Worth Saving

Description: Peter comes home one night tired and broken by the world he's trying to save. You take care of him.

(Tags: Peter Parker x Reader, gn!reader, no use of y/n, hurt/comfort, idk he deserves to be loved okay) -- w/c: 1.6K

A/N: OKAY this is a tad different from my usual work!! no smut lol but I really just wanted some good ol' hurt/comfort, and PETER DESERVES IT OKAY

Peter doesn’t knock on your window when he arrives. You see him as he swings up, face still masked, and lands on your windowsill.

He doesn’t tap, not like he usually does. You watch as his chest heaves, and he simply leans, pressing himself against the cold of the glass, unmoving.

“Peter?” You say, rushing forward to unlock and open the window. Peter doesn’t move, slumped against the frame. He breathes quietly, silent. He doesn’t look injured; there are no cuts on his suit, he’s not clutching onto anything that hurts. He just looks tired. Overwhelmingly tired.

Though you’ve seen it before, this quiet, exhausted side of Peter, it still concerns you, scares you a little bit, and you can’t help how your hands shake as you take his gloved hand. “Come inside, baby. We’ve got to get you cleaned up, okay?”

pairing: bf!peter x reader

synopsis: peter likes having you close to him. all the time

wc: 630 ish

there’s an ache settling in your right side that wakes you up from your sweet slumber. your head lays atop peter’s soft chest, his steady heartbeat against your ears. it was what lulled you to sleep in the first place. but with peter’s body practically being your own personal heater, the warm air filling the room, and the prominent soreness resting on your side, you began to feel uncomfortable.

“pete,” you whisper.

peter is entirely unfazed. his hold on you is strong. his face is towards you, mouth slightly ajar, letting out the softest of snores and drool out the corner of his mouth. although you love your cuddles with peter, you think he could actually suffocate you in your sleep. the boy loved to sleep, especially on top of you.

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(Across the Spider-Verse spoiler)

Worth Saving

Description: Peter comes home one night tired and broken by the world he's trying to save. You take care of him.

(Tags: Peter Parker x Reader, gn!reader, no use of y/n, hurt/comfort, idk he deserves to be loved okay) -- w/c: 1.6K

A/N: OKAY this is a tad different from my usual work!! no smut lol but I really just wanted some good ol' hurt/comfort, and PETER DESERVES IT OKAY

Peter doesn’t knock on your window when he arrives. You see him as he swings up, face still masked, and lands on your windowsill.

He doesn’t tap, not like he usually does. You watch as his chest heaves, and he simply leans, pressing himself against the cold of the glass, unmoving.

“Peter?” You say, rushing forward to unlock and open the window. Peter doesn’t move, slumped against the frame. He breathes quietly, silent. He doesn’t look injured; there are no cuts on his suit, he’s not clutching onto anything that hurts. He just looks tired. Overwhelmingly tired.

Though you’ve seen it before, this quiet, exhausted side of Peter, it still concerns you, scares you a little bit, and you can’t help how your hands shake as you take his gloved hand. “Come inside, baby. We’ve got to get you cleaned up, okay?”

PAIRING: tasm!peter parker x fem reader

WORD COUNT: 4,8k

CONTENTS: post tasm 2, fwb sort of dynamic, talks of death and mentions of gwen (rip), allusions to sex and some kissing but no actual nsfw business, a lot of angst with a happy ending for a change?

A/N: I can’t even begin to explain how much I love this man and how much I’ve loved him for years, I’m so happy to finally be writing for him!!!! NWH destroyed me, so here’s a little piece of that brokenness, from my heart to yours xx

Summary: In which after a long night, you and Peter find comfort in each other.

Warnings: unprotected sex, praise, oral sex (f receiving), language, fingering, dirty talk, if you think butterfly hair clips are a new trend, you're too young to read this

It was a soft sound, always was. He always tried to be as quiet as possible when he opened the window, in case you were asleep. 

Not that you ever were. 

Truth was, you couldn’t fall asleep. Your eyes may close for a bit, drift off, but then you’d turn and feel how empty his side of the bed was, alerting you that Peter still wasn’t home yet. 

The creak of your shared apartment window opening was your favorite sound. 

It meant he had made it back to you. 

twister | tasm!peter

summary: you and peter play twister. you end up making out.

word count: 1168

warnings: fluff, tension, making out, can be established or not :)

note: its three am okay, im bored, and i wanted to write so bad. so here we are. blame my boredom for this. enjoy <33

how do people get over things i have never gotten over anything in my entire life

they should invent friends for people in their twenties

every girl should be allowed to lie on the floor for 16 hours a day to cope with the agonies

Stupid

“Evans.” 

Lily kept walking, hoping she was far enough down the corridor that he’d assume she couldn’t hear him. 

“Oi, Evans!” 

Her pace increased, she was almost to the corner. Once there, she could duck into a bathroom and hide until the coast was clear. 

“Lily, I know you can hear me. Wait up.” 

Lily sighed as she came to a halt. Used the precious few seconds she had until he was upon her to wave her wand several times, feeling magic spread over her features, soothing her skin.

James was already stopped in front of her when she turned around, less than a foot away. “Finally, Evans. Where’s the fire?” 

“In the dungeons,” She did her best to smirk. Judging by the frown on James’ face, it wasn’t a great effort. “What are you doing? You’re not on rounds tonight.” 

She would know, given she was on duty.

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SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE (2018) dir. Peter Ramsey, Robert Persichetti Jr., Rodney Rothman

I’ll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror; ANTI-HERO (2022) by Taylor Swift

To Be Lying Awake, and Be Here Talking to You

How about a little canon on-shot? I was in the mood to write some hinny feels and after the war sounded like the perfect setting. I hope you all enjoy it :)

Also Read on: FF.net or AO3

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Harry shut his eyes, hoping to block out the revolving door of dark thoughts and memories invading his mind. Screams of pain. The sound of shattering glass. Fire crackling. 

A shiver ran through Harry as he squeezed his eyes tighter, wishing he could disappear the bright lights flashing behind his eyelids. Red, white, yellow. The bright green of Voldemort’s curse, aimed straight at his chest. A wicked green beam heading straight towards… 

His eyes shot open as his body tried to curl into itself. It was over. The battle had been won. The remaining death eaters were being hunted down. Voldemort was dead. Bellatrix was dead. Yet even after three nights being back at the Burrow, Harry couldn’t stop thinking about it all.

The nightmares would wake him up in a cold sweat, making him jump out of the old camp bed. Returning to sleep was impossible so he’d leave Ron’s room (leaving Hermione and Ron curled up on Ron’s small mattress). This had happened every night. Every night he’d head down to pace around the Burrow’s garden until exhaustion made him head into the sitting room where he could collapse onto the beaten sofa until Arthur came down to head to work. 

It was easy to pretend as he’d just gotten up early and had just been waiting for others to wake up. Everyone else was so distracted by their own thoughts that they never questioned him. That’s where he was tonight. Waiting for someone to wake up. It was three in the morning and he figured Arthur would be up in a few hours. Not so bad… or at least it wouldn’t be if his nightmare didn’t keep coming back to the front of his mind. 

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@writersstareoutwindows thanks so much!! I hope you like it :)

she had a goal to discover all of his little secrets.

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James: Can I kiss you? Lily: I like to do this in a more private place, not here… James: Oh if only I had a map to take you to all secluded places of this old castle… Lily: It would make me so impressed… that I would kiss you right now… James: I’m not a genius, unfortunately… Lily: and will probably snog me in a broom closet, which is so original.

you know who would serve absolute cunt at the met gala? megamind.

too close [ 18+ ]

MARC SPECTOR X FEM READER

After arriving in Cairo to hunt down Harrow, you and Marc find yourself forced to share a too-hot one-bed hotel room.

MDNI. 18+ FOR EXPLICIT CONTENT!