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Just Friends? [t.h.]
Pairing: Jealous!Tom Holland x Reader
Request: @anon - Hi I love your writing! Could i request with Prompt 11 "We're more than friends and you know it" with Tom Holland x reader, maybe where she is unsure about what she and Tom are, so she start flirting with another boy to get Tom off her mind
Prompt: “We’re more than just friends and you know it.”
Summary: You and Tom have been close friends for years and nothing more. But, one day he sees you flirting with someone else and jealously starts to bubble over
Warnings: Angst, Tom being a bit oblivious, fluff
Words: 2,536
A/n: My requests are closed but I’m still finishing up a few in my ask lmao and I had some inspiration and time today so here we are!! I hope y’all like it!! Lemme know what y’all think!!
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“Well, don’t you two look adorable.” Harrison mocks you and Tom as he takes a seat in one of the open lawn chairs.
You and Tom are sitting side by side in your own chairs while your legs are draped over his. There’s a small campfire burning in front of you while the cool summer air brushes across your skin. Tom’s hands are rested on your shins, his right thumb rubbing up and done slowly, subconsciously.
“What?” Tom chuckles, looking to you before looking across the fire to Harrison.
“Just look adorable, is all.” There’s a smirk dancing across Harrison’s face that makes you glare at him.
He’s taunting the both of you and you know it. Somewhere, deep down inside you, you’ve always had this thing for Tom. Always and it has always been more than obvious. Between the stolen glances, platonic cuddling, the bushing of your hand against his when you hand something to him. The banter that’s absolutely you flirting with him but playing it off as just the banter between friends when it’s brought up. Harrison knows you like him, and this is a taunt.
“We’re just friends.” Tom rolls his eyes before reaching to the ground beside him and picking up an unopened package of marshmallows. “Want one?” He offers and you nod.
He always says you’re just friends and maybe there’s a part of you that’s just a little tired of it because he does all the same things you do. He even makes the move first. He’s always the one that asks if you wanna cuddle with him for movie nights. He’s the one that starts the banter. He’s the one who pulled your legs on top of his tonight. It’s almost always him that initiates it and he talks about how no other person has been good for you so far. If he doesn’t like you more than a friend -- which is fine -- maybe he should step back. But you say nothing.
You like the way his fingers feel against your legs and you like how his body keeps you warm even on the hottest of summer nights. There’s something about the way he looks at you that just makes you never want to say anything because what if he stops looking at you with those big brown eyes that make all other shades of brown boring? You like that you’re the person he calls when something good happens and when he just needs someone to talk to. He’s your best friend and you’re his. But that doesn’t make it easy sometimes.
“Yeah,” You clear your throat. “We’re friends.” Your eyes are locked with Harrison as if to be silently warning him to shut the hell up.
Tom flashes you an oblivious smile with your words while he leans over your legs, marshmallow on a metal poker stick, and starts roasting the marshmallow for you. It hurts a little but what more can you expect? You’ve never actually told him, or really anyone, how you feel about him. And you are just friends. You can’t very well expect him to deny being friends and expect something more. But that doesn’t erase any bit of the pain in your chest.
The rest of the night goes by with the normal activities of jokes with everyone, telling stories of past memories, and your stolen glances with Tom. It’s a normal night, just like any other. Everyone slowly makes their way inside, one by one as they get tired. You and Tom always go together and end up on the couch together. When you wake up, it’s always Tom making breakfast and it’s always your favorite. He always remembers your favorite things. It’s a gesture you’ve always loved and maybe it’s one of the countless reasons your heart beats for the boy with curly hair and pretty eyes. But there’s something pulling in the pit of your stomach this time. Because maybe you’re growing a bit tired of it.
Are you supposed to yearn for some boy, your best friend, with no hope of something more coming from it for the rest of your life? That would just be lonely. You want, at some point, to settle down with someone you’re in love with and maybe waiting for Tom isn’t going to cut it. It’s not really that you’ve done it on purpose. There have been others but nothing ever felt quite right with them. Didn’t feel like it always does with Tom. And maybe that’s because you’re so hung up on him that you have to let him go.
It’s the next day and the group of you decided to go out for the night to one of your favorite bars, something the group of you do every so often. The night is going on as normal which includes plenty of flirting between you and Tom but nothing ever coming from it. There are a few comments here and there from Harrison and Harry but you ignore them. Instead, you spot a cute boy standing at the bar who’s been eyeing you all night and decide to say ‘fuck it’. You’re not going to wait for Tom forever to figure it out and you excuse yourself to go have a chat with him.
“Where’re ya goin’, darlin’?” Tom asks, eyes wide and doe-eyed, filled of innocence.
“To the bar.” Your answer is short but you keep a sweet smile. You’re definitely trying to making him jealous but you don’t want to make it seem like that.
“I’ll go with you--”
“No, no.” You shake your head. “You stay.” You give him a cheeky smile before turning on your heels and making your way to the bar.
Tom’s brows are furrowed as he watches you strut right over the guy that’s had his eye on you all night and Tom’s stomach just twists into knots. He thought it was a bit weird you didn’t want him to go with you or that you didn’t ask him to get you a drink and now he gets it. You wanted to talk to another guy. And he’s watching you give him the same giddy smile you always give him and the shade of green that screams envy curls around his bones.
“You okay, mate?” There’s a chuckle from the back of Harrison’s throat as he takes a drink from his glass, knowing exactly what’s going on.
“Yeah, yeah.” Tom snaps his neck in front of him, trying to conceal his own jealously. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Seem a bit…what’s the word, Haz?” Harry laughs, nudging Harrison with his shoulder. “Jealous?”
“I’m not jealous!” Tom’s nose scrunches but he’s such a bad liar. 
“Yeah, alright.” Harrison’s eyes roll with the raise of his brows. “Why d’ya keep glancing over there then?” Harrison’s eyes dart between the bar and Tom.
“And why do you look like you’re about to jump out of your seat?” Harry comments.
“Because!” Tom defends. “I thought there…” Tom trails off and he’s coming to realize that he’s always thought there was more to the so-called friendly banter.
Truthfully, right now, he can’t figure out why he never asked how you felt. Maybe it’s because he just always assumed you felt the same way. When you’d bring out going out with other people, you never really seemed serious about it. You’d say some flaw that they had and Tom would agree with you and point one out, too because he was clearly very oblivious and thought you were joking. But now, you’re over there with your hand on this random guy’s shoulder and he knows you weren’t joking. You haven’t brought up going on a date with someone else is so long and you two have grown so close that Tom kind of thought there was something more going on here.
“Hello?” Harry waves a hand in front of Tom’s face, breaking his stare from you and the random guy. “You were saying?” Harry asks when Tom’s attention is brought back to the table.
“I…” Tom stutters before swallowing his pride. “Well, I’ve thought there was something there!”
“You always say you’re friends?” Harrison questions, his eyes narrowed, a little annoyed at his ability to be jealous after preaching the just friends line for so long.
“Kind of just thought it wasn’t this….official thing!” Tom tries to defend himself.
“Right…” Harrison and Harry say at the same time, not fully believing what Tom is saying.
It’s true, as absurd as it sounds. The two of you spend almost every free moment with each other. You stay over with each other all the time and the countless amount of times Tom’s asked you to sleep with him in the most innocent sense of the phrase. There have been these tiny moments where you get a little too close getting up or sitting down or bumping into him where he almost thought you did it on purpose -- you did -- and he could have kissed you but he never did because it wasn’t ever something that was said and he’d never want to overstep your boundaries. It’s the moments for him where he brings you lunch on your lunch break or you bring him dinner after work, he’s there for you and you’re there for him. Yes, friends do that, but it just always felt like there was something more and he is so sure you felt the same way that now he’s getting up.
“What’re you doing?” Harrison’s voice is flat, almost dreading what’s going to come out of his mouth.
“Going over there.” Tom remarks as if Harrison should have known that.
“Is that such a good idea?” Harry asks.
“Yes?”
“Maybe you should just--”
“I’ll be back.” Tom cuts Harrison off before walking away.
“Well, this might as least be entertaining.” Harry states before turning to face where Tom is walking.
“Or humiliating for both of them.” Harrison groans but keeps watching as if waiting for the train wreck that is sure to ensue.
You catch a glimpse of Tom from the corner of your eye and your plan worked. To make him jealous because surely that’s the only reason he’s coming over here. Which, to be honest, you’re grateful for because this guy you are talking to is almost completely unbearable. He’s talking to you as if you’re a box of rocks which is only making you want to simultaneously bang your head against the bar and throw all of the drinks on him.
“Can I talk to you?” Tom asks but he keeps his voice level, not angry just flat.
“I’ll be back.” You give the douchey frat guy a sweet smile just to dig under Tom’s skin a little more.
“I’ll be waiting.” He states and you almost visibility cringe while Tom actually does give him the ‘what the fuck’ disgusted look before taking your hand in his.
You follow right behind Tom, his hand still holding yours, not forcibly or too hard, just enough to keep you behind him. On the way to the door, he spots Harrison and Harry, clearly on the edge of their seat and looking awfully deflated by the time the two of you get to the exit. Clearly, they wanted to witness how this was going to go down but Tom won’t give them the satisfaction.
“What’s up?” You ask, innocence in your eyes and your voice as you step outside.
“What’re you goin’ in there?” Tom asks, his voice a little harsher now.
“What do you mean?” You ask, the innocence falls a little in your voice, seeing Tom is now actually upset.
“Flirting with that guy.” Tom remarks, gesturing a hand toward the door.
“So?” You cross your arms. “What’s it matter?”
“Because, y/n.” Tom’s eyes widen and his posture is polar opposite to what you’re used to. He’s normally so confident but now he’s annoyed and seems a bit….hurt? Jealous isn’t the right word here because you can tell by the lack of light and fire in his eyes, it’s not jealously. Just hurt.
“Because isn’t exactly an answer, Tom.” You push, wanting him to give you an actual answer. You think you know where this is going because why else wouldn’t he want you to flirt with someone? Some random person? It’s a little hard to believe given how he’s pushed the friends thing but you’re not backing out of this now.
“Why do you think?” Tom challenges. “You think I just cuddle with anyone? I make sure I’m up a full hour before you so I could make your breakfast? A breakfast I practiced when you weren’t around to make sure I’d have it right?” Tom asks and you never knew he had to practice to make a breakfast for you. “I always make sure you get inside okay and text you every morning and night on the few days we aren’t actually together. Why do you think I spend all of my free time with you?”
Your face softens with his words but there’s still a bit of confusion left here. “You say we’re just friends.” If all of that is true, why wouldn’t he just say something? All of this could have been avoided had he just said something.
“We’re more than just friends and you know it.” His voice is stern as he takes a step towards you and that’s what you’ve been wanting to hear this whole time.
So, you step into him.
Your hands come to his face, cupping either side of his face while you bring his lips to yours. Tom’s brows furrow and his body stiffens but only for a second before he relaxes against your touch. His hands come up to the small of your back, pulling you completely up against him.
You pull away first. “Why didn’t you just say something?” There’s a soft and subtle smile starting to dance across your face.
He shakes his head. “Thought it was a bit obvious.”
“The just friends thing, Tom?” Your eyes narrow but the smile is evident now.
“Didn’t think you’d want a label, you never said anything.” Tom explains and his cheeks turn red at the idea that he could have said something all this time and he could have you be his.
“Well, let’s make it official this time.” You press a kiss to the tip of his nose and his hands tighten around you.
“Will you go on an official date with me?” Tom chuckles.
“Well, duh.” You give him a laugh before Tom slams his mouth against yours, you laughing against him. You pull away once more, earning a small whimper and a pouty face from Tom. “We should probably get back in there before Harrison and Harry think we’ve killed each other.”
Tom lets out a soft laugh, his eyes darting down and back up to you. “That mean we can pick this up later?” He asks with the wiggle of his brows.
“Definitely.” 
Tom presses a quick kiss to your lips before sliding his hand down to yours. “Alright, darlin’, let’s go then.” He nods his head towards the door, his fingers interlocked with yours and this time, it’s more than just friends.
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mischievous-thunder · 7 months
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moodymarie · 21 days
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Reading fanfics with y/l/n is such a struggle as a european
Like they would never be able to pronounce my last name 😭😭😭
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nowayspidey · 6 months
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The beetle x The spider.
(Peter Parker x Male!Reader!blue beetle.)
Your ass was on fire. Literally. Burning sensation all over your back along with a throbbing pain that only intensified more and more as soon as you got to the room. Or better said; fell on the room, rolling on the cold floor. Chest rising and falling with no signs of stopping a frantic breathing. Or maybe because Peter let go of you to run and close all the windows in the apartment.
'What's all that sound?' A feminine voice followed Peter steps as he returned with a panicked expression to the room, standing next to you.
That's when you experienced one of the most embarrassing moments in front of your mother-in-law's figure. Peter had slipped the suit off his body, and you.... almost the same. Peter was in his boxers while your's were revealed on the part of your butt. You had gotten up and were on your back checking for injuries. Peter's hand hit your back, catching your attention.
"WHAT?!?!" You snapped angrily.
And yes, you were angry with him. But your anger had blinded you the fact that you were showing your ass to May Parker and Happy Hogan who were now standing at the door-room frame.
'What's going on....? (M/n)..? Can you-- can both of youput on some clothes right now and explain to us what's going on?'
'Yes. May.' Both of you said in unision.
'I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing that beetle embedded in your back (M/c).' Happy had an expression between disgust and curiosity.
'I know. It's unpleasant. But she's sensitive so let's try not to say it out loud.'
But nevertheless, you spoke again first.
'Peter decided to trust a complete stranger on the trip to Italy and NOW after trying to kill us, he revealed our identities!'
'(M/c)!' Peter hissed. He had heard your complaints since you boarded Happy's jet in that tulip field that day on the netherlands.
The two of you had a complicated "relationship."
'Just telling the truth.' You answered, almost eating him with your eyes as you remembered everything that happened in Italy and London.
You spat out the words like venom as you dressed in blue pajama pants and a Hello Kitty shirt you found in Peter's closet.
Helicopters surrounded the building. You ran to the living room in your Hello Kitty pajamas to find every news channel the revelation that Quentin Beck had recorded.
'This is bad. Really bad.' You murmured.
'This is a shithole.' The voice of the beetle responded.
'Yes it is.' You ran a hand through your hair.
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Authors note: i know i took a looong break from writing. But im better (mentally) now and back on trying to write more m/c fics!♡
This is a small series i have planned base on no way home movie x blue beetle movie!!! Also, If you want jaime reyes fics you can drop request at my box ;)
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they-bite · 2 months
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this is the only project i want tom holland’s name invoked for
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Boxing lessons | Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
Summary: Tony asks Peter to gives you boxing lessons. Little did they know, you are not as defenseless as they thought 
Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
Word count: 0.9k
Request: Can you prompt #1 with MCU PeterxStark!reader.
** keep sending request with this list here the 100 different kisses prompt list here
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Peace and quiet was not something that could be found at the Compound. There was always someone disturbing your peace whether it was in the kitchen by begging you to make them a sandwich too or give them one of the cookies you just baked, the lounge by complaining about whatever was on TV or just talking while you were watching something, or the gym by insisting you get on the ring and learn some defense moves.
You had been running on the treadmill, doing your daily five miles in your corner, when your father bursted inside the gym and began insisting you get on the ring with Peter and learn some defense moves.
''I don't need to learn boxing, Dad. I’m not gonna become part of the Avengers. I already told you I wasn't interested. I prefer working in the labs.''
''I know. Which is why you’ve enrolled at MIT instead of putting on an iron suit. See these lessons as basic defense for women. You've been kidnapped once-''
''And I got myself out perfectly fine,'' you finished while maintaining your pace on the treadmill. ''Can I please finish my cardio workout in peace?''
He completely disregarded your question and pursued trying to prove his point. ''Because Peter got there and was able to distract the guy, giving you time to get yourself out.''
''I would’ve gotten myself out without Peter’s help too.''
It had been a close one, but, in your defense, you wouldn’t have been kidnapped if Tony would’ve let you stay home instead of taking you on the mission. Your first outing in an iron suit had not gone well.
''What will you do when you go to college? There will be no Peter or Steve or me or anyone to save you when some perverted weirdo approaches you at night.''
You decided to not point out how he only mentioned men as your ‘saviors’. You doubted he did it on purpose. Tony knew Natasha and Wanda were very strong Avengers too.
''One in five women in college experiences sexual assault. I don't want you to become one of them. You need to learn to defend yourself, Y/N. Get on the damn ring with Peter!'' Tony insisted.
As a very very protective dad, it was normal that he worried about your safety. Especially when you were going to leave the nest and move to a college dorm. You understood his motives. You had been by his side all your life and his only daughter for fifteen years. He just wanted to make sure you were going to be safe by yourself.
You sighed in annoyance and got off of the treadmill, giving in to your father's request. If this was all he needed to calm his protective-dad worries and sleep peacefully while you were away, you'll do it.
''Parker! Get over here!'' Tony’s voice echoed.
Peter abandoned whatever he was doing and got on the ring first, being closer to it than you. He helped you in, pulling at the ropes to let you slip in between. You thanked him for being such a gentleman, as always.
''I’m sorry. I was roped into this too,'' Peter said, rubbing the back of his neck in guilt. ''Mr. Stark told me you were in for the lessons, but that no one had time to teach you. As your boyfriend, I couldn’t say no.''
You shot your dad a glare, hating how he lied to Peter to get his way. True Tony Stark manipulation method.
You shook your head. ''It’s fine, Pete. Let’s get this over with.''
Peter nodded and put on a pair of gloves. There was sweat on his forehead and gym tank from training all afternoon, making you bite down your bottom lip. As much as you liked sweet and nerdy Peter, sweaty, working out Peter was hot.
If your father had not been there, you would’ve pulled him in for a make out session right here on this ring.
You put on the smaller gloves - for hand support and prevent injuries - while Peter’s eyes lowered down to your sports two-piece, watching how the tight spandex hugged your figure nicely. Sensing his eyes on you, you purposely lifted yours, seductively locking your eyes with Peter’s as you fastened the wrist closure. He was so easy to lure. You had him wrapped around your little finger.
After a few uncomfortable seconds, Tony cleared his throat and Peter snapped out of his staring.
''W-we'll start with some basic rules and moves because I don't want to hurt you,'' Peter began explaining. ''Rule number one: never take your eyes off your opone-''
Not letting him time to finish, you grabbed Peter's gloved fist, pulling him down with it. You then used his shoulder to spin on yourself and bring your thighs on top, bringing him down to the ring's floor with a loud thud. You used your knees to catch Peter's head and keep it locked between them.
You looked down at Peter. The look of surprise on his face was priceless. He did not expect you to knock him down like that. He did not expect you to knock him down at all.
''You might need to go over that rule of yours. I think you've forgotten.''
A proud grin broke on Tony's face, remembering how Natasha took down Happy a couple years ago with that same technique. ''That's my girl!'' he hollered.
You let go of Peter, but he remained on the floor, still in shock.
''I've been training with Nat,'' you explained with a grin, sitting next to him. ''She taught me how to use my appearance as a weapon. She taught me to feign innocence and drop people's guard - especially men's. Men are so easy to trick. That's how the black widows - the spiders - attract and kill their mates.''
''Wow. That was so hot,'' Peter stuttered out. ''Can we do it again?''
You stood and looked down at Peter. ''Come over here and make me,'' you challenged.
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fleursbae · 1 year
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midnights prompt list!
i've decided to make another prompt list based off my favorite songs from midnights, taylor swift’s álbum that came out last year, you can request any of these prompts via the ask button!
gentle reminder that i’m currently writing for: daniel ricciardo, charles leclerc, george russell, lewis hamilton and others! please check my guidelines before submitting.
lavender haze — talk your talk and go viral, i just need this love spiral
maroon — and i lost you, the one i was dancing with in new york
anti-hero — i wake up screaming from dreaming one day i'll watch as you're leaving ‘cause you got tired of my scheming
snow on the beach — i can’t speak afraid to jinx it
midnight rain — i guess sometimes we all get just what we wanted, just what we wanted and he never thinks of me
question…? — can i ask you a question? did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room?
labyrinth — uh oh, i’m falling in love. oh no, i'm falling in love again
karma — karma is the guy on the screen coming straight home to me
sweet nothing — all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
mastermind — what if i you none of it was accidental and the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me?
the great war — that was the night i nearly lost you, i really thought i lost you
paris — romance is not dead if you keep it just yours
high infidelity — do you really want to know where i was april 29th?
that’s it everyone! please, submit your prompt with the one person you would like! also, please let me know if you guys would like a prompt list based off speak now (since taylor’s version is coming in july!)
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littlemissomega · 1 year
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Key: ♤= smut | ♡=fluff | ◇= dark ^=personal favorites | *=top/most likes
[Last updated: 10/01/2023
HoneyMoon Hell ♤♡
Sensory processing disorder reader! x Tom Holland
Summary: Morning wake up call gone wrong
Warnings: smut, sensory meltdown, aftercare, Tom being a perfect hubby
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Big Girl Thoughts ♤*
mommy!wanda maximoff x reader
Summary: Wanda just can't get enough of her baby
Warnings: Overstimulation, smut, mommy kink, Wanda being condesending, degrading
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How Would They Know? ♤♡
mommy!natasha romanoff x reader
Summary: Y/N and Natasha go out for dinner, but Natasha has an idea to mix it up
Warnings: overstimulation, mommy kink, public sex, bathroom sex, pet names, degrading, aftercare, etc
Word Count: 3405
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Series: Meeting the Coworkers ♤♡^
Steve Rogers x Y/N x peter parker , wanda maximoff x bucky barnes x natasha romanoff
Summary: Steve has been transparent about his polyamorous relationship with some of his Coworkers since he started dating Y/N, but she was never interested. Until she became curious with that part of Steve's life and asks to meet the gang, but just one at a time. Things get heated and Y/N discovers a whole new side of herself
Part 1: Meeting Peter Parker
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Dios Mio♤♡
peter parker x tony stark's daughter!reader
Summary: Peter and Y/N get caught in the act by her dad- Tony Stark
Warnings: smut, oral (f recieving) orgasum denial if you squint, Tony Stark being an overprotective dad, getting caught in the act, embarrassment, mention of getting pregnant, mention of marriage,
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Cravings ♤♡
Natasha romanoff x pregnant! reader
Summary: natashas 's wife wakes up with intense pregnancy cravings
Warnings: smut, mommy kink, pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, strap on, hypersensitive, nipple play, aftercare, pet names, Russian pet names
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Viral ♤
Pornstar!Natasha romanoff x influencer!reader
Summary: Y/N's followers dare her to call Natasha 'Mommy' on camera
Warnings: SMUT, 18+, strap used, overstimulation, Mommy kink, video sex, live stream sex, cussing, pet names (bunny, luv, luvie, baby, babygirl, etc), praise kink, degradation kink, Y/N says “it hurt” (nothing is physically hurting her tho), bad writing
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Principessa ◇♤
dark!mafia!bucky barnes x innocent!reader
Warnings: smut, non con, kidnapping, mafia leader Bucky, housewife kink, degrading kink, non consensual use of a vibrator, overstimulation, bondage, crying, innocence kink, squirting, virgin reader, Bucky’s kinda sick but it’s also kinda hot 👀
Summary: Y/N's trip to Italy turns dark
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Conflict of Interest ♤
dom!Natasha x needy!reader
Warnings: edging, overstimulation, Y/N falls deep into subspace, praise kink, use of a vibrator, Y/N’s insecure thoughts, use of a strap, allusion to aftercare, but not actually written
Summary: Y/N is very needy while Natasha is working
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Malyshka♤^
alpha!Wanda x omega!reader
Summary: Y/N joins the Avengers thinking she’ll be able to hide being an omega. Wanda bursts her bubble.
Warnings: smut, overstimulation, mating, biting, penetration, omega heat, fingering, knotting, pet names (malyshka, baby, luv, luvie), Bucky’s an asshole, a kinda maybe spark better Bucky (I can’t write fight scene without banter), scenting, scent blockers
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Hungry ♤♡
alpha!Rhyand x omega!reader
Summary: Rhysand finds a way to make his mate eat during her heat
Warnings: smut, cockwarming, teasing, mating, reader not wanting to eat but Rhys convincing her too, bargaining, heat and rut, overstimulation, mention of biting/marking, breeding kink, pet names (Alpha, Omega, little dove, baby), wing play/stimulation, food play if you squint, bad writing, not proof read
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Chronically ill Reader:
I'm Here ♡
steve rogers x endometriosis!reader
Summary: Steve Roger's girlfriend has endometriosis and gets her period
Warnings: chronic pain, reader has endometriosis which causes extremely painful periods, reader gets her period, throwing up, crying, little suggestive but not really (Y/N thinks Steve is gonna do something sexual for a second, but he doesn't)
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How Low Can You Go? ♡
Diabetic!reader x Stucky
Summary: reader’s blood sugar drops in the middle of the night
Warnings: Dangerously low blood sugar, low blood sugar symptoms (head racing, shaky, brain fog), crying, blood, mention of glucose tablets (which is kinda a medication? It helps get your blood sugar up), orange juice, fluff, pet names (Ladybug, princess, sweetie, honey, etc)
Short and sweet enough to give your hyperglycemia (high blood sugar)
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hollandsangel · 1 year
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Oh my goodness, Tom and #22 from the fluff prompts. I’m always so cold!! 💕
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#22 "your hands are colder than the one time i lost a bet and i had to stick my hand into the snow for five minutes."
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you feel you phone ding in your pocket but don’t bother to pull it out, drink tray and pizza box balanced in your hand as you rush down the street. it’s rainy in kingston, has been all weekend and you’re worried the downpour will soak through your laptop bag.
you feel the buzz in your coat one more time, but it’s overpowered the shiver that crawls up your spine. you can finally see the house come into view and the relief that floods you nearly mimics warmth. it’s shortlived though, as you remember you’ll have to dig through your tote for your keys. you silently curse yourself for your sheer number of bags and unfree hands.
the steps have darkend from the rain pelting at the concrete and your sneakers have soaked through just a tad, leaving your soaks just damp enough to be uncomfortable. the porch light is on, and you can’t remember if you left it on before you left or if maybe tom’s home now and flicked it on for you. a quick try of the door proves your boyfriend is still out, and you think he was probably the reason for you phone buzzing earlier.
it’s a balancing game as you search for the house keys, finally finding them in the pocket of your hoodie under your buttoned up jacket, pizza box teetering on the hand rail and drink tray precariously held in your shaking hand when the key ultimately makes it into the lock.
the house is warm upone entry, and you try your hardest to shrug off all your layers as quickly as possible, rubbing your hands together in hopes of regaining feelings in your fingers. once the food has made it onto the counter and you’d gotten into new socks (and a pair of tom’s sweats) you check you phone. 
are you still grabbing food? i’ve got haz and the twins now i can come pick you up
tuwaine said he’d meet us at the house
are you walking? it’s bloody cold
you laugh a bit at the inconvenient timing because you would have really loved a ride. just as you go to try and respond, you hear familiar voices outside, arguing over something through laughter.
“when was the last time you bought an umbrella?”
 it’s tom, he’s the first to walk through the door, followed by sam who counters back with, “yeah, har, i don’t think i’ve ever seen you with one.”
when you turn to greet them, you catch a glimpse of harry’s frizzy hair and unimpressed pout, clearly annoyed with his brothers, “i don’t wanna talk about this anymore,” he huffs, closing the door with a hearty shove. harrison just snickers and musses up harry’s hair a bit more.
“darling!” tom disregards his younger brother, shoes coming off and halfharzardly left on the mat by the door as he waltzes into the kitchen and kisses your cheek, “you didn’t answer my texts, you just get home?” he asks, peering over his shoulder at you while taking everyone’s drinks from the tray.
“yeah, i just walked, my hands were super full,” you explain, smiling as he passes you your hot chocolate, “besides, i think my hands were too frozen to type,” you mumble, bringing the cup to blow on the steaming liquid.
tom sets his own cup down and reaches for your hands, frowning when englufs them in his own, "your hands are colder than the one time i lost a bet and had to stick my hand into the snow for five minutes."
“yeah, i still can’t believe they let you back into canada after that trip,” you tease back, grinning as he kisses your knuckles.
harrison chuckles over the rim of his drink, staring down at his phone, “i don’t think we’ll ever be allowed back in that bar.”
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lnfours · 7 months
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tom’s-gf’s 10k celebration
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hi my loves!! first off, thank you so so much for 10k followers. seriously, what the fuck?? i love you all so much. so, to celebrate hitting 10k followers, i decided to throw a little celebration!
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pbnjparker · 2 years
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cuddles | t. holland
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an: just a cute fluffy short blurb w tom <3 love u guys sm and again after 295023 times im so sorry for lagging :( ive got two more weeks left of my term and only get to rest for one week before going into my summer term! 
pairing: tom holland x fem!reader
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“You look extremely adorable right now,” Tom said lighting tapping your nose, “It’s hard to lay here, in your arms and not want to kiss you.” 
You smiled and move closer to him, “I won't say not to any kisses.” You mumbled, “I’m sure you wouldn’t.” He laughed, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. 
“I’m so lucky that I get to have you in my life,” You smiled, “I really don’t know where or who I'd be if I never met you.” 
Tom rubbed your back soothingly, “I love you,” He said pressing another kiss on your forehead, “I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for us.” 
Before you know it, Tom had already fallen asleep and you felt yourself falling asleep too. You pressed a small kiss on Tom’s cheek, “Good night sweet angel.” You whispered, “Good night love.” He said before pulling you in closer to him. 
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jasntodds · 2 years
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Summary:
Pairing: Bartender!Tom Holland x Reader
You want a relationship and Tom wants to find his “one person.” The want to not be lonely left you both going on a string of bad dates. And you both had your usual spots you would go to sulk about it but, as a coincidence would have it, your spots are closed on the same night leading you both to same exact diner. And as another coincidence would have it, your server serves you each other’s meals, leading the two of you to meet.
Not a soulmate AU but inspired but the red string of fate theory.
Warnings: Angst, fluff, mentions of getting cheated on previously, alcohol use, there’s blood in like one chapter (I can’t help it)
A/N: I said I thought about this fic for over a year and here we are lmao decided to finally write it. I haven’t been this excited or happy with a series since Forever so I hope you guys enjoy it as much I do!! 
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Chapters:
Chapter 1 - Coincidences Chapter 2 - Date One Chapter 3 - The Setup Chapter 4 - Atlas (coming Nov. 25) Chapter 5 - Date Two Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 Chapter 9 - Petrichor  Chapter 10 - Oh, There’s The Trauma Chapter 11 Chapter 12 
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I don’t know Tom personally nor I own him. What’s written is just fiction and should be thought of as such. I’m essentially using him as a nameclaim and faceclaim. I’m creating a character and just using his name and features for details. I do not directly associate Tom with any ideas used in my writing. It’s used for entertainment and fictional purposes only. I do not directly associate the actions, activities, or emotions with Tom himself. He is being used here as a character should be thought of such.
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viviennes-tears · 14 days
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Little Tease (Tom Hiddleston, Tom Holland, Sebastian Stan & X reader One shot)
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18+ blog: It is YOUR responsibility, as a reader, to think about the content that you consume at your own discretion.  ~
A/N: Hello all you wonderful people! 
It's been forever since I last updated and I apologise profusely for my absence. I won't ramble on here about it, as there's a full explanation on my profile about my lack of updates, and an announcement too for you to check out. However I am hoping the following updates have been worth the extended wait.
Also thank you to Florence_Nightwing for sending me another prompt from back in October and for waiting extremely patiently for me to write this. I will say I got into a flow which then took a turn and I hope it worked out well. It was certainly fun to write and a great way to come back 😊 x
(This is now the last of the October 2023 prompts and prompts are still currently closed.)
Prompt requested by Florence_Nightwing on AO3: If your not too inundated, can you please do another like this? Tom and Sebastian go to the costume trailer to see Tom Holland in just his Spiderman thong for the female costume assistant he fancies. They decide to be annoying big brothers and tease him in front of her even going as far as to give him a wedge and ask her how she likes his butt cheeks, and they play with them. Something goofy like that, please.
Summary: You are working on a Marvel set as an assistant in the costume department. You've worked on all the solo Tom Holland (your crush) SpiderMan movies previously working on this movie set. You've always enjoyed the working environment and those who you've worked with, however this one particular day onset was one you weren't expecting, which ended up involving Tom, Tom Hiddleston and Sebastian Stan. Along the way you gain a new self-discovery. 
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"I'm sorry I keep causing you extra work all the time." Tom says, while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Nonsense, Tom, you know it's my job to do repairs and assist on costume designs." You assured him, as you prepare to fix his Spidey suit for the thousandth time whilst working on this movie alone. 
Actually you've been lucky enough to be a costume assistant on all the solo SpiderMan movies since Tom took on the role, however this is the first time you've worked on any of the other Marvel projects, because usually when they asked for you to come back you had to decline, due to other work obligations. Although you made sure for all the solo SpiderMan movies that you were available to work, partly because you enjoyed those who you worked with, and partly because of your crush on Tom. Not that he knows you have feelings for him, nor have you noticed he has a crush on you too, despite it being so obvious to everyone else.
Once you had set everything ready you helped unzip him out of his suit, before he carefully pulled the suit down and off in order to not cause any further damage, albeit neither of you are aware of being watched during this short interaction. At least not until...
"Well, well, well Thomas...have we been careless again?" Sebastian says playfully, as he himself and Hiddleston emerge from their hiding spot from around the corner, each of them carrying their own costumes in their arms. Holland instantly sighs and rolls his eyes at the older men as they approach while you try to hide your amusement.
"Come now, Seb, don't embarrass the boy in front of the lovely lady." Hiddleston says flirtatiously, taking your hand and kissing it, purposely to annoy Holland and make you blush as you often did whenever he put on the charm.
"Aren't you two done for the day?" Tom asks slightly frustratedly, as Hiddleston winks at you and lets your hand go.
"We are indeed." Hiddleston replies, taking Sebastian's costume from him and hanging both of their costumes onto the correct standing rack.
"But there's no rush to be anywhere...besides we've not had much chance to catch up yet." Sebastian adds with a sly smile on his lips as he eyes Holland up and down. Clearly he is calculating his next move, making Holland a bit nervous, as for yourself you've somewhat recovered from Tom's charming act a moment ago.
Hiddleston suddenly appears behind Holland without him noticing until he feels the older man's big hands on his shoulders, causing him to flitch slightly, and then breath out when he turns his head to see who it was. "Relax, Tom." Hiddleston chuckles before he begins massaging his bare shoulders.
"Yeah, just us here..." Sebastian adds, his eyes darkening with mischief intent and Tom assumed Hiddleston looked the same way, they usually do when the teasing is going to take a turn that he can never quite predict what will come of it.
You cleared your throat shortly after Sebastian said that and then you began to assess the full extent of the damage to Tom's Spidey suit over by your workbench. Holland gulped as he felt Hiddleston’s hands gently trail down his back, before the slight squeeze on his hips. The way Tom squirmed distracted you and made you look between the men confused by the silent looks between each of them.
"What?" You asked with furrowed eyebrows, abandoning the Spidey suit on your workbench.
"What do you think of Thomas here?" Sebastian asks out of the blue, stunning you from the unexpected question. Sebastian's smirk reappears as he pulls Tom closer to him, making him face you while he drapes his arm around Tom's neck, and his hand resting on his bare chest. Tom stands there awkwardly, and he knows if he tries to move away it would be a futile attempt, meaning Sebastian will make it worse for him if he tries.
"Well...I-I think he's a great guy. Never difficult to work with nor does he cause any drama like some people can on sets." You replied, choosing these words as a safe way to answer the question. "Want more than that, love." Hiddleston says in a low seductive voice close to you, his scent invading your senses too. He did it on purpose again, getting you to blush and for Holland to feel annoyed he's flirting with you once more.
"You can't say you're not attracted to him right now...I mean look at this face." Sebastian teases as he pinches Holland's cheeks together with his free hand, the other still resting on his bare chest, his actions causing Tom to get a little flustered now he's worked out their intentions. Even if he hasn't worked out how far they will go.
You struggle to find words to divert from divulging your true feelings for Tom, but the blush on your cheeks was evident enough for them anyway, not that either Sebastian or Hiddleston would mention they've known for a long time already. Despite your inability to defend yourself it didn't falter the older men from teasing the pair of you further.
"He's quite the catch, no?" Hiddleston asks, his fingers brushing against your exposed arms due to the short sleeves you have on today, the feather-like touch forming goosebumps on your arms. 
"What's not to like? He's young, good looking and sweet as you girls like to say." Sebastian continued, letting go of Holland's cheeks, but the hand which had been resting on his chest no longer stayed still. Instead his fingers started to circulate around Tom's left nipple slowly and gently. The sensation caused Tom's nipple to react and form a tweak-able point, much to his annoyance Sebastian took advantage, rolling the peak of his nipple between his fingers. Your eyes widened slightly, this wasn't at all where you imagined this conversation to go at all, of course your reaction amused the older men to no end.
"What more could you ask for, darling?" Hiddleston adds, as he moves over to the guys, his fingers gone yet left a tingling sensation in their wake.
"Alright, alright guys, I think Y/N is getting uncomfortable now." Tom says with nervous laughter and pleading eyes. It's clear he's trying to hide something from you, you just can't work out what, at least not yet.
Sebastian mockingly ponders for a few seconds before saying, "no, I think we're getting somewhere with this. Right, Tommy?"
"Right." Hiddleston agrees, wrapping his arm around Holland's waist, Sebastian's still around his neck. "We're only helping out the little guy." Hiddleston adds playfully, both he and Sebastian chuckle simultaneously. Holland sighs exasperatedly, you're speechless, this being the strangest interaction you've had with any of them.
"Come on, Thomas, lighten up." Sebastian says, his hand trailing down Tom's back down to his ass, squeezing his bare ass cheek firmly. Holland's eyes widened in surprise as he jumped a little at the same time. "Do you like his ass, Doll?" Sebastian asks, a darker look appearing in his eyes as he stares at Holland.
"I-I er..." You stuttered, your cheeks flushing again at another risque question, Tom's cheeks just as red too.
"I think you just need a memory refresher." Sebastian says, his fingers wrapping around the thin waistband of Tom's thong, then tugging at them swiftly and yanking them upwards. Tom lets out a little unexpected yelp as his balls were being strung up. His lips then press into a firm thin line as Sebastian man handles him with his free hand, Hiddleston's arm falling from his waist, his butt then on full display to you now he's been made to turn around. "Mhm...peachy." Sebastian adds, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. 
A few seconds later Sebastian man handles Tom again, he stumbles as Sebastian forces him to walk over to the workbench, he frees up some space, shoving things aside including the Spidey suit to one side too. Followed by Sebastian standing to the side while pressing Tom forwards against the workbench, forcing him face down, his hand pressing down on his back with his fingers splayed out to keep him in place. Hiddleston starts smirking in his signature Loki way, his eyes darkening now too to match Sebastian's own, he also continues to crotch down on the other side of Holland, spanking his ass hard and Holland yelps again. Your jaw drops instantly, realising they must have a much closer relationship than anyone knew about, plus the more you witness their behaviour the more you realised you're now somehow involved too.
"He likes a good spanking." Hiddleston seemed to have a look about him that made you realise he really wasn't joking, despite his tone sounded like he was. The next thing you knew was Hiddleston grabbing hold of your wrist, gently pulling you closer, as Holland peered over his shoulder shyly with brightly flushed cheeks. "Give it a try, love." Hiddleston encourages, his thumb gently rubbing over your skin and you feel another tingling sensation from his touch.
The older men see you're hesitant, you have every right to be though, after all you've never spanked anyone before. Sebastian and Hiddleston give each other an exchange of looks in agreement, leading to Hiddleston easing your hand towards Holland's butt, before getting you to cup his bare ass cheek in your palm. You all hear the loud gulp from Holland and you feel his ass clenching beneath your touch. Followed by you taking a shaky breath out of nervousness, albeit your fingers soon twitch, feeling the warmth of Holland's ass in your hand and Hiddleston's fingers lightly caressing the back of your hand. This lasts for a long moment before Hiddleston leads your hand away and back again, a light tap on Holland's ass on re-entry, he's easing you into the idea of spanking. All the while Sebastian watched Hiddleston teach you how to spank someone the right way to bring pleasure. Of course he was delighted by the sight and absentmindedly caressed Holland's body.
Every touch and sensation was affecting Tom, his breathing becoming more shaky and low, his cheeks still bright red, while his fists kept clenching and unclenching. Although the long awaited anticipation eventually arrived, after the small little practice goes your hand thwacked against his ass hard, a low moan escaping Tom's lips upon impact while you felt the way his flesh had a slight heat to it already.
Hiddleston rose up to his full height shortly thereafter, leaning in closer towards you, his scent assaulting your senses again due to the closeness. "Again, darling." Hiddleston whispered lowly, his lips brushed against the shell of your ear, causing your lips to part slightly to allow a tiny puff of air to escape. A smirk appeared on his lips like before as his fingers wrapped around your wrist once more. "Again." He repeats.
You look toward Sebastian who nods approvingly and bites his lower lip. By this point however it's like these men have gotten under your skin like you never imagined they could, yet somehow they had accomplished to do so. On the other hand it was all rather arousing too, once you had become acquainted with the situation you found yourself in, a situation which would be engraved into your memory for sure.
As you prepared to give Tom another good smack he peered over his shoulder at you again. His eyes seem to be staring into your soul, not like he's begging for you to stop, in fact you see the opposite and you know he wants more. There have been many times where you pictured Tom during the throes of pleasure, however never in your wildest dreams had you pictured him like being dominated. That look did give you reassurance about doing this and you went for it this time. This time you spanked Tom's butt repeatedly in a rapid quick session, the older men not able to take their eyes off the scene before them, while Tom moaned and yelped in pleasure. 
"Enough." Sebastian suddenly cuts you off mid action after a few consecutive slaps. You do as you're told and watch Sebastian help Tom to stand up properly again. His hand massaging Tom's butt, earning a low grunt from Tom, both older men chuckled.
"Not bad, love." Hiddleston praises and places a kiss upon your reddened cheek. Getting their approval actually felt nice, but you also had a feeling you've definitely delved into something with the three of them now. 
In the end you found it wasn't as far-fetched as it may have first sounded, because within the next hour an hour you found yourself in Hiddleston's trailer with the three of them, naked. Your seemingly normal day working on set turned into an afternoon delight partaking in a foursome. A foursome with even more kinky antics and you being fucked in every hole at the same time. Your body got used and over simulated in the most pleasurable way by the end. Along the way discovering a new side of yourself, a side of yourself you wanted to continue to explore, the exploration you knew would only ever be satisfied with these three beautiful men.
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believeinstarker · 9 months
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starker public sex. thats the whole prompt
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winterspiderpurrs · 1 year
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"Sir, as per your protocol, I am to inform you that Peter is in great emotional distress. He is not in physical distress, I will keep a watch on his vitals"
Tony set his coffee cup down from where he stood in the kitchen with Steve, Bucky and Rhodey. He clears his throat " Thanks Friday, do you know what cause it with out invading his privacy"
" He recieved a phone call and an email from Mr. Osborn's solicitor and lawyers."
He made a face, raising his hand up wipe down his face. Its been a few months since the late Harry Osborn had passed away. He had finally succumb to his mysterious genetic illness. Tony didn't know all of the details but he knows that Harry and Peter were close. The final weeks before Harry passed Peter was at his bedside. The death of his friend devastated the young man. He looked over at Rhodey and then back at Steve and Bucky who both had a solemn look on their faces.
" Let the kid know if he needs anything to let me know. "
" Of course. Peter has informed me he will be in need of Ms. Potts and her publicity skills and possibly the team of lawyers you have on hand. "
" What.... Friday. Once Peter is well enough tell him to come talk. Whatever he needs he can have. But i will need to know whats going on"
" Peter has permissioned the access to his email for your review. A copy has already been sent to Ms. Potts"
Tony turns around and projected the email up in the air in a hologram. Everyone gathered close as they read the email. The shocked look on all there faces, Steve reaching out to hold Bucky's hand as his eyes filled with tears.
" Hey Pete,
If your reading this it means I finally kicked the bucket and the vultures at the company can't legally get away with what they want. And I'm sorry Peter. I wish we had more time and I could prepare you for this, it feels like only a few weeks ago instead of the last couple of years to when we reconnect. I was an ass. And your a mess Peter Parker, but you are my best friend. We have known each other for so long and no matter what we have gone through you stayed my friend even when I didn't deserve it. Your a good person, no fashion sense and those jokes? Horrible. But that makes you, you.
And before you say you dont deserve anything and this was never what you had in mind. Just listen to me for once. You deserve to live the life you deserve. I know I pissed off a lot of people with my will. But Peter if anyone deserves to run Oscorp, its you. Father always liked you, even after everything, he always wanted you helping the company. Even if you decide to sale it, I trust you will do good things, life changing things. I know money doesn't mean anything to you but you will finally be able to get new clothes that are NOT from a thrift shop cause thats just gross Pete.
And yes, you are entitled to this. When the accords happened, I told you I didn't trust Stark as far as I could throw him. He has done good by you now but in the beginning I was the one making sure you were safe. I promised you on your 18th birthday that I would always take care of you. And even though I'm not there. This is me fulfilling that promise.
And I'm sorry you are finding out this way. And I promise I would have fixed it if the time came but until then. Maybe it was me being selfish.
I never signed the papers of the annulment. I paid the judge off. We are still legally married.
Peter Benjamin Parker. I've been in love with you since we were 11. Took me a while to realize that I was jealous of your loving family, your smarts, how you didn't care about my money. I know I was being selfish when you turned 18 and would of needed to sign the accords. Nothing Stark could of done could of protected you. And when I realized this is when I could marry you? I jumped at the chance. My family had the money to protect you in a way Stark couldn't since he had no claims on you legally.
You made me the happiest I have every been when you agreed. We had a great few months together before Father found out and I pulled off the greatest fuck you ever to the family legacy. I know I had to tell you we had to separate. And I knew that it broke your heart but you were so worried about how the public would view me, the company that you signed and told me we could go back to being friends.
I'm glad for the time we had together. Even after we reconnect later, I had no hope of rekindling what we had before. My clock was ticking and I didn't want to hurt you even further. But I guess you were going to be hurt no matter what.
Peter Benjamin Parker you deserve all the love and happiness in the world. I'm glad I got to experience what it means to be loved by you "
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hangmanslvrgirl · 1 year
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is it better to speak or to die?
black!fem!reader x college!peter parker
warnings: fluff, idiots in love, not proof read at all 🫶🏾
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“is it better to speak or to die?” you ask your friend peter during one of your all might revision sessions in the library. he drops his pen and turns to you so you copy him and do the same thing, knees knocking together like two little kids with no sense of personal space but peter doesn’t mind and neither do you.
“depends. what does either choice mean for me?” he replies thoughtfully.
“if you speak then you risk rejection but there is a chance that your words will be spoke and understood, if you die then your words die inside you and with you, i guess you never really know what could’ve been.” you don’t mean to get so philosophical but peter parker had been on your damned mind for the past few years that you had known him, you met him in your first year of college and you’d been trapped by him ever since.
“what’s that saying? you miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take. i’d rather speak, i’d like to live knowing that i spoke my mind whether i was rejected or heard.” you nod along to his words but you can barely focus with peter absentmindedly drawing shapes on your leg. “and you? what would you choose?”
he keeps up with his drawings on your leg but he’s keeping eye contact with those very eyes that you love. “i’m not sure.” you murmur, “people tell me to speak but i’m scared that i’ll die, doesn’t matter what option i choose.”
peter hums and nods his head before opening his mouth, “i don’t know, [name], i feel like if you spoke you would be heard. i mean who would ever reject you?” peter smiles at you and scoff at him, he’s pulling at all of your heartstrings and he’s killing you. “i think you should speak.” he pulls your hands apart and stops you fiddling with your fingers, instead he interwines your fingers and nudges you with his knee.
“alright peter parker, i think i’ll speak.” you smile. “you free tomorrow night?” you squeeze his hand and he squeezes right back, “i’m free anytime of the week for you. like i told you, who would ever reject you?”
“peter parker, you’re too sweet on me.” you pull him in for a very much long awaited kiss by the both of you.
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