requests for in this sleepover weekend and joseph quinn/eddie munson won the poll! so that means, all requests made/written/received will be about either the actor joseph quinn or the character eddie munson! here are some prompts and/or songs if you wanna pick or you can send in anything you'd like! let's get started!! (:

character sleepover weekend!

prompts:

"what the hell is wrong with you?"

"you think it's okay to speak to me like that?"

"this will be your only warning, get away from me."

"you better get the fuck out of my face."

"you're such an asshole, i don't even know why i like you."

"why do you make loving you so damn hard?"

"i have a really bad feeling about this."

"do you think this is it? the end?"

"do you even love me anymore?"

"you really think i have a choice?"

"i'm not giving up on you, i'm not giving up on us."

"if you're hurt, you can tell me. i don't mind carrying you, honest."

"don't look at them, look at me. you're okay, stay in this moment with me."

"i said no! you're hurt, just for ONCE do what i ask."

"i hate knowing you're hurt and there's nothing i can do."

"you're telling me to calm down? you're the one who's shot!"

"please, just let me help you."

"stay with me, just stay with me."

"are you dumb?"

"have you been drugged?" "i don't do drugs.. it's only marijuana."

"please don't tell my mom, she will throw a shoe."

"how about we just spend the day in bed?"

"look at me, sweetheart!"

specific prompts/moments:

first family christmas

high school graduation

getting suspended together from school

unexpected pregnancy/older or younger

high school reunion

wedding/attending ex's wedding

au's:

college students/roommates

angels vs demons

post-apocalypse

hospital (one is patient, other is doctor/nurse)

royalty (one is royal/stable worker)

rock band/battle of the bands

superheroes/superpowers (much like marvel universe)

vampire (one is a vamp/human)

arranged marriage (used to change the other)

spies/assassins (one is the other/target)

coffee shop (one works/regular customer)

teachers (both working together/nearby)

soulmates (in various ways: colors, tattoos, imprints, necklaces with heat, time clock on wrist, etc)

taglist: @pbnjparker @madmadmilk @hollandroos @spiderboytotherescue @logangarfield @forever-rogue @tomsholland @eddiemunsvns @aloneinthehellfire @shutyourmoustache @strangermarvelss

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undercovereiram · 2 years

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Request → Danielle Panabaker x Tom Holland for @fuckyeahsuperheropowercouples

(gifs makers : @blondewhoregifs + @eternalroleplay + @may0osh + @tinasresources + @pbnjparker + @ungiffed)

#tom holland #tom holland gifs #danielle panabaker #danielle panabaker gifs #crackships #crackship #gifs #gif #rpg ressources #faceclaim ressources #faceclaim #rpg faceclaim #forum #forum rpg #rpg #actor #actress

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umpoedameron · 5 years

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sick | chris evans

(gif not mine, credit to owner)

A/N: hello there loves, I’m trying my hardest to write all of my requests and finish so it goes! so please bare with me as I know that I am not the greatest at post consistently. but hopefully soon I finish up my requests, upload all of so it goes and work on a new fic that I started...but like always hope you enjoy this little something!

Shit. If there was one word to describe what I was feeling is pure shit. Stuffy nose, a hideous cough and a sore throat. All day, I felt awful and I couldn’t concentrate on my work.

“Y/N?” My boss comes into my office. I immediately straighten up and give her the biggest fake smile, pretending I am not suffering from a sickness.

“What can I do for you?” I ask, barely louder than a whisper.

“Y/N, you’re sick. How about you go home and get some rest?”

“No, no, I’m fine. I’m not sick.” I lie straight to her face.

“I hear you coughing from all the way down the hall and you can't even speak up. Go home.”

“But I-”

“Go home Y/N.” She ends the conversation, walking out of the room.

Oh well, I might as well go home. I’ll make myself a cup of tea, put on some movies and sleep.

After scrambling to find my keys, I finally unlock my door and throw everything on the floor. Something feels off. Normally Dodger comes running to the door but now I have no clue where he is. Odd.

I head over to the kitchen and I see a figure standing there, rummaging through the refrigerator. Dodger right next to him.

I yelp, “Fuck!”

The figure also replies “Fucking hell!” and bangs his head on the refrigerator. The man turns around, hand on his head. Mine is trying to keep my heart from jumping out of my skin.

“Chris! You scared the shit out me!” My throat really did not appreciate me yelling.

“Yeah, same here.” He motions to his head which is now covered by his hand.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” Since my heart rate is going down the realization hits me. He’s here, standing in front of me. With his joggers and Patriot sweatshirt. Chris is supposed to be away filming and wasn't supposed to come back until two weeks.

“Filming wrapped early. I wanted to come home and surprise you.” He grins and walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist. “I missed my baby.” Oh. I am so ever pissed at whoever or whatever gave me this stupid cold.

Before I could even respond, my lovely coughing fit began. How unattractive this is. Me hacking my lungs out, my nose running. Not cute.

“Are you good babe?” I hold up a finger, telling him give me a minute. I try to turn my body around so he doesn't see me wipe my nose with my sleeve. So gross, I know.

“I am fine.” I respond after my little scene. My voice different from my stuffy nose. Chris stares at me like he knows I’m lying.

“Bullshit. Come here.” He places the back of his hand on different parts of my face. “You’re burning up.”

“Well it’s hot in here.” I give him a stupid grin and he ignore my comment.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Chris starts pushing me to the bedroom. I refuse.

“No! You just got home, we should do something.”

“Y/N, you’re obviously sick, isn't that why you’re home early?”

“Yeah, but-”

“But nothing. Quicker you get into bed the quicker you’ll feel better. Now c’mon.” I can’t help but feel guilty that Chris it stuck taking care of me. He’s probably tired and the last thing he wants to do is help a grown baby.

“Chris you don’t have to-”

“Shush, change into your pajamas and I’ll see what medicine we have to help you, okay?”

Nodding, he kisses my forehead and leaves the room as begin to get out of my work clothes and into my pajamas. After I’m under the covers, the blanket covering me up to my nose, Chris walks back in with a glass of water and some pills. It wasn't until after I got into bed, I realized how bad I actually felt. Pure shit is how I felt.

Sitting next to me on the bed, he gently lifts me up so I am able to take my pills without choking on them. He hands me the glass and the pills. When I’m done he removes the glass and slowly brushes the hair away from my face, taking a little longer to stroke the side of my cheek. I nearly fall asleep but then I felt an inkling to cough again.

As I bend over to cough, he rubs my back sweetly. This is not what he thought his welcome home was going to be like. When I resume back to normal breathing, he goes back to stroking my cheek with his thumb.

“Do you want me to make you some tea?” Chris looks to me, searching for an answer. I first shake my head, feeling guilty that he had to make me tea and he cocked a brow at me. But then I realized that I actually did want a cup of tea so I began to nod my head and he started to chuckle. Muttering “You big baby.” under his breath and got up. I am a baby.

Chris returns with my favorite mug in his hand and gives me my tea. I close my eyes, feeling the only relief I’ve had for my throat all day. Hearing some ruffling,I pop open one eye and see Chris undressing. Damn this stupid cold. He catches me looking and rolls his eyes, facing the other way so I don't see him blush. I guess my face told him what I was thinking and he just mouths a simple “No.” and that is the end of my hopes. Stripping down to only his boxers and an old tee of his.

Putting on an old movie and climbing into bed, Chris sits up and reaches for a book that he had on his nightstand that he never finishes. My cup of tea however had finished and my eyes were getting droopy.

I have no idea the time or the century I’m in (why is it that naps always make me lose my sense of time?) but there is still light creeping in our curtains. Turning over, Chris is still awake, reading his book and the movie, which is different from the one we had on before, is now muted. Chris who is leaning against the headboard, feels the bed shift and looks to where I am.

“Hi, sleepyhead. Can I get you anything?” Closing my eyes, I shake my head no. “Are you feeling better?” I shake my head again. It’s like talking to a child. “You sure you don't want me to get you anything?” All of a sudden I feel the need for a good cuddle.

So, like any demanding child, I take the book out of his hand, making sure to mark where he left off and whispered, “I want a cuddle.”

And just like that, Chris slouches down and wraps his arm around me, one hand rubbing circles on my back. I find a comfortable spot underneath his chin and above his shoulder. My legs draped across his.

If I get to spend my days like this, maybe getting sick isn't such a bad thing.

Taglist: @vnderoos @tonightsnogoodhowaboutwednesday @tessvillegas @pbnjparker @patzammit @h4ppydancing @icantbeliveitsnotbutter @lokilvrr @fanfictionjunkie1112 @lokiloveheart

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spiderrrling · 5 years

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Halloween + Birthday Sleepover and Blurb Nights!

So in honor of it being Halloween and my birthday I thought, I love one of them and I hate the other so why not try to make both of them even more enjoyable with a sleepover and blurb nights for you guys!

I am off school for my fall break so I have nothing to do what so ever and can both write and answer asks!

Some of the things we can do;

- Tell me about your day

- Tell me about your crush

- Favorite blogs

- Favorite fics

- Favorite movies, TV shows, books, songs, music

- fmk, would you rather, never have I ever / never have I ever ect

- Favorite characters

- Just talk to me about anything!

- My fav AU’s

- Cast your mutuals as....

Blurbs!

For the blurbs send me blurb requests! If you send me NSFW that is ok, but I suck at writing them so my friend Maddie (who will most likely be doing all my NSFW content) will write them

Also send me headcanons as well!

They dont have to be halloween themed but it would be kinda cool

Tagging ze mutuals;

@anxieteaandbiscuits @thesensationalcalum @moonkissedtom @hollandroos @fratboievans @rainbow-marvel @uglypastels @zendayacolemen @tonyintexas @petalparker @pbnjparker @peekaboo-parker @pumpkinravingparker @pumpkinparkers @mobtomsgirl @parkerstan @onedustyboi @spiderboytotherescue @naturallytom @hr-hxlland

#HALLOWEEN #WHOOP #LETS CELEBRATE

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pikemoreno · 6 years

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Oh No, He’s Perfect

Part 2 of Oh No, She’s Perfect

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Warnings: negative talk about weight, insecurity, SO MUCH FLUFF, Draco being a weenie.

Word Count: 1187

A/N: A story about two people who find themselves terribly short of perfect, meanwhile the other thinks they’re the best thing ever. And I love it. Thank you anon for the request for part 2! I think it really made the story much more impactful (notice it’s SIGNIFICANTLY longer).

And a reminder: the “badass” female character doesn’t have to emotionless and have no personality other than “cool.” They can be so many more things. The strong female character does not have to be badly written. And that was really important to me while writing this.

Tell me if you want to be added to my taglist (you can specify fandom)

Part 1

Draco’s heart felt like it was about to beat out of his chest. Today was gonna be the day. He was going to tell (Y/N) about his stupid little crush. The reason for his nerves was two-fold. First, he was nervous like any ordinary lovestruck teenager would be— not sure if the words would quite come out, afraid of rejection, afraid of the future no matter how she responded. The second reason was unique; she was kind of terrifying. She was a true Gryffindor: fearless and unwilling to back down from a challenge… And extremely knowledgeable on jinxes. He gulped. He did not want to find himself on the other side of one of them. Her boldness was a big part of why she was so attractive to him, yet it was so terrifying in this moment. What if she thought he was just some little Slytherin weasel and didn’t take him seriously? He shook off the idea when he saw her friend she was talking to say good-bye and walk off. He took a deep breath and started moving towards her; that is, until she turned to face him. The color left his cheeks and so did every bit of courage. He immediately turned about and walked— ran really— back to the Slytherin common room, falling face first on his bed. It muffled his yell.

“Whyyyy?”

This was it. Today was gonna be the day. He was gonna tell (Y/N) about his stupid little crush. And not run away like yesterday. He had Herbology with her today. He would casually bring it up then. “Yeah, that could work,” he thought. Maybe if he was forced to be next to her he wouldn’t lose his nerve.

Upon getting into the greenhouse he made sure he stood next to her normal spot and was quite surprised when it worked. She stood right next to him, even giving him a small smile before setting up her little station. He was definitely about to start talking before that smile. It certainly wasn’t going to happen now, not until the blush left his cheeks. It was during class before he got the nerve again. Words began leaving his mouth.

“Can I borrow your trimmer?” he asked. She obliged reaching over to give them to him. “No, that’s not right, that’s not what I was trying to ask.” She withdrew the trimmer.

“Uh, alright then. What’s up?” She was being so kind. Wow. So bold, so fearless, and so kind? She couldn’t get any better. Then he realized he hadn’t responded; and that she was still looking at him.

“Well, I—” he didn’t cut himself off this time, though. Professor Sprout did that for him, clearing her throat.

“Ms. (Y/N), Mr. Malfoy, do you intend to talk for the rest of class?” They vigorously shook their heads. “Very well, but please stay after class and clean up as penance for the disruption you have already caused.” After the professor went back to the lesson, (Y/N) sent a glare Draco’s way that was both accusatory and curious. He gulped.

After class let out, the two stayed behind as they were told. Even Professor Sprout had gone. Well he couldn’t very well tell her his feelings now, could he? She hated his guts.

“I’m really, really sorry. This is totally my fault.” He hoped that would at least help; maybe take the edge off a bit. She sighed.

“It’s alright. It wasn’t quite fair, was it? You were just trying to ask me a question and she wasn’t saying anything super important anyhow. By the way, what were you trying to ask?” She looked up from where she was brushing soil back into its bag, looking right into his eyes. Gosh, she was pretty. He staggered.

“Well, uh, it was really not that important,” he smiled, busying himself with anything else.

“Nope, I don’t accept that. Don’t make me force it out of you.” His eyes widened. She laughed. “You look so scared! Don’t worry about it, I was just teasing… Mostly,” she winked. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, you’re pretty terrifying, usually anyway.”

“You think so?”

“Well yeah. You’re not afraid to stand up to people. You know a lot about all kinds of jinxes and you use them to defend yourself. You’re bold and- and gorgeous, so that doesn’t help.” It was her turn to be startled.

“Y-you think so?” The brash girl was soft now. In fact, she had been all day towards him. She’d been nothing short of lovely. He felt a spark of hope at that realization, suddenly he was the bold one.

“Absolutely,” he enthused. She blushed. She could blush? She laughed and tapped her cheeks.

“This has probably ruined my badass image hasn’t it?”

“Nah. You can blush and still be a badass. You don’t have to be a cold, strong killer all the time.” She smiled.

“Yeah, I agree. And same to you. The dark, brooding Draco Malfoy hasn’t stopped smiling at me all day. Would you want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” He had waited too long and she’d beaten him to it.

“That was supposed to be my line.”

“So is that a yes?”

“You have no idea.” She looked at him quizzically. “Oh. I’ve been trying to ask you out all day.”

“Trying?”

“I was afraid you would jinx me for having a crush on you. It was silly, really.”

“Yeah, it definitely was. Why would I jinx someone for having a crush on me?”

He laughed, staring up at the glass ceiling of the greenhouse. “Like I said, it was silly. I don’t know. I thought you’d just think I was a little weasel from Slytherin. Maybe you would’ve thought I was playing a trick on you.”

“And I was afraid you would think that I was some fat Gryffindor who uses a jinx and a clever line as a defense mechanism.” He brightened at her admittance. She had noticed him too.

“But those are some of the things I love about you. Your skill and your wit are amazing. And your curves are hot.

“Curves? Call it for what it is: fat. I own it.”

“Call it what you want, but it’s hot.”

They both laughed deeply. The cleaning had long since been finished, but they stayed in the humidity, too pleased with each other’s company. She eventually sighed, looking down at the soft ground beneath.

“That last part could be true though. I probably would’ve thought you were teasing me and that I’d say yes, and then you’d just rip the rug right out from under me,” she muttered the last part, biting sarcasm in her voice, “’Cuz that’s never happened before.”

“In that case, I think asking me out was the bravest thing I’ve ever seen you do. Braver than I’ve been all day; that’s for sure. ‘Can I borrow your trimmer?’” he mocked himself. “What a coward. Maybe you’ll rub off on me.” He grinned at her and picked up his books— and hers. “Ready to go?”

Oh no, he’s perfect.

Taglist: @petxrparks @pbnjparker

#bri writes #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader #draco malfoy imagine #harry potter imagine

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pbnjparker · 2 years

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the one that got away | p. parker

an: a sort of angsty/fluffy blurb for u besties <3 hope u enjoy :) post nwh scenarios!

pairing: mcu!peter parker x witch!reader

Peter wondered if there was any part of you that remembered him. That remembered the late night talks, the times you’ve fought side by side, and he hoped that you would remember his kisses.

He would watch you from afar; smiling whenever he’d see you but that smile would quickly fade when he couldn’t have you.

“Excuse me.” Peter felt chills run down his spine as he turned around, “Uh yes?” He smiled, “I’ve seen you a few times at the coffee shop that my friend works at,” You said, “I was wondering if you’d want to hang out with me, soon.”

Peter noticed you twiddling your thumbs; a sign that you were nervous. He instinctively grabbed your hands and ran his thumbs over them, “Uh yeah, I go to Midtown Hi-,” You cut Peter off, “Yeah, I know.” You smiled, “So, what time?”

Peter smiled, “Now?” You giggled, “Yeah that would be amazing.”

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You and Peter laid a top of one of New Yorks many rooftops. You looked over at Peter and smiled, “So...” You moved to lay on your side, “What were we like?”

Peter choked on his water, “What do you mean?” He asked looking over at you, “Did you forget I can read minds?” You said swirling your hand, making the red orbs appear, “I-I can explain.” He said the tone of his voice pitching up, “No, No. I don’t blame you for anything, I’m sure you had a reason for it, Spiderman.” You laughed softly, “So, What were we like?” You asked again, bringing your hand to caress Peter’s cheek.

“We were in love.” He said softly, “I loved spending every waking moment with you,” He sighed, “Especially when we fought together.” He laughed, “I loved that so much.”

You smiled at Peter as he recollected any and all memory of you two, “I really wish I could remember all this,’ You said softly, “I really do.”

Peter inched closer and placed a small kiss on your lips, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” He said, “No, I really liked that.”

You felt your cheeks burn red, you and Peter smiling foolishly, “Peter, I don’t you to be the one that got away.” You said softly, “I don’t want to lose anymore time.” Peter grabbed your hand, “I promise not to mess it up again.” He said, pressing a soft kiss on your hand, “I know you won’t.”

tagging my mutuals: @darling-im-moonstruck @darlingparker @sunshinehollandd @gingerparker @buckybarnesandmarvel @justapurrcat @hollandroos @seolaseoul @thollandsdarling @ahoefortomholland @belovedholland

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buckybarnesandmarvel · 2 years

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Night Owl

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Breastfeeding

Summary: I was wondering if you would be able to do a Chris Evans fic where reader and him have a baby boy together. In the middle of the night reader has to nurse their baby. And Chris wakes up and helps her do it in their bed. After the baby starts feeding Chris just watches him nurse in awe because he is so happy, and you catch him after you open your eyes again.

A/N: AHHH THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST. Thank you! Also this is a really cute idea and I hope I did it justice!

Y/S/N - Noah :)

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You sat up and blinked, quickly getting used to the dark around you. You heard the cries of your baby in the other room and you groaned. Sighing, you threw tthe covers off and you made your way to the nursery. You flipped on the lights and your baby boy came into view, standing up, his hands holding tightly onto the edge of the crib, his face red and tear-streaked. When he say you, his hands let go and he fell on the soft mattress, reaching for you. His cries quietened down the closer you got. Picking him up, you rocked him back and forth.

“Oh, baby.” you cooed as he gurgled and squealed, making all sorts of nonsensical noises.

It was way too early and you were still half asleep so you carried him back to the bed. You sat down as Chris shifted, blinking in the dark.

“Baby?”

“Hey, honey. Don’t worry, Noah was crying so I brought him here to feed him.”

“Aww. Hey, little man.” Chris sat up next to you and offered his hand tto Noah. He wrapped his tiny fist around Chris’ finger, giggling.

“Okay. C’mon now. mister.”

You lifted your (Chris’) shirt to free one of your breasts and you brought Noah up to latch onto it. He was very fidgety, trying to face his dad so you both came up with a solution. You gently moved to sit between Chris’ legs, your back against his front. His right arm was wrapped around your waist, his hand placed on your hand that was supporting Noah’s head and neck, the other still in Noah’s tight grip.

Chris rested his head on your shoulder and Noah became content. He could ssee that Chris was there but he wasn’t looking at him at the moment. Chris had turned his head and was staring at you as youmade silly faces to Noah. He smiled softly, wondering how he could’ve gotten so lucky. You felt his stare as you turned to look at him.

“What?” you laughed.

“Nothing.”

You gave a confused look, smling nevertheless, before giving him a quick kiss and turing back to your baby boy. Chris’ smile grew bigger as he pulled you closer and tucked his head into the crook of your shoulder.

Once Noah, was done, you wiped his mouth with a cloth and patted his back to help hi burp. Yu then placed him on your lap, one hand holdig him, the other coming up to go through Chris’ fluffy hair before gently scratching on the nape os his neck.

“C’mon, honey, let’s go back to sleep.” You shifted onto your side of the bed, bringing Noah in the space in the middle. You lay down as Chrois held your son. Getting comfy, your rolled onto your left side as Chris rolled onto his right. He reached over to hold your waist as you both smiled. Noah had already fallen asleep, curled up into Chris’ chest, just below his chin.

“I love you.” you whispered.

“I love you too, baby, so much.”

You drifted off to sleep as Chris stayed awake for a few minutes longer, disbelieving a how he had gotten such a perfect wife and son. It was everything he had ever dreamed off, it being 100 times better as it was you. He couldn’t have asked for anything better.

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pbnjparkers bday celebration

i seriously can't believe ive been on this platform five years already! if it weren't for @borhapparker for encouraging me to sign up, i don’t think i’d be here. so thank you ambs for everything that you’ve done for me since the beginning of this chapter. also celebrating the fact that i’m turning 22 at the end of the month. so in honor of both things, im hosting a celebration <3

ˏˋ rules and information ˊˎ-

- june 13 thru july 2

- anything and everything will be written (except smut sorry!!)

📸: cyma (cast your mutuals as)

💌: top 5 of anything! (as me what my top five are!)

😳: fmk, would you rather & smash or pass

📝: blurb requests!

for blurb requests:

anything and everything is accepted! i write for tom and peter :) i just don't write smut :/ request blurbs here!

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requests are open!

hi loves <3 i just wanted to mention that my requests are open!! im open to anything and everything :’) im excited to see what y’all submit

send a request :’)

#requests #smau requests #blurb requests #one shot requests #pbnjparker

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writing commissions open!

hi y'all! i am finally (for i think the first time) opening commissions! as you guys know, i love writing, and i love creating new pieces with new ideas/settings/characters! i am now opening up writing commissions for those that want to get a personalized writing piece catered to their favorite character/actor/fandom! this does not mean that i will no longer be taking regular requests, those are still open! but now, if you want a personal writing piece with tom or one of the holland boys or even a winchester brother, i can do that with your name, attributes, etc !

below is how it works! i also take payments through paypal/venmo rather than ko-fi if that makes you more comfortable!

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here are the fandoms/characters/actors i will have open for writing commissions:

stranger things (steve harrington, billy hargrove, eddie munson, and their respective actors)

marvel (peter parker, bucky barnes, matt murdock, iron fist, moon knight, peter maximoff/xmen, warren worthington iii and their respective actors)

supernatural (sam and dean, castiel, jack, and their respective actors)

tom holland (his characters)/harry holland/sam holland/harrison osterfield

bohemian rhapsody (brian may, roger taylor, and their respective actors)

macgyver (lucas till/angus macgyver)

andrew garfield/tobey macguire (and their respective peter parker alternates)

matthew gray gubler/spencer reid

any and all prompts are open to me writing them! if you are curious as to what i do not accept, take a look here

i can also write for characters not mentioned but in the same fandoms! i may not have extensive knowledge but i can for sure try my best!

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my standard rate for written works is $0.01 USD per word. this translates to $1.00 per each 100 words. however, I am flexible depending on the request. see the end of this post for my restrictions.

In every commission you must: - specify prompt/fandom - specify your pairing - provide as much detail as you deem necessary, or let me know if you’re giving me free reign over a concept

✧ Blurbs and Headcanons: I have a ko-fi where you can donate a coffee directly to me without being compensated if you so choose, or where I will write a blurb or headcanons for you if you leave your request and (optional) tumblr url in the message with your coffee. blurbs will be min. 300 and max. 450 words per coffee (they are $3.00 each so it is discounted from my rate). you can always message me to commission a blurb if you don’t want to pay through the ko-fi site.

✧ Drabbles: message me to commission a drabble. they will be a maximum of 1,000 - 1,200 words ($10 - 12) before it becomes a oneshot. if you’re unsure if your request will be a blurb or a drabble, let me know! i’ll try to keep it as short as I can if you’d rather only pay for a blurb.

✧ Oneshots: please message me to commission a oneshot. i ask that you allow for a minimum of 1,300 - 2,000 words ($13 - 20) or it likely won’t be long enough to fulfill your request. if your oneshot gets longer than 3,000 words, I will discount the rate from that point on to $0.0025 per word (this translates to $0.25 per extra hundred words after 3,000). i will always round down for you if your total includes partial cents.

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if you have any questions please don't hesitate to reach out! send me a message in my inbox or dm me ! thank you again and i look forward to getting commission requests!

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MAGIC | P.PARKER

requested?: yes!! by @theweirdos-things tysm for requesting this fic! ive literally had a smilier concept to this the whole week but was too scared to write it out.. i hope u enjoy this fic as much as i enjoyed writing it!

pairing: tom!peter parker x witch!reader

an: i really hope u all enjoy this!!! + not edited hehehe + wanda is the readers mom lmfao + NWH SPOILERS AHEAD

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You rushed down the halls of Midtown High in search of the Lab that Peter, Ned and MJ were in. Ned had sent you an abrupt text that said Peter needed help and you quickly left your apartment. “Where’s this stupid lab?” You asked yourself.

“Y/N! Over here!” A voice echoed you turned around and saw Ned waving at you from the end of the hall. You ran down the hall exchanging a quick hello with Ned, “Peter! Peter, oh my god.” You said wrapping your arms around him.

Peter wrapped his arms around you, “She’s dead.” Peter whimpered sobbing into your chest, “Who's dead?” You asked peering over to Ned and MJ, “May.” You squeezed Peter trying to comfort him as much as possible. “Oh Peter.”

Peter was the first to let you go, “Uhm, We need help fixing up some antidotes to cure all these villains.” He said wiping the tears away, “Will you help us out?” He asked, “Just tell me what I could do.” You smiled at him.

You looked around the lab and saw two older gentlemen sitting behind a desk one wearing a Spiderman suit and the other dressed casually. They both waved at you and had a smile on both their faces. You waved back and looked over at Peter who also had the same derpy smile, “They are also Peter Parker, from different universes.” He said, “Hi Peters.” You giggled, “So what do you guys want me to do.” You asked walking over to Peter, “Different Peter’s huh? Pretty insane that there's more of you out there.” You said, “It’s pretty cool having the brothers I never had.” He smiled.

“Hey you’ve got some cuts. Do you want me to heal them for you?” You asked lifting Peter’s chin, “This ones pretty deep,” You said running a finger over Peter’s laceration, “Please? That one hurts more than the others.” He said, “Yeah, I got you.”

You brought your hand up to Peter’s injury and started moving your fingers while your other hand held Peter’s, “Almost done.” The red orbs coming from your hand illuminated a big portion of the room, “Done.” You smiled at Peter giving him a quick kiss on his forehead.

“Your girlfriend can do magic..” One Peter said, “Out of her hands?” The other Peter said, “That’s freaking cool! Do you just do it?” They asked and you giggled at their reaction, “Yeah. Mom’s a witch and my Dad’s a robot.” You said, “Don’t ask me how it works cause I don't even know.” You laughed, “So how does it work? Do you just heal people?” The older Peter asked.

“Not necessarily, I can move things with my mind.” You said, both Peter’s gasped at your response, “We’re you just born with it?” The younger Peter asked, “I think so. My childhood years are kinda blurry. My twin brother also has super speed.” You said, “Wanna see?” They both replied with multiple yeahs. You fixated your focus on one of the of the test tubes that the older Peter was working on. You swirled your hands and picked the tube up. You brought it towards you, grabbing it once it was in your reach. “It’s pretty simple.” You smiled.

“That’s awesome!” The both stared at you in awe, “You’re just like magic.” One of them said, “I guess I am.” You smiled at them.

“You’re so awesome. Thank you for helping us out.” Your Peter said, “Anything for you.” You said giving him a quick kiss on his cheek, “I love you.” You smiled.

“I love you more.”

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COSTARS | T.HOLLAND

requested?: yes by @gpiggy98, tysm for requesting this and i hope you enjoy this!!

pairing: tom holland x actress!reader

an: just not edited & SUPER sloppy, i’ll rewrite this during the week :p + expect to get fewer updates throughout the week, i’m getting ready for a trip out of the country :p

Even after countless hours of filming with each other, Tom couldn't stand you. You didn’t know what you could have done wrong seeing as you play one of his best friends in the films. You were growing tired of his attitude. You liked him for god sakes and you couldn't comprehend how he couldn't be in the same room with you. It broke your heart to see how he would brush you off so carelessly but you grew to live with it and accept the reality that you two would never happen.

Thankfully, it was your last day filming and you wouldn't have to worry about Tom for a few weeks. “Y/N, your trailers all packed up!” A voice said, you turned around to face Zendaya, “Yeah, I’m going home after filming.” You smiled, dumping out a cup of water into the sink.

She sighed, “I’ve got a few more days left. Any exciting plans for when you get home?” She asked sitting on your couch, “Not really. Just go home and chill before the press tour.” You said sitting next to her, “I’m thinking of probably going to Disneyland for a few days once I get home. I haven’t really decided.”

She wrapped her arms around you, “Ah, I’m going to def miss you when you're gone.” You giggled at her response, “We’ll see each other in a few weeks Daya plus I’ll be visiting you on the set of Euphoria.” You said, “You're not getting rid of me so quickly.” You said wrapping your arms around her as well.

“Woah, it’s so bare in here.” A voice said. You lifted your head up to peek over at whoever has just come in, “Hi Tom.” You mumbled, “Come in.”

Tom walked in and shut the door behind him, “I kinda forgot what this trailer looks like when it’s not decorated.” He said, “It looks way better now than what it did before.” You groaned at his response. “What do you want?” You asked letting go of Zendaya, “Jon suggested we go over our lines before filming. He doesn’t want a certain someone stumbling on their lines.” You rolled your eyes at him, “Yeah okay. Let me grab my book.” You said getting up from the couch, Zendaya following right behind, “I’ll be heading out. Come see me before you go?” She asked, “Yeah, I will.” You smiled.

She headed towards the door, “Awesome! Tom be nice to her.” She said pointing over at Tom, “I’m always nice to her.” She scoffed at his response, “Be nice.” She said one last time before shutting the door behind her.

“Am I not nice to you?” He asked sitting on the couch, “Not really.” You mumbled in response, sitting on the counter. “Are you being serious?” He asked looking over at you, “About?” You asked.

He sighed, “Do you really think I’m not nice to you? Cause I think I’m extremely nice to you.” You groaned, “Can we not talk about this now? I don’t want to be in a shitty mood later.” You said grabbing your script book and flipping over to the pages you’d be rehearsing. “No, We’re talking about this now.” He said setting his book to the side.

“Really? Dude it's plain and simple, you're sometimes of a douchebag. Happy?” You said rolling your eyes at him, “Don’t roll your eyes at me.” He said getting visibly upset, “Or what?” You asked putting your book to the side, “Gonna be mean to me? Can't breakdown what's already broken. Now can we just read our lines so we can get this over wi-”

You were abruptly cut off by Tom kissing you, “What the actual fuck?” You asked stunned at what just happened, “Did you really just kiss me?” You stared at him in shock but he didn't respond.

“Don’t tell me that you didn't like it.” He said, “I’ve liked you for sometime but I never meant to come off as rude. I mean, I may have my moments but I was just teasing you really.”

You looked at Tom, “I like you too?” You said, “I mean,” You paused, “Yeah, I like you too. I just thought that this whole time you hated me or something.” You sighed, “I guess, I’m glad you don't.” You smiled.

Tom smiled back at you, “We should probably get started on reading those lines.” You laughed, “We probably should.”

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GADGETS | P.PARKER

requested?: yes! by a lovely anon :p i hope u enjoy this and i rly hope it is what u wanted :)

pairing: tom!peter parker x inventor!reader

an: nothing really.. just not edited per usual lols :p

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You and Peter had been working for what seemed like hours trying to fix his web shooters once again. They had clogged up once again during a fight with one of those crazy villains and Peter had to find another way to take them down.

You sighed throwing the small screwdriver onto the small desk, “I think I'm losing my mind Peter.” You said rubbing your eyes, “What time is it?”

“Uh it’s 8′o'clock, are you going home soon?” He asked, “Not until your shooters are fixed. I seriously, don’t know what's wrong with them. I got the webs that were stuck out.” You said.

Peter sighed, “Do you want to go and get pizza? It’s getting late and you haven’t eaten anything.” He said spinning your desk chair around, “We can take a little break. C’mon.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you up, “Peter..” You sighed, “C’mon Y/N/N, let’s go get pizza and then we can get right back into it.” He said, “Peter but I have to be home by 10′o'clock, We have school tomorrow, remember?” You said pulling him back into his room, “Y/N/N please, Let’s go get food.” He pouted his lips knowing that you would give in easily, “Fine.” You rolled your eyes at him.

The walk to the pizza shop was short, you both walked in silence and along side each other. Peter resisted urge to hold your hand no matter how badly he wanted to. He knew you didn't feel that way about him and he was okay living with that, or so he was making himself believe. You on the other hand did feel the same way but you never thought about making any moves because he was your best friend and best friends that turned into relationships never ended well.

“I think I know what's wrong with the shooters,” You said looking at Peter, “If you hit the trigger too fast or too hard you could have jammed the release button.” Peter smiled at you, “What would I do without you?” He said, “Nothing. I think you’d be lost without me.” You said giggling at Peter’s facial expression.

Dinner was quick and short and you found yourself heading back to Peters’ apartment in no time. “Thanks for dinner, I was really hungry.” You said rubbing your hand over your stomach. Peter laughed, “And you didn't even want to come.” You scoffed at his response, “In my defense, I was trying to fix your shooters.” Peter pressed a kiss onto your forehead, “I know. Thank you by the way. For helping me out with all the Spiderman stuff, couldn't do it without you.” He said.

You found yourself stunned at him kissing your forehead. He had never done that before and you didn’t know why he would just do it out of the blue, “Everything alright Y/N/N?” Peter asked, “Uh yeah just thinking of how to release the trigger.” You said giving Peter a quick smile, “I should get it fixed quickly once we get back.”

You were right about the trigger being jammed and it was a quick and easy fix once you took another look at it. You gave the shooters back to Peter for him to test out, “So it should be fixed now. Try shooting at something.” You said getting up from the chair. Peter attached the shooter onto his wrist and aimed for his window. In a matter of seconds the window was covered in webs and you received endless thank you’s from Peter. You smiled at him and began to pack your things up.

“Do you want me to swing you back to your place?” He asked, “Please? My dad will kill me if he found out I was walking through Queens at this time of night.” You said looking over at Peter, “Are you okay?” You asked looking over at Peter, “I’m going to do something and promise you won't hate me after it?” He said leaning closer in and closing any available space between you two.

Soon Peter was pressing his lips onto yours and while you were internally freaking out you couldn't help but kiss him back. Peter was the first to pull away putting his forehead on yours, “I like you a lot and I know you may not feel the same since we’ve been friends since elementary school and it would ruin our friendsh-” You cut him off by kissing him again and now it was him who was melting into the kiss, “I like you too Peter.” You said, “We can talk about this while you swing me back home, yeah?”

“Y-Yeah.” He stuttered but relieved that you felt the same way.

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