just change it when you reblog

my intention with transcribing that exchange from rose buddies was just to let people know that hey! griffin doesn’t really like it when you call pictures of him as a kid are “cursed.” i’ve probably said stuff like that once or twice in the past unthinkingly! but now, knowing he isn’t cool with it, i’m gonna stop. i advise you do too in order to respect griffin’s boundaries! you aren’t a bad person if you said “cursed image” in the tags of a post once or twice - what matters is that you change now that you know better.

but as a general word of advice, since i think this is a good time - don’t reblog photos of real people (especially internet personalities) if you don’t know where they came from. it’s fine to reblog pictures of the mcelroys as kids if the mcelroys actually consented to publishing them. for example, the photo of them with dave chapelle, or the pictures of travis and griffin that mary smirl posted for maxfundrive - those are meant to be seen.

but if you don’t see a PUBLIC instagram, twitter, or facebook source? if you can’t tell if something is MEANT to be shared? don’t reblog them. because sure, that blurry photo of a teenage nick robinson is a bit goofy and “relatable,” but are you seeing it because someone rifled through his second aunt’s private facebook?

it’s alright to be fans of real people. just remember: don’t be cruel, don’t be creepy, don’t be invasive. above all else, respect their boundaries, privacy, and feelings. they’re just regular people who say funny stuff for a living. their whole LIVES don’t exist for our consumption. we’re fortunate that they feel comfortable sharing what they do. don’t abuse that trust.

advice to white artist: when making characters of color (especially black and brown characters) don’t just;;; draw a white person and then change the skin tone. believe it or not its quite obvious to tell when you still had a white character in mind (still has the small lips, triangle nose, etc) and only made them black or brown in a half ass attempt to be diverse

actually look at features people of color have and study them please

  •    I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.  
  •   You weren’t wanted!  
  •   Oh dear, what an awkward situation.  
  •   And you’re not offended?  
  •   Just do your best.  
  •   True love conquers all.  
  •   I’m sure it’ll work out somehow.  
  •   … Shh, shh, shh! Even walls have ears.  
  •   You know, sometimes I don’t think _______ really very happy.  
  •   Are you sure you searched everywhere?  
  •   Oh, (they’re/you’re) hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil.   
  •   But, I never baked a fancy cake.  
  •   All you do is follow the book…  
  •   You can be the dummy.  
  •   I can’t breathe!  
  •   We all knew this day had to come.  
  •   Well, he’s tall and handsome and … and so romantic.  
  •   Yes, it’s only in my dreams.   
  •   But they say if you dream a thing more than once, It’s sure to come true.   
  •   You know, there was something strange about ______. Too beautiful to be real.  
  •    I’m awfully sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you.  
  •   But don’t you remember? We’ve met before!  
  •   But when will I see you again?  
  •   We can’t take any chances!   
  •   Look what you’ve done!  
  •   This is the happiest day of my life.  
  •   _______ in love? This is terrible?  
  •   You’ve met some stranger?  
  •   And ______ thought ______ would be so happy.  
  •   The past, all in the past. Tonight, we toast to the future!  
  •   Let me fill up your glass, that glass was all foam!  
  •   You unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!  
  •   I warn you, this means war!  
  •   Hurry, hurry, and change in something suitable!  
  •   You can’t do this to me! Give up everything, for some, some nobody?  
  •   I command you to come to your senses.  
  •   I’ll marry the _____ I love.  
  •   Now, that’s not for ______ to decide.  
  •   Don’t touch anything!  
  •   There’s something important I have to tell you.  
  •   They’ll be heartbroken when they find out.  
  •   Oh come now. Why so melancholy?  
  •   Yes, you … said that. A moment ago.  
  •   I just love happy endings!  
the story of how isak discovers that even has a teddy bear

“Is that a teddy bear?”

Even jumps. He had thought he was being so subtle, smuggling Nas (his, yes, teddy bear) into the cardboard box in the middle of the room while Isak was in the bathroom.

“No,” he says quickly, using one of the shirts in the box to hide Nas under and turning back to Isak in the doorway with what he hopes is an innocent expression.

Isak walks towards him slowly, a grin spreading across his face. “Yes, it is, Even. You can’t lie to me, I’m the master liar.”

“You’re not the master liar. And I’m not lying.”

Isak reaches under the shirt in the box and pulls out Nas by one of his legs (which, by the way, is very insensitive to the little bear) and holds him out towards Even with an amused expression.

Even grabs him from Isak, and holds him more gently. “Be careful with Nas!”

Isak’s mouth drops open in a silent laugh. “you called your teddy bear Nas?”

Even folds his arms, slyly hiding Nas from Isak’s view. “No. I don’t have a teddy bear.”

Isak raises his eyebrows, still giggling sliightly. “I can’t believe we’re moving in together, and I didn’t even know you have a teddy bear.”

“I don’t have a teddy bear? This isn’t a teddy bear, Isak.”

“What is it then?”

“The world’s best rapper,” Obviously. Isak should know this. And then - “Formerly known as Snuggles,” he mumbles, looking down.

Even looks at Isak, who seems to be combusting from trying so hard not to fall over laughing.

“Stop laughing at me,” Even pouts, trying his best to be mad at Isak (but how can he, when Isak is so cute?)

Isak coughs and tries to keep a straight face. “Why did you-” he coughs again “-why did you change it’s name?”

Even quickly places Nas back into the box and turns around. “We’ve got work to do, Isak. No time to talk!”

He busies himself with emptying his desk instead of looking at Isak, who comes to stand behind him, wrapping his arms around Even’s stomach and resting his head on Even’s shoulder.

“I love you,” Isak says, and Even can hear the smile in his voice, “and you don’t have to be embarrassed. I think it’s cute.”

“I’m not cute. I’m 194cm of manly and incredible.”

“You’re cute,” Isak insists. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you can’t tell me you changed your teddy bear’s name from Snuggles to Nas and not tell me why.”

Even doesn’t speak. He knows Isak will persuade him to talk eventually, but for now he focusses on sorting through the old drawings on his desk.

“Tell me,” Isak whines, squeezing Even tighter, and then whispering, “I’ll give you a blowjob.”

“You’ll give me one anyway,” Even replies, because if there’s one thing he’s certain of it’s that.

Isak huffs. “Eviiiiiiii.”

Even rolls his eyes, despite the fact that Isak won’t be able to see it. “So, I was twelve years old.”

“Go on.”

“I’ve had Nas since I was three,” he pauses to snort, “He’s almost as old as you.”

“Shut up and tell me why you changed his name.”

“Demanding, much?”

“I’m glad we have a couch in the new place, because you’re sleeping on it.”

Even rolls his eyes again, and then says “I changed his name because I didn’t want my first girlfriend to judge me.”

After about five seconds of silence, Even feels Isak’s entire body start to shake with laughter. “When you were twelve?”

Even sighs loudly. “Yes, Isak, when I was twelve.”

“That’s awesome. Now I’m just imagining twelve-year-old you, thinking you were all that because your teddy bear was called Nas and not Snuggles.”

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

being an antizionist jew and discussing it on this website is so fucking annoying lmfao bc on the one hand we have zionist jews screaming about how our “internalized antisemitism” etc and on the other and we have non-palestinian goyim who shut us out of any conversation the second we try to shed some light on WHY so many jews (in the west especially) are zionists so that we can perhaps approach them and get underneath all the brainwashing they likely grew up with, and gain their support for our cause

like golly gee i, a jew, sure do love getting shut out of conversations about jewish nationalism by goyim who have no stock in the issue whatsoever other than earning their Good Tumblr Leftist points so they can yell about how antisemitism doesn’t matter because #FREEPALESTINE and really have no clue what the hell they’re even talking about

it’s not hard to tell when someone considers themself an antizionist because they’re truly against nationalism and settler colonialism and are for the liberation of palestinians, and when they’re actually just antisemites or following what they think they should because tumblr says so…this issue is so complex and i’m tired of seeing people discuss it in such a reductive way lol 

when antizionist jews try to explain the reasons why there are so many zionist jews (mostly, brainwashing and antisemitism) LISTEN TO US!!!! tackling these issues is the first step to making an actual change. otherwise your “activism” is performative and helps absolutely nobody.

Learning to love urself phandom meetup

Hey pals! I’m trying to spread and learn self love myself! This meet-up is all about loving and appreciating each other flaws and all! 

What you can participate with are:




-any talents 

-just anything you love or want to love about yourself 

-reblogging other ppls post

 Rules are: 

-simply b nice 


This Tuesday at 1:00 pm wct. 

If anyone else has a meet up at this time let me know! I’ll change the date! The tag will be #self love phandom meet-up

What Do We Find Attractive?

Reblog this post if you find the ladies of long ago to still be beautiful in our modern 21st century!

In our era where thigh-high splits in skirts and navel-length necklines in dresses dominate the couture of what seems like nearly every female celebrity—not to mention many instances of very heavy makeup—one often has to wonder how our standards of the beauty ideal have changed. A century and more ago, Charles Dana Gibson developed what was considered for that era, the Ideal Woman. She had a sweet and wholesome look, and one of her biggest extravagancies was her pompadour hairdo, commonly referred to afterward as the “Gibson Girl” look.

A woman—if she wanted to retain the title of a true lady—would be dressed most respectably always, and if she dared to show her ankles among the company of men, oh, she was a hussy! When we realize what was considered proper in terms of dress in the Edwardian era (and what could really be inexplicably daring!), one often has to wonder how some vintage photos we look at now seemed in their heyday. By looking at this image below, the question that comes to mind is, Was Camille Clifford considered to appear “loose”? Although her gown was generous in length, the cut of her neckline seems to me to be a bit of an eyebrow-raiser in its day.

If Miss Clifford lived now and appeared on the red carpet, would she even be noticed for this? I’d say not at all! She would look exceptionally modest and would instead likely earn either high accolades of being most stylish (as I would tell her!) or be censured for being old-fashioned! It really is incredible how fashions change.
   When we are bombarded with more and more bold fashions and daring hair colors, one has to wonder if the glamour of long ago can last today.
   If you find such luminaries as Camille Clifford and Evelyn Nesbit (to name just a few; I’ve picture more well-known faces below), let me know by reblogging this post!

~ The Modern Edwardian

Above > Zena Dare

Above > Florence Evelyn Nesbit

Above > Ethel Barrymore

Let’s make this happen.

Hey everyone!

I have been making some major decisions for this meetup so those of you who really want to help now is the time to spread this around more than anything.

If you’re out of the loop right now, click here for the original post when Ethan reblogged me and that I wanted an idea for us to hold a meetup on here in celebration of 300k subscribers.

Alright so first off, I want to announce the official tag that we are going to use!

I posted the idea and it got a good response, so this is it! Without further chitchat the tag is… *drumroll* 

#wearethecrankycrew! :)

I thought it gave this more of a theme because not only is this a celebration for Ethan but for all of us here together. To show that we are a youtube community of amazing people spreading kindness and just having fun being a part of it all no matter how much you think that you don’t matter. Whether you’re been around for a few years or only a few weeks.

So if this meetup can be a way to do just that then all of this will be worth the effort.

But it’s only going to become a possibility with your help. I know that nobody knows my blog at all, yet alone follow me. That is why I need this very post to be spread around.

It may not get as many notes but as long as I know enough people are on board with this then that will be all I need so this can soon be underway.

Also, I hate to be harsh here but likes will not help. If you are interested in this event and want to stay tuned for what I got planned, hit reblog. 

Tell a friend who is part of the community. Think of posts you want to create as this milestone comes closer. Make fan art. Whatever you want.

This is not only a recap of things but also will potentially be the last post I make before the “okay” for when this meetup starts.

It will very likely be on Friday through Sunday starting at 1 pm EST, which is an hour after he uploads a video.

So, now that I got this out of the way, let’s really make this happen. I know it might feel like there is limited time for this but we got the entire weekend to celebrate.

A NOTE ON THIS THOUGH: If Ethan does not hit the milestone during any time through Sunday, the final day, then we will still celebrate nonetheless. It could go on for an extra day in that case though. I’ll keep a note one that but I won’t worry too much about this outcome.

–>TL;DR: -Crankgameplays 300k community meetup is underway.

-Official tag is #wearethecrankycrew (do NOT use this tag until I say so.)

-Starts from Friday the 10th until Sunday on the 12th at 1 pm EST or 10am PST, and so on. (this MIGHT be subject to change.)

-REBLOG this post to spread the word so people know and can prepare.

-Events will be announced once it starts. Keep an eye out for when I put things like this out in advance for the next few days.

Aaaand finally that’s about it! Questions are open just in case as well but hopefully you guys are now all good on info.
So let’s join together and have some fun, it’s going to be great.

Dangerous Woman Master List

Bucky x Reader

Summary: You’ve caught the eye of Tony Stark to become the head lawyer for the Avengers. You never expected your life to change but fate has a funny way of turning everything upside down.  (In progress)

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Header is made by @imgettingmarriedtobuckybarnes. Thank you so much love and to everyone that has commented, likes, reblogged, and given so much praise. You all are amazing. When I first started writing fics it was just to start writing and getting out there but now you all have changed the game. This story is for you! Thank you!


lou is back at it again with the commishes…………..who woulda thunk it

i apologize profusely if it seems a little pricey but u see… the £ has gone to shit (thanx brexit) so i have to hike up the dollar prices a little so that it means i get payed enough once the $$ is converted if that makes sense. im sorry, i hate it too

anyway. make me draw u things in return for digital money. its a great time

extremely detailed things (machinery, armour, complex outfits/designs etc etc) will probably require like an extra $5 or so but just lemme know in the e-mail and we can chitchat about it. also please bear in mind im really shit at drawing animals. i can try my hardest for u but i cannot promise a good quality horse. IM SORRY

you also get the bonus of seeing my birth name when you pay because fucking paypal wont let me change it to good humble lou. priceless really

thanks! if u cant buy plz reblog!

I’m not trying to tell anyone who to reblog from. It’s just that I have seen people actively not reblog a post from a Louis source because they are a known nasty but as soon as Harry pics come out the game changes. Im just saying if you have the time to check your Louis sources you can also make the time to check your Harry sources. There’s a lot of nasty harries out there. I know that. But these are the people boycotting fundraisers and not allowing larries to participate in fic exchanges and we complain when they do things like that but let them post a HQ and all is well. You are inviting these people into our space so when they shit on your doorstep don’t complain.

people can say whatever they want about larries but in the end of the day it wont change how much they deeply adore louis and harry and you can see it from even the simplest things like the tags they put when they reblog from us and i creep and read them like yeah ive seen some cute ones for louis and harry separately (ive been running this blog for almost 3 years now ive read them all lol) but for some reason reading the tags people post for louis and harry are so damn cute and so so so pure i just i literally want to hug every single one of you lol its always in this like adoring almost motherly tone when i read the tags like very proud like, “yes these two grown men are my babies, they are in love hello yes look at them ima reblog them for you guys can see my beautiful babies” anyways this is really random but idk i was reading some tags and i just i love you guys, im so glad louis and harry have such a amazing, loving, support system nomatter what people may say or think or whatever may be going on around them currently it will never change the fact that you guys love them so damn much and all you want is for them to be happy and feel loved and since you cant tell them you have these blogs, tags, etc. showing everyone else how much you love them and thats beautiful.


(AO3 here)

Eric Bittle has only ever called his father “dad" a handful of times, mostly when he was very small; otherwise, he’s always been Coach.

It wasn’t until he was older that Eric noticed that it had created a distance between them, and by then, it felt too late to change.

Growing up, everyone else always referred to his dad as Coach, it’s just what you did in small towns in the South; your title becomes your identity in a lot of ways, and so, Eric joined the cashier at the grocery store, the teller at the bank, even his momma, in calling the man “Coach".

When he tried to please his daddy by joining his football team, it wasn’t hard to keep from slipping up and saying “Yes, daddy,” instead of “Got it, Coach,”which helped him with the other boys marginally, but didn’t keep him safe off the field. Or on it.

When he left the team, with his momma’s full support and a disappointed frown from his father, calling the man Coach helped him feel less like a disappointment. After the double insult of failing at football and showing considerable talent and passion for figure skating, it was a welcome barrier. The whispers and raised eyebrows that made Eric shake and sweat, and kept him up at night anxiously crying into his pillow didn’t hurt as much when it was Coach grumbling about them instead of Daddy.

But somehow, the idea of coming out to Coach? That was terrifying. Eric would give anything to be able to come out to his momma and daddy, but he’s not sure that that’s an option any more.

Having Jack meet his parents after they’re together, after they’ve navigated the difficult landscape of long distance relationship and necessarily, if temporarily, closeted one, is both exhilarating and the scariest thing he’s ever done.

Hearing Coach gush over Jack’s career and how proud his father must be of him is like a slap in the face, and Eric feels something painful clench in his belly.

Then he feels Jack’s leg press against his under the table, a warm, solid, reassuring line, like Jack knew exactly what was spiraling through his head. Jack’s fingers flutter over the back of Eric’s hand, flexed under the guise of reaching for his glass of water, and it settles the ache in Eric’s heart enough that he can smile through the rest of dinner.

Later, he’ll talk to Jack, he’ll start working on the speech he’s written and rewritten a few hundred times since middle school, he’ll maybe try to drop hints to his momma, to get a feel for her reaction. He’ll think about slipping a “dad“ into conversation, see how it feels, if it changes anything between them.

He’ll curl up against Jack and talk about a future, the one they’re hoping for together, where their parents accept them, and they get to go to sleep at night wrapped around each other. Where it won’t matter what he calls his father, because the man will be proud to call him his son.


lockscreens no. 22 - THE 1975 LYRICS FOR A TON OF REQUESTS! Just a few songs for now but I will do a few more after I cover a couple other requests. 5 Lockscreens + 4 Alternate Versions (because I was indecisive, as per usual).

likes and reblogs are always appreciated, thank you!

please don’t repost or redesign. likes + reblogs are appreciated <3
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- kaespo

Songs:Before you start your day-Twenty One Pilots.
Weather-Novo Amor

Imagine-Damon accidentally sees you in your ballgown and his feelings for you grow stronger. He doesn’t want you to wear the dress he’s scared of all the male attention you’ll be getting.

“Please I can’t breathe in this dress can we hurry up?“you managed to choke out to your friend Caroline.

"Well now your going to have to wear it for abit longer, I can adjust it so that you can breathe"Caroline tutted as she searched her bag.

"What are you looking for?"you sighed.

"Scissors and some more thread, i think I left it at my house, don’t move"Caroline instructed.

"Trust me I won’t move, because I physically can’t move!"you exclaimed as she left your house.

"Great what am I supposed to do now"you mumbled.
You heard your front door open and close again.

"Wow that was quick"you nodded impressed with your best friend.
It wasn’t Caroline that appeared at the door, it was Damon.

"You know I’m seriously regretting letting you in, is there anyway that I can block you from coming into my house when you want? Is there a button I can press or something?"you rolled your eyes.

"Nice to see you too y/n, Have you seen Stef-woah y/n what are you wearing"Damon’s eyes widened.

"I know I don’t like it either"you grumbled.

Damon’s mouth fell open, and his eyes wouldn’t leave yours.
"You can’t wear that to the ball"Damon insisted.

"Why can’t I?"you pouted.

He hesitated.
"I hate it that’s why!"he shrugged.

"Oh I’m definitely wearing this dress now"you smirked.
Damon glared at you before disappearing.

3 hours later.
"Wow y/n is that really you?"Bonnie winked.
You grinned in response and pulled your friend into a hug.

The hall had become crowded and you felt a hand on your shoulder.
You spun around and your head fell to the side. A smile plastered on your face.

"Well if it isn’t Mr.Salvatore himself would you like to dance?"you curtsied.
Stefan nodded after bowing in front of you.

"You look so different y/n, a good different"he nodded.

"Why Thankyou, stef-
You didn’t have a chance to finish your sentence because you were being dragged away by the other Salvatore.

"Damon, what in the world are you doing?"you slammed the door behind you.

He stood on the other side of the empty room, running his hands through his hair. He was stressed.

"What is wrong with you, your acting so strange?"you narrowed your eyes at him. Seeing him like this amused you.

"I told you not to wear it"Damon said bluntly.

"And I chose to ignore you big deal, what’s so bad about the dress?"you frowned.

"It’s not the dress it’s you, your too pretty"Damon exclaimed.
A smile made its way onto your face.

"That’s why you didn’t give me a chance to dance with Stefan, I’m too pretty what I’m so baffled?"you asked confused.

"Y/n, you should of seen the look on those guys faces when they saw you"Damon said angrily.

"Wait…Your jealous, your jealous because you like me?"your eyes widened with realization and butterflies filled your stomach.

"No I’m not, I don’t like you"He replied quickly.
"It’s just that your making Elena look bad"Damon added immediately trying to cover his tracks.

Again, you narrowed your eyes at the Vampire.
"Okay then, I’ll change my clothes. After I dance, I’m in the dancing mood"you smirked as you twirled in front of Damon. This caused his heart to go crazy.

You didn’t make it to the door, when you spun around to leave you found that Damon was already standing there.

"Okay I don’t like you, I love you now please just dance here with me?"Damon finally confessed.

You bit your lip and nodded. Taking Damon’s hands into yours.

awesomejustaunicornlove  asked:

When Mani said they were 5 girls it melted my heart.But Ally cut her off before she could continue because they had a surprise. But it looked like mani was saying something that she wasn't supposed to say and Ally cut her off so she couldn't continue.IDK maybe I'm just delusional AF What do you think Dean Munch?

Your delusions are welcome here and probably justifiable. I heard Ally jump in and cut her off too…I’ll be glad when the girls can speak freely about Mila. I feel like Lauren’s reblogs recently, Dinah’s FB header change and now Mani mentioning the 5 of them…its like they’re dropping clues that they still have Mila’s back.😌

per the request of an anon, under the cut i’m going to show you how i make my gifs from scratch and what i do when making gif icons ! i don’t feel like there’s anything that special about the way i do it, but i hope it helps someone ? as always, please like and/or reblog if this is helpful to you ! please note: i used cs5, i assume it is semi-similar to other photoshop versions ! if you have any questions, feel free to ask ! this is my finished product:

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hey!! in honor of me logging into tumblr at school and reaching 2k (WTH I GOT TO 1K TWO WEEKS AGO TYSM GUYS THIS IS SURREAL [even with my lack of original content recently (’: ] ) i’ll be doing blogrates!! (and two other things that i’ll be announcing later teehee)

this wasn’t my original plan actually…but lots of people wanted br’s when i started doing the emoji ask game so…!!!


-must be following me (shameless self promotion)

-must be a studyblr (it’s ok if ur studyblr is a sideblog!)

-reblog this post!!

-send me an ask using the emoji  ✨ to tell me u want a br. tell me about your week, your day, vent, rant, anything!!

-you can send as many as you want! just indicate the number of entries you’ve submitted so far by putting (n) next to the emoji.

for example: after sending in blog rates twice before, you changed some stuff and you want me to look at your blog one last time. you’d put  ✨ (3) in the ask!


url: i don’t get it | cool | nice | cUte | eLITe

icon: okay! | niceeee | wow what | amazinG!! | INgENioUS

desktop theme: not my style | coolio | pretty | uber creative | id steal it but i also like mine

original content: not for me | a for effort!! | keep up the good work | ahhh so pretty   | Aesthetic™️️ | bLEsSfuL

overall : 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10


notice: i will NOT be specifying if i am following you for these anymore because im lowkey-highkey scared of making anyone upset. i will be following and queueing from what i like tho! (-:

this ends march 31!

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Spider Bites || Peter Parker x Reader [[request]]

[[request prompt: Omg how about peter x reader are in a new relationship together and things seem to go well before the reader admits they’re afraid of spiders/don’t like them and peter feels it’s his mission to change that 😂😘]]

”pfft, double updates ain’t gonna bring me down.” I say as I down a whole bottle of green apple wine coolers.

tags: {anonymous}

{{request status: open}}

warnings: heated kissing (kinda, peter just nibbles on reader’s lips) {{and I’m a sucker for teasing lip bites it’s one of my weaknesses wowowowow I love you so much peter parker}} OH! and getting up close and personal with spiders 

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word count: 700+

**don’t plagiarize/repost this story! Reblogs are fine!



You could tell that Peter was judging you when he leans back against his chair to look back at you, “Babe, are you kidding me? You’re literally dating the guy who moonlights as a superhero named Spider-Man. How can you possibly still be scared of spiders?”

”Yeah, but you’re actually hot and I don’t mind kissing your cute face. Spiders, on the other hand, are nothing but eight-legged creepy crawlers that are out to get me!” You keep your eyes honed in on the little devil as it crawled across Peter’s bedpost.

Peter sighs, slamming his calculus textbook shut. He honestly thought that you were overreacting when he stands beside his bed, seeing the spider chilling against the metal post. “Hey there, friend. Did you want to get close to [Name] because of how adorable she is?”

”PETER DON’T YOU DARE…!!!” A smile of pure delight appears on his face when he keeps the spider safely tucked into the left palm of his hand. Peter climbs on to his bed, and just when you were about to get off of it, your boyfriend reaches out to grab you.

You try to get away from him, but Peter’s grip on you was so strong that it was nearly impossible for you to escape. He whispers sweet words within your ears, trying to calm you when he settles himself against the wall with you between his legs. “There’s no need to be afraid of this little guy, he’s not gonna hurt you.”

You pout and sit with your arms crossed, your back roughly hitting his chest, “What if it’s poisonous?”

You hear your boyfriend snort, “It’s not poisonous, [Name].”

You wait with bated breath when Peter holds out his left hand to you, seeing that the spider remained still on the palm of his hand, “You see? This dude is a cool little dude, and he would never hurt me or you.”

Peter’s voice continued to coo softly at the spider, and you were honestly entranced by how the little creature seemed to understand each and every word the boy had said. The young webslinger told his little spider buddy to stay on his hand and not come closer to you before he slowly brings his left hand toward you, “See, look at the little guy, he doesn’t want to hurt you. He loves you.”

”That devil does not love anything!” You stiffen, grabbing on to the front of Peter’s shirt when you saw the spider move around against the palm of his hand. “What if it bites me?”

Peter openly laughs at your question, leaning down to whisper against your ear, “As if I would let him bite you. I’m the only spider that’s allowed to bite you.” You begin to tremble against him, feeling the anticipation coursing through your veins when he settles you down against his mattress. Peter tells his spider friend to hang out somewhere else, allowing the critter to crawl up the wall before returning his attention back to you.

You automatically wrap your arms around his neck when Peter kisses you, allowing him to deepen the kiss. He smiles against your lips and gently nibbles at the bottom of them. The tickling sensation against your lips makes you giggle, causing Peter to pull away and cheekily grin down at you, “You were afraid of that spider biting you, but you don’t seem to mind it when I bite you. What’s up with that?”

You groan and tug at the collar of his sweater, wanting him to kiss you again when you admit, “That’s because I love you, spiderboy, now shut up and kiss me again.”


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