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[Requests Open]WARNING: YOU ARE ENTERING THE TERRITORY OF THE GAYS!!! DONT LIKE THAT STUFF, GTFO, THANK YOU!!! 99% of all stories will be a dominant reader. (icon: @redhoodparker)

[himenos]

BLACK PANTHER (2018) dir. Ryan Coogler

[fatbottombucky]

Okoye is honestly the strongest Avenger now, you can’t change my mind.

[marvelgbt-posts]

be honest w me y’all, if i made an art tumblr, would you guys follow me there?

here’s the kinda stuff i make for reference

i also self teach myself animation, so like.. 🥺👉👈🌸

[marvelgbt-posts]

gender neutral cuddle date drabble with peter parker

yes hi hello i am back?

hm yes. cuddles. the ultimate form of affection (imo)

peter doesn’t get a lot of time for cuddling, so getting to spend time like this, it’s nice, he enjoys it a lot.

he set his tv up for you guys to watch on the bed, and despite his aunt saying no, you snacked on his bed.

opening fruit gummies together, feeding each other, sharing a can of soda, and watching the Bee Movie together, how wholesome.

once the credits rolled, you put away the snacks and wrappers and cuddle up next to peter, his head on your chest as you both giggled at parts of the movie you found cringey or funny.

the next day you both felt like shit and peter had a tummy ache. you rubbed his stomach the whole morning and helped aunt may make him feel better.

when peter finally managed to get up, aunt may gave you both the scolding of your lifetimes for both disregarding her “no food on the bed” rule, as well as for spoiling yourselves so much until it caused peters stomach ache.

friend found tumblr , must delete again AAAAAA (jkjk)

[marvelgbt-posts]

It'll be okay. You'll be okay. Things change and people change. Not everything is written in stone and that's okay too. Focus on putting your energy towards yourself and heal. Have your favorite drink, watch a movie or show, and let your worries and fears put themselves to bed. Even if you can only distract yourself for a little while, just take a day or so away from those negative feelings. Go back to them and process them later, but don't dig yourself a ditch in them when you do 🌻💛✨

ahh thank youuu 🥺💕🌸

you guys are all so sweet n i don’t deserve y’all at allll hhhggghghg

but yeah, this goes out to anyone who may have dealt with something similar. self love is the best kind of love, and the only one who you can guarantee will be there for you forever is yourself. trust in yourself n shit, you’re (all) amazing 🤧💕

[myfeetkeepdancing]

Summer Breeze | Peter Parker x Male!Reader

Summary: Reader takes care of Peter who is stressed and tired from his superhero duties.

Words: 1880

Requested by: @marvelgbt-posts​ ​

The sun set high above Queens. The warmth of its rays shining down onto your face. You shift in your seat of the bus, Peter’s backpack on your lap. Making sure to catch as much sunlight as you possibly can. Just observing people from your seat was relaxing. Simply watch and observe. See as the world goes by. Once in a while, you glance up, peaking past the vast lengthy skyscrapers. Hoping to catch a glimpse of Spider-Man swinging in-between. The thought of him only stretched your smile further.

The summer was as good as ever. Long sunny days. College was almost at an end. So you got to spend nearly every day with Peter. Your lovely boyfriend. The kindest person you would ever meet. Someone who’d bring up the best in you. The bus zoomed past several stops before coming to your halt. Stepping out onto the street, you feel the summer breeze welcome you. The smell of salty water and flowers in full bloom. A little music coming from the balcony above you.

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[marvelgbt-posts]

2// also don’t overthink things. (easier said than done ik) Dont stress about what you did wrong or about what you could’ve done better. Ofc I don’t know your situation i just know that’s a common and very destructive and absolutely pointless thing to do, because In the end it doesn’t matter. So just eat your food, listen to your music, and cry it all out cause you’re gonna be okay. I hope you’re doing aight, ik you’re strong, so just stay safe and you’ll get through it.

you’re so sweetttt hHggGGHHHH 🥺💕

[marvelgbt-posts]

Idk if that post is old but incase you are still in need of “help” just know that it’s completely okay and healthy to cry or be upset about it. It hurts a lot, but don’t forget that the feeling of pain is only temporary and that one day you’ll look back on it as a memory. Its best to accept things how they are and focus on change cause although the past is permanent, how you choose to deal with things is completely up to you. Not trying to tell you how to deal w things ofc, just hope that ur ok

thank you anon 🥺

i have been feeling better lately, and hopefully this is the last time i have to go MIA for a looong time, because i miss writing for everyone. i did cry it out, and did some things i’m not proud of in spite, but things have settled down now and i feel i’m in a much better place now, but having people check up on me like this is nice, knowing there are people out there like your beautiful self that care ☺️💕🌸

[bastardcrowley]

You're welcome, you know who you are

[marvelgbt-posts]

my girlfriend of almost a year broke up with me and idk how to cope, if anyone could help me? like, help me find out how I can get rid of the aching feeling and how to stop crying so much. or if anyone has links to writings they think would help take my mind off it for a bit that would be helpful..

-max

[jerod-writes-deactivated2021080]

Fluffy Friday: Military

“From @yesthetrashbin Peter Parker with a reader who is in the military, the two of them in early 20’s and reader returns from being deployed?

You and Peter had been dating since you were both 17

When you told him you were enlisting in the military at 18, he cried. Both because he didn’t want you to leave and because he was worried about you (like always)

Both of you are now 24, and Peter’s expecting you to come home next week from your third deployment

In true fashion, however, you actually are coming home this week and just wanted to surprise him

It’s been rough to maintain your relationship, but your love for each other has stood through a lot. You don’t tell anyone that you plan on proposing to Peter when you get home.

You’re able to rope May into helping you, having her take Peter to a small coffee shop that the two of you frequent when you’re home; one of those places where you’re on a first-name basis with the baristas. You have to get all of them to agree to keep their mouths shut, as well.

May and Peter sit down at a table, and Peter eagerly starts chattering away about things he wants to do with you when you get home. Little does he know, you’ve been hiding in the back this whole time.

“How do I look?” you ask Christian. You’re just in your uniform, but you’re still nervous. Besides skype calls, you haven’t seen Peter in months.

“You look great. He’d honestly cry if you showed up in sweatpants and a baggy shirt.”

May catches sight of you as you leave the backroom, making sure to keep Peter engrossed.

You sneak up behind the smaller boy, making him jump as you place your hands over his eyes.

“Guess who,” you whisper into his ear.

He jumps up from his seat, whipping around to face you, tears already running down his cheeks.

“Surprise, baby!”

He throws his arms around you, pulling you into him as tightly as possible. You repeat the same action.

Sobs rack his small frame, and tears start to cascade down your cheeks as well.

Various cheers and applause can be heard, and a few people are recording (Aunt May definitely one of them)

He pulls away from your chest only to smash his lips into yours, which you gladly oblige with a passionate kiss

“I love you,” he sobs once you break away for air.

“I love you too, Petey. And…I have something to ask you.”

You kneel down and pull the small box out of your pocket, Peter’s hands immediately flying to his mouth in shock

“Peter Benjamin Parker. You are my everything. I love you so much that it drives me insane being apart from you. So, please, tell me you’ll never do that to me. Tell me that you’ll be mine forever. Tell me…tell me that you’ll marry me.”

You open the box, revealing a simple metal ring that you obtained for a local merchant in another country

Peter lets out another sob before looking straight into your eyes.

“Yes… Yes, I’ll marry you.”

You stand back up, a whole new rounds of tears starting as you place the ring on his finger

The two of you share another passionate kiss while the people around you, and a few people from outside that have come in when seeing the sight, cheer and applaud

[marvelgbt-posts]

my heart busted a fat nut tyvm

[iloe]

do the spiderverse kids all have. slightly different meme cultures

[iloe]

miles: look I can fit my whole fist in my mouth

gwen: freaky flexing. but alright

miles:

miles, through his fist: I’m sorry what did you just say

[muchymozzarella]

ok but remember Peter B’s world is most like ours

 so both Miles and Gwen would have slightly off memes and distress him when he has a hard enough time remembering his own world’s memes

[brawltogethernow]

I WAS HOPING SOMEBODY WOULD POINT THIS OUT.

[brawltogethernow]

Miles: It’s “strange flex but cool beans.” Peter: Am I tripping on something? Is this a stroke, is this what a stroke feels like?

[dontworryimdis-arm-ed-deactivat]

Miles: *makes a mistake* This is distressing. Siri play Take on Me.

Gwen: you absolute heathen. It’s ‘This is tragic, google play All Star.’

Peter: whAT the fUCK

[nazyalenskey]

THAT’S IT THIS ONE IS THE BEST ONE

[mangomorales-blog]

noir: strange flaunt, but alas

[thetransintransgenic]

Noir:

[brawltogethernow]

You’ve done it - you found something that fits the format but holds the meaning “fuck Nazis”.

[star-temeraire]

spiderham: hmm disappointing, jukebox play what’s new pussycat

[myfeetkeepdancing]

Charmed | Peter Parker x Male!Reader

Just to clarify, this is written with Peter being 18+ 

Requested by: @headmastermephistopheles 

Request: Could I request a peter parker x a playerish stark male reader? where the reader used to have a lot of guys and girls at his feet but when he moves to his fathers place , his bold honesty and charming charisma makes peter fall hard for him like super hard. Smut if possible ! I adore peter parker and you’re amazing at writing about him so thank you for all the stories!

Words: 4468

Warning: Smut

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“Captain.” Extending a hand towards Steve. “Good seeing you again.”

“Likewise, (Y/N).” Receiving a firm handshake in return. “You do know, you can call me Steve? Right?” Giving you a kind smile.

“I do. But I respect your rank.” Giving him a salute. “And your service.”

“You really do have the charm of your father.” Patting you on the shoulder.

“Don’t let him hear that. But thanks, Captain.”

You hear him chuckle a little. “Enjoy your stay here.” As he holds the door open for you. “If there’s anything I can do, please do come by.”

“I’ll find my way. Thank you.” Walking down the hall, you pass all sorts of the nametags of Avengers. The doors were quite far apart from each other. So the rooms had to be huge, you wonder. You can’t help but chuckle to yourself as you walk these halls. Being Tony’s son does mean having certain perks. You just seem so terribly out of place. Seeing you’re far from an Avenger. No superpowers. Or special abilities. No suit of armor.

Although you’ve heard some things about a certain security and safety protocol. Making the chance very likely that there was a suit of armor with your name on it. But you wouldn’t jump into one out of free will. Absolutely not.

After finishing your studies. Going abroad, traveling the world, you naturally rolled into working for Stark Industries while exploring the many wonders of the world. You eventually end up here. In the Avengers tower.

A welcoming ‘committee’ awaited your arrival. With most of the Avengers present, you catch up with them. You’ve known them for almost your entire life. Growing up with Tony meant having the Avengers in the background. They were all kind and friendly to you. And you experienced the highs and lows as well. Although from the sideline. You looked up to them. To their work. Their loyalty and service to the world. An incredible burden.

With a bag slung over your shoulder, you set out for your room. Tony had everything arranged ahead. Luggage moved in. Redesigned the interior. Knowing him, he probably overdid himself again. Going complete overboard with everything. But finding the room was another thing. It’s been years since you’ve been here. Even the tower itself had an extensive rebuild. Feeling your phone buzzing, on the verge of picking up. Your eyes spot someone at the elevator. Rocking back and forth on the heels of his foot. Eyes plastered to his phone.

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[marvelgbt-posts]

THIS

T H I S

[marvelgbt-posts]

my school cancelled due to the coronavirus for like two weeks so I'll have extra time to work on writing now B)

[butternaan]

it drives me crazy how humans are just meant to hold each other. how come when you hold someone's hand, your fingers just perfectly lock with theirs? how is it that when you hug someone, your face fits just right in the crook of their neck? how can your hands cup someone's face like that's their only primary function? it cannot be coincidence that our bodies are fully capable of holding another... we were designed to love

[just--another--daydreamer]

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Peter Parker x male reader

Fandom: Somewhere between Endgame and Far From Home Genre: angst with a hint of fluff Requested (by @theauthorishere): i know i’m basic, but can we go for some Peter Parker fluff? Warnings: implied anxiety? not sure, mentions of death Words: 1,044 Author’s Note: I know this said fluff, I’m sorry

Requests are closed!

You can find a link to my Masterlist in my bio

The train station was packed, you could already see that from the window of the train. People were all over the place, melting into one big colourful mass in front of your eyes. With one big step you dived into the scramble, suitcase close behind you. Senseless, and deaf to all that happened around you, you floated through this sea. People bumped into you, some of them turned around, mouths open, mute to you, like fish. The stream pushed you further to your destination. The safe haven, also known as ‘On the left side of the entrance’ – that’s what Peter had told you.

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[thebisexualdogdad]

Imagine losing each other’s virginity with Peter Parker

· so Peter has is it all planned out

· and Peter being Peter does so much research to make the first time perfect

· you’ve been talking for weeks establishing that you were both ready to take the next physical step in your relationship

· and Aunt May was going out of town for the weekend so it was the perfect opportunity to be alone on Saturday night

· he was beyond nervous all of Friday and barely paid attention in class which wasn’t usual for him 

· Ms. Warren even called him out for daydreaming

· he wanted to cook you dinner but the boy can’t even cook spaghetti so he played it safe by ordering in Chinese food

· you were watching a movie on the couch when you put your hand on his thigh

· Peter gulped and shifted on the couch 

· “we don’t have to do this Peter" 

· "i want to… Do you?" 

· "i do" 

· he kissed you and you made out for a while before Peter finally took you to his bedroom

· making out for a little while longer you both rid each other of your shirts

· you had given each other handjobs before so you started slow by stroking his cock

· getting out of the remainder of your clothes Peter started touching you back

· the first time you put your mouth on him he let out a noise you had never heard from him before

· you slipped a hand under him and started teasing his hole to open him up

· his room was filled with his moans as you pleasured him

· you pulled away right as he was about to cum and he actually whined 

· "where’s the condoms?" 

· "in my backpack" 

· "your backpack?" 

· "May still does my laundry it was the only place she wouldn’t find them" 

· you put some lube both on yourself and Peter

· "tell me if it hurts okay?" 

· it’s the softest sex ever 

· you take your time figuring out every move he likes 

· and where to thrust to hit just the right spot

· you discover Peter likes having his nipples played with

· after he cums he takes his time giving you as much attention as you paid to him

· by the end of the night Peter has to change to stained sheets of sweat and cum

· when May returns the next day Peter is smiling like an idiot

· he can’t keep a secret from her and ends up telling May you guys had sex 

· she knows you guys are being safe and using protection but after that she sets a lot stricter rules of when you’re over 

[jerod-writes-deactivated2021080]

The Best Birthday | Peter Parker x Male Reader

Wordcount: 876

Warnings: slight angst, light fluff, v brief mention of nudity

A/N: Well, my birthday was on Sunday and I wanted to have this done then but it ended up taking me three days 🤷🏼‍♂️  ❤️ Jerod

You sniffle quietly to yourself as the elevator continues its ascent. Today was supposed to be good. No, better than good; today was supposed to be great. But instead, it had been one of the worst days of your life. Everything that you could think of was going wrong, and no one, not even your own boyfriend, remembered what today is.

You steal a glance down at your soaking wet clothes. As if all that hadn’t been enough, it started to downpour in the short jaunt between the subway and Peter’s apartment. And, of course, it was the one time you somehow managed to forget your umbrella.

Why did I even agree to come over!? you mentally chide yourself, Stupid jerk can’t even remember that today is my birthday!

A quick glance over at the panel reveals you’re nearing Peter’s floor. You wipe at your eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. There’s no hiding the fact that you’re drenched head to toe, but you can hide the fact that you’d been crying.

The elevator halts, and the doors slide open with their usual staticky dinging noise. Your legs carry you onward, your mind not fully aware until you’re standing in front of Peter’s door. After a few seconds on internal debate, you finally knock. The ensuing ruckus from the other side of the door, what sounds like people hastily shifting, makes you furrow your eyebrows. You jump a little as the door finally opens.

“Hey Y/N-” May starts to greet you, “Oh my gosh, you’re soaking wet. Come on inside; Peter’s…in his room.” You nod your head pathetically and follow her into the apartment. Just as you round the corner to the living room…

“Surprise!” three distinct voices yell, making you jump out of your skin. Ned and Peter both beam back at you while MJ gives a noncommittal wave, trying to keep up her disinterested persona. You take a look around the room; balloons and streamers are everywhere, a huge banner with the words ‘Happy Birthday Y/N!’ hangs behind the three of them, and various food items and drinks have been laid out across the nearby table.

Peter’s elated face soon morphs into concern, however, when he sees the state of you. “Y/N?” he questions, already making his way from behind the couch. The second a choked sob leaves your throat, however, he cuts the distance between the two of you in a flash. “Baby boy…” he mutters tenderly, holding your face in his hands, “…Come here.”

Peter quickly leads you into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. “What’s wrong?” He gently wipes away the tears that continue to fall down your cheeks.

“I-it’s nothing. It’s stupid,” you respond, pushing his hands away and vigorously wiping at your eyes. Peter sighs, obviously not going to take that as an answer.

“Come on…let’s get you out of those clothes and into something dry.” He helps you out of your wet clothes, turning around when you start stripping off your underwear. Neither of you had seen each other fully naked yet and he didn’t want this to be the first time.

“Now are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” he asks once you’ve changed into a fresh set of clothes, gently pulling you over to his bed and holding you against his chest.

“It was stupid,” you retort. He slowly starts to card his fingers through your hair, making your eyes slide shut at the sensation.

“Baby, nothing you could say to me would make me think any less of you. Something was obviously wrong and I wanna know what.” You maneuver into Peter’s lap, wrapping your arms tight around his torso and burying your face in his neck.

“It’s just…I had a really bad birthday. And…and I thought that everyone forgot, including you!” Peter seems a little taken aback at first, tensing up slightly. But he soon relaxes and you can feel his arms tighten their hold around your back.

“I’m sorry baby. I just wanted to surprise you is all.”

“I know.” You pull away from his neck, looking him right in those deep brown eyes that you always think make him look a little like a puppy. One of your hands reaches up and plays with the curly hair at the nape of his neck. “What did I ever do to deserve a boyfriend like you?” you wonder aloud. Peter smiles back at you, holding the right side of your face in his hand, before leaning forward and oh-so-gently rubbing his nose against yours. You chuckle at the eskimo kiss, something Peter and you have always done.

“I should be the one asking that question,” he responds, “Now, how about we go back out there so we can start turning your bad birthday into a good one?” You nod your head, untangling yourself from him and making your way back to the living room.

“Is everything okay?” Ned asks when you walk out the door, putting his arm on your shoulder. You look into his kind eyes, then over to MJ, May, and finally Peter.

“Yeah…” you respond, “Yeah, I think everything is gonna be just fine.”

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