𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: you confess your feelings for clark, not knowing he’s listening to everything you’re saying.
𝘄/𝗰: 1.2k
𝗮/𝗻: this is so simple and fluffy u guys i'm in love with clark kent!!!!!!!
it’s after hours at the daily planet. the sun is already setting, leaving a beautiful orange hue inside the building. inside are you and lois. everyone else has left, just leaving the two of you alone to brainstorm ideas for the next paper to write.
“i swear to god, if i have to write one more paper about the city’s pothole repairs, i’m going to combust,” lois groans, planting her face into her desk.
“oh stop being so dramatic,” you laugh at her as you go through your notes on recent events.
“i’m not being dramatic. you weren’t the one taking photos of all of the pothole repairs around the city.”
you laugh out loud before something in your notes grabs your attention.
“ooh!” you exclaim. “what if we write about superman?”
intrigued, lois gives you a look as if to say go on.
“well, think about it. he’s done so much for the community. but instead of writing about all the times he’s saved people from horrible danger, why don’t we do something different and talk about the hope he brings to everyone? that’s worth so much more than just rescuing people.”
you continue sharing your ideas with lois, and as you’re doing so, you don’t notice clark come back inside to grab a folder he forgot. he stops in his tracks, however, as he hears the conversation you’re having.
“you sound awfully inspired, don’t you?” lois teases. “gonna write a poem about superman next?”
“what? no! i’m just appreciating all the good he’s done for our community. he does more than just save people. you know, i’ve even seen him save a squirrel once,” you continue gushing.
“you don’t even realize how much you’re gushing over him right now,” lois laughs out loud.
“stop acting like you don’t have a tiny crush on him too,” you say, playfully swatting her.
“she has a crush on me?” clark smiles to himself as he listens to your conversation with lois. he almost pulls away, feeling bad for invading your privacy, but he’s too intrigued not to. it’s not every day you get to hear the girl you’re in love with gush over your secret alter ego.
“i won’t even deny it. he is a piece of eye candy,” lois admits.
“thank you! he’s more than eye candy though. he’s brave and kind and just such an amazing person to always look after everyone. him being hot is just a bonus.”
“geez, and to think i believed you had a thing for clark. you seem to be in love with superman.”
“please, even you don’t believe that. you know i’m head over heels for clark. he’s so good to me, you know? he’s always doing sweet little things for me, and he’s just so funny. i love being around him. i don’t think it’s even possible for me to like somebody else other than him,” you say casually, not knowing that clark is standing just a few feet away, listening.
at your admission, clark’s heart stops. he can’t even believe what he’s hearing.
“i don’t know why you haven’t confessed to him yet. it’s so obvious he likes you too.”
“i don’t know… clark is sweet to everyone. i don’t want to risk ruining our friendship.”
with a warm heart, clark decides he’s heard enough and quietly slips out of the building before anyone notices.
–
the next day approaches quickly, and everyone is back at the daily planet.
you enter with lois as you both walk to your desks. as you sit, you notice your favorite coffee order waiting on your desk. you smile to yourself, and before you can ask who brought it for you, clark catches your attention.
“good morning,” he says with that adorable bashful smile on his face. “i thought you could use a morning drink. busy day ahead.”
“thank you, clark,” you smile, feeling your heart flutter. “how did you even know what my order was?”
“you mentioned it to me once,” he smiles back at you.
“enough with the pda you creeps. we have work to do,” lois says as she walks past after watching your exchange. it’s beyond her how neither of you has confessed yet.
you and clark blush and begin to defend yourselves, but lois is already too far away to care.
“well, um… i guess i’ll get back to work,” clark says shyly as he heads back to his desk. on the way, he clumsily bumps into someone, which makes you giggle to yourself. he notices, of course, and the blush on his face deepens.
the day flies by, and before you know it, it’s time for everyone to head home. as you’re packing up your belongings, clark approaches your desk.
“hey,” he says nervously. “i was wondering if you wanted me to walk you home… you know, since it’s dark. and late. and… unsafe,” he rambles, trying to come up with a reason you’d need him to walk with you.
“sure, clark,” you laugh, cutting him off before he can keep going.
he grabs your coat and purse for you, and the two of you set off for your house.
he’s quiet at first, subtly moving you away from the street side of the sidewalk like the gentleman he is. you can tell he has something on his mind, but you don’t push.
“so… i overheard you and lois last night,” he begins, making your heart drop to your stomach.
“what do you mean?” you ask, playing coy and hoping he isn’t talking about what you think he is.
“i swear i didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” he says quickly, not wanting you to think he’s a creep. “i heard what you said. about me.”
“oh…” you say, completely at a loss. so many scenarios run through your head. what if he walked you home just to politely tell you he’s not interested? what if you ruined everything? what if–
“i feel the same way about you,” he cuts off your spiraling thoughts.
“…you do?” you say in disbelief.
“i have for a while. i just didn’t know how to tell you,” he says shyly, taking your hand in his.
you’re completely speechless, unable to wipe the grin off your face as you squeeze his hand back.
instead of saying anything, he lifts his free hand to your face, his thumb grazing over your cheek. he’s holding and touching you so gently, as if you’re the most precious thing on the planet, which to him, you are.
as if silently asking if this is okay, he waits. you give him a quiet nod of confirmation, and he leans down to place the most gentle kiss on your lips.
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: clark insists love island is stupid, until you catch him watching it.
𝘄/𝗰: 0.7k
𝗮/𝗻: this was a cute little idea i had in my head i love when boyfriends act like they don’t like their girlfriends shows just to end up getting just as into it as them 😭
it was friday night and you and clark had just got home from a long day working at the daily planet. all you could look forward to was getting to lay on your couch and watch the newest episode of love island.
as you settled into your couch and turned on the latest episode, clark groaned from behind you in the kitchen.
“you’re not seriously watching that crap right now, are you?”
“hey! for your information, it’s not crap, it’s quality tv. and if you don’t like it, you’re free to go to the room,” you said as you put the volume up louder to tune him out.
the episode continued playing and you noticed that clark never went to the room. instead, you could feel him lingering behind you as you laid on the couch. you turned around to see what he was doing, and caught him watching the show.
“i thought this was crap,” you snickered.
“it is! i was just looking while i waited for our food to finish cooking.”
“our food is literally ready. the oven beeped 10 minutes ago.”
upon being caught in a lie, clark bashfully went back into the kitchen to serve your plates of food and returned to the couch.
he could feel you looking at him with a smug look and quickly defended himself by saying, “i’m not sitting out here to watch the show, i’m sitting out here so i can spend time with you.”
“sure you are,” you giggle and return your attention back to the show.
you two continued to eat while your eyes were focused on the screen. that’s when clark began to ask questions.
“that guy right there is so full of shit. he’s attacking amaya for no reason,” he says as he points to ace.
“i know, right!” you laugh out loud.
the rest of the episode continued with him giving his opinions and saying how all of the guys on there are losers and that the girls deserve better men. you refrained from making fun of him because you genuinely enjoyed getting to watch the show with him.
a couple of days later, you two were in the kitchen making something together when he got a notification on his phone. you were closest to his phone, so you grabbed it to hand it to him. that’s when you saw what the notification was.
“clark!” you exclaimed and immediately burst into fits of laughter.
“what?” he says, confused and also endeared by the smile on your face right now. you turned the phone to face him and showed him what the notification was.
“oh…um,” he says, trying to come up with something.
“you seriously downloaded the love island app so you could get notifications when voting is open?” you say before bursting into laughter again.
“stop laughing at me! i had to vote to get justice for amaya!”
“next thing you know, you’re gonna be participating in twitter discussions,” you laugh.
8: "laying in bed all dayyy together with fans on"
11: "when one loves to cuddle and the other hates feeling sticky"
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w/c: 564
warnings: a tiny bit suggestive
a/n: for those of y'all who didn't see my post hi hi hi i’m back :) i missed everyone and missed writing so it was time! i’m gonna be trying out some new things so stay tuned for that, but in the meantime keep sending your requests & come chat with me! this one is so peter coded omg thank u for sending, hope you enjoy and i’m so excited to be back <3 p.s. join my new taglist lmao
you groan as you reach for the fan on peter's night table. there's another one at the foot of the bed, and both are on their highest settings, but neither are doing nearly enough. you pull the fan towards you until it's blowing directly in your face. it cools your warm skin, a sigh of relief passing your lips.
"oh no, don't worry about it. i wasn't using that."
you glare at peter over your shoulder.
"'cause it's making such a difference, right?"
"little miss diva over here. i’m kidding, babe. it's all yours."
you grunt in response, turning back to the fan. peter chuckles and continues scrolling on his phone.
despite your boyfriend's sarcasm, you're fully aware that you're hogging the fan from him. you're just too damn hot to care. besides, the air conditioning broke in his apartment when you had been staying over. a good host would give you unrestricted fan privileges.
"did you hear anything from the repair guy?"
"uh, not since i called this morning."
"when do you think he's actually gonna get here? he gave you such a big window."
"i dunno. it's okay if you wanna go back to your place, y'know. i wouldn't be offended."
you soften at that, rolling over to face peter.
"no, i don't want to. wanna stay here with you."
"are you sure?"
peter puts his phone down and moves in closer to you. you can already feel his body heat. he's shirtless, chest glistening with a thin layer of sweat, the scent of his strong cologne masking it.
"we might have to wait a while. maybe even all day."
"thank god."
a smile takes over peter's lips. you peck them, your hand coming up to ruffle his damp curls.
"sorry for being a diva. it's just so hot in here."
peter's hands settle on your sides, fingers toying with the bottom of your tank top.
"it'll help if you take this off."
he tugs at either side of your panties.
"these, too."
"you're just trying to get me naked, aren't you?"
"i’m just offering a solution... which happens to involve getting you naked."
you scoff. peter smirks, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you into him. you try to wiggle out of his embrace, but he only holds you closer.
"pete, c'mon. it's too hot."
"we don't have to do anything. i just wanna cuddle."
a bead of sweat drips down the back of your neck. you move your hair out of the way with a huff.
"it's too hot to cuddle, too."
peter moves a few more stray hairs off your face. his doe eyes meet yours, the back of two fingers brushing your cheek lightly.
"it's never too hot to cuddle."
he pushes up your top and settles his hands on the bare skin of your lower back. even though you're sweating and peter being all over you isn't helping, his touch feels so relaxing. you give in and loop an arm around his shoulders, leg curling around his torso. peter nuzzles his face in the side of your neck and leaves a few kisses. his eyes close, breathing evening out. your fingers thread through his locks.
"you're so cute."
peter hums in response, pulling you impossibly closer until your skin literally sticks to his. it makes you cringe, but as long as he's happy, so are you.
𝗮/𝗻: hi everyone i'm back from the dead after being gone for over a year as usual give me grace with this fic i haven’t written in forever but i’m trying 😭 i miss writing for peter so much ♡♡
it’s no secret peter is shy. ever since the beginning of your relationship, which was months ago, you were always the one to initiate things between you two. he was too shy to even hold your hand or start a cuddle session. you don’t mind that; in fact, you even find it quite cute how he starts to blush when you do something as simple as kissing him on his cheek. it’s endearing, but sometimes you don’t always want to be the one to make a move, which is why you had completely deprived him of any physical touch.
you can tell he’s bothered. he’s been staring at you as soon as you two sat on the couch together and put on your guy’s favorite TV show. he not so subtly coughs to get your attention, but you choose to ignore it as you hold back a giggle. it’s obvious he wants to cuddle, but you’re not going to give him what he wants unless he does it himself.
as the show progresses to the next episode, you finally decide to speak up after feeling his eyes on you throughout the entirety of the first episode.
“you need something peter?” you ask while looking away from the TV you were watching.
“what? oh um, no. why do you ask?” he stumbles over his words as a slight blush creeps over his face.
“because you’ve been staring at me ever since you got home” you giggle
“oh.. sorry” he murmurs out timidly while finally looking away from your face and towards the TV.
that was the last thing that was said before the next episode started and you were engulfed in the show you were watching again.
it didn’t take long for his attention to fall back onto you, staring at you in disbelief because you’re not giving him what he wants. it’s killing you inside to not just wrap yourself in his arms, but you have to stand strong. you continue watching your show for another 15 minutes before peter finally reaches his breaking point.
“why are you doing this to me?”
you pause the show and get a good look at him. he has a small pout and a look of sadness painted all over his face which causes you to feel a twinge of pain in your chest.
“doing what?”
“ignoring me”
“i’m not–”
“yes you are. you didn’t give me a hug or kiss when i got home and now you’re not cuddling with me like you always do” he cuts you off and lets the words pour out frustratedly.
you kind of feel bad but at the same time can’t help yourself from laughing at how frustrated he is over an issue he could’ve avoided by just making a move on you.
“you know you could’ve kissed me and cuddled me yourself, right?”
now he’s silent because you just called him out.
“yeah but… i don’t know how” he timidly says.
“what do you mean you don’t know how?”
“you make me nervous. you’re my first relationship and i don’t know how to initiate anything between us without making things awkward” he quietly states, barely able to make eye contact with you.
“aww peter, come here” you say while finally embracing him. you can feel the tension release from his body as soon as he lays his head on your chest.
“you could never make things awkward between us peter. and as for me making you nervous, do you know how nervous you make me? like seriously, you’re insanely hot and also have the sweetest personality ever”
“stoppp” he whines but gives you a look that tells you he secretly loves what you’re saying.
“alright alright, but i'm serious peter. nothing you say or do could make things awkward between us. you don’t know how much i want you to initiate something for once, i’m tired of practically wearing the pants in our relationship” you laugh while semi-joking.
you don’t know if it’s the entirety of the little speech you gave him or the comment about you wearing the pants in your relationship that caused a change in his demeanor, but suddenly he flipped your position to where he has you pinned beneath him on the couch and passionately kissed you.
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: peter and you argue because he loves to spend all of his money on you.
𝘄/𝗰: 0.5k
𝗮/𝗻: sorry for disappearing for a few months… again 😭 i am slowly getting back into writing so please bear with me! i saw my last fic reached over 9000 notes so that really motivated me to write something else for you guys ♡ i’m not so sure how i feel about this but i really do see peter as the type of boyfriend to blow all of his paycheck on you so i just had to write this LOL anyways i hope you all enjoy this!!
“put it on my card” you suddenly hear peter say as he pulled your earphones out, causing you to jump.
you were trying to keep yourself awake while waiting for peter to come through your window after patrolling for the night. to keep yourself occupied, you decided to listen to music and do some online shopping (which consisted of you just putting things in your cart but never actually buying anything). with your back facing your window and your earphones in, you didn’t see or hear peter come inside.
“jesus christ peter, don’t sneak up on me like that!”
“yeah yeah whatever” he says not really caring that he nearly scared the life out of you. “as i was saying before you rudely snapped at me, put your order on my card”
“i literally have over $400 worth of clothes in my cart”
“and?”
“what do you mean and? that’s expensive”
“your point?”
“that’s more than half of your paycheck”
“doesn’t matter. the whole reason why i have a job is to spoil you” he says while taking off his suit and getting comfortable in your bed.
“aww pete, you’re too sweet. but still, no. i don’t want you spending that much money on me”
he hummed an okay which led you to believe he was gonna just drop the conversation.
you were so wrong.
before you know it, he’s shooting a web at your laptop and dragging it over to him.
“NOOOO!” you scream dramatically and tackle him on your bed before he can type in his card information.
“LET ME BUY YOU CLOTHES!” he screams back while trying to push you off of him so he can grab your laptop again.
you quickly snatched your laptop from the bed and ran out of your room as fast as you could.
“GET BACK HERE!” peter shouted while chasing after you to which you just ignored and kept running away.
“you know what, you leave me no choice” he abruptly stops chasing you which causes you to stop in confusion.
suddenly, he jumped and stuck to your roof with his webs, and webbed your laptop over to him. you literally had no way of getting to him now.
“that’s no fair, you’re cheating!” you whined.
he laughed at you standing helplessly below him and finally placed your $450 order on his card.
“here you go” he smiled and jumped down from the roof, handing your laptop back over to you.
before you were about to scold him for spending so much money on you, you heard a knock at your door.
you and peter both looked at each other confused because you weren’t expecting anybody for the night. he walked to the door and opened, revealing the people you were least expecting.
the police.
“hello, we were called over here for a noise complaint. your neighbors reported screaming being heard from your apartment room and they were concerned. is everything alright?”
you did not expect to end your night by explaining to the police that you and your boyfriend were screaming over buying clothes.
𝗮/𝗻: hey guys!! it has been nearly a year since i’ve last written and i just wanna say i’m sorry for leaving for so long </3 please do bear with me, this may not be that good judging by how long it’s been since i’ve last written. i hope you enjoy though! also for everyone who has requested something, i haven’t forgotten about you! i’m getting to those soon :)
“please hold me”
it’s nearly 1am and you’re sprawled out on your bed watching some random movie that was playing on tv. you’ve been up waiting for hours for peter to come by after patrol, and now he’s finally here sneaking in through your window.
“are you okay baby? you finished up pretty late” you question softly as you take off his mask and brush his hair out of his face.
“i’m fine. i just want you to hold me” he says tiredly and practically puts all of his body weight on you, causing you both to fall back onto your bed.
adjusting yourselves to get more comfortable, you’re now laid back on your pillow as you hug peters large frame while his face is nuzzled in your chest.
you two lay silently as you rub his back until you decide to break the silence.
“you know, you’re still in your suit. you’re getting my bed dirty.”
“you just want me to take it off so you can see me naked”
“you’re done” you say before attempting to push him off of you. peter quickly caught your hands before you could even try.
“how did you–”
“i’m spider-man, baby”
“clearly” you chuckle, referring to him still being in his suit.
“since you want to see me naked so bad, i’ll take it off” he groans as if it’s the hardest task in the world. “happy now?”
“very. now come lay back down”
you don’t have to tell him twice. he quickly gets back into the position you two were in before and enjoys the warmth and comfort you bring him.
“you’re so perfect petey, did you know that?”
“mmm” he groans into as he nuzzles his face further into your chest, enjoying the sudden compliment.
“i mean seriously. you’re so smart, so strong, so caring and so funny. you being handsome is just the cherry on top”
“stoppp” he whines. “i’m blushing.”
“okay fine, i’m done”
“nooo, i didn’t mean it! keep going please” he cries as he lifts up his head to look at you.
“you are truly such a big baby”
“i’m your big baby. now continue please, i love being praised by you.”
how could you deny him?
“i love how cute you are. you have the prettiest brown hair and eyes. your face is perfectly sculpted too. i don’t know how i got blessed with the most handsome boyfriend in the world.”
“mmm” he groans again in complete ecstasy. hearing your compliments is like music to his ears.
“you’re so cute, i just want to squish your cheeks” you say before lifting his head up slightly and squishing his cheeks together.
you cannot believe he’s letting you baby him like this.
“aww petey, you’re so adorable”
“thank you” he says with a pink tint on his cheeks as he rests his head on your chest again, suddenly feeling sleepy.
you two sat in silence for a few more minutes and he peacefully drifted to sleep.
you were definitely going to make fun of him for tonight in the morning.
Hello! are you well?? It's been inactive for almost 8 months, I'm worried :(
oh my god you’re so sweet 🥹💘 i’m perfectly fine! i started college a few months ago and have been super busy so i haven’t had any time to write </3 it’s spring break so i’ll try and get something out!! thank u for checking up on me ♡
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: reader is insecure in her relationship with eddie.
𝗮/𝗻: this is a repost bcuz i wanted to edit a couple of things in here!
𝘄/𝗰: 1k
there come moments in life where people face insecurities. those moments just so happen to be every single day of your life.
you couldn’t help but be self-conscious when you saw what the girls at your school looked like. they had everything you wished to have. when you look at all of the beautiful girls attending hawkins high, you always wonder why eddie chose you.
why did he choose you when he could’ve had someone prettier?
you of course never brought these insecurities up to him, not wanting him to think you’re pathetic. plus, it’s not his problem anyway. he shouldn’t have to help you just because you have low self-esteem is what you tell yourself in your head.
you knew one day he would eventually realize he deserves someone prettier and end up breaking up with you.
you believe today is the day.
it was the end of the school day, and usually eddie would drive you home, but he informed you during lunch that he would be busy after school and was unable to drive you. you weren’t upset because he promised he would make it up to you later, which left you excited.
what made your world crumble before your eyes, however, was seeing eddie leave school with chrissy. “why didn’t he mention he would be with her?” you thought to yourself as you watched them laugh while walking to his car.
you couldn’t stop the tears from forming in your eyes as you left the school through a different exit, not wanting to see them again.
you knew the day would come, you just didn’t think it would be so soon. it made sense that he would want someone like chrissy. she was everything you thought you weren’t.
she was beautiful.
you spent the rest of your day wallowing in self-pity, not bothering to answer the phone whenever you heard it ring. time flies by when you’re doing nothing but crying and watching movies in bed, because it was now already night time and you didn’t even realize it.
that was until you heard the sound of your window opening.
“babe, i’ve been calling you nonstop. is everything okay?” eddie said as soon as he stepped foot into your room, rushing to your side to see what was wrong.
“everything's fine. just tired.” you say bluntly while turning to the other side of the bed, your back now facing him.
“i can tell something’s wrong baby. please tell me” he pleaded with you as he gently pulled you back so you were now facing him again.
“i saw you leave with chrissy after school.” you cut to the chase, letting him get a good look at your puffy eyes.
“yeah, we had to do something. that’s why i couldn’t drop you off today. is that what has you so upset?” he coos while pushing a strand of hair that fell in front of your face behind your ears.
“what did you have to do?” you ask while avoiding his question.
“we… it was something to do with school.” he came up with a lie, wanting to respect chrissy's wishes of having nobody know that she came to him for drugs.
“do you like her?”
“of course i don’t princess, you’re the only girl i love.”
“then why are you lying to me about why you guys were hanging out after school?” you deadpan, already knowing he wasn’t being honest.
“if i tell you you can’t tell anyone.” he sighs while giving in, just wanting to get to the root of why you were so upset already.
“okay”
“she wanted to buy drugs from me. she’s been going through a rough time lately.”
“oh…” is all you say. you felt so stupid, why did you always have to let your insecurities get in the way and jump to conclusions.
“now can you please tell me what’s wrong? were you upset that i was hanging out with her?” he questions softly as he cupped your face with his hands.
“it’s nothing… it’s stupid, just forget about it.”
“whatever is going on in your head is not stupid. i need to know what’s wrong so i can help you baby.”
“everything is wrong, eddie.” you say, finally giving in. “you deserve someone exactly like chrissy. today made me really realize that. she’s beautiful, she’s smart, she’s kind.” you continued listing traits of her that you wish you had.
“i’m nothing like her. i don’t understand why you would want to be with someone like me.”
he stared at you with his mouth agape, shocked that you– the most beautiful girl in his eyes– felt this way.
“baby, look at me” he said as he wiped away a tear that you didn’t even know escaped your eyes.
“i would never in a million years want anybody but you. you’re right, chrissy is beautiful. but she’s not you. you have the exact same qualities as her that you listed. in fact, you may have even more.” he tilted your chin up, trying to get him to look at you.
“you, y/n y/ln, are the most beautiful girl i have ever laid eyes on. you are so perfect to me that i even wonder how i got so lucky to be able to be your boyfriend. i would never want anyone but you–you have everything i want in a person. it’s funny how you think i deserve better than you when it’s actually the other way around. like seriously, why is someone as beautiful and perfect as you dating eddie ‘the freak’ munson?” he joked, trying to get you to crack a smile which worked.
“there’s my pretty girl” he said as he pinched your cheek when he saw you smile.
“you’re not a freak” you said while smiling through all of the tears on your face, already feeling better.
“that’s all you got from that?” he laughed while you playfully hit his shoulder.
“i’m sorry for being so insecure”
“don’t apologize, princess. i’m your boyfriend. i want you to come to me when you feel this way” he said as he pulled you into a hug, shifting you onto his lap.
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: eddie likes to gossip with you and your friends.
𝗮/𝗻: so i wrote something similar like this with peter parker a while ago but i just like this concept so much and i feel like it fits eddie so i had to do it again 😭 also this is not proofread so pls ignore any errors!!
𝘄/𝗰: 0.6k
it was after school, and you and eddie were chilling at your house since your parents weren’t home yet. he was playing a random song on his guitar and you were on the phone with one of your friends.
“nancy, it gets even juicier, you’re not going to believe it!” you gossip over the phone with your best friend.“amber fucked gabby’s boyfriend!”
upon hearing you gossiping with your friend, eddie instantly put his guitar down and walked over to you with his jaw dropped, shocked at what he just heard.
“amber fucked gabby’s boyfriend?!” eddie mouthed to you to which you mouthed a quick yes back, giggling at how he was already invested in your conversation.
Hey Love, May I Please Request A Fluff Where Reader And Eddie Are Play Wrestling And He Accidentally Hurts Her So He Feels So Bad And He's Apologizing Like Crazy
𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁: “Hey love, may I please request a fluff where reader and eddie are play wrestling and he accidentally hurts her so he feels so bad and he's apologizing like crazy”
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: eddie accidentally hurts you while play-fighting.
𝘄/𝗰: 0.6k
there was never a moment where you and eddie weren’t laughing or playing around with each other. considering eddie’s playful and lighthearted nature, it was safe to say your relationship wasn’t dull.
“you really think you can keep me pinned down like this?” eddie chuckled in your face, laughing at your attempt to hold him down as you’re on top of him.
“believe it or not munson, you’re not as strong as you thi–” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before he quickly flipped you over so you were now pinned under him.
“what were you saying?” he said smugly, knowing he just proved you wrong.
you weren’t going to let him have that victory.
nudging him with your knee, just enough to make him draw back but not actually hurt him, you quickly got up and ran away laughing knowing that you just escaped him.
“don’t even bother running, i’m gonna catch you!” you hear him say while chasing you across his trailer.
because of the small size of his trailer, eddie quickly caught up to you and threw you over his shoulder, taking you back to his room.
“let me go!” you say in fits of laughter while playfully kicking your legs and hitting his back.
“as you wish” he said before tackling you onto his bed, accidentally hurting you in the process.
“ow, wait eddie get off for a second. that hurt.” you wince as you massage your shoulder, trying to ease the pain.
“oh my god baby, i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean to hurt you” eddie said with wide eyes as he instantly got off of you and backed away as far as possible.
“it’s okay, it was a quick sting. come back to the bed, i wanna keep playing” you say with a welcoming smile, trying to reassure him that he barely even hurt you.
“it’s not okay, y/n. i was too rough.” he spoke sadly, not daring to come near you or look you in your eyes.
“babe, i swear i was just being dramatic. it didn’t even hurt that bad, i’m really okay. if anything you not coming back to bed with me if hurting me.”
he looks up at you with the saddest puppy-dog eyes and lets you grab his arm and guide you back to his bed.
“i’m really so sorry. let me at least massage your shoulder” he apologizes again before dragging you into his lap and working his hands over your shoulder which barely even hurts anymore.
“eddie, i already told you that it’s fine, why do you keep apologizing?” you question, letting him do whatever he wishes as long as it will make him feel better.
“because even if it was for a split second, i still hurt you, the queen of my world. the person who i love most.”
“accidents happen. plus, i’m not some fragile doll, you don’t have to beat yourself up over this.”
“you’re still my whole world, though. even if it was an accident i shouldn’t have hurt you. even if you say it’s okay, i still get to spoil you for the rest of the night. we can watch those horrible movies you like, like sixteen candles. i’ll even let you put my hair into two buns like princess leia since you always ask and i never let you.” he says, listing things he would do for you right now that he usually never wants to do.
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: eddie likes to gossip with you and your friends.
𝗮/𝗻: so i wrote something similar like this with peter parker a while ago but i just like this concept so much and i feel like it fits eddie so i had to do it again 😭 also this is not proofread so pls ignore any errors!!
𝘄/𝗰: 0.6k
it was after school, and you and eddie were chilling at your house since your parents weren’t home yet. he was playing a random song on his guitar and you were on the phone with one of your friends.
“nancy, it gets even juicier, you’re not going to believe it!” you gossip over the phone with your best friend.“amber fucked gabby’s boyfriend!”
upon hearing you gossiping with your friend, eddie instantly put his guitar down and walked over to you with his jaw dropped, shocked at what he just heard.
“amber fucked gabby’s boyfriend?!” eddie mouthed to you to which you mouthed a quick yes back, giggling at how he was already invested in your conversation.
your friend adds on to what you told her, giving you even more information that you never knew which now had your jaw dropped.
“what is it? i wanna hear too!” eddie whispered to you, wanting to be apart of your conversation.
“nance, can you tell eddie what you just told me? he wants to hear too” you laughed and gave the phone to eddie so your friend could relay everything to him.
once your friend finished telling him everything, eddie was ready to put in his two cents.
“nancy, it’s time to haul your ass over to y/ns house. i have so much going on in my head that it’s simply too much to say over the phone.”
that’s how you ended up wearing cucumbers over your eyes and painting each other's nails with your best friend and boyfriend at your house.
“oh my god, we should totally tell gabby that her best friend is a back-stabbing liar. i’d love to see them get into a fight at school ” eddie says with a mischievous smile on his face as he’s laying back with a face mask on and cucumbers covering his eyes.
“eddie you’re so messy” you and nancy laughed. “we can’t do that, that’s mean.”
“i mean we should definitely tell her somehow though. she deserves to know her boyfriend is cheating on her with her best friend.” nancy considers, feeling bad for gabby.
“you’re right, how do we tell her though?”
“i have an idea” eddie chimes in while taking off the cucumbers from his eyes so he can look at you two.
“what is it?”
“how about we set up a plan so that gabby catches her boyfriend and amber in the act?” eddie offers, evilly grinning.
“that’s smart”
“how do we do that though?” you and nancy say, both on board with the idea.
“babe, how did you find out that amber slept with gabby’s boyfriend?” eddie asked, turning to you.
“brianna told me. she said she walked in on them at a party.”
“interesting. what if we had steve throw a party and invite amber and gabby’s boyfriend, and then we invite gabby without them knowing? i’m sure we could get her to catch them doing something at the party.”
“eddie, you are such an evil mastermind” nancy says in shock at how he casually came up with a plan to help a girl catch her cheating boyfriend.
“what can i say, i’m just that awesome” he grinned “i never even liked amber that much anyways.”
“well munson, i’m going to relay all of this to steve” nancy said, getting ready to leave so she can update steve on everything.
“perfect, tell me what he says” you replied, giving her a hug on her way out.
“you sure love to gossip” you laughed at eddie, walking back over to him after closing the door for nancy.
“i am not afraid to admit that i do” eddie says smugly, grabbing your hand in his so he can paint your nails.
“plus, it’s funny hearing about other girls’ shitty boyfriends. i would never do anything like that to you”
“good, you better not. i would make your life miserable if you ever cheated on me” you joked.
“that would never happen. i was born to worship the ground you walk on.”
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: steve gets jealous over your friendship with eddie.
𝗮/𝗻: i finished stranger things which absolutely broke me and i am officially in a steve mood so i decided to try out writing for him :D i hope u guys like it!!
𝘄/𝗰: 1.1k
“i can’t stand that kid” steve mumbles to dustin, watching you laugh at whatever horrible joke eddie is telling you.
right now it was late at night, and your friend group, consisting of the kids + nancy, jonathan, robin, and eddie, were hanging out at steves house.
“hey! ‘that kid’ is my friend for your information. it’s not his fault that he’s not a loser and isn’t afraid to actually flirt with y/n.” dustin retorts.
“yeah yeah, whatever. i should’ve just ignored you and not invited eddie.” steve says bitterly while ripping his gaze away from you, frustrated at eddie stealing all of your attention while at his own house.
“dude, stop being such a wimp and make a move on her already. it’s so obvious she likes you.” dustin encourages, tired of hearing steve whine about you.
“it’s so obvious who likes who?” robin enthusiastically chimes in loudly after overhearing dustin.
“jesus christ robin, can you talk any louder?” steve groans, annoyed at everything right now.
“well okay then, what has your panties in a twist?”
“steve is throwing a tantrum because eddie is hogging up all of y/n’s attention.” dustin says blandly.
“i’m not throwing a tantrum!”
“dingus, are you blind or are you stupid?” robin starts. “y/n so clearly likes you that just looking at the way she looks at you makes me want to vomit. stop being a coward and go talk to her”
“you guys are just telling me what i want to hear–”
“you know what, i can’t listen to you whine like a baby anymore” dustin says before he stands up and starts walking towards you.
“dustin what the hell are you doing?! get back over here now” steve frantically whisper-yells, afraid of what dustin is going to say to you.
“hey y/n! steve was just about to go and pick up some pizza for us. you should go with him so he doesn’t have to drive at night alone. you know he sucks at directions.” dustin suggests to you to which you happily oblige.
“oh sure, i’ll go! steve are you ready?” you say while standing up getting ready to leave.
“y-yeah, let’s go” steve stutters while following you out the door and also leaving himself a mental note to never tell dustin anything ever again.
trailing in front of you, steve opens the passenger door of his car for you to enter, trying his best to be a gentleman, which made you smile and give him a small thank you.
“soo, you and eddie seem to be close” steve says while driving, talking over the music playing on the radio.
“yeah, he’s a pretty good friend of mine” you say as you smile, oblivious to the bitter look on steves face.
“oh, that’s nice… do you- um do you like him?”
“what?! that’s insane, of course i don’t. why do you ask?” you exclaim.
“ahh i don’t know. just curious i guess.” steve says, looking conflicted which causes you not to question any further.
after five minutes of driving and listening to open arms over the radio, steve parked his car on the side of the road.
“steve what are you–”
“can i tell you something?” he cuts you off, asking more as a statement than a question.
“um, sure? what is it?”
“i like you. so so much. seeing you with eddie or any other guy for that matter makes me so incredibly jealous. it hurts my heart so much when i think of someone else being with you. taking you out on dates. making love to you. we’re not even in a relationship and i already envision starting a huge family with you and being able to travel across the world with you and our kids. i’m sorry if i’m making you uncomfortable, but i need you to know how much i like you. it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. i just needed you to know.” steve finally finishes, leaving you sitting there with your mouth slightly agape, in complete shock.
“steve, you don’t understand how happy you just made me” you start, already seeing steves face light up. “i have liked you for so long, i’ve just been too scared to say anything. i thought you and robin had a thing.”
“me and robin?! trust me, you don’t have to worry about that. you’re the only one that i want.”
“well, since you like me and know that i like you, why don’t you ask me out already?” you say cheekily.
“you’re too cute.” steve says, already gaining back his confidence after hearing your confession to him. “step out of the car for a second.” he orders as he steps out of the car and opens the passenger door for you to walk out.
“what are you doing?” you question as he guides you to the front of the car, lifting you on top of the hood so you both are at eye level.
“y/n y/ln” he starts.
“you are so amazing and beautiful and funny and lovely and adorable and–”
“alright, i get it steve!” you say giggling, wondering what he’s about to do.
“will you make me the happiest man alive and be my girlfriend?” he asks, already smiling because he was able to make you laugh.
“hmmm” you pretend to think. “yes!”
that was all he needed to hear before placing your face in his hands and giving you a kiss.
“i have been waiting so long to do this” he mumbles into the kiss.
“you and me both”
stepping away from you, steve looks up into the sky and starts shouting like a man who just won the lottery.
“you hear that everyone! y/n y/ln is my girlfriend! steve harrington is dating y/n y/ln!” he screams, making you laugh and try to shush him.
“steve shut up! you’re going to wake people up!”
“i honestly don’t care. i need everyone in hawkins to know you’re my girl now. totally not in a sexist possessive douchebag way, simply in a i’m yours and your mine type of way” he starts rambling, not wanting to cause you to run off from him already.
“steve, i get it.” you laugh. “also, shouldn’t we go get the pizza? i’m sure everyone is wondering where we’re at”
i absolutely adored your last fic for tasm peter and i would love if you could write something about him wanting to do the spiderman kiss with you but with the roles reversed!!! thank you!!
𝗮/𝗻: this is so cute i love the concept! ty for requesting :) this is also not proofread as usual so sorry if there's any typos!
𝘄/𝗰: 0.5k
one thing about peter is that he’s extremely affectionate. he always has to be touching you, whether it’s holding your hand or having an arm wrapped around your waist. today, however, he was touchier than usual. you knew his love language is physical touch, so you decided not to comment on it, but that’s hard to do considering he’s laying right on top of you.
“peter” you mumble into his hair, not gaining his attention. you try capturing his attention again by repeating his name, and all you hear is a mumbled “yeah baby?” into your shoulder.
“can you get off of me? you’re kinda crushing my lungs” you say while gently trying to push him off of you but miserably failing.
“i’m comfortable though” you hear, peters face still buried in your shoulder.
“i’m not”
“well get comfortable then” he said matter of factly.
“that’s kind of impossible to do when i can’t move underneath your body” you chuckle out.
“you’re just gonna have to suck it up then”
“you know what, i don’t have time for this” you said before using all of your strength to push him off of you and onto the floor.
“OW!” peter screamed from the floor causing you to laugh.
“i told you to get off but you didn’t listen!”
“that doesn’t mean you had to slam me onto the floor like a freaking monster!” he retorted, still not getting up from the floor causing you to laugh even harder.
“also stop laughing, i wanna do something” he said, catching your attention.
“what?”
“lay upside-down”
kinda confused as to where this was going, you obliged anyways. he dragged you down gently so your head was hanging off the bed and had a goofy smile on his face.
“we’re not about to do what i’m thinking of, right?”
“no, we’re not gonna do that you creep. unless you want to of course” he said smirking, intrigued by the idea.
“look who’s the creep now. anyways why is my head hanging off the bed? are you trying to make the blood rush to my brain as payback for pushing you off?”
“you’re so dramatic, i’m not as evil as you”
“oh really? because as far as i remember you, left me trapped in the room with a spider once because you didn’t want to kill it since it’s your ‘family’ even though you knew i’m deeply afraid of them” you retorted, cringing at the memory.
“how can you be afraid of spiders but date spider-man? it makes no sense!” he fought back.
“stop talking now” he said seriously before cupping his face in your hands and kissing you deeply.
“you can sit back up now” he said smiling like a little kid who just got ice cream.
“that’s what you wanted to do?” you replied giggling.
“yup. i’ve always wanted to switch our roles with that kiss. my life is now complete” he said contently.
“you’re ridiculous” you laughed while also being pretty satisfied too.
“one more thing” you heard peter say.
“wha– OW!” you screamed as he dragged you onto the floor by your foot.
𝗮/𝗻: i’m finally back! so sorry for being away for so long, i’ve been super busy with school but i’m finally done now! i hope you guys enjoy this i’m a little bit rusty so idk how i feel abt this
𝘄/𝗰: 0.7k
you and peter were both very satisfied in your relationship with each other. your relationship was very fulfilling, both emotionally and physically. you guys had a habit of spoiling each other, you especially. you would do anything to make peter happy, which is why you always agree to go to comic con with him every year even if you’re not interested. this year, however, you weren’t really up for it.
it was the middle of the school day, and you and peter were at lunch with your friends when he brought up going to comic con.
“babe, comic con is next week! i was thinking for our costumes this year we should both dress as spider-man.” he giggled, finding the thought of you both going dressed as his secret identity funny.
“ehh, i’m kind of not in the mood to go this year. you should go with harry though!” you suggested, not catching the frown that appeared on his face before turning back to continue chatting with your friends.
peter was silent for the rest of lunch, but you didn’t notice because you were preoccupied with your friends, laughing at their lame jokes. the bell rang indicating it was time to go to your next class, which you and peter had together. you guys usually walk together, but right as the bell rang peter immediately stood up and started heading to class without you. you brushed it off thinking maybe he needed to talk to your teacher before class started.
walking into your class, you headed towards the table where you and peter sat next to each other every day only to find him sitting next to someone else. before you were able to ask him why he was sitting there, your teacher announced class was starting.
class ended after another painfully long hour, and school was finally dismissed. you walked up to peter and held his hand with a small smile.
“we should go get sushi! it’s not that far of a walk from here” you suggested while looking up at peter who didn’t seem to be on board with your plan.
“no thanks, i just wanna head home” he said bluntly.
you assumed he was in a bad mood and would confide in you in his own time so you didn’t push him, you just obliged and walked to his apartment silently.
reaching his apartment, you both walked into his room and layed on his bed. usually, peter cuddles you, wrapping his arms around you so tightly to the point where you feel like you’re being crushed and you have to tell him to loosen his grip, but this time he just layed with his back facing towards you. feeling a little uneasy, you decided to ask him what’s up.
“peter?” you say softly, pulling his body to face you.
“hmm?” he hummed uninterestedly, causing you to feel even weirder.
“is everything alrigh–”
“do you want to break up with me?” he cut you off, finally facing you fully.
“what?!” you exclaimed, sitting up completely. “of course i don’t want to break up with you, what made you think that?”
“today was the first time you said no to me” peter mumbled with the cutest pout on his face. you thought back to lunch when he asked you to go to comic con with him, and everything instantly started adding up.
smiling to yourself, you put both hands on each side of his face and made him look at you.
“you are such a spoiled brat, you know that right?” you giggled softly.
“whatever, i’ll just go with harry like you said” he mumbled again, trying to break free of his grasp.
“pete, i’ll go with you. if you were that upset you could’ve just told me.” you smiled and gave in, instantly seeing his face light up with joy.
“will you dress up as spiderman with me too?” he asked, giving you puppy-dog eyes.
“yes peter, i’ll dress up as spiderman with you.”
feeling like he just won the lottery, peter sat up quickly and wrapped you in his arms before dragging you to lay back down with him.
“you’re the best girlfriend in the world! i was so miserable when you turned me down, please don’t ever do that again. i felt like screaming, crying, and vomiting” he exclaimed while peppering your face with kisses.
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