peter normal

the silliest thing about people who say that the trans peter parker headcanon is unrealistic is that they’re talking about a boy who: was bitten by a radioactive spider, got super powers from the spider bite rather than fucking dying, dresses in a red and blue spandex bodysuit, and then he uses his newfound powers to fight an old man that dresses up like a vulture

but somehow the concept of him being trans is the unrealistic thing there??? okay

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@scruffyxlookin

  • harry: this is my dad and this is my mum.
  • harry: this is my dad's other wife, whom i also call uncle padfoot.
  • harry: this is my dad's other wife's husband, uncle moony.
  • harry: and this is uncle wormtail, uncle padfoot says that he is adopted.
  • (you all know which post this is based upon. but i can't find the link. so yeah.)
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Voice Types according to TV Tropes:

Mezzo-sopranos, being in the most common vocal register for women, come in a wide variety of types. They can be a wide range of ages, although female characters over fifty tend to be altos more often than mezzos. The majority of mezzo singing, especially nowadays, is belting and as such mezzos are especially common in pop- or rock-oriented musicals. Just as the leads in most operas are sopranos, the secondary female characters - commonly referred to as “witches, bitches and britches (cross-dressing roles)” - are generally mezzos; this is not uncommon in modern musicals, where frequently the soprano will be the main love interest and the mezzo her best friend or rival. Also referred to in many productions as a “belt” voice, for someone who can strongly sing passages in the middle and high register in her chest voice (rather than the soprano’s lighter head voice).

{ part one - part two - part three }


[soprano] [contralto] [tenor] [baritone] [bass]

All Our Secrets Laid Bare (Part One)

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Prompt: The reader’s nosy (and quite rude) relatives are coming over for an unexpected family dinner. Long story short, they expect the reader to have a boyfriend, which the reader most definitely does not have. Luckily, they do have a best friend by the name of Peter Parker. One small favor wouldn’t be too much to ask, right?

Warnings: Some angst towards the end.

Word Count: 3,524

A/N: The reader doesn’t know Peter is Spider-Man in this imagine.
Also, I’m sorry if there are any grammatical errors. My usual beta reader wasn’t available and I really wanted to get this imagine posted.
Enjoy!

Part Two / Part Three

Originally posted by hardyness

“You’re my boyfriend now.”

“I-I’m sorry, what?” Peter stammered back through the phone.

This was not how you planned this day to go.

“It’s a long story. Nosy relatives coming over for dinner, may have lied and said I had a boyfriend just to get them to shut up, don’t actually have a boyfriend, typical family stuff, you know?” you tried to explain.

There was a slight pause as Peter digested all of the information you just threw at him.

“Okay, so basically, you broke under pressure and lied about have a boyfriend, and now you need me to be your boyfriend to protect you from your nosy relatives?” repeated Peter.

You rolled your eyes, perfectly aware that Peter couldn’t see them through the phone call, but positive that he felt the frustration anyway, “I didn’t break under pressure, I just… improvised.”

“Oh yeah, totally,” said Peter, voice dripping with playful sarcasm. “So do you need me to be your boyfriend or not?”

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Unbearable || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request:  Could you write an imagine where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and is dating Peter Parker and something happens between them, either like assuming the other one cheated and idk one or the other is hurt and idk i wonder what the situation would end up being like? Thank you!

Word Count: 1752 words

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

(i think I’ve used this gif before but there aren’t many left)

For a couple of weeks now, Y/N has noticed how her boyfriend, Peter, has been getting closer and closer to her best friend Liz. He used to always eat lunch with Y/N and sit next to her in classes. Now, he’s doing that with the perfect Liz Allen. Sometimes, the young girl thought that Peter was dating her for her last name. Stark. Y/N wasn’t jealous of her friend, just envious of the attention she was getting from Peter. Y/N wanted to get closer to her boyfriend again, and she didn’t know what to do.

One day when she went over to Peter’s house, he was being awfully distant. Y/N knew about his alter ego Spider-Man because his relationship with her dad. She knew that was part of the reason why he was bailing on dates but, he would always try to make time with Y/N at least three times a week. That all changed the day he started hanging out with Liz more. The couple only hang out once a week now. So, while she sat on his bed, all she could think about was how he was most likely cheating on her.

“Peter?” She asked quietly. He was on his phone, by his desk, barely paying attention to the girl who was breaking inside. “Hm?” He muttered, smiling at his phone. He tapped the screen lightly to, what Y/N could gather, text someone back.

“Who are you texting?” She asked softly again, looking down at her legs hanging off the edge of the bed. Peter stuttered, “It’s n-no one.” He put his phone down to give his girlfriend his full undivided attention.

“We need to talk Peter.” She forced out, looking him in the eye. “Isn’t that what we’re doing now?” He chuckled at his own statement.

“I mean about us Peter!” Y/N said, angrier than before. This surprised Peter. She was never normally…. angry. Y/N exhaled, trying to keep her cool.

“W-What about us?” He stuttered, “I thought we were doing fine.”

“You’ve been ditching me Peter but, not to protect the city. To hang out with my best friend. And don’t try to deny it cause I see pictures of you guys on her Snapchat all the time.” She sniffled. Peter sighed, “Y/N,” he said shaking his head slightly, standing up to go sit next to her. Before he could complete his statement, she interrupted, “Are you cheating on me with Liz?” She asked.

He shook his head yet again, grabbing her face with both of his hands, turning her towards his. “No, it’s…..it’s not like that.” Y/N got out of his grasp by standing up. Tears started to escape her eyes.  

“Then what’s it like Peter?” She demanded, crossing his arms. Peter sat there on his bed, trying to think of an answer. “It’s just,” he couldn’t continue. He didn’t know what to say.

“It’s just what?” Y/N questioned, getting loud again. Peter looked at his hands.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Y/N.” He couldn’t tell her his plan. Not yet. She’ll forgive me though, he thought. She scoffed, uncrossing her arms to grab her stuff. Before she left his bedroom, she turned to look at him. “You know what Peter,” she scoffed, “Liz is all your’s now.” she spat, slamming his bedroom door.

Y/N scurried towards the front door of the apartment. May was sitting on the couch, watching the girl leave. She smiled sadly, “Bye May,” she opened the door but stopped at the sound of his voice. “Y/N,” He said from across the room with a sad look on his face. “Goodbye, Peter.” She slammed the door not looking back.

School the next day was awful for both Peter and Y/N. Peter had no girlfriend to constantly boast about and Y/N had no one to kiss or greet by her locker in the morning. At lunch, Y/N sat with Liz, not saying anything to her with her friends not speaking as well. Liz broke the silence, “I heard you and Peter broke up.“She said sympathetically. Y/N scoffed, “Let me guess, he told you? Did he tell you why?” Liz nodded her head, “He isn’t cheating on you Y/N.” She said looking at the girl honestly.

“Well obviously he isn’t cause we aren’t together, which means he can date anyone he wants. Including you.” Y/N said, grabbing her lunch and moving to sit somewhere away from Liz, and away from Peter. He saw Y/N stand up, angrily and move away from her best friend. This was all his fault.

Later that day, when Peter arrived at the Avengers tower, Tony was furious. Tony walked with Peter into his lab, grabbing the boy by the color of his shirt viciously. “I’ll give you ten seconds to explain why you cheated on my little girl.” He said with venom lacing his voice.

“That’s not what happened, Mr. Stark. I swear.” Peter expressed with a worried tone.. Tony let go of his collar glaring at him. “Then why has Y/N been crying her eyes out?”

Peter rubbed his face with his hands wanting all of this to just blow over. He hated the fact that it was HIS fault as to why the love of his life wasn’t smiling. “Liz was helping me with something…” Peter trailed off, making the genius confused. “Is that a euphemism for sex or something?” Tony grimaced.

“No! No, oh god no. Nothing like that.” Peter said in shock and slight disgust. “What was it then?” Tony crossed his arms, just like Y/N did last night.

Peter sighed, “Liz is Y/N’s best friend so I went to her for advice.”

“For what?” Tony asked, less agitated at the young superhero standing in front of him. Peter looked at his shoes while bouncing on his feet. “I needed help for asking your daughter to Homecoming, so I thought, who knows her better than she knows herself and I thought Liz. That’s all we were doing Mr. Stark.” He said sadly, realizing that all the help he was getting didn’t matter because he wasn’t with his girl anymore.

Tony was still confused, “Couldn’t you have Googled ideas?” He asked,knowing now that it was all a misunderstanding between the juvenile lovers. Peter shook his head.

“It’s not that easy Mr. Stark. I thought maybe Y/N wanted a subtle way to be asked to the dance. But what if she wanted something completely extraordinary. That’s why I went to Liz. But I wasn’t with her constantly. I was with her handful of lunch periods, and we went to Starbucks to talk about it once. Only once.” He explained. Dropping his backpack on the floor.

“How do you plan on asking her?” Tony questioned walking around his lab.

“We’re not together anymore…..” Peter said as if Tony wasn’t listening to the conversation, following the man around the lab. Tony turned around to face Peter. “I don’t care, You were good for her. And I don’t want her dating some idiot. Now, how are you going to ask her?” He questioned Peter yet again.Peter had a big smile on his face, ready to tell him.

That night, there was a knock on Y/N’s window. It wasn’t too late at night, but she knew exactly who it was. “Go away.” She said, loud enough for him to hear her through the window. He tapped on the glass again, “Go away!” She said slightly louder. The tapping continued much to her dismay. Y/N groaned and got up off of her bed to open the window.

She looked through the glass to see Peter Parker, or Spider-Man, hanging upside down on a web, holding a huge teddy bear and roses in one hand with a poster in the other that said, “It would be unBEARable to go to Homecoming without you” in red letters. Y/N froze, looking at him with wide eyes. He flipped over and let go of the webbing.

She opened the window, helping the boy through it and into her room. “Peter, what the hell? We aren’t a thing anymore, remember?” She said a bit agitated. Peter put the poster down, grabbing his mask off of his face, shaking his head to fix his hair. “I swear that I didn’t cheat on you with Liz, alright? She was just helping me with ideas to ask you to Homecoming.” Peter admitted, wanting her to know the truth. Y/N had a more understanding look in her eyes.

“Then why were you bailing on all of our dates?” She asked.

“Crime rates have gone up in New York, despite everyone’s effort to stop it. Trust me, I wanted to go on those dates with you, it’s just- someone needs to be there for the city after the whole hero versus hero thing.” He rushed. “Please, you have to believe me.” He said sadly.

Y/N ran to him, wrapping her arms around him. Peter let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I’m such an asshole,” the girl in his arms mumbled against his shoulder, “I should’ve listened to you. I’m so sorry.” Peter rubbed one hand on her back reassuringly holding his gifts for her in the other. “There’s no need to apologize. I would’ve done the same thing though.” He stated honestly. The two pulled away from each other.

Peter moved to pick up the poster to show her again. He had a cheesy grin on his face as he held everything. “Will you go to homecoming with me?” He asked. Y/N nodded her head, “Of course I will.”

Peter went to hand her the teddy bear and the roses. “You know what you should name him?“ Peter asked rhetorically. “What?” She asked with a smile on her face, smelling the flowers.

“Spider-Man.” He said with a smirk on his face, “So that I’m always with you.” Y/N chuckled, examining the bear. “I think it suits him.” She mimicked his smirk, leaning in to kiss the real Spider-Man

The I Love You Series – “Come here. Let me fix it.”

~DURING - 7 months~

Irritable is probably the best word to describe you right now. So far this whole day has just been taxing on you emotionally, and you are in not mood to deal with anything at the moment. You’ve just walked in the door, but you have about thirty minutes before you’re supposed to leave again to go to an event with Shawn.

All you want to do is to sleep, but you know you don’t even have time for a power nap. You glance in the bathroom mirror, and quickly apply more makeup before entering the bedroom and pulling out the dress you had picked out earlier. Shawn is supposed to be here soon, and you’re still not even dressed. In your rush, you somehow manage to jam the zipper of your dress, leaving it half zipped in the back, and it won’t budge. You’re still trying to un jam it when Shawn knocks on the door. “Come in.” You call, and the door swings open. He stops when he sees you, only taking a second to notice the frustration on your face, and your two hands behind your back, still trying to unjam the zipper.

A small smile ghosts his face, “Come here. Let me fix it.” Is all he says, and you do, closing the distance between the two of you. He manages to fix the zipper in a few seconds and then he wraps his arms around you from behind. He kisses your cheek and simply holds you. You try to wiggle out of his arms, knowing you’re going late and you still have to find the heels you want to wear, but he doesn’t let go. He squeezes slightly, and says calmly, “You look beautiful. Don’t worry about the time. We’ll get there when we get there. Just breathe for a second baby.” He knows you too well. He knows when you’re stressed and freaking out, and he has a way of calming you like no one else can. 

hearts don’t break around here

for the kindest soul I have met recently, I’m glad you exist @captofthesswolfstar It’s a bit messy but it’s fluffy.


It wasn’t a scene someone would be used to, a big shaggy dog messing around with a deer while a rat was munching on the cheese right in front of a tall lanky boy. The sandy haired boy didn’t seem bothered by the rat, he even smiled at him occasionally as he let the sun roam on his scarred skin. He looked broken but every piece was somewhere around him, not completely lost but not completely found. 

As the black dog slowly lied in front of him, he started patting his head absentmindedly and his long fingers made their way on their own scratching that one spot behind the dog’s ear. The black dog slowly morphed into a gorgeous man but he kept laying down, his eyes on the boy with questioning eyes.

“Say, Remus…”

“Mm-hmm,”

“What will happen in 10 years?”

“I don’t know Pads,” replied Remus lazily, it had been a week since the last full moon and his eyes couldn’t fight the beauty of the warmth that radiated from the sun. “I can’t imagine my life after the next full moon, don’t ask me to see that far into the future.”

“Do you think, maybe, we’d still be together?”

Remus suddenly sat upright, it was an unexpected question and a rude one.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” he asked angrily.

“No, no,” said Sirius as he pushed himself up to stare the werewolf in the eyes. “You got me wrong, I’m just– I just feel like I have the potential to royally fuck up what we have and I– well, I’m scared.”

“Where’s this coming from?”

“I couldn’t sleep last night and I thought about the future until 4 am,” explained Sirius. “I realised I would give anything to have you with me every step of the way and I don’t know why I asked you, I guess–”

“You were being you,” cut off Remus grinning. “Of course we are going to be together in 10 years.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because no one else would deal with your 50 minute hair ritual Pads and because no one would love me the way you do,” he smiled bitterly.

“But of course they would,” began Sirius as he intertwined his fingers with Remus’. “I bet there are loads of other people who will love you better than I do.”

“And who told you that?” he asked trying to lift Sirius’ gaze from the grass to his face. “You are just assuming things, as you do.”

“It’s just that with this ‘war’ going on around us,” said Sirius as he pulled few grass, “I feel like I’m bound to go bad.”

Sirius,” scolded Remus softly. “You are not a bad person, you are a good person who bad things have happened to. Just because your mother is a maniac does not mean that you will go bad.”

Sirius tried to reply but Remus raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

“I mean James would probably die before he lets you go to the other side,” he laughed. “But jokes aside, I trust you Sirius and I hope you value my trust enough not to break it.”

“Of course I do,” replied Sirius sounding a little offended. He lied back down his head on Remus’ lap as the amber eyed boy twirled his fingers in Sirius’ pitch black hair. “As long as you guys are here, I’m here, too. I would never leave you alone.” 

“I don’t know if we can get married but–”

“We don’t have to,” mumbled Sirius. “We’ll get a small place, I’ll become an auror like I always wanted to and you’ll work at Hogwarts as a defense against the dark arts teacher or something.”

“I always thought you would make an amazing healer,” suggested Remus, his eyes fixed on the rat walking on the deer. “You are the reason I don’t scar like I used to.”

“Those are just potions and–”

“My mum uses the same potions Pads, you are talented,” Remus assured him. Sirius’ grey eyes shone warmer under the sunlight, kind and welcoming. “Just think about it, it’s a suggestion.”

“I will,” replied Sirius as his lip curled up. He grabbed the free hand of Remus and kissed each bruised knuckle. Maybe the werewolf was right, he could help a lot of people, maybe find the redemption he had been looking for his family’s sins. “How is it that you see the best in me all the bloody time?”

“You are dating me and you talk about seeing the best in someone, have you seen me at a full moon?”

They both started laughing, it had taken a good time but Remus was now joking about the furry little problem of his. 

“I have,” said Sirius after he caught his breath. “I wouldn’t change anything about you if they gave me the world and you know that.”

“Because you are weird Sirius Black,” said Remus as he shook his head.

“Imperfect is perfect,” he replied with a smirk and the deer morphed back into a tall messy haired boy and caught the rat with his fast reflexes.

“Trying to run away Wormy? I know the lovebirds are boring as fuck,” teased James and Sirius replied by blowing a raspberry. 

“Sod off, Potter,” said Remus, he had a mischievous smile on his face. “How’s it going with Lily, anyways?”

“I hate you,” he answered as he let go of the rat who was struggling to get away. “Oh, hi there Petey.”

“’Hi there Petey’” mocked Peter, making a pretty good imitation of James. “Really you guys seemed so serio– umm, deep in conversation?”

“We were discussing how long it will take for Prongs to ask Evans out,” lied Sirius, just to mess with James. “We have a bet going on.”

“I’m sorry, you wanker,” he snapped. “Didn’t it take you two to come to terms with your fucking feelings– what was it Petey?”

“16 months.”

“Yeah, thanks- sixteen bloody months,” continued James. Remus snorted as Sirius bit his lip trying not to laugh. Peter was just staring from James to Sirius, trying to understand when he will have to hold James back from attacking Sirius. “I rue the day you guys got together.”

“There, there Prongs,” consoled Remus. “I’m sure you and Lily will have small Potters running around in no time.”

The boys all laughed at this snark remark from the werewolf and Sirius kept drawing in his palm with his finger. Ten years looked so far in the future but somehow now it wasn’t as hard to imagine as it was last night at 3.30 am. Sirius wouldn’t have imagined his future as he does now four years ago but he let the warmth take over as he stared at the shining eyes of Remus and his small scar on his left cheek. Imperfect was completely perfect. 

The Spider Tattoo (Peter Parker x Reader) Soulmate AU

Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

*Please don’t plagiarize my work, thank you :3*

Summary: You hate the idea of soulmate tattoo’s, probably because there’s a giant fricking spider on your hip that moves, as most soulmate tattoos do. But see, most soulmate tattoos aren’t huge fucking spiders, so you have the right to be freaked out.

Warnings: Lots of swearing. More than usual. Oops. Requested by @crowleys-poppet-queen-of-asgard

Word Count: 1,072


Soulmates were stupid. Worst idea ever. Who the hell even thought of them? From what you learned in health class, every person has a tattoo appear on their skin when they find what they love best, and that tattoo is on that exact place on their soulmate’s body, meaning somewhere in the world there was a person with an tiny typewriter right behind their ear.

“So why the fuck do I have a giant ass spider on my hip?” You scream at no one in particular, eyeing the ugly thing through your mirror. You pull your sweatshirt down again, covering the spider. The only good part about it was that it resembled Spiderman’s symbol, one of your favorite heroes. On the con side though, whenever a soulmate was feeling strong emotions, their tattoo would move. So once or twice a day, the giant ass spider would move. You cringe at the thought.

You grab your backpack and angrily shove your books into your backpack, muttering rapidly in a mocking voice. “Soulmates are a beautiful thing, they said.”

The backpack was slung over your shoulder as you stomped out the door. “You’ll love getting your tattoo, they said.

“Well they can go fuck themselves!” You scream into the empty house, slamming the door behind you.

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Steve: And since Ms.May works as much as she does, we pretty much take Peter full time. After school, and most nights. He even has his own room in the tower.

106 w/ Peter Maximoff

106. “Did you just lick the side of my face?”  “I claimed you.”

Requested by @dunbarkiss


You walked through the halls of the school listening to everyone talk about what happened in their previous class and what they’re currently watching on TV. You haven’t seen your boyfriend all day, which wasn’t strange since he would run past and kiss you on your cheek before running somewhere else.

Every time he kissed you, it would feel like a warm buzz since he ran so fast.

You heard people shuffling and moving out the way, and then a gust of wind, which meant one thing. Peter. Expecting your normal kiss on the cheek, you kept walking. Like usual, you felt the buzz on your cheek. Except this one wasn’t warm. 

It was wet.

“Peter!” You screeched, drawing attention to yourself. 

He appeared next to you in an instant. “Yes?”

“Did you just lick the side of my face?” You questioned, wiping your cheek with your sleeve.

“I claimed you.” He said with a lopsided smirk.

“What?” You asked.

“I. Claimed. You,” He said slowly. “Our friend, Chris, over there,” He nodded behind you, “Was staring at you and I didn’t like it. I decided to show him that you’re mine.”

A smile slowly crept it’s way on to your face as you registered what he just said. “Peter Maximoff, are you jealous?” You challenged, raising your eyebrow.

He scoffed. “Why would I be jealous? I mean I’m a model compared to him. But just to make it clear,” He leaned in. “If I see another guy look at you like that, I’m picking you up and running away to the Bahamas.”

You laughed at his response. “I could do with a holiday. And just to make it clear,” You mimicked his words. “I would never leave you for Chris or any other guy.”

I Need to Follow More Musical Blogs

So please reblog this so I can follow you if you post any of these:
• Spring Awakening (this one especially)
•Bare: A Pop Opera (this too)
•In the Heights
•Rent
•Next to Normal
•Falsettos
•Newsies
•Rent
•Wicked
•Hamilton
•Heathers
Or really any musical