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Standing in the middle of both teams before the fight starts and you look between Steve and Tony and start ranting “See what we not finna do…”

Originally posted by andtherezmaryy

Definition of getting you a man who could do both…

“You look good in red.”

A Peter Parker x Reader Fic 

Summary: You know Peter’s secret, you know he’s Spider-Man. But where’s the fun in letting him know that outright? It’s more fun to tease him about it…until you end up in between him and the Green Goblin. 

Warnings: fluff, some minor angst, I wrote the reader shorter than Peter so I apologize to those who’re taller than him ( :/ ), it’s long

A/N: I’d like to give a ginormous thank you to @riseofthehufflepuffs for always being there to help me with my Peter Parker fics and reading them for me no matter how shitty they are. Thank you, Mrs. Parker, you’re the freaking best friend a person could ask for and I’m so excited to see FOB live with you in Novemeber!

“So, Parker.” You poked at your food leisurely. “Do anything fun last night?”

“N-No.” He ran a hand through his hair nervously. “Just worked on some homework, yah know.” 

“Did you see the news?” You dropped your head into your hands, narrowing your eyes at your friend. “That robbery downtown seemed intense.”

“Yeah.” Peter nodded. 

“Thank the heavens Spider-Man swooped in and took them down.” You continued on. “It was crazy, I can’t even begin to fathom living a life like that. Living half as a well-known superhero and the other as, well, some random person. I wonder who they are…”

“Probably just some random person, like you said.” Peter sipped on his drink. “I doubt we know them.”

“Yeah.” You mentally scoffed. “You’re probably right.”

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|| meaningful silence ||

[request prompt: A Peter x reader one shot where the reader is mute and is always writing down what she wants to say to Peter? Then one day she signs something to him and it keeps happening over and over at random times when they hang out?? he realized later on that she keeps signing “I love you”???]

now it’s time for something sweet ♡

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @lovelybaka , @animexchocolate, @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @literatureandimmature, @daydr3ams-away, @wannabe-weasley , @mcusebstan , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry , @aenna-4 , @mcheung0314 , @samanthasmileys , @melconnor2007 , @wingsanddarkness , @tiny-friggin-human

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Peter Parker Imagine

Requested: Anonymous

Imagine: can you write a peter parker imagine where you both have secret identities. and you’re peter’s girlfriend and so one night you had to leave in the middle of the night. (while ur sleeping with him) and so you sneak out and you go and fight but when you return, peter asked where you were. but you couldn’t tell him and he thinks you’re cheating on him. make the ending sad..? thx!

Warning: bad ending ->-

‘’Hey Y/N. Mind passing me the popcorn?’’ peter asks.

 You nod and grab the big bowl of popcorn, putting it in between you and Peter. He shoved his hand inside and got a big handful of popcorn, he than stuffed it all into his face, chewing loudly afterwards. You smile and roll your eyes at how adorable he looked when he stuffed his face like an animal. You were watching your favorite movie because you got hurt on your last mission and you needed something to lift your spirits. Peter didn’t know how you got hurt and you weren’t planning on telling him the truth.

 All you told him was that you fell off your bike and your scraped your arm. Of course, he didn’t really believe you at first because your scrape on your arm was more severe than a simple bike fall. But Peter just wanted to take care of you and give you what you wanted, and you wanted to watch a movie. It was practically midnight when the movie ended. Peter shut it off and let out a tired yawn stretching out his arms.

 He put his arm around you and smacked his lips together tiredly.

‘’You ready to go to sleep Y/N?’’ peter asks, looking over at you.

‘’Yeah.’’ you nod.

 Peter laid down and pretty much passed out right when he hit the pillow. You smiled and looked at him, he was so handsome, you never knew how you got so lucky. Before you kissed him goodnight, your watch you were wearing started to beep rapidly. Your eyes went wide and you throw your hand over your watch, hoping it would stop.

‘’Mmm. What was that Y/N?’’ peter moans, flipping over on the other side of his body.

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Request: A Peter x reader, where they are together and Peter is receiving questions about how good she is in bed and other sexual questions towards the reader, because it’s ‘in her nature.’ @mazuru7

“I’ll stop by after school,” you promised as you doodled on your notebook. Peter rested his chin in his hand to get a closer look at you. When he didn’t answer immediately, you looked up at him confusedly. He was giving you this look he gave you often. You weren’t really sure what it was about  and you’d probably never ask him about it. It didn’t seem like a bad thing so what was the point?

“Parker,” you called, snapping him out of his reverie.

He turned a bit red, “Sorry, what?”

“I’ll stop by your place after school to do this project,” you repeated, “my parents won’t be home tonight and they’re not cool with me inviting people over while they’re gone. But as long as your Aunt May is home, my mom doesn’t care.”

“She will be,” he nodded.

“Good. Sorry about all the rules and guidelines. I have to put paperwork in three business days in advance before I can do anything.”

“I don’t mind. I like your mom,” he pointed out matter-of-factly.

“Most people do. She’s extra nice to you though… like more nice than she is to Michelle even… but I guess Michelle is just another one of her kids by now so bad comparison. You know yesterday she was just in my house helping my mom make dinner. She didn’t even make plans with me.”

“You guys are neighbors,” Peter shrugged.

You scoffed, “I think mom just wants me to keep you forever, though. You’ve got potential to be filthy rich,” you joked.

He rolled his eyes, “Yeah you gotta catch the millionaires when they’re young and broke.”

“I think she likes you because you’re not an asshole,” you said truthfully.


“I like you because you’re not an asshole too. That and you’re an unbelievable nerd.”

You looked back down at your notebook, looking over the notes for the upcoming project. The amount of work ahead of you made you groan and rest your head on Peter’s shoulder. This would take two weeks at the least. Two weeks in which you also needed to study for three exams and a paper. Peter put a timid arm around your shoulder. He was still getting used to the idea that he could actually touch you. He was constantly playing it safe. You weren’t sure he even looked at anything in your “bathing suit area”. His timid nature was welcome and a beautiful change from other guys you had dated who would grab a handful of your ass in front of God himself if nobody reprimanded him. Peter was acutely different from the other boys in your school, in the cheesy high school ways, and in more nuanced ways that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“It’s an easy assignment and we work well together, it’ll be done in no time,” he assured.

“I’m sure it will be, but I’ve just got a lot of stuff to do.”

“I can help you study for Anatomy,” he offered earnestly but of course you burst out into laughter.

“I’m sure you could Parker,” you laughed.

“That is not what I meant, and aren’t you guys on the cat dissections!” he called out, embarrassment making him louder.

“I knew what you meant, and yes we are. I need to memorize the muscles on the cat so that means being in the biology lab and inhaling ungodly amounts of formaldehyde.”

“Yep that’s hot,” he grumbled in disgust.

“Well the cats are warm now,” you shrugged.

“Ugh!” he groaned, “how can you do that stuff?”

“Mind over matter.”

The bell rang and the two of you got up. Peter wound up walking you to class as you told him about the other wonders of Anatomy and Physiology. He was largely grossed out, but he had an unquenchable desire to learn so as much as he was disgusted he was also intrigued. He held your hand and your book bag. You were sure most of your muscle mass came from carrying around so many papers and text books, so you wondered how Peter effortlessly carried both your book bag and his. You’d seen his book bag, at any given time he had at least three text books inside. It was another one of those things you rarely questioned aloud.

“We cut through the ribs with scissors. It was awful. I think a career as a serial killer is out.”

“Damn, now you’re stuck with boring stuff like drug trafficking,” he stopped at your class and leaned against the wall beside the door.

“I’ve got to make my family proud somehow.”

“Good luck with that, I’m going into stripping you’ll never beat that,” he laughed a little.

You tried to keep a straight face but failed as you laughed, “I’ll see you this evening, around 6. If you’re not there I’ll just tell Aunt May about how you sneak into my room at night just to talk.”

“I will definitely be there.”

Peter left so he could make it to his class on time. He vaguely noticed people’s eyes following him. He was used to it now. You were something close to popular in school, which made him something like a first husband to your legacy. Which depending on you who you asked could be a good or a bad thing. You weren’t just known for your dazzling personality and looks, Peter knew that but honestly the dazzling personality is what sold him. Sure you looked good, really good, but he wouldn’t have done more than pined from across the room if that’s all there was to you. It was your genuine kindness that drew him in, nothing else mattered to him. Your exes and whatever they had to say was a part of your story, sure, but it didn’t do much for your character either way. As he stepped into industrial tech he made brief, unavoidable eye contact with your ex boyfriend. He was a grade A asshole, and he struggled to understand why you even bothered though you explained it one night on the phone.

“Sometimes I see depth in people where there is none. I thought he might have been some brooding bad boy from the movies… you know before I realized the guys in the movies suck.”  you sighed, voice masking would he assumed were tears.

“How’s our girl Parker? She invited you for dinner yet?” Adam, your ex jeered. Peter pulled in a deep breath and reminded himself that punching the jerk in the mouth would be counterproductive. It would upset you and Aunt May. Mr. Stark would probably be disappointed. It was best to ignore Adam. He’d lose interest, sooner versus later. Peter wasn’t that lucky, today. Adam decided to have a conversation with his friend very loudly.

“They’ve been dating about three months, by that point Y/N had already let me-” Peter put on his headphones reminding himself that starting a fight over this was petty and inane. Adam was an asshole with capital A, not worth the effort.

Miraculously he made it through his last class, but on his bus ride home things only escalated.

“Parker! Come on, tell us about our girl,” Adam yelled. Peter gritted his teeth, “she show you what she can do with her mouth?”

“How about you tell me what her right hook feels like?” Peter asked referencing the time Adam had been stupid enough to grab you in the hall. You got off with a warning thanks to parental involvement and evidence that Adam had instigated the situation. It was a solid punch, somebody obviously taught you how to punch like a heavyweight champ because Adam’s mouth was swollen and bruised for weeks.

“What was that, punk?” Adam grabbed Peter by the collar.

“Get your hands off of me,” Peter demanded.

“It’s not my fault you’re dating the high school whore. I just wanna know how much she’s put out for ya,” Adam pushed Peter back in his seat and made to grab him again. A hard punch in the nose thwarted that plan. Peter planned on stopping there. There was already a scene being made on the bus and he was sure the bus driver was looking for a place to pull over to address the situation. However, Adam wasn’t done.

“You and your fucking whore ass girlfriend are dead.”

Just like that Peter was punching Adam and any one of Adam’s friends that tried to join in.  When you got to Peter’s place you’d already heard about what had happen. You had friends on his bus and social media was already on it. Aunt May opened the door, she didn’t seem particularly happy to see you. You could imagine why. Peter had never been in this much trouble before and it was all centered around you.

“Hi, May,” you greeted, forcing yourself to meet her gaze.

“Hello, Y/N, Peter’s grounded so…”

“We have a school project… and I really need to talk to him. Please you know the last thing I want is Peter getting hurt.” you pleaded.

May looked at you for a moment, obviously deliberating whether or not to let you in, “Tell me what’s all this about first. Peter won’t talk.”

She let you in and you sat in the kitchen and told her the story in a hushed voice.

“I’m sure Adam instigated it and once they run the tapes, it’ll show… I didn’t ask him to do any of that-”

“I know, I know, honey,” Aunt May put her head in his hands, “I just don’t know what to do with him.”

“I know I’m a kid… but I think you should just give him a chance to tell his side. Can I talk to him, now?”

“Yeah… Y/N you’re a good girl, you know?”

“Thanks, May.”

You hurried up to Peter’s room and knocked on the door, “Peter it’s me.”

“Come in.”

You opened the door slowly and stepped in ready to see bruises like the time some kid named Steve and his friends jumped him. He sat on his bed seemingly in perfect condition. You sat beside him and carefully rested your head on his shoulder.

“What happened Peter?” you whispered. He told you everything, the words just kept spilling out, and you understood how he would have felt. You sighed and kissed his cheek when he was done.

“Peter, you can’t do this. People are going to say stupid stuff,” you murmured, “and they’re going to call me names because I’ve had sex with people. If you can’t handle that-”

“That’s not what makes me angry. It’s the hypocrisy! How can they try to make you look bad when it takes two consenting people to have sex? You don’t deserve that.”

“Not many people in this world are as good as you Peter,” you reminded, “you can’t fight every punk with a dumb opinion.”

“He kept calling you ‘our girl’,” he grumbled, “and I was waiting on him to touch me so I could have a good reason to hit him and he did…”

“Peter I’m with you and only you. Adam is just an insecure ass who can only come second if it’s in track and field,” you joked pulling a rueful laugh out of Peter. You looked down and noticed his hands in his lap. His knuckles were badly bruised. You took his hands and pressed a kiss to every knuckle.

“Who knew my sweet little nerd could throw hands?” you joked again to lighten the mood. He didn’t laugh, so you looked up at him curiously, he was giving you that look again.

“What?” you finally asked. He brought a hand up to your cheek, you leaned into the touch, still looking up at him curiously. He was getting closer, and you realized what he was, at a snail’s pace, going for.

“Kiss me, Parker,” you smiled. He pressed his lips to yours hard. He kissed you until you were breathless until you felt like you were going to explode with butterflies. When the two of you separated, you immediately went in for another kiss. When you’d tempered back your own eagerness, you rested your head on his shoulder again.

“You are something else, Peter.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s acutely you and I think you are a good thing,” you offered, “just stay out of fist fights, okay?”


~Mod Lillian

// peter parker masterlist //

finally, I’m able to make a peter parker masterlist. I will do my best to update this, so feel free to save this post somewhere if you would like to read all of my peter parker stuff ♡

|| all oneshots ||

oversized sweater



inked tragedy


chapped lips


cellophane wrap

lovesick loser


first time [[smut]]

coffee creamer kisses

can you keep a secret?

smile like you mean it

ice cream smiles

a real hug



this town

secret admirer

beloved season {{angst}}

boys in plaid


necessary secrets

tongue tied |personal favorite|


spider bites

tuxedosam to your hello kitty

white string of fate

the harlequin formula

rooftop confessions

never watched Star Wars before

the same boy

who will protect you

rainy day cuddles

be my forever


goodnight morning light


rough mornings

wherever you are

our love story

broken dreams

false destinies

blueberry muffins

love like a comic book

no regrets

dance with me

a different story

five times when || personal favorite ||

you’re no peter parker

pain split

i still love you

true love

girls chase boys || personal favorite||

attention, attention


die for you

perfect reality

american dreams

silly spray

sketched love

the new girl


starboy, stargirl [[smut]]

how to fall in love

spiderman loves you

theme song


guilty crown

you belong with me

an autocorrect love story



no makeup

the moon song

true beauty

for spade

unexpected coffee dates


absolutely || personal fave ||

needy || personal fave ||

more than that [[smut]]

hopeless triangle

missing you

movie cuddles

backyard landings


something to talk about

the rosewater potion

protect you


the perfect mistake [[smut]]

happy father’s day

anything for you

meaningful silence

|| all headcanons (sfw) ||

imagine peter falling in love with you…

dating peter would include…

imagine peter trying to ask you out to prom…

imagine peter being distant with you…

|| 100 ways ||

[ 1 ]

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|| how to catch a nerd ((ongoing series)) ||

part 1

part 2

part 3


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Like That

University AU

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language? Lightly smutty

Word Count: 3, 475

Summary: The reader is friends with benefits with Peter 

A/N: I’ve been obsessed with this song for a while and listening to it just sparked the idea for this piece. It’s not so much an AU as it is a few years in the future and I wanted to explore the friends with benefits dynamic with Peter Parker because it seems out of character for him but not impossible. I actually started writing this a few months ago but didn’t get around to finishing it until 3am this morning. Hopefully it turned out okay!

Like That by Rytmeklubben

Originally posted by sensuous

Originally posted by dailytomholland

Peter Parker and I went to the same high school and were sort of friends but really only became close once we started university. We had a few classes together, being in the same program and all, so I was glad to see a familiar face in the intimidating large classes full of people who were just as smart, if not smarter than us.

University is tough, especially when you’re constantly trying to keep the city a safe place all the while keeping your GPA up. Classes being much more fast-paced than high school took a toll on him. He was so busy that he started falling behind on some of the course material which is when we started studying together a lot. I helped him catch up, he learned quick. He was really good at problem solving and understanding complex math problems, so we helped each other out. With all the time we spent together on breaks, taking turns grabbing coffees and muffins for each other before a class or work, not to mention hours of studying, we became pretty close.

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