[tomhollandrecs]

Hiii if you read angst I would say dark webs by hihellowhatsup (I think that’s their url) and Timshel by angelicholland are peter fics that are really good and angsty but also sort of fluffy

hi anon! i’ve definitely been meaning to read nicole’s work and i already know alice is an amazing writer so i’ll work on reading them ♡

[angelic-holland]

It Will Last Longer Teaser

Sneak peak of the Tom x reader x Haz one shot I’m working on as a sequel to Pretty As A Polaroid Picture... Full one shot coming Monday at 6:30pm EST!

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“I was just wondering, and feel free to say no, but Tom and I were wondering if you wanted to see some of the photos we took with your gift?”

Harrison thinks for a moment, but only because he doesn’t want to look insanely desperate and eager if he says yes right away, and just in case this is some trick from both of you, a way of seeing if Harrison really did enjoy the pictures from Tom’s phone so Tom can kick his ass.

“Sure, yeah, only you know, if you want to,” Harrison says, trying his hardest to keep his voice level and not sound too excited.

Tom’s watching the interaction from the doorway, finding it incredibly endearing that Harrison has such a crush on you.

Harrison leans forward on the couch, adjusting his shirt to cover his crotch. It doesn’t go unnoticed by you as you reveal the Polaroids, five of them that Tom picked, knowing they would get Harrison riled up. Harrison loves your breasts, both you and Tom know this because when all of you work out and you wear a sports bra, and only a sports bra, Harrison’s eyes are transfixed on them in the mirror as you jog on the treadmill.

Harrison takes the polaroids in shaky hands, eyes widening as his jeans tighten.

The first picture is a rather tame picture on most accounts. You’re on your knees with Tom’s cock in your hand, staring up at him with deceitfully innocent eyes.

The next is a little more out there, you’re wearing those pink nipple clamps and a ring gag, Tom’s come dripping out of your mouth.

The third is when Harrison’s heart rate really picks up and his breathing comes out in shorter pants. You’re laying on your back, rope intricately wrapped around your breasts, with two of your fingers in your mouth.

“You like that one?” You ask, smirking as you scoot closer to him and all Harrison can do is nod while he licks his lips.

The fourth is of your fingers buried in your pussy, a full body shot, your breasts still wrapped in rope, your mouth wide open in a moan.

“You know, there’s something I’ve always wanted to try,” you say as he turns to the fifth and final picture.

Tom’s buried deep in your pussy, one of his hands gripping your hip, with a small jeweled plug in your ass.

“And what, what was that?” Harrison asks, his face bright red as he struggles to keep his composure, setting the polaroids on the coffee table.

“I’ve always wanted to be fucked by two guys at once,” you thrum your fingers against your thigh, waiting for Harrison’s response.

[peteywillproceed]

Kiss Me

Author’s Note: Hey guys, this is my first fanfic on here! lol I wrote this whilst I was super bored and it is 10000000000% self indulgent fluff but we’ll ignore that ;) hope you like it x

Summary: Y/n and Tom have known each other since Uni began, but knowing each other doesn’t mean they have to like one another…right?

Word Count: 2,970

“You broke his nose?” Tom whispered, pulling you into a classroom.

“He was harassing me! Speaking of which, kindly remove your arm.” You glared at the fingers wrapped around your bicep, wishing you could light them on fire.

“Y’know, you could’ve just told him to piss off.”

“And where would that have gotten me? A slap on the arse and a ‘see you later, cupcake’?“

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[angelic-holland]

idk how old it was but i just saw this cute insta video of haz and tom trying to start a fire and tom is like “harrison what are you doing??? i found matches!” and his accent was so cute and i cant help but to think of those boys and the reader go camping and theyre like “haz we gotta start a fire” to impress their girlfriends and its a disaster and maybe the readerskesma fire and shes like “i was in girlscouts” lmao xD

the way I was in Girl Scouts until I graduated high school and can definitely light a fire better than either of them 😁😁😁😁 this is so cute though.

Like imagine Haz getting a little frustrated when he keeps burning up the matches so you stop him, taking the match from him. You completely take apart their small stick pile and gather more pieces that would actually light on fire (ie ones that aren’t wet). Tom and Harrison both sit back and watch as you build the pile of sticks and hold the match underneath the center, waiting until most of it has caught flames before pulling your hand away.

“Doesn’t that hurt, love?” Harrison asks as you sit next to him on the log.

“12 years of Girl Scouts and plenty of burns has made me practically invincible to fire. I’ve got you babe,” you giggle as he pulls you into his side. Even though the fire starts to warm you up, you definitely prefer the warmth of your boyfriend instead.

[tomhollandrecs]

for harry potter fics @unholyhaz has a couple of blurbs and is working on more I think? xx

Oh thank you so much I was seriously blanking!! Katie is an amazing writer so I absolutely recommend @farfromhaz!

[waitimcomingtoo]

Hello there! I hope you’re having a lovely day. Any chance you’d write a fake dating story with Tom?

That Day in the Rain

Synopsis: Tom lies and tells Haz you’re his girlfriend, who tells the world

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“Before I say anything, I’d like you to think about how much you love me.” Tom said once you opened your door to him.

“God, what the hell did you do?” You asked him with wide eyes.

“And how much I love you.” Tom continued as if you never interrupted.

“Is there a body?” You whispered harshly. “Are you making me an accessory?”

“And most importantly”, Tom went on with a boop on your nose, “think about all the times you told me you’d do anything for me.”

“Oh my God, he’s killed someone.” You groaned and gave your hair a stressful tug.

“This is one of those times.” Tom went on as if you weren’t talking.

“Who was it? A stranger? Harry? Jake?” You badgered. “Tom, please tell me you did not kill Jake Gyllenhaal.”

“I didn’t kill anyone! Why is that your first guess anyway?” Tom sounded almost insulted. “I just need a small, teeny tiny favor.” He said as he pinched his fingers together.

“What might that be?” You folded your arms.

“I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend.” Tom said in a rushed voice. 

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[tomhollandrecs]

Hello! Do you know any fics with Tom or Harrison in a Hogwarts au?

Hi there! I don’t unfortunately but if anyone knows please respond to this 💕

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peter & kissing | hc

headcanon

summary: types of kisses with peter parker

a/n: lol i’m serving y’all another unwanted hc cuz i forgot to write an actual fic again ahhh. i’m awful i’m sorry. also i’m almost at 700 followers and that’s CRAZYYY! but anyways please enjoy and i’ll try really hard to get a fic posted next week:)

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y’all want some tea, because i’m a about to bring the whole pot

peter ‘give her a lil kiss’ parker

he loves to give kisses and to receive them obviously

if kissing was a sport, he would be a pro and probably the mvp

we all know peter is actually into pda

he’s sooooo shy about it tho and doesn’t know what to do

he either waits for you to kiss him

or he just sits there and tries to work up the courage to kiss you himself

even after months of dating

he walks you to class then he just kinda stands there awkwardly

“what’s wrong, pete?”

*sweating and blushing profusely* “can i... ya know... kiss you... maybe?”

“of course.”

it’s like the quickest kiss of your life but he’s proud that he actually did it

and he probably ran away after so that you wouldn’t see him blush

peter kinda has a hard time being straightforward about certain things

so he has a habit of beating around the bush

“peter, you’ve been staring at my lips for a while now. are you gonna do anything about it, or are we still gonna sit here in silence?”

ah you love making fun of him lol

he also has really soft lips in case anyone was wondering

shut up kisses are his favorite

like sometimes you say something that he thinks is cute or you’re just rambling on and on

he’ll just grab you and kiss you

when you pull away, you’re just kinda like “what was that for?”

“i just really wanted to kiss you. and you kept talking.”

lots of distracted kissing

sometimes peter will be doing homework or working on his suits

and when he’s not paying attention to you as much as you’d like, you gotta take matters into your own hands

so you sort of sit on his lap and kiss him

but he’s still trying to focus so he just gives you a tiny peck

“peteeeee, let me kiss you”:(:(:(

“give me like five minutes.”

long story short, he gives up in like ten seconds and proceeds to make out with you

hand kisses are your weakness

and cheek kisses are peter’s

kissing with lipstick on

“i’m gonna be honest, peter, red really is your color.”

y’all tried the whole hickey thing once but it did not go well

also precious little peter’s brain literally can’t handle it

because one time you were kissing his neck and his senses went out of control

anyways...

he likes to hug you from behind and kiss your shoulder or your temple because he likes the way you melt into him

and he likes it when you hug him from behind and kiss the middle of his back

CHILLS

you like to embarrass him by saying “awwww i just wanna kiss all the freckles on your cute face:):)”

also blowing him a little air kiss will definitely make him blush

because he feels like he always has to catch it like no matter where he is

so he’s definitely caught an air kiss in front of tony stark

peter is so sweet omg i’m crying

“are you okay?”

“i’d be better if you kissed me.”

and there’s many types of kisses

the spider-man kiss !! the spider-man kiss !! the spider-man kiss !!

a ‘please don’t be mad at me i’m just dumb’ kiss

‘glad you’re okay’ kiss

‘give me attention before i scream’ kiss

‘kinda sleepy but wanna keep kissing’ kiss

jealous kisses;);)

y’all were at a party one night and some dude started talking to you and kind of flirting

and you barely finish your conversation before peter grabs you and kisses you in front of everyone

which is totally not normal for him

“what was that for, peter?”

“n-nothing! i just kissed you, i kiss you all the time.”

“were you jealous?”

“what?! no! i don’t get jealous, why would i be jealous, i’m not jealous. i just like to... kiss you.”

“what ever you say...”

homeboy ain’t slick lol

it’s okay tho cuz it was cute/hot

did i mention the spider-man kiss?

bless his heart he’s so awkward

but i feel like after a while he’ll get used to kissing and he absolutely adores it

“i know i’ve kissed you like ten times, but i wanna give you like ten more.”

the amount of times aunt may has walked in on you guys making out... yikes

whenever you’re upset at him, he still wants to kiss you

“i know you’re mad, but i wanna kiss you. can i kiss you? oh well, i’m gonna kiss you anyway.”

then he runs off before you yell at him

peter kisses you just because he can

like in his brain he’s like “damn, she’s really cute i want to kiss her. OH WAIT. she’s my girlfriend lmao”

“it’s 11:11!” *kisses you*

“what was that for?”

“my wish was that you’d kiss me”:):)

welp there goes my heart

peter likes to hug after kissing

even if it’s a small and short hug, he likes to have you close to him

also

this is kinda weird but i feel like peter would hate it when people say “mwah!” when they kiss

idk it kinda makes him feel like he’s kissing his grandma or something

but that’s besides the point

whenever you put your hands in his hair when you kiss he gets gOoSeBuMpS

and when he’s sleeping and you kiss his forehead or his cheek he will literally SMILE IN HIS SLEEP

how is peter parker so goddamn perfect??? we will never know

peter is really touchy when he wants a kiss or he is kissing

like he always grabs your waist and pulls you closer to him

but when he wants a kiss, he grabs your face to get your attention

or he’ll kiss all over your face until he finally reaches your lips

cue heart melting with a side of butterflies

peter parker is an angel who loves kissing and gives the best kisses

and that’s the tea *slurps*

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[xoluvx]

The reader teases Tom's new look?

Omg yessss 🥺 okay I know I’m not the only one who still finds him highly attractive. I was shooketh at first but the more I look at him, the hotter he gets? Idk but here is this little mess of a blurb + in case you needed a reminder of buzzcut Tom lmao

The surface of his shaved head felt odd against your palm like tiny little pins against your skin. When he’d walked in that day, your eyes could hardly believe what they’d seen. It was like your brain stopped functioning and you were in a permanent state of shock.

It wasn’t that he looked ugly or less attractive. No, he was still very handsome and no amount of hair, or lack of, was going to change that. It was just different. This new style was awakening things in you that you didn’t know existed.

“How’s it feel, love?” Tom joked watching your eyes focusing on the motion of your hand rubbing back and forth and around his shaven head.

“Weird,” you laughed, still entranced by the new feeling.

“Like it?” You could hear a hint of insecurity in his voice. His precious curls, those curls everyone was obsessed with, were no longer there. It was like a part of him was torned away and no one was letting him forget about it.

“What am I going to pull on now?” You pouted trying to lighten up the mood. You knew he was insecure. He was searching for validating and you had it all for him. You majored in supportive girlfriend.

Tom’s grin grew as he felt your hand fall to the nape of his neck, pout still on your lips making them so inviting to him. He was quick with his actions, capturing you in a kiss. Hands flying to your waist pulling your hips closer to him as his lips moved with yours in heated passion.

Your hand was still on his neck, but you had no clue where to put your other hand. By now, it’s be lost deep within his curls tugging on that spot near his ears. The same spot that turned him into putty. The spot that made him fulfill all your desires.

Still lost in the kiss, Tom grabbed your awkward hand and brought it to the top of his head. The prickly hair instantly sent shivers down your spine. And you couldn’t help, but laugh in that very moment.

“I hate you,” you muttered against the kiss, soft laughter still infiltrating the room. You felt him chuckle against your lips, his goofy grin still there.

“Got to get used to it, darling,” he whispered against your lips pulling your body down so that he was hovering over you. One hand on the couch’s arm rest, the other on your hip. Lips still connected, heads moving ever so slightly as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. Your hand familiarized itself with the new feeling. Running from the nape of his neck to the tops of his head and down the side to his cheek.

Who were you kidding? You’d find something to pull one. Like his shirt, which you were desperately pulling over his head. He was still hot and you were hot for him. Desperate and needy.

Yeah, this new Tom was doing things to you. And you, with pleasure, would let him do anything to you.

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+ bonus

my reaction to Tom’s haircut:

[dearwalker]

Inexperienced (Peter Parker x reader)

Word count: 3k

Requested by anon: Teaching inexperienced Peter how to kiss and it escalates quickly.

Note: At first I didn’t know how to write this but I really like the way it turned out, I hope this is what you wanted! Also I hoped this to be short but whenever I write things get out of control so sorry lol. Anyway enjoy!

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Peter had a plan.

Ever since he knew about the science trip, Peter made a plan to confess his feelings for you. And it was perfect really, if things went the way he planned them, except they didn’t.

Of course the first step failed when he had ended up sitting next to Mr. Harrington on the flight after Ned had claimed he had a perfume allergy. And of course you ended up sitting next to your ex, Brad Davis.

The Brad Davis. The once scrawny eleven year old boy, now ripped sixteen year old guy had dated you for around a year and half during the blip, since you both were part of the un dusted ones. And Peter wasn’t the kind to feel intimidated by enemies, in fact he always ran in the direction of danger, but damn he felt embarrassingly intimidated by the six feet tall guy, thinking himself wouldn’t be good enough for you.

Pushing those thoughts away, Peter still wanted to follow his plan and bought you a glass necklace of your favorite flower, which he was planning to give you on top of the Eiffel Tower when he confessed his feelings for you and then hopefully have his first kiss with you.

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[worldofvillainy]

No Blue Pill - (t.h. x Reader) - 1/?

Requested by @laureharrier/@dahliaspidey for Church of Holland™️

Title: No Blue Pill (1/?)

Words: 3.2k

Warnings: no plot; awkward sitting positions on the couch; dry humping, fingering, oral at the end; overstimulation; promises of more

A/N: So, this is long, but what else is new? Also, poorly edited. The first line is from an actual movie. Some of you might recognize it, some might not. I’ll leave it as that. I think this is part 1, but it also totally depends on your reaction. Enjoy! As usual, feedback is appreciated, criticism welcome.

moodboard by the amazing @farfromhaz

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“Ohhh, you’re my little blue pill.”

Date nights spent chilling at home are your favorite kind, so you were ecstatic when Tom offered to cook and eat in, and then watch a movie. Here you are now, chilling on his couch watching a rom com – Tom’s choice since you’d never seen it. You totally mock Tom for it because it’s pretty obvious that he’s still hung up on that obsession over Jake Gyllenhaal he developed over last summer, but he’s quick to say, “Shhh, pay attention. It’s really funny.”

Except you’re not paying attention at all. Not to the movie, anyway.

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[fuckupsoverhere]

Little Did I Know {Chapter Six}

Summary: While working in a local café, a mysterious man comes to your rescue. How will this end? Not very well. You should know that, but it would never stop you. Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 1477

Warnings: Swearing, Gunshots, Violence

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I had been at Tom’s place (I learnt that it was Tom’s from Harrison) for about a month, when I walked into my room and saw that someone had bought one piece of every clothing for me to wear. There were piles upon piles of shoes, handbags and every piece of accessory that I could imagine. While some of the clothing was nice and stuff that I would usually wear, others were things that I would never even think about wearing, mostly due to it not suiting my body type or looking incredibly uncomfortable. Most of the clothing was expensive brands that I couldn’t afford, and I felt very bad wearing. Nearly everything was the correct size for me, which made me very confused and slightly alarmed.I had also become very comfortable around the boys, but I felt like the twins did not like me. They tolerated me because of Tom. Tom had become very protective over me; he wouldn’t let me leave the grounds, which was starting to drive me insane. No matter how big the mansion was, it was suffocating after a month. Harrison and the twin were always right beside Tom, and I always had a shadow following me. I was definitely going to start to get cabin fever as Tom and Harrison would both leave the house while I was stuck in here, with my shadows.  While in the pool, I couldn’t see any of Tom’s guards watching me, looking around, I noticed that there was no one around. Slowly, I got out of the pool and wrapped a towel around myself, looking around the garden. I walked towards the back door to get inside as I felt uneasy. As much as I had hated being followed and babysat, it was reassuring and made me feel safe. I tried to open the door; however, it wouldn’t budge. I pulled harder but nothing happened. Bang. A gun shot rang through out the garden. I dropped the towel and started running. Running faster than I had before. While I wanted to get out of the garden and away from the house, I needed to make sure that the boys were okay. I went around the house and opened the front door to more gun shots. Standing in the doorway, I had no idea what I was doing. Should I run into a dangerous situation in just my swimsuit or do I run for help? Stuck between running and hiding. However, as soon as I heard footsteps making their way towards me, I made my decision and ran though the door inside the house. The room that I was in was a small cupboard, filled with cleaning supplies and bed sheets. It was a tight fit, but I managed to hide in there. The footsteps stopped, but it was replaced with shouting and more gunshots. I looked around to find something to defend myself with, the most dangerous thing that I could find was a spray bottle of surface cleaner. I grabbed it and got ready to spray at anyone who opened the door. The door opened wide and I sprayed the bottle multiple times. I grabbed whatever else was in reach and threw it as hard as I could. The whole time, screaming at the top of my lungs. “(Y/N)!” Harry shouted and I froze. Opening my eyes, which I don’t even remember closing, I saw Harry and Sam stood in front of me. They were wiping their faces of cleaning product and Sam had a small cut on his forehead, couldn’t make him hate me anymore than he already did. “What are you doing?”“I heard gun shots and, like any normal person, got scared.” I told them, “I didn’t know what to do.”Harry and Sam looked furious, they each grabbed my upper arm and pulled me out of the cupboard. I protested but their grips were firm, pulling me around the house into the dining room. I knew that I could probably get out of their grips if I wanted, because Tom had told them that they were not allowed to leave a single mark on me, but that was too much effort. They dropped me into a seat at the table and as I tried to get up, I felt their hands on my shoulders. My heart was pounding, I could hear it in my ears and feel it in my throat. The dining room doors opened, and Tom walked in with a few friends. Just the sight of his face, filled me with content and happiness. My heart stopped trying to jump out of my throat and it took all of my strength to not run and jump on him. It was clear that Tom hadn’t seen the twins and me, as he was still talking to his cronies that dragging a man in. I looked carefully and noticed that the man was the guy who had been assigned to follow me around. He had been badly beaten up and the fear bubbled up inside of me, again. I suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable in just a bikini, regretting ever decision that led to me ending up here. The man was thrown onto the floor and Tom had bent down to his level. Harry suddenly coughed really loudly to get Tom’s attention; I assume. Tom’s head shot up at us. Despite him not being too far from me, he looked like he was miles and miles away from me. “What. Is. She. Doing. In. Here?” Tom whispered, and the twins let go of me. They walked over and started whispering in his ear. I felt trapped. I didn’t know what I would do, because Tom looked furious at me, the twins, the man and everyone else. Before I even knew what I was doing, I started crying. It was the first time that I had properly broken down in front of all of them. All of their eyes were on me and I didn’t know what I was doing anymore.Standing up, I shouted, “I’m tired. I’m scared. I’m fed up! I’m making myself food and then I’m going to bed!”I started walking out of the room when I heard one of the men mutter under his breath, “Guess the bitch is on her time of the month.” That is when everything went red. I grabbed his shoulders and raised my knee into his privates, before just walking out of the room. Making my way into the kitchen, I could hear them all talking about me. At this point, I just felt empty. I’ve spent the last month being scared, angry and sad. There were no more fucks left for me to give. I had decided that if Tom and the boys were going to keep me in the dark then I was just going to give them the cold shoulder. I started spending all of my time reading books, baking or working out in the gym. I always made sure that I had headphones on me because I would need a distraction from the boys if they were also in the room. Being the strong, independent woman that I am, I didn’t need the boys for anything. Their company was nothing in comparison to the company of Austen and the Bronte sisters or just Taylor Swift and Ariana Grande. Tom was just as stubborn as I am, so as soon as he realised that I was ignoring him, he told everyone to leave me to myself. However, Harrison still tried to talk to me. I felt bad for him because I couldn’t give into him or Tom would win. I am making a statement and I am going to make sure that these boy listen.About three weeks of giving everyone the cold shoulder, I realised just how badly I missed Tom and Harrison. Waking up in the middle of the night, I decided to see if either Harrison or Tom were awake, after having a particularly bad dream. Having covered myself up in a dressing gown, I made the short journey down the hall to see if he was awake. The anticipation of actually talking to Tom again, made the short walk feel longer. Just as I went to knock on his door, a hand snaked around my mouth while a cold metal object was pushed into my side. Panicking, I flung my arms and legs around, trying to scratch or kick whoever was behind. There was no way in hell that I was going to go down without a fight. Whatever object had been shoved into my side, was used to hit me around the head. As the weapon was pulled away, blood started to pour down the side of my face. Trying my hardest, I tried to remain conscious and fighting. But I was losing.

Authors Note:

So, I am really sorry that this took so long. I am not making excuses, but I am letting you know that I may not be regular with updates for a while as I have only just started university and have only just gotten over my writer’s block

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(1/2) hii thank you for being so nice about the questions i had a few days ago! i was wondering if you could write a fic where peter and the reader are best friends and he often comes to her for help after getting hurt on patrol but instead of being super soft and sweet about it she always gets upset with him. not like yelling or anything but shes always like “dude youre literally bleeding all over my carpet” and “omg seriously peter? again? for someone with a peter tingle you get hurt so much”

Patches

Pairing: Best friend!Peter Parker x Reader

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These days, Peter Parker felt more like your patient than your best friend.

Even before he became Spider-Man, Peter would come to you for healing, whether it be emotional or physical. You were his shrink, his nurse, and his best friends all in one. You had every title you possible could. All but one, the one that mattered the most.

Girlfriend.

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[mairights]

ok no. 65 from that prompt list u reblogged earlier (“Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!”) probably is supposed to be angsty but I find it so funny w peter shdbwbhddj idk how to explain it LMAO

“you’re tearing this family apart!” peter exclaims, slamming his hands down on the table. mj and ned, silently amused by the interaction, whisper to each other across the table. peter’s cheeks are pink and hot with frustration; you bite your lip.

really, you hadn’t meant for it to get so bad.

“i’m sorry,” you try. peter scoffs.

“sorry?! sorry?! that doesn’t cut it!!”

he faces you now with an intensity very uncharacteristic to himself. the hue of his cheeks resembles the color of your favorite highlighter; and very kissable, if not for the nature of the situation. a sigh leaves your body in a heavy wave. does he have to do this here?

“peter, c’mon, seriously, this is just for fun-“

“oh, fun, huh? fun?!”

quick as a flash, peter grips your shoulder— not hard, but firm enough to grab your attention. you have to bite your lip to subdue the expression on your face.

“fun things make people happy, right? well, are you happy now? huh? does this make you happy?!!”

in one sharp motion, he uses his other hand to grasp a blue playing card and then smack it on the table. staring up at you is the draw four you’d played against him just moments ago, and in front of peter is the blue seven he’d planned to put down and win with.

your cheeks positively burn with amusement as you stare at your boyfriend. he’s pouting at you, looking very adorable when he’s trying to be angry. his frowns deepens further as you start to giggle; worse for him is how ned, mj, cindy, and betty follow suit. he throws a steely glare to ned, but he laughs even harder at that.

“yeah, actually,” you manage to breathe out, “i am pretty happy, peter.”

of course, this makes him huff. his body sinks further into the dining chair, arms crossed over his chest. you try to lean over for an apologetic kiss, but you’re laughing too hard.

“i am so getting you back for this,” he murmurs. your lips barely graze his cheek, forehead pressed against his as your shoulders shake.

you don’t doubt him for a second, but his pout is too pretty to be threatening.

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peter & cuddling | hc

headcanon

sunmary: what it’s like to cuddle with peter parker

a/n: lolll i’m posting a headcanon cuz i forgot to work on something else all week ahhhh life has been crazy. and y’all know that petermj deleted scene on the plane? ofc it inspired me. anyways, the uwu is strong with this one, please enjoy!!!

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peter parker aka the best cuddle buddy known to man

he’s a cuddling hoe

like damn

he’s so soft and sweet

and he’s literally the sleepiest boy you’ve ever met

he’s usually like super energetic and whatever

but when he’s sleepy, he’s sleepy

after school naps are a regular thing and a must

when he gets back from spidey duty or before he even goes

spider-man has to have little naps too, alright?

watching movies together and snuggling

using each other’s shoulders as a pillow

there’s all kinds of cuddling positions

you already know he’s the little spoon

but then there’s the position where you’re facing each other with your arms and legs tangled together and it’s like a little ball of love

in his sleep, he’ll literally roll on top of you and put his face in your neck

or he will pull you closer to him

and you’re just like ohhhh damn i think my heart just melted

he’s like a your own little heater

“uh, y/n?”

“what’s up?”

*blushing profusely* “do you wanna...uhhh...i don’t know... wear my sweatshirt?”

first of all, he makes your knees fucking weak

and of course you wear it

peter’s heart does a happy dance when he sees you in it

or any of his clothes for that matter

he’s a really light sleeper

so matter how carefully you get out of bed, he will immediately wake up as soon as you leave

if you’re gone for too long, peter will find you

he shows up wrapped in the blanket and half asleep

and holy fuck it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen in your goddamn life

he’s just like “you were taking too long” and “come back to bed please”

peter is the type of person who gets grumpy or sassy and you think he’s upset about something

but really, he’s just sleepy and maybe hungry

also, you never thought that you would find someone’s snoring to be cute

but peter’s snore is fucking adorable

the little sighs and noises he lets out make you wanna throw up rainbows and butterflies it’s so precious

and his face looks so cute when it’s smooshed against the pillows

your snapchat stories pretty much only consist of pictures of peter sleeping on you

or you zooming in on his face while he drools

or you drawing on his face

and your captions are like all he wants to do is sleep smh or we stan a sleepy boy or someone help me he’s too cute

they always make peter smile either way

peter can pretty much only sleep in your arms

like when you’re not there, it takes him maybe an hour to fall asleep

but with you, he’s asleep as soon as you lay next to him

he’ll wake up and wake you up just to give you a kiss

“y/n. y/n, wake up.”

“what? what’s wrong?”

“.... i wanna kiss.”

peter is also a blanket hog like wtf

and he moves around a lot so you always have to scoot closer to him for some heat

or he ends up halfway off the bed and you have to pull him back

he for sure sleeps shirtless btw

you definitely don’t mind tho

when aunt may comes home you and peter are always just passed out on the couch

many photos are taken

oh and you two definitely go blanket shopping together lol

like who knew that was a thing??

“y/n, feel this blanket, it’s so soft.”

“oh my god, it has puppies on it!”

“we have to get it.”

you both have to “try the blanket on” to see how it fits with both of you in it

laying your heads in each other’s lap when they’re doing homework

a big no-no when it comes to cuddling with peter is turning on the fucking lights

if someone turns on the lights while he’s sleeping, he gets so pouty

he prefers to be woken up by your kisses

or not at all, like damn just let him sleep

and y’all will literally pretend to be asleep and take cute pictures cuz you want to be famous on social media for being one of those couples

no joke. gotta be one of those vsco worthy couples

oh sweet baby jesus when you’re about to fall asleep and peter runs his fingers through your hair and massages your head

ummm excuse me that’s just too damn cute

the uwu is so strong you wanna cry

aww man but it’s so sad when you have to go home

you wake him up by kissing his cheeks

“pete, i have to go.”

he holds onto you tighter “what? noooo:(:(”

and when you’re about to walk out the door, he pouts and gets so sad and it almost makes you give in

“why do you have to go?”

“because i have to go home, petey.”

“but whyyyyy?”

“because i live there.”

“ughhhhh just stay here.”

“we have school tomorrow.”

*pouts* “don’t go, babe.”

peter likes to hold your hand while you sleep

he’s is way of making sure you’re still next to him

laying on each other and talking about your days

also a half-awake peter is by far the most entertaining peter

you swear he only has like 4 brain cells

he’s so affectionate and cute, but he also doesn’t know what the hell he’s saying

like the first time he told you that he loved you

totally on accident lol

he probably thought he was dreaming honestly

but it’s all good cuz you kinda love him too;);)

peter is an angel and must be cuddled at all costs

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[rainy--dayys]

I never loved you - Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt: You and Peter have been dating for a while now and everything’s going great, or so you thought.

Words: 1089

Warning: Angst with fluffy memories, not at all proof read, Mysterio never reveal Peter’s identity because we live in a little place called denial.

A/N: I have written something very similar to this a long long time ago and don’t think I did it justice, hopefully this makes up for it! I have a part 2 in mind but don’t wanna post it if this part sucks hahah so let me know!

“I-I can’t do this anymore (Y/N).” he bursts out, breaking the silence and effectively also my heart because nothing good ever follows those five unforgiving words. “Can’t do what Petey?”

Peter and I had been sat atop my apartment complex building, myself reading and Peter in his Spidey suit after a long night of patrol. We had been sat in silence for the last half-an-hour, myself wrapped in a blanked and reading my favourite novel and then there’s Peter who could not sit any further away from me, awkwardly playing with his mask as if searching for the right words to say. I figured he didn’t curl into me like normal because he was kinda dirty after patrolling but I’m starting to think otherwise.

There’s an unnerving pause which causes my already relentlessly beating heart to kick it up to alarming levels. I’m looking Peter directly in the eyes and he is doing everything in his power to avoid mine.

“This okay, I just” a loud, audible sigh can be heard over the bustle of the city bellow, “I never wanted to hurt you and I-I never meant to drag you into my mess and take it this far.”

One of the things I love about my Peter is that when he’s nervous he takes his calloused fingers and runs them through his gorgeous locks. Not loving that trait so much at the moment as he tugs at his hair in frustration.

“Take what too far Peter? You’re starting to scare me.” I don’t get what’s happening. One minute we’re enjoying a beautiful vacation, minus all the disaster and backstabbing, and the next he’s breaking up with me.

Not my Peter.

He wouldn’t do that, would he?

I turned my body to fully face him, watching as he stood up and then paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair and looking as though he’s having an inner war with himself.

“I never loved you okay?” he blurted out, eyes wide and almost shocked that he even said it out loud, “I never loved you”.

There it is, the imminent heartbreak. White noise rings in my ears as those words run over and over in my head, I never loved you I never loved you I never loved you. Tears breakthrough the ducts and torrent their way down my cheeks and onto the book in front of me.

The only thing I can think of is that this is some form of sick joke, a dream maybe? So, as I watch peter avoid looking in my direction, I pinch myself. I pinch and I pinch until I’m pretty certain I’ve drawn blood but I couldn’t care less if it means waking up from this awful nightmare.

“Stop playing around Petey, it isn’t funny.” The ideas of a dream fading away as reality sinks in.

“I’m not (Y/N), I really wish I was but-“

“I just don’t understand. Was it something I did? Something I said?” His head snaps up at my words as he stops pacing, brown eyes meeting my own for the first time, instead of love and admiration in those beautiful orbs, frustration and annoyance poured into my soul. I hadn’t realised but my feet had carried me towards him, now just meters apart.

“You don’t get it, do you? Its just you alright! I never wanted to be with you in the first place but, I pitied you. You pining over me and chasing after me like a lost dog, you looked stupid and I felt bad for you!”

I stumbled backwards, his words like knives in my heart, piercing it repeatedly. The original phrase that was once coursing through my thoughts is now replaced with every happy memory of Peter and I, labouring my breathing a clogging my thoughts.

Peter and I at the park, pushing each other on the swings. Peter and I at the zoo, cuddling koalas and petting kangaroos. Peter and I doing homework, giggling at poorly-timed jokes and falling asleep tangled in books.

All these memories are now tainted. Tainted by the thought that while we were at the park, Peter was faking his obnoxiously loud laugh to fool me. Tainted by the idea that when we were at the zoo, Peter wanted nothing more than to be anywhere but with me. Tainted by the knowledge that those countless study dates meant absolutely nothing to him.

Oh god, I can’t do this. I can’t breathe, this is all happening to fast.

“That’s not-I don’t-“

“Christ (Y/N) just stop trying to make sense of it and realise that I never cared about you.” He yelled angrily, clearly wanting me to get the hint and get this over with.

“I was lonely after Liz left and that’s it.”

“That’s it? Its over between us just like that?” I am now furious. How dare he try and shrug this whole situation off.

“You expect me to believe that my goofy, clumsy, lovable boyfriend who writes me adorable little notes in fourth period and recites cheesy pick up lines has never loved me?” Tears are now streaming down my face at a rapid pace and I don’t even try to hide it. He did this so he can look at the pain he’s caused me.

Silence. His mouth catching flies and eyes wide, shocked at my sudden turn in attitude.

“You’re telling me that our entire relationship is based on lies?” I am certain that the whole of Queens can hear this argument. The yelling, the pacing, the fact that Peter is literally dressed in a red and blue suit.

“Get it through you’re head (Y/N), I don’t love you and I never did. Don’t try and reach me, you aren’t worth my time.” Peter murmured the last part, barely audible but I heard it. Even the loud New York streets couldn’t mask the bitterness in his tone. With that, Peter put on his mask and swung away. I watched as his figure disappeared into the New York skyline.

I waited until he was definitely out of ear shot and completely broke down. Dropping to my knees and letting out an ear piecing cry, anguish and despair laced within it.

I stayed like that for what felt like hours, lying on the roof top and waiting to wake up from this nightmare I’m certainly living, pinching myself every so often as tears pool underneath me, Peters taxing words playing on repeat.

I never loved you I never loved you I never loved you.

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A/N: Let me know what you think so I can make a part 2! :))

[angelic-holland]

We’ve Got Chemistry // th x fem!reader

Summary: from the prompt sent to @thirsttrapholland “Frat!Tom has to go into a sex shop on a dare and pick up whatever girl he can find and show her a good time. Well turns out the cute shy girl from his chem class is there “browsing” and he decides to be a true gentleman and give her a hand. ((**bonus points if he tries helping her pick out the right sex toys)) 

Warnings: Sex shop, use of vibrators, Frat!Tom but oh he’s actually soft whoops, smut

Word Count: 4.1k

As frats do on Friday nights, Tom and a bunch of the guys were having a party, it was getting into the early Saturday hours and by now most everyone has retreated to their rooms. Some were sitting in a circle, passing a handle of vodka around and playing, truth dare or drink. Just another stupid way for them to get even more hammered. 

“So I just need to pick up any girl there?” Tom smirks, taking another sip of his beer.

“Yeah, any girl at the sex shop, bring her home with you, hook up, that’s the dare,” Harrison nods, passing the handle of vodka to the next boy in the circle.

“What about your gran?” Tom smirks.

Harrison nearly spits out his drink, “fuck off Tom.”

“Well I’m just asking, any girl, and you want me to bring her home. Should I bring your gran back here or to her place? Maybe she’ll back me those sweet chocolate chip cookies after we-,”

Harrison turns bright red as he smacks Tom upside the head.

Tom chuckles and concedes, raising his hands in defense, “Okay, any girl but Harrison’s gran. Any other requests boys? Specific shop?”

“Dealer’s choice.”

“Alright, you just made this boring ass game of truth or dare interesting Harrison.”

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