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reidslovely · 10 months
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Frat! Peter who basically kicks you out after doing the due but things shift a little bit and he’s warming up to you right? So after sex they talk a little bit and that’s when reader gets up to put her clothes back on, and Peters like “🤨 the fuck are you doing? We were talking” and readers like “:0 oh” and gets back in bed for a cuddle (and maybe they fall asleep together)
Idk idk. I was the one who requested the Toxic! Peter ask a while back, so if you couldn’t tell this was another maladaptive daydream scenario :D. Have a good day
eeeeeee hehehe i love this *giggles and twirls hair* okay so..
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“Has the sun gone down already? Fuck Emma is gonna lose her mind.”
 You rushed out, your body moving just as fast as the words falling out of your mouth. Your clothes had been scattered around the floor: shirt tossed onto the footboard of Peter’s bed, your underwear even tossed onto the open windowsill. You were sure you would get all kind of comments from Peter’s brothers. 
Reality was Emma, your roommate, wouldn’t care where you were. She never expected you to come home after hanging out with Peter, but you always did. You just liked to use Emma as an excuse to end your hook up with Peter as easily as possible. You wanted to stay, trust you wanted to stay. However, Peter was clear his room was his space and you were not wanted in his space unless explicitly stated. It took you a couple weeks to catch on, after trying to cuddle with him multiple nights in a row failed you figured you’d save your ego from another bruising and leave before he could ask. 
“You don’t wanna hear the rest of my story?”
There was a fragility to his voice he looked up at you with his big doe eyes, and you swallowed your pride. “I didn’t even get to the good part, you didn’t even answer my question about how your day was. You can’t leave yet. I won’t allow it.”
His hand reached out and grabbed your hip, the skin where he grabbed going warm. You swallowed what was remaining of your pride and grabbed his wrist. 
“But your rule.” You whisper in return, thumb stroking the underside of his wrist. 
“Fuck the rule. I want you, in my bed, where it’s warm and you aren’t walking away from my conversation. Now get your ass back in here.” 
“Oh..” Was all that you could manage out, crawling back into the soft gray sheets. Your legs intertwining with his, head laying against his arm. 
“Now I’ll finish my story after you tell me how your psych test went.”
You smiled and started recounting your day following up to and after the psych test, even mentioning how you forgetting to turn your phone off during the test and Peter calling you almost costed you your grade. 
You listen to the rest of his story about how he, Miles, and Harry had been trying to get everything together for the party this weekend and Miles got his fake I.D. taken away. You smiled adding commentary here and there, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence besides the soft mumble of the sitcom on the TV. It wasn’t long before either of you were asleep.
The next morning you woke up to Peter turning off your alarm, his lips pressing to your forehead mumbling something. The weight of the mattress shifted as he got up and walked to the bathroom. You tucked your head under the pillow listening to the shower turn on. 
“Come on bashful, get up. Shower and we gotta get to class.” 
You smile as you peek out from under the pillow, maybe waking up in the Theta Tau house isn’t so bad after all.
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superherocaps · 5 months
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nlghtmaer · 2 years
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drew the kings
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dayfalwastaken · 9 months
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WTF!!! I just found out there was a Spider-Man arg called "markofthespider-man" before the release of TASM 1. This is a video I discovered on the wayback machine that I just HAD to archive here so people would see. Really interesting stuff.
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soft-bug-boy · 1 year
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🕸🕷Amazing Spider-Man 1&2 Backpacks🕷🕸
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broadwayandnetflix · 1 year
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Tired - TASM Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: language
Theme: fluffyyyyyyyy
Summary: Peter’s had a long day of fighting crime, and who better than to come back home to you.
Word Count: 1k?
A/N: don’t mind me, just posting a fic for the first time in centuries.
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His body ached.
With every step forward it ached, every step forward begging him to stop. He could feel the tiny whispers of reluctance delicately pressing upon his weakened and bartered body.
Get some rest, please, you need it.
However, rest didn’t begin until it was under your covers and wrapped around you. No, it most definitely did not start until you kissed his bruised body goodnight.
So, with a strained thwip of his fingers he propelled his tired body across the buildings of New York City.
Responsibility.
Peter chuckled at the prospect, the suit, the persona of Spider-Man. It carried a weight that was bigger than he was, bigger than anything he’d ever begun to consider.
Except when he was swinging through the city saving lives and all that. He didn’t see his successes or his losses, he just saw you.
You. His final destination, his muse, his safe space. Oh yes, you. He didn’t know what he’d do without you.
Life didn’t start until you woke up. Or at least that’s how he saw it, he knows you’d disagree. Never seeing just how wonderful you truly are.
The way you take your morning coffee, the way you smile. It’s effervescent, the way your eyes magically sparkle when you see him. God, it leaves him speechless.
He lets out a strangled cry as he propels himself on the wall of your apartment building, rapping his fingers gently against your window pane.
A giggle effortlessly escapes him whilst he watches you stumble to open your window, to let him in.
Sleep still consuming you as you sweetly take him into your arms, trying to handle the added weight of Peter’s tired body pressing against yours.
“Spider-Man got his ass kicked tonight.” he chuckled weakly.
You pull away slightly, brow furrowed as you scan him over. Displeased with what you find, especially after pulling off the mask.
“Mm.” you sit him down on your bed.
“Baby, can’t we just sleep.” he whimpers, clearly missing your touch.
“Not until I patch you up, lord knows your Aunt May would hate to have these go unattended.” you murmur.
Digging into your pouch, you accumulate the necessary things to tend to Peter’s wound. You’ve gotten pretty good after awhile, as he did tend to get messed up quite a lot.
“You’re so pretty baby.” Peter whispers as you sit beside him, getting to work on his wounds.
You can’t help but smile, he was a handful. Yet he was your handful. Even with every little sting grimace and discomfort from the antiseptic that you pressed upon his skin. His little dopey smile never faltered.
Putting the materials back into their respective boxes, you cuddle up beside Peter in your bed. The man practically melting into you, the moment both of you had secretly been yearning for all day.
You sigh softly, and it doesn’t go unnoticed. Nothing ever seems to go unnoticed by Peter anymore.
“What’s wrong?” he whispers.
You look anywhere but him, a feat that he doesn’t seem too pleased with. His finger lifting under your chin and prompting you to meet his concerned gaze.
“Well,” you hum.
“Don’t you ever just want to take a vacation? Leave the saving of the world to the cops and the lot of them all? Petey, you’re bruised and bartered. I’m worried one day, you’ll just drop. And I won’t be able to catch you in time.”
The words hang in the air, contemplation firmly set across his disposition. You swallow anxiously worried that you had upset him, when he softly smiles and kisses the top of your forehead gently.
“Believe me baby, I do. More than anything, but I mean you know I can’t. It’s too much of a risk, and I mean after everything that happened with my Uncle Ben.” his words trailing off.
You exhale out a jagged breath, Peter was right and yet you didn’t want him to be. He didn’t have to say anything else, he knew you knew.
It really only had just been a few months ago too. The loss still fresh on both Peter and his aunt and it was apparent that the grief fueled his desire to go out and wear the suit. The responsibility he carried or was instructed to carry, well, it was heavy.
Plus you were kids. College rejection letters and SAT scores were supposed to be the biggest villains the two of you would have to face. Not giant lizards and mutants who can control electricity.
“Fine,” you mumble as you sit up.
His eyes widen in curiosity as you gently place your hands on his face, holding it within your hands.
“Just promise me this. When the time comes that you need a breather or a break, you take it. Even if it’s only a couple minutes, you listen to your body and you take care of yourself.” you say with a sternness you didn’t even realize you were capable of having.
Peter nods fervently, not even daring to take his eyes off of you. Out of the corner of your eye your alarm clock glares the early hour of the morning.
Giving him a quick kiss, you instruct him to get some sleep and cuddle up against you. New York City may have Spider-Man to own and love, but it would never know about your Peter Parker.
Letting sleep overtake you, Peter’s body wrapped around yours protectively, it was almost impossible to fall asleep without a content smile across your lips.
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ethansluv · 2 years
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maybe in another multiverse. </3
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it-seemo · 1 year
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Day 19-21: "Villains"
The Green Dudes of all time.
Genuinely wild that @sciderman's Spider-Month is already at the final five countdown, this has been so much fun.
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oswinozzzy · 9 months
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TASM 1 suit with web wings cause web wings on spider-man is so cool
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ninjadeathblade · 1 year
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Marvel incorrect quotes as thing my friends have said part 2
Peters 2 & 3: He's evil!
Peter 1: Yeah but Dr. Connors just wanted to help people.
Peter 3: He's actually a pretty nice guy, I can agree with that.
Peter 2: You idiots, he's EVIL!
T'challa, texting Tony: My sister won't stop making frog noises.
Tony: Lmao sounds like a u problem ngl
T'challa: What did you just say to me?
Bucky: *says about buying something he really wants*
Sam: Why don't you buy it then?
Bucky: I can't, did you forget the fact I'm broke?
Bruce: Sometimes I just cry about meaningless things.
Gamora: The next person to insult my new haircut is dead.
Nebula: It does look really bad on you.
Gamora: Dammit, I can't kill you.
Rocket: Why not?
Gamora: I've tried before, it hasn't worked so far.
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supernightboy08 · 2 years
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Happy Anniversary Amazing Spider Man! 🥳🎂
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lostalioth · 2 years
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𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲
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→ premise: it’s just so easy to overstimulate peter, especially with how sensitive he is when his spidey sense is on overload.
→ paring: tasm!peter parker x fem!reader – sub!peter
→ warnings: smut, overstimulation, praise [praising peter], oral [m & f receiving], hair pulling [reader pulling peters hair], nicknames [bug boy, baby, princess]
→ a/n: 01 kinktober
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Peter loves being between your beautiful thighs. He can spend hours upon hours with his face buried in your cunt, pleasuring you. you had no issue with that in the beginning but it became an issue when even after he made you cum twice, he hasn’t stopped.
“Mhm! Pete, wait, slow down just a bit baby” you whimpered as Peter wouldn’t slow his mouth's assault on your abused and swollen clit. You were already very sensitive and overstimulated, you didn’t wanna cum again just yet so you needed him to be a bit gentler. In an attempt to steady your shaking body you grip onto the closest thing your hands could find, Pete's hair. Threading your fingers through his brown mess of hair and pulling a bit. With a small whine slipping past his lips he reluctantly lets go of your clit and looks up at you with glossed over eyes. “Easy bug boy” you grin, your voice coming out very seductive and hypothesizing to the now very pliable boy buried between your legs. “I just want to please you princess please” He groans and pushes forward trying to latch his mouth back on your throbbing clit. With the grip you still had on his hair you pull him back releasing a small moan from Peter's.
“Nuh uh, you've pleased me enough baby, made me cum like a good boy” He lets out a whimper at the praise and his face begins to redden. “Now let me please you baby boy okay, let me make you feel good” you smirk and let go of his hair to pull him up by arm.
“Yes please” he frantically nods with his eyes glued to you the whole time you pull him up. You slip your hand around the back of his neck and pull his face down to yours, resting your forehead against his. Peter's brain is very hazy and all he can focus on is your hands all over his body. Quickly you flip the two of you so you’re on top of him, you begin sliding down his body. You slip one hand up and under his shirt to rub his side and one down to tug the waistband of his boxers down. Peter whines and bucks his hips softly. “Be a good boy for me baby, can you do that?” You ask slightly mockingly as you finish tugging off his boxers and wrap your hand around his leaking pink cock.
With his face full of heat and redness he whines as an answer. “I need words sweet boy” you run your thumb over the slit in his cock causing him to twitch in your hands. “Please princess wanna be your good boy, wanna feel good” he groans as his eyes dart between your hand around him and your face. “There you go sweet baby, im gonna take such good care of you.” You smile up at your boy as he begins melting into your touch needing more. you begin licking strips from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock making him buck his hips. seeing the desperate look in peters eyes makes an evil smirk grow on your face, it still makes you give in to him in the end.
You slowly sink your mouth down onto him while running your tongue over the protruding vein on the underside of his cock. “Mhmm princess” Peter grunts and covers his mouth with the backside of his hand to suppress a wanton moan. Using the hand that’s still wrapped around Peter you begin jerking off the base of his cock sense you can't fit all of him in your mouth. Your free hand began rubbing his hip bone, you can feel the goosebumps beginning to rise on his skin. You notice Peter is a lot more reactive and sensitive to your touch as you're sucking him off. “Such a good boy for me, being so responsive and obedient baby boy” you continue to mumble praises around his cock sending vibrations through his body.
The praises filled Peter's ears and sounded like heaven and he was quickly becoming overstimulated from the warmth of your mouth around him, the praise going to his head and his cock, and everything around him felt like it was buzzing. His spidey sense was quickly overactive.
Peters hips kept bucking and was a squirming, whining, muttering mess in your hands the closer his release came.he sounded so angelic moaning and mumbling how sensitive he was and how overstimulated he was wanting you to stop but not stop. His senses were very confused and his brain was clouded so he couldn’t think straight. “I’m right here sweet boy, such a good boy baby. Just let go you’re okay. I know your sensitive but its okay baby” you rub circles on his hipbone attempting to clam him down but he only twitches from your touch.
With one last tug of his cock peter starts to fall to pieces. Incoherently mumbling, panting and whimpering as his hot cum shoots down your thorat. You swallow around him as his hip are twitching as his high slowly fades, your mouth not leaving him yet though. You attempt to slowly and gentle remove your mouth to not stimulate his swollen tip but fail. Peter lets out a loud whimper at the stimulation. “I’m sorry baby” your voice is laced with sympathy but you weren’t actually sorry, he was very cute and needy when overstimulated.
“You were such a good boy for me sweeties, my sweet boy did an amazing job” you pull your body up to give him a big kiss, making him whine cause his senses are still overloaded.
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a/n: hope you all enjoyed the first day of my kinktober lovelies!
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superherocaps · 2 years
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juliluvhz · 5 months
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dorky
Tasm!peter Parker x fem!reader
warnings :: Peter being a complete dork, fem reader, swearing, fluff fluff fluff, not proofread 😁
you stood up from the seat at peters desk, opening his door as he walked into his room, with the biggest smile on his face and a bag full of stuff in his hand
“hey Pete! what did you buy?” you asked him, pecking his cheek and sitting down on his bed. He sat next to you, putting the bag in between you both
Peter had been so excited for today because his aunt may promised to take him out to his favourite shop since when he was a kid where he brought all his dorky games from, but you thought it was adorable how he got all giddy when he got a new comic or video game. but anyways, you would’ve went with him if it weren’t for the small babysitting job you had got,so you decided to wait for him at his house
“okay! so first I brought 2 video games. I seen this one advertised and it looked really cool! you know the fighting one i told you about that I seen in the store when me and you last went just so we could look around? that one!”
he exclaims joyfully, waving it in your face to show you it, the name displayed across it in bright red letters
“oh, I do Pete! what other one did ya buy?”
you smiled at him sweetly, he pulled the other game out,showing it you
“this one is for my Nintendo, it’s called Minecraft it’s like a building game, loads of people have been playing it and it was on sale so aunt may brought it”
he explained to me, grabbing his Nintendo and inserting the cartridge before continuing with his little dork haul. I nodded along as he spoke, he looked so happy just to be speaking about the random shit he loves
“okay, anyways aunt may bought me 2 comic books to go with the one she brought me a few weeks ago because I finished my Batman ones and the other one, and they were on sale! There was loads of stuff on sale there”
he rambled on, you nodded along with his words occasionally and Peter was fine with it because he knew you didn’t know much about this kinda stuff so you’d rather just listen to him be happy
“did you get anything else?”
you asked him, he nodded at you and pulled a rubix cube out of the bag as if he didn’t have 20 in his drawer already
“another one? Pete you have millions of those”
you reply to him, chuckling a bit. He rolled his eyes and unboxed it, handing it to you
“scramble it up and see how quick I can solve it”
he said, turning around so he didn’t see what way he turned it. you nodded, working your magic and scrambling it up for a good few minutes
“okay, I’m done turn back around”
you stated, handing him back his rubix cube and turning on your little watch so you could give him
“you ready for me to go?”
he clutched the rubix cube, waiting for your approval to start unscrambling it
“okay, now, Peter!”
you exclaimed, Watchijg peters hands and your watch
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46 seconds, was all it took til he yelled ‘finished’ and an excited cheer
“how quick as that?”
he asked, hope plastered over his face that he had passed his highest score of 47 seconds to which he accomplished
“46 seconds”
he looked at you with his mouth open, his eyes shining in happiness
“really?! Yes! Dove I beat my high score!”
he yelled as if he had just won the lottery. he picked you up by your waist and swung you around his room and then bringing you into a big hug, kissing you softly and then bringing you I to a big cuddle
“I’m so happyyyyyyy I’ve been tryna beat tjat for ages even if it is only by a second”
he mumbled into your neck causing you to giggle from his breath ticking your skin
“I’m happy for you pete”
you replied, kissing his cheeks
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didn’t know how to end this one teehee
hope it’s okay guys 😞😞
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dayfalwastaken · 9 months
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TASM Spider-Man ARG video and screenshots 2
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hello-god-its-me-sara · 10 months
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I think Peter’s a camera nerd, I like when he’s actually into photography and not just taking selfies for the bugle
I like the idea of Harry being a little shit and hiring Peter for OsCorp press shoots and other stuff like that
I like the idea that Peter has a standard Nikon or Cannon (or both) and that the dork saves up for lenses and that Harry will buy him camera stuff as gifts
I like it when he has an Instagram just for his pictures bc of course he does
I like the idea that he just loves taking pictures of everything and Harry loves it and thinks it’s adorable that Peter has a million picture of park squirrels and wood stumps because they’re just so interesting to photograph Harry
And he loves his DCLRs but he’s also a pretentious film nerd
Just
✨Peter and cameras✨
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