about.in which you find your lab partner in a strange place you’d never expect to find him in.
warnings.corny‼️
ricky rocks. short story 4 my best man because i didn’t want to think too hard into this
“you look like someone who could use some company.”
oh god, you sounded like a weirdo. or a hooker.
but despite that, he still looked and smiled at you, “look at you.” he almost grinned harder once he got a good look at you, taking notice that you weren’t exactly wearing the sweatshirt and sweatpants he always saw you in—but rather a very revealing top and a mini skirt. “didn’t take my lab partner for someone who liked to party.”
“i might say the same thing about you, parker,” you smiled back, taking a seat next to him on the ratty old frat couch he sat on. “when i thought of you getting your rocks off, i thought you’d be in an actual room with rocks.”
“wow, i’m offended,” he squinted at you putting a hand against his chest as if to cover his wounded heart, but he stilled smiled. “i would have hoped you thought higher of me, y/l/n.”
“i don’t intend on offending you, peter,” you smiled with amusement, “i just would have thought you were better than this.” you motioned and referenced to the frat house that you both currently sat in with all the buff dudes bumping their heads as they watched another identical guy chug a beer.
it made him scoff and his head slightly tipped, “but it’s normal for you to stoop this low?”
you shrugged, “we all have our moments of weakness… me more than anyone.”
“oh, so you’re saying this is a weekly occurrence for you?” he quirked an eyebrow, really wanting to know the answer.
and you almost didn’t want to answer, cringing as your head slightly fell sideways in shame, “maybe.”
“oh, on,” he shook his head, “cheap beer? men who don’t know basic hygiene and are probably failing their math 1 class? that’s your type, isn’t it? that’s why you come here, to get some play from boys with pedophile staches and low iqs?”
you laughed maybe a little too loudly, quickly slapping your hand over your mouth as you stared at peter who’s brow arched higher, but still he smiled, loving every moment of your presences.
“i don’t stoop that low.”
“oh, good. we still have time to save you,” he sat up now, clasping your elbow and scooting closer to you, “i almost thought i’d have no chance with you.”
“really?” your cheeks burned and you almost felt shameful for leaning closer to him as his voice was now a whisper and comforting and warm and ready to swallow you whole.
“yeah,” he nodded his head, “compared to those big burley guys who live off pre-workout, i’m nothing.”
you giggled again, feeling woozy and even more drunk with his amusement that was just feeding you to the brim with bliss. it felt out of body, it didn’t feel real, but it was and you felt like a fool falling so fast for someone you barely knew.
“they got nothing on you, peter parker.”
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you were completely lost with time, but all you knew was he was a really good kisser and that’s all that mattered right then and there as the two of you stumbled into your dorm room where you were soon consumed in pitch black. neither of you could find care for it as you still clung to him feverishly, kissing him with all you could as if on a timer.
you couldn’t help but laugh once his mouth pulled from yours and started pressing kissed against your neck while the two of you still absent mindedly attempted to find your bed. you tried your best to guide but failed—causing the both of you to trip over your own feet and fall to the ground.
you giggled through the pain as you were now squished beneath peter’s body. he groaned, laughing a little himself but he still winced, pushing himself off and to the side of you, “well, we tried.”
“we did.” you smiled, not finding the attempt a complete failure due to now being a lot more familiar with your lab partner.
“i’d say i was hoping things would go a lot more smoother but…” he traveled off, now looking to the side of your face, “i’m not completely disappointed.”
Could I Find Homeland In You? (Peter Parker One Shot)
Summary: based on the following nonnie’s lovely prompt - Can you do a TASM!Peter x fem!reader prompt where they are childhood besties but Peter kinda starts crushing on Gwen but then after he approaches her she turns him down and the reader comforts him until he finally realizes he loves her? Kinda gets angsty when Peter tells her about Gwen bc she has also had feelings for him since forever but refuses to acknowledge them. Best friends to lovers kinda trope… loads of fluff?
hope you enjoy this my sweet nonnie <3
Pairings: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, italicised words between dividers are past moments between peter and the reader. This is non canon compliant. Peter, Reader and Gwen are in university.
Don’t look at them, don’t look at them. You chant to yourself, but your eyes do fixate, on his warm grin, bright brown eyes full of mirth. Then you gaze at the person making him laugh, Gwen.
Your heart sinks, you look back down at your notebook, ideas messily strewn across the pages. Lines crossed by ink but not you.
It isn’t that you dislike her, she is a really great person, you admire her work and she is always sweet to you.
It’s just Peter parker is completely taken by her, he hasn’t told you, his childhood best friend yet about how he feels but you can see it as clear as day. Peter blushing when he speaks to Gwen or about her, longingly looking at her when she walks past the two of you.
He doesn’t need to tell you what you already know.
You just wish he would look at you that way.
Because you look at him that way but he never finds your eyes.
“Do you want to continue this later? I’m kind of tired.” You ask the remaining members of the chemistry group project, your mood souring as Peter shifts closer to Gwen, reading the contents on her laptop over her shoulder. her temple resting against his jaw.
Your mind flashes to last week when the two of you were watching the latest episode of Dynasty, that was how you both were, cuddled up the laptop resting on the makeshift pillow stand.
You shake out of the memory looking at your group,
“Yeah.” They agree, you grab your scarce materials, shuffling out the door of the open area, it reverberates a clang upon shutting.
Peter looks up after a while, from the yearbook spread on Gwen’s screen, eyes scanning the area. His eyebrows furrow noticing your absence.
Prompt: On a walk with Andrew, some little kids come and play with Andrew, and their parents say you and Andrew would make cute parents. That night, you discuss kids and Andrew surprises you with the night of your life .
It was a pleasantly warm and sunny day. The type of day that makes you stall and stand still, just taking in the pleasant feeling the weather gives. It was just that level of warm that could be classed as uncomfortable, but the wind surrounding you with a cooling breeze.
You breathed in deeply as you walked through the park, your hand wrapped in Andrews. Him swinging your arms back and forth dramatically as you walked strolled through the park. His bright crinkly faced and crooked grin greeting you when you turned your head to look at him. Causing a laugh to bubble from your chest. You noticed, a few people staring and some people sneaking photos a common occurrence in your life now.
He turned you in his arms suddenly, causing you tell let out a soft startled squeal, as he suddenly pulled your back to his chest, and walked like a penguin with you in your arms. You laughed wholeheartedly at his playfulness, noticing that he was walking you towards an empty park bench. He sat down dramatically before you, grabbing your arm gently and pulling you down towards his side. The two of with your eyes closed, just breathing each other in for a moment, basking in the day and the moment. Before you heard the tell-tale thwap of a rubber ball hitting something hard. That something hard being your boyfriend, “Ow!” you heard him yelp from your right, turning to see your boyfriend rubbing his head dramatically.
You looked around to see two petrified little girls, looking at your boyfriend in horror. “What the hell,” your boyfriend whined, accent coming on thick when he whined. Eyes whipping around before he caught sight of the ball on the ground by his feet and the two petrified looking girls staring at him. You bit your lip softly, unsure what to do. Before your boyfriend lept up in his chair, startling the girls for a moment.
You watched intently as he picked up the ball, turning to the two kids. “Now, which one of you threw that?” he questioned softly at the two girls. The smaller of the two slowly raising her hand. Andrew knelt in front of the two girls, turning to the smallest with a serious face. Before a big grin split his cheeks, “wow, your really strong. Like crazy strong, oh my goodness are you a mini hulk, I mean I don’t think I could throw as strong as you,” he rambled, the two girls giggling widely as spoke dramatically. “You wanna show me how strong you are, little lady,” he said playfully handing the ball to the bigger girl. Jumping up and running a small distance from the two girls.
You bit your lip watching the altercation affectionately, your love for this boy growing even more, how you could love him more you did not know. You watched them play for a while, giggling when he tried very hard to convince them that he was spiderman, both the girls not believing him. He looked so… in his element. Like playing with kids was second nature to him.
You jumped when you heard a voice beside you, turning to see two handsome men standing beside you. A taller man with brown hair and a smaller man with blonde hair stood beside you “Is that your boyfriend?’ the blonde voiced softly.
“Ah, yes he is… are they yours?” you questioned, smiling as the two men puffed their chests out in pride.
“Yes, there our little anklebiters,” the taller of the two replied, pride filled in his voice “Ya, know you two are going to have beautiful children,” the blonde gushed at you. The brown haired one pointed his head at Andrew, “And he’s gonna make a wonderful father,” he praised. You sighed softly at their words and bit your lip gently, turning back to see Andrew getting tackled by the two girls, staring at you with a giant grin.
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You walked into your kitchen, Andrew trailing softly behind you. You put your things down on the couch and turned around to face him. Arms wrapping around his broad shoulders, you sighed pressing your head on his shoulder. “hmmm, ya know you were so cute with those kids today,” you whispered out softly.
“Hmph, they didn’t believe I was spiderman though… but they were pretty dang cute,” he replied, slowly swaying you in his arms.
“One of the dads said something to me that made me think,” you whispered out. He hummed, inkling at you to continue. “He said we’d make beautiful babies,” you chuckled out, and he suddenly tensed, pulling back from you slightly, and looking at you intently. He grabbed you chin softly lifting your head up towards his.
“Do you think we would make beautiful babies?” he questioned softly. You bit your lip and smiled softly at him nodding your head yes. He leant in very close to you, “do you want to make some beautiful babies?” he questioned softly. You grinned and nodded you head enthusiastically before his lips crashed onto yours. Your tongues tangled together, and you moaned softly, jumping up and wrapping your legs around his waist, knowing he was strong enough to hold you. He chuckled into your mouth, walking you backwards before he threw you onto the couch gently. Your ripped off, your shirt and he leant down over you, you tugged on his shirt and pulled him back towards your mouth. He let you pull him down, but swerved his last minute with a soft chuckle, moving towards your ear.
“So impatient love, but I think your forgetting that you have dinner with your friends in 30 minutes,” he said as he jumped up from the couch, walking away from you.
“Noooo,” you cried out softly, “I’ll just cancel dinner,” you cried out, all pent up only to be left high and dry.
“No way love, no cancelling now. We will just have to leave the baby making till tonight,” he winked at you from the door, before strutting away and walking into the bathroom. Making you grunt out in irritation and kick at the roof in theatrics.
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You trudged through the door well after when you wanted to get home. Your friends had dragged you left and right, all through the town. One of them was going through a breakup however, so you knew it would look bad on you if you left early. Even though all you wanted was Andrew, still pent up from this afternoon’s tease. You let out a huff when you noticed that your boyfriend was nowhere to be found.
You huffed again, “Andrew?” you called out, turning to head towards your shared bathroom. You heard a thump along with a softly uttered yelp of ‘Shit’. You trudged towards the room, determined to snap at your boyfriend and then jump his bones to get rid of todays frustrations. You pushed open the door with force before you stopped.
The room was littered with candles, and a sweet smell was flitting through the air. There were rose petals on the bed, and you walked towards it softly, fingers grazing the edge of the bed before you felt two strong arms wrapping around your waist from behind. A deep voice rumbled in your ear, “Hmm, you ready princess,” he groaned out kissing at your neck softly. “Hmm did you think I was joking earlier, about fucking a baby into you,” he said as he it your neck hard, hard on already grinding into you.
You let out a whine before turning around wrapping your arms around his neck, as you leaned up towards his ear whispering softly, “Fuck a baby into me Andrew.”
He growled, throwing you onto the bed ripping off his shirt before he quickly ripped off your dress. He looked down at you and stopped, “No panties sweetheart?” he groaned hands gripping at your thighs, an eyebrow cocked in question.
You giggled, “I took em off when I took of my shoes, you were mean today and I’ve been waiting to long,” you whispered with a playful pout. He smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to your clit, causing you to let out a gasp.
“Sorry princess, I’ll make it up to you,” he said sultry, before he was suddenly tonguing at your slit and clit, two fingers deep inside you. “Sorry baby, I have been pent up all day to,” he whined out, moving fast in his actions.
You sighed out, you were pent up and keen as well, “Yes! Please just fuck me already,” you whined out lifting your hips up. He slid up quickly, teasing your folds gently. You briefly wondered when he took his pants off, but he was sliding into you before you could question it.
His hips started a strong pace, his arms wrapping around you and softly pulling you up slightly. You were confused at first, until you noticed him putting a pillow underneath your hips. Making you moan out loudly, excitement coursing through you. ‘Oh god, this is really happening,’ you thought.
He started moving faster, and you knew you both wouldn’t last very long. He leaned up to you, kissing you passionately, “Yes, I’m gonna fill you up so good. Fuck you full of my babies, make you round and full and swollen with my babies,” he groaned into your ear throatily, pace already faltering as his fingers moved down to your clit, desperately trying to get you to your peak with him.
Tears were forming in your eyes, voice unable to form coherent sentences, just mumblings and screaming of a mixture of his name, but you let out a little, “You’ll be such a good daddy,” and suddenly you were both crumbling. Him whining into your neck while you orgasm shook you so Andrew had to grab your hips and pin you back down to the pillow to keep from shaking him off.
He softly pulled out and moved beside you. You turned to face and cuddle him, but he stopped you. “Nope, you gotta stay with your hips elevated for 15 minutes to maximise our chance,” he says as he pushes you back down and cuddles into your side. “You want anything sweetheart, just let me know.” He said with a soft kiss to your head, arms gently and awkwardly massaging your shoulders as cuddled into your side. You laughed softly, preparing to move anyway, before you realised your eyes were drooping and you were suddenly fighting sleep. The bastard was putting you to sleep, you went to protest again when you felt yourself slipping away. The last thing you heard before you dozed off was Andrew whispering nonsense about being to a daddy.
This was supposed to be out ages ago and has been sitting finished in my tumblr folder for weeks. Sorry for the lengthy wait @mcugeekposts
Summary : Andrew seems to love seeing you pise in front of the camera’s. What he’d love more, is to see you flaunt your beauty with a belly full of babies. And you might grand him just that.
Pairing : Andrew Garfield x Reader
Warning : Minors DNI, 18+ ONLY, smut, creampie, breeding kink, pussy job, pussy whipped Andrew, slight dubcon (you gotta squint), kinda subby andrew, cockdrunk/cum hungry reader, basically all filth and a little plot (i fought my own brain to find a storyline here, i swear i did), titty worship, kinda manhandling, oral (m and f receiving), handjob while driving (don’t do it kids), fingering while driving, pet names, other stuff that i defo forgot so yeah
A/N : the way i wrote 10k of smut again ??? and i forgot the plot mid writing ?? i genuinely BATTLED to finish this thing
