#peterparkerfluff

[modernstoner]

Grey Hair| P.Parker

(a/n): Hola bitches, sorry for not updating I wasn’t too motivated lately. THIS IS SO BAD BUT TRY TO ENJOY IT OML

Summary: While Peter was playing with your hair, he finds a grey hair and you have a quarter life crisis.

Warning: none. (Y/n) is bit dramatic lol

w/c: 687

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You were tired. Like very very tired. You just wanted to relax in your dorm with your boyfriend, Peter. 

“How was school today?” Peter asked you, positioning himself so you and him could cuddle.

“Horrible. I witnessed Mr. Carson getting a blowjob under the desk.” You gagged thinking about it while Peter snaked his arm around your waist.

Peter’s eyes widened. “Seriously? Isn’t he like 60?”

“He is kinda hot.” You teasingly watched as Peter got jealous and threw a nearby pillow at you.

You dodged, getting up from the couch, getting into a fighting position. “Are you seriously going to fight me? Spider-man? A superhero?” Peter smirked at you.

You rolled your eyes. “You might be spider-man but I grew up with my grandma throwing slippers at me.” You got the pillow that Peter used it on you and you yeeted at him with all of your strength combined. 

Peter pretended to be hurt by yelling ‘ouch’ and fell on the ground, softly. “Oh my god. My girlfriend is stronger than me! Please, tell my family I love them. Our saviour and god, Lord Farquaad shall take me to the heaven.”

You were laughing your ass off at Peter’s dramatic but yet, ridiculous speech. “You’re saviour and god is Lord Farquaad?”

“Yeah, why not? He looks like Noah Schnapp when he was in the first season of Stranger Things.” He shrugged, fixing his messed up hair.

“Netflix really did him dirty with that hair.” You agreed, deciding to sit on the floor, your back against the couch.

“Your hair looks like shit.” Peter commented as you dramatically gasped.

“How dare you insult my gorgeous hair.” You flicked your hair as Peter rolled his eyes.

“Literally. It looks like shit. Let me fix it.” He said, siting on the couch and you sat between his leg.

His finger started to brush your tangled hair making you yelp in pain. He mumbled a sorry. You started to relax, Peter always did an amazing job comforting or relaxing you. You sighed, starting to fall asleep when Peter said; “Oh. My. God.”

“What?” You questioned, eyes closed, refusing to open them.

“I just found a grey hair.” He said. Now that has caught your attention. 

You opened your eyes, quickly getting up, looking down at Peter who was siting on the couch. “What?” You asked, carefully not to scare him.

Peter gulped, beginning to feel his palm sweat. “Grey h-hair in your h—”

“Oh my god!” You screamed in pure agony.

“(Y/n), baby, I — “

“I’m old!” You cried, kneeling down, putting your hand on your hair, rocking yourself back and fourth.

“(Y/n), It’s not a big deal. I—”

“Not a big deal?”

Oh no.

“Not a big deal? Really, Parker? I am becoming old. I—I’m dying.” You cried even more.

“You’re 22. You are not dy—”

“I can feel myself dying, Peter. I can see my grandma from Heaven.” 

Peter sighed, obviously regretting to mention about a one strand of grey hair. “Peter.” You said in a very warning tone.

Peter hummed in response, just observing your tears coming from your eyes. “If I die, Peter...you’re coming with me.”

Peter already knew you were going to say that but he couldn’t understand if it was a joke or not. “O-Okay. If it makes you happy.”

He watched as more started to come from your eyes. “No, you stupid simp. If I die, you find someone better—” You were cut by Peter kissing you.

You kissed back, a single drop of tear coming from your eyes and Peter wiped it off. “Find someone better? I guess I’ll die alone because I rather be dead with you, (Y/n).”

“Awwwww. Peterrrr.” You snuggled up to his chest. Both of you ignored the fact that you two were on the floor.

The rest of the night was more calming, little jokes here and there, talking about the future. You two slept on the floor, just cuddling with each other. Was it uncomfortable? Yes but both of you didn’t care because as long as you two have each other, everything is perfect.

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

The Fluff Alphabet

send me a letter(s) from the alphabet for either Peter Parker or JJ Maybank, enjoy!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

B = Beauty (What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

[thewinterspidersoldier]

“I think I love you.”

The sounds of the city were drowned out by Peter’s voice. 

“Yeah! And then I swung in and webbed him to a trashcan!” You smiled, and turned to look at him, carefully setting your cup of tea on the fire escape. 

“What?” His voice had the hint of a smile in it. 

“Nothin’, just thinking ‘bout something.” You said as you laid your head against his shoulder. He shifted, raising his arm to wrap around your shoulders.

“Whatcha’ thinking ‘bout?” 

“Well, i’m thinking about one thing.”

“And that is?”

“I think I love you.” Peter’s body stiffened, and he carefully pulled away. 

“Wait.” His ears began to turn red, and a smile began to grow.

“Really?” Peter’s voice was just above a whisper, and his smile was huge.

“Mmmhmm. I am pretty darn sure that I love you, Peter Parker.” You replied, grinning at him. 

“I-I love you too.” He then moved closer to you, tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, and leaned in. The kiss was filled with feeling, and you thought you were going to drown in it. It was perfect. 

“Wow. Wow.” Peter pulled away to breathe, and rested his forehead against yours. 

“Man, I sure do love you.” You said, before you leaned in again. 

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Man, this sucks, but thanks everyone for the awesome feedback on, “I Was Cold!” I really appreciate it :)

[peterspideyy]

three words

summary- you and peter share all your secrets and plans with each, you literally know each other better than yourselves. you always thought peter would tell you everything, until one day he didn’t

warnings- swearing, heartbreak, just your usual sad imagine

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“y/n, I’m sorry. peter’s going. I don’t think he will be coming back in a long time.”

ned’s words circled in your head as you tried to process what he said. peter’s going? no. how? yesterday he seemed fine. more than fine actually, he told you he loved you for the first time in your relationship. it was a massive step for you both. if he loved you, he would of mentioned something last night. but he didn’t, and it broke your heart.

see, yours and peters relationship was different. a good different. you told each other everything from your deepest secrets to what you had for breakfast that morning, what ever it was you told each other. you couldn’t believe he didn’t tell you about this. moving away is not something you forget.

without another thought you ran to peters apartment, ignoring neds calls to stop you. you had to see him and have all your unanswered questions finally answered. you needed the truth.

finally arriving, breathing heavily you scrambled to get your spare key of peter’s apartment out of your pocket. pulling out the silver key, you quickly unlocked the front door and ran in to be met with silence. not even may was here. maybe she was at work?

you saw a light shine in peters room making you run over to see peter packing clothes into a brown suitcase. you couldn’t help but let a loud sob escape your mouth, causing peter to sigh and meet your broken eyes.

you didn’t know what caused your heart to break more, peter packing or peter seeming so calm about it all.

“p-peter,” you whispered shaking your head as he carried on packing, “what are you doing? why are you packing? where are you going?”

peter sighed even heavier this time making you take a step back away from him. his harsh eyes met yours again causing your breath to quicken. he was so cold. you didn’t know why.

“mr stark wants to move the internship up north, so I’m moving with him.” he snapped, and carried on packing.

“when did you find out?”

“a month ago.”

“a m-month?”

he nodded simply making your blood boil. how could he be so naive and not tell you about this.

“how fucking dare you parker! how could you not mention this to me! we tell each other everything! you made me fall in love with you!”

“well, aren’t I fucking sorry?” sarcasm dripped from his lips, making you whimper.

“you should be sorry. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me, fucking ned had to tell me. you told your friend over your girlfriend!”

“I wish he didn’t tell you, as we wouldn’t be having this problem, would we?”

“if ned didn’t tell me, would you have told me about you moving?” your hands started to shake as you waited for him to answer.

“probably not, would of been easier to move away from you.”

you started to cry at this. the way he spoke made you scared, frightened. you shouldn’t feel this way towards your lover.

“does may know?”

“yes.”

“so you would of told everyone else apart from me?”

he nodded, making you cry even more. you pulled your hair in anger as he carried on packing not noticing your disheartened self.

“did you ever love me the same way I did?”

peter’s head snapped to meet your (colour) eyes once you said those words, and you are sure you saw his eyes soften into a chocolate colour but then it was quickly replaced by a black, coldness colour.

“no.”

that simple word made your stomach sink. it felt as if peter ripped your heart out and stood on it, causing it to break into millions of pieces. you felt nothing. taking a step back from the man you thought who loved you, you wiped away the tears that fell. you weren’t going to cry in front of him and show how weak you are, even if you felt as if you were going to collapse.

you looked at the necklace peter got you in his mirror. you remembered all the sweet things he told you that night when he gave it to you, and you felt sick thinking of what he said. back then he made butterflies explode, but now the butterflies are dead.

vigorously you ripped the necklace off, ignoring the pain you felt and threw it at him, causing it to hit him in the face. he didn’t blink though. he didn’t move a muscle.

“we’re over. when you come back don’t come crawling back to me. I feel so used peter. out of all my previous boyfriends who treated me like shit, I never thought you would be one of them. in fact your worse. goodbye peter parker, have a nice fucking life.”

with that you stormed out of the room where you and peter first told each other how you felt. you walked out of the room where you shared your first kiss. you walked out of the room where you had your first date. you walked out of the room where you studied for tests. you walked out from the love of your life.

as soon as you closed peters front door, you couldn’t help but let all your tears fall causing you to collapse and bury your head in your knees.

little did you know, peter was crying in his room for hating himself. he hated that he said all those horrible words to you. but, he knew it had to be done as he would despise the amount of distance towards you both. he would rather you hate him and be protected, than love him and be in danger.

“I love you.” he whispered, to his empty room.

“I hate you.” you whispered, to the empty hallway.

three words, with two totally different meanings.

three words, which made both of your hearts break.

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a/n

sorry for not posting in agesss! I have some fics lined up but send any requests you have please ;))

[robinskey]

Movie Night (Peter Parker x Reader)

movie night fridays

they’re basically a requirement for dating peter parker

he always buys your favorite candies and snacks beforehand, so they’re waiting on the coffee table as soon as you get to his apartment

peter immediately tosses his keys on the side table and heads into the kitchen

you flop on the couch

he calls for you to pick whatever movie you like

even if it’s a terrible rom-com

bc he’s going to spend more time staring at you than the screen, anyway

you almost always end up watching one of the star wars movies, though

mostly bc you know they’re his favorite

and you love watching his face light up every time someone whips out a lightsaber

peter returns two minutes later with a GIANT bowl of golden, buttery popcorn, which he gives you to sample

the boy might not be a chef

but he makes some bomb microwave popcorn

he says the spidey senses let him know when it’s ready

so he never burns a kernel he collapses into the folds of the sofa beside you

the warm bowl of popcorn nestled in your lap

you hit play as his arm slinks around your shoulders

you nestle into his chest

sigh contentedly

you’re always exhausted from the school week, so half the time you’ll doze off in the middle of the movie

peter won’t notice for a while, until he yells something out about one of the characters

and you don’t respond

when he glances down and sees your eyelids closed in sleep

he instantly clamps his big mouth shut

and uses it to press a gentle kiss to your forehead

sometimes it wakes you up

sometimes it doesn’t

it doesn’t really matter to peter

he’s just happy to be in your company

[writinggolden]

Midnight Talks

prompt: Peter picks you up to have a sleepover at his house and some sweet things get said and done.

Warnings: lots of kissing, nerdy things, lots of cute fluff!

You and Peter have been dating for three months now. You were starting to feel like you loved him but you didn’t know for sure yet. You’re laying in your bed eating popcorn when Peter starts to call you, you smile. You pick up the phone and answer it. “Hi baby,” you giggle at the pet name. “Hey Petey,” you can hear him huff through the phone. “So i can’t find my favorite hoodie-“ you proceed to say nothing, “you’re wearing it, aren’t you,” you shyly laugh. “Maybeeeee,” he sighs and you just giggle.

“Well I’d kindly like it back bub,” you whine. “But it’s s’comfy and i miss you like hell”. “Well maybe you should just come over and have a sleepover, please” he asks you, a hint hope in his voice. “Of course bubby,” you agree and put on your shoes. “Okay I’ll be there in a quick swing darling,” you mutter a sweet bye and hang up. A minute later you hear you window slide open, and take a glance at it. Peter walks up to you and pulls off his mask. “Hi baby,” he kisses you on the lips softly. You hum at the warm feeling, you hadn’t seen him in a few days from missions.

“You ready?” you nod and grab onto him. He picks you up and you squeal, and you both fly through the crowded streets. You safely land on his fire escape and he helps you inside. You grin and lay down on his bed, as he taps his suit and it slides on his body. You spring back up and walk back over to him, placing a kiss on his chest. “I miss you so much,” your voice muffled against his skin. He places a warm kiss to your hairline, “I missed you too”.

He slips on a sweater and stays in his boxers. His hand intertwines with yours and pulls you to the living room. “What do you wanna watch my love?” he questions as he grips the remote. “Umm Y/f/m,” he nods and puts it on. You grin and snuggle into his warm chest. You breathe in his scent, man you missed him so bad. His thumb placed on your cheek starts to move back n forth. You sigh in contempt and look into his eyes. “You’re so gorgeous,” he exhales. Your cheeks tinted, you reply “thank you bubba,” and you lean up and leave a fond kiss on his cheek.

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” you whisper shyly as you retract, his eyes never leaving yours. His smile widens, “Good because I think I’m falling in love with you too,” your cheeks redden and you place a kiss on his lips. He smiles into it and pulls you closer, “I can’t believe you’re mine,” he whispers” m’soulmate”. You almost cried, Peter just called you his soulmate. You quickly sit onto his lap, Peters eyes widen at your action. You place your lips on his again and he kisses you back passionately.

Your hand slides through his hair, his hands on your hips. You kiss him once more and pull away, his pretty lips swollen. You giggle and wipe your thumb over them, he proceeds to pretend bite your finger. You snort and he lays back and opens his arms for you. You can’t help but beam and fall into his arms. Your legs become intertwined and his hands rub at your back. Your eyes slowly flutter shut and you’re met with darkness.

The door slowly opens and Aunt May creeps in. She sits down her purse and looks at the couch. You were laying on peters chest and the blankets were pulled all over, feet hanging off the edge of the bed. May chuckles and whips out her phone, taking a photo of the charming couple.

“They’re so cute when they’re asleep”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hope you enjoyed this it was fun to write!!

[hufflepuffhollander]

by the light of a flame: a tom holland imagine

hello again! got a request to write a blurb-ish length bit where tom x reader are caught in a storm (just a platform for a shit ton of fluff)

this is another attempt at a one shot sans dialogue, all from tom’s point of view.

hope you love it!

no warnings here, just toothaching sweetness. (thank me later)

It was a rainy night.

Lightning bolts created a temporary daylight through the windows, thunder shook the walls. The power had gone out hours ago.

Tom lit the last flame of the arsenal of candles they’d splayed out across the coutertops, being careful to keep them away from the paintings she’d hung on the walls.

She walked into the den carrying a pile of blankets so high he could only see her eyebrows above it. She loved building blanket forts, he loved how much she loved something so innocent, so simple. It didn’t take much to keep her happy, and he did the absolute most to make sure she stayed that way. Never had he met anyone so enthralled with simplicity, full of raw, powerful emotion to share with the people she loved, only requiring a fraction of it back to be satiated.

He watched her hips sway side to side more so than usual, carrying the weight of the woven fleece. Her small frame continuing to carry her with grace, small curves and divots in her silhouette flowing smoothly with each stride. Step, after step, after step.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

He watched her like it was the first time he’d ever seen anyone move.

Arranging the blankets and couch cushions on the floor to her satisfaction, she walked over to him, taking his hands in hers, leading him to their safe haven amongst the candlelight. He pressed his fingers lightly into her soft palms, reveling in the warmth that they radiated up his arms, to his heart, through his whole body.

A pang of thunder made her shiver; his first instinct to hold her close until the reverb dissipated into the air. He sat down amongst the pillows, pulling her into his lap, perched up on one leg so he could see her face. She rested her head in the crook of his neck, nuzzling her nose ever so slightly into the hem of his shirt. He could smell the faint hint of shampoo in her hair, and it smelled like home.

Another clap of thunder, another strike of lightning slashed through the night. The rain teemed on their rooftop, the soft patter a soothing metronome to which he could feel her steady heartbeat with his hand wrapped around her side and onto her ribs. Drum, drum, drum.

So delicate. Be gentle.

She lifted her head up to meet his eyes right as the sky burst into another fleeting dazzle of yellow, and it highlighted the outline of her face, her jawbone, her cheek. By lightning or candlelight, she was lit up only for an instant, and he had to savor every millisecond that he could see her in full, taking in her soft features, loving the visible curvature of her smile. She always smiled at him like that; he couldn’t get enough.

They stayed this way, tucked under blankets and into each other, inhaling the mist in the air, exhaling soft words of affirmation. Quietly enough so the rain wouldn’t hear them, keeping them safe from the storm.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

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&& that’s all she wrote! please let me know if you want to see more stuff like this! it’s my absolute favorite shit to write.

[cosmicdaya]

a bIG ASS APOLOGY !!!!

ok everybody, i think some of you might seen that i wasn’t active on tumblr for about 2 months, and I AM VERY VERY SORRY! school was being an ultimate bitch (i am not from a western country, so i didn’t have a summer break)

another bad news is, i have a very IMPORTANT official exam coming up and its on the 1st of october till the 4th of october. because of that, i will be going on an one month HIATUS. i will be back as soon as my EXAM ENDS.

currently, my ongoing series that is look-alike, love again (read it over here) will be on HIATUS for awhile.

i am now writing a story for a challenge and that will be my last work before my hiatus. it will be up by next week(i hope :\)

i am very very sorry guys!!!

tagging some mutuals to spread the word!!

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