Boundaries

Peter Parker x Reader

warnings:dark!peter,dub!con,sex pollen

Peter felt guilty, but only a little.

You stood a few feet away from him, and he couldn’t even bother trying to hide the way he was ogling you.

The way your nipples were poking through your shirt had his fingers twitching to pinch them.

Fuck.

He took a deep breathe, trying to calm himself. Balling his fists up at his sides.

It was cold outside the cabin the two of you were residing in for the mission you’d just completed, and apparently inside too.

“Peter, dinners almost ready” you smile sweetly at him and he bites the inside of his cheek at the way blood is already rushing to his cock.

But how could he help it? It was just so domestic, you cooking for him. You didn’t have to, you did it because you wanted to. Because you cared about him, but as a friend. Peter has to remind himself. And friends don’t cross certain boundaries.

But with the way your hair fell around your face as you fixed him a plate had him wanting to web swing right over all those god forsaken boundaries.

“I hope you like it, I’ve only made this dish a few times…” you chirp hopefully and Peter’s stomach churns with affection. You were so cute.

“I’m sure I’m gonna love it Y/N, you’re too good to me” Peter thanks you as you both sit down to eat. You blush at his kind words, you were going to make dinner for yourself. Of course you’d make some for him as well, he was one of your closest friends and favorite team mate.

“I’ll cook for you anytime Pete” you grin, taking your first bite and he follows suit. He doesn’t know what was better, how amazing the food tasted or the sound of you promising to cook for him whenever he wanted.

He groans as his mouth explodes with a mixture of delicious flavors. You find yourself blushing again at the sound of it, rumbling low in his chest.

His brown hair sitting in perfect loose curls on his head. Peter had always been attractive, but now he’s grown up. Broader shoulders, and a more muscular frame made for a way more confident man, assertive almost.

Peter took note of your red cheeks, a small smirk playing on his lips.

“Mmmph, this is amazing Y/N” he compliments you. And he wasn’t lying, you were an amazing cook.

“I’m glad you like it…” you hum. The way you were beaming at him made a feeling of guilt wash over him once again for what he was about to do.

You and Peter had done dozens of missions together, you had a mutual trust. Peter was the genius, you let him handle certain things and you others. Of course you were smart, and read the mission reports etc…but sometimes on a quick retrieval trip like the one you were on now; you didn’t always bother with all the details.

On this trip Peter had paid attention to all the details, like the fact that one of the things you had retrieved was an aphrodisiac from Asgard.

“Let me grab us some drinks” Peter offers, standing before you could even respond. He sighs, pouring you both glasses of wine and the aphrodisiac into yours.

Peter knows he’s betraying your trust by doing this. But he needs you. Every part of him yearns for you. As he sets the glasses down on the table, he prays one day you can forgive him.

“Mmm, is it a bit chilly in here or just me?” You question, taking a sip of your wine. Peter nods in agreement, heart hammering in his chest as he watches you drink.

“Yeah, it is kind of cold” he adds, playing it off and keeping his demeanor calm and collected. This is what he had to do to have you.

You drink and joke, no longer feeling the cold from outside like you did before. Actually; you were getting pretty warm.

Your eyes fall shut as a surge of heat rushes through you, quickly passing. You try to brush it off, but soon your find yourself gripping the table when something stirs deep in your belly. You stifle a moan, curling over to conceal yourself as your face contorts at the random feelings of pleasure.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Peter feigns innocence to your condition, knowing very well what was happening to you. Of course he did his research. He’d never want to hurt you. You’d just finally have that extra push into his arms that he needed.

“I’m fine“ you try to lie, lifting your head up only to be cut off by another burst of pleasure that had your jaw dropping in a gasp.

“Peter..” you whimper, eyes locking with his and he’s next to you in seconds.

“Let’s get you in bed” he suggests, and you agree. You strip down to your tank top and underwear, body still growing hotter and hotter. You couldn’t bother to feel ashamed right now.

Of course you’d been horny but you’d never felt like this before. Your core was practically clenching around nothing at this point and you were counting down the seconds until Peter left so you could shove your hand into your panties and make yourself cum. But Peter had other plans.

He takes off his own shirt, climbing into the bed next to you and pulling you too him. Your body screams in welcome at the contact from a man as handsome as him. But he was a friend; and more importantly your teammate. Sleeping with him was off limits, no matter how wet your pussy was. Or how good he felt pressed against you.

“Peter I could be contagious! What are you doing?” You try your best to scare him off, brain only working at partial capacity at this point. It was taking actual effort to keep yourself from rubbing against him.

“I’m taking care of you” he coos, hand coming up to rest on your side.

“I’m not that kind of sick, you can go I promise” you respond with words, but your body leans into his touch.

“What kind of sick are you then Y/N” he asks, hand sliding up until it sits right under your curve of your breast.

You’re sure he doesn’t realize, certain his hands have the intentions of simply making you feel better. But still your thighs grow sticky with wetness from the feel of them.

“Let me help you Y/N” he whispers, voice laced with something dangerous.

His hand goes up even further until his groping your breast and you hum at how nice his big hand feels.

“Fuck, you’re perfect” he groans, flicking your nipple through your shirt and your hips jerk at the how good it feels. Peter smirks, doing it again and you can’t help squeak.

“Peter, stop. We can’t!” You feel yourself have a moment of clarity, this was too much.

“What’s wrong? It’s supposed to feel good if someone plays with your nipples” he answers, leaning in to kiss your neck and both hands now tweaking your nipples.

Your hands go to his shoulders to push him off, but before you can his actions have you succumbing to power of the aphrodisiac again.

“Peter please…” you find yourself begging and Peter bites down on your neck before sucking a bruise into it.

“Please what, baby?” He asks, kissing down the column of your throat and making quick work of your shirt so he can bury his face in your chest.

“More” is all you can choke out as his mouth wraps around your nipple.

Your panties are next to go, his hands eager to get rid of them. He’d dreamed of this.

He runs a finger down your folds, letting his digit get coated by your wetness. He switches nipples as he pushes his first finger into you.

“Oh fuckkk” you drawl, hips bucking at the welcomed intrusion. He chuckles adding another finger, and he grunts at how tight you are.

“So fucking right; even just around my fingers” he breathes finally coming up from your tits to kiss your mouth. His lips were soft but you could feel the strength behind them. He lead and you followed.

“…be even tighter around your cock” you pull away from the kiss breathlessly and Peter takes out his fingers to gently smack your pussy.

“I can only imagine” he quips and you reach your hands up tangle in his thick hair,

“Don’t imagine it, fuck me” you tilt your face up to kiss him again. It’s all tongue and teeth as Peter kicks down his pants and boxers.

“Anything you want baby”

And then he’s pushing his hard cock into you. Your back arches, and Peters arms reach under you to pull you as close to him as possible.

He thrusts sharply, dick reaching the deepest parts of you. Your nipples rub against his bare chest, the sound of skin slapping skin echos through the room.

You can barely catch your breath at how good everything feels, and your toes curl as you feel your orgasm approaching.

“Cum for me Y/N” he hums, pressing his lips yours and you struggle to kiss him back as your high washes over you.

Your hips jerk in pleasure, walls contracting around him and bringing him to his own peak. He fills you up, grunting you name as he spills inside of you.

Peter breathes heavily, burying his face in your neck as you both come down.

So much for boundaries.

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this is the most different thing I’ve ever written, let me know if y’all want more like this just tryna to ease my way into some darker stuff!

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So High

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: smut, smoking!!!

Your fellow avenger and friend Peter hears you coughing in your room, of course the superhero in him had to come make sure you were alright

Eyes closed in pure relaxation, music playing from your tv and a blunt burning your hand; you think this must be the closest thing to heaven on Earth there is.

You take another pull, coughing a bit at the burn in your throat. But it’s worth it to experience the way the music sounds especially beautiful to your ears right now. To have all the anxiety of the day melt away just from inhaling.

You smile to yourself, hitting the blunt again and once again coughing. Fuck, you gotta take a smaller hit you reprimand yourself internally with a giggle, but you quickly go silent at the sound of approaching footsteps.

You scramble to hide your lighter and all other evidence of your recreational drug use as you hear a knock on your door.

“Y/N, you’ve been coughing all night; are you okay? Do you have a cold?”

You almost sigh in relief at the sound of Peter Parker’s concerned voice from behind your door.

“Is something burning? Y/N, open up!” He calls impatiently now and you cover your mouth at his naiveness. For a genius he sure could be slow.

He must’ve finally put two and two together when he exclaims, “oh my god! are you smoking weed?” just pushing open your door at this point and you gasp.

“Geez, Peter are you gonna announce it to the whole compound? Shut the door!” You whisper yell.

He steps in and closes the door behind him, making himself right at home in your bed.

“Ummm, I did not say for you to get in my bed Pete! I’m having a….self care night.” You explain and he rolls his eyes.

“Wow, what if I wanted to join your smoke sesh?” He asks almost too seriously and you raise an eyebrow.

“Since when does Spider-Man smoke weed?”

“I like to drink. But sometimes with my spider senses, I don’t like how being drunk makes me feel. But a joint every now then helps me relax” he shrugs. You can’t help but soften at the somewhat personal confession. Of course the team were all pretty close, but its hard to talk about how your powers and obligations can affect you.

You pull the blunt out again, handing it to him with a suggestive wiggle of your eyebrows. You grab the lighter and he takes it too.

The glow of the flame illuminates his face for a moment and you watch him as he takes his first pull. You’re still high, and can’t help but study him. The way his big hands looked holding the lighter. How pretty his hair was.

He smirks when he catches you staring.

“Take a picture Y/N, it’ll last longer” he jokes

as he exhales. Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes.

He passes the blunt back to you.

“Why do you smoke?” He asks, his soft brown eyes watching you with care.

You shrug, in similar fashion to him.

“I dunno, why does anyone? I like being high”

Peter laughs a little, “That’s why I like you….”

You don’t don’t know why those five words have such an effect on you.

“You like me?” You can’t help but ask, feeling incredibly dumb afterwards.

Peter shifts to be closer to you, “I really do actually. When I heard you coughing, I was gonna try to swoop in and take care of you in your hour of need. But this even better, and I’m glad you’re not sick” he confesses.

And your stuck with a silly grin, body buzzing from THC and excitement alike.

He reaches out a hand to grab the blunt from you, and you expect him to to take another hit. Instead he ashes it and places it on the nightstand.

He leans forward, “I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow you’re even prettier when you’re high” his voice whispers, a little gruffer now.

And he meant every word. The way your eyes got lower every time you took a puff had his dick already half hard. And fuck, he wanted to commit the smell of you to memory.

“Maybe it’s the weed…” you giggle, “…but I really wanna fuck you”

Peter feels his body go into overdrive at your words, every fiber of his being telling him to fill you up right then.

“Is it just the weed?” He hums, placing a hand on your thigh, thumb stroking the exposed skin there. You shake your head, climbing into his lap and his hands immediately relocate to your waist.

“Nah, I’ve wanted to fuck your for a while actually Spider-Boy” you tease, rocking your hips against him and he pulls you even tighter.

“It’s Spider-Man” he corrects you before finally pressing his lips to yours. You kiss him back like it’s the last the last thing you’d ever do, his mouth sweet from the berry fusion wrap you’d smoked. You feel yourself grow wetter with each passing second, whining against him.

“I wanna ride you” you pant, finally breaking away from the kiss and Tom groans, making quick work of both of your underwear and his own.

“Fuck, you can do anything you want” he replies and you push him back against the bed. He looked so good lying there beneath you, and you can’t can’t him inside of you fast enough.

Peter sits up on his elbows to watch you sink down on his dick, jaw going slack at feeling of your wetness squeezing him just right.

“Oh my god, Pete, I can feel you so deep” you moan once you’re finally settled and he can barely string the words together enough to speak.

“Take you shirt off, please” he grunts and you comply, pulling your top over your head slowly. Only breaking eye contact when the shirt breaks your line of vision. You can feel his dick throb inside of you as his eyes falls to your tits, wasting no time taking them in his hands and massaging.

Your hips start moving almost on their own accord at the feel of his big hands on your breasts. You take your first tentative bounce, already feeling the first traces of pleasure at the way he filled you so perfectly.

Peter’s fingers find your nipples, playing with and pinching them as you bounce harder on top of him. Your own hands steady yourself on his strong chest, continuing your movements. Something about it turned you on so much. Spider-Man himself beneath you, fucking you. Letting you use him to make yourself cum.

You feel your high approaching, hips stuttering. Peters brown curls were beginning to stick to his forehead, damp with sweat. So handsome.

He can tell you’re close, hands moving to grip your ass and help you grind against him.

“I’m so close Pete…” you whisper, voice needy and Peter plants his feet in the mattress; hips thrusting upwards to fuck up into you.

You gasp as he pounds you from below, head falling forward and you can’t even warn him before you’re coming all over his cock.

You shake above him, and Peter is mesmerized by the way you look. He pushes into you slower now, but still deep as he feels his own orgasm washing over him.

“I like getting high with you”

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in honor of the trailer love u

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Stay The Night

Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Smut ;)))) fwb!Tom, unprotected sex

You and Tom have been more than friends but less than lovers for a while now. You’re afraid of love but he wants you to stay the night….

You stretch next to Tom, sitting up in his bed. He had almost fallen asleep, but shifts when he feels you move. He wraps his arms around your waist and you sigh.

“Tom you know I have to leave..” you say, removing his hands from their grip on you. You move to grab your clothes but he stops you.

“No you don’t.”

He whispers grimly, and this was the part you dreaded every time you came over here. You and Tom had met long ago, friendship turning into something just a little more when the two of you began sneaking into one another’s beds. You knew Tom had feelings for you, and you wouldn’t deny that you felt for him too. But you wouldn’t let your heart get broken again.

Especially not by him. You’d never be able to escape the memory of him, seeing his face every time one of his movies came out and through all of your mutual friends. It was just too much.

“I want you to stay Y/N. So stay” he admits gently, taking your hand in his. You shake your head, why couldn’t he just let you leave.

“Tom, maybe we should stop seeing each other like this” you whisper, watching his face change at your words.

“Y/N, no. I don’t understand, don’t you want more than just sex? Because I do, I want you. All of you. I’m not ashamed to say that I care for you, and I know you care about me too. So why are you holding back from me; from us?”

You turn towards the man staring at you so intensely you almost melt under his gaze.

“Tom, I just can’t handle another heartbreak right now. And I value you so much as person and a friend. I don’t want to lose that.” You explain, even though something deep inside you was begging for you to just give him a chance.

“Babe, pain and heartbreak are a part of life. You can’t let fear prevent you from enjoying and experiencing new things…like maybe a relationship with me-“ he adds in with small chuckle and you smile.

“But Y/N I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make sure that you don’t get hurt”

“It’s not that simple” you argue and Tom pulls you down onto the bed.

“It could be..” he whispers, climbing on top of you. He uses your nakedness to his advantage, kissing the exposed skin of your chest. Your body shivers at the feeling of his lips on your skin, eyes falling shut when he takes your nipple into his mouth. His tongue rolls over the hard bud and you shiver.

“Tom…” you murmur his name and he looks up at you.

“Just let me take care of you” his voice washes over you, words twisting something deep in your core.

He slides down, breathe fanning over the most sensitive part of you.

His licks up your folds, pausing and sucking when he gets to your clit. You squeal and reach down to grab his hair, still sensitive from your previous activities.

You tug at his hair and he hums, your hips jerking at the vibration it sends through your core. Toms hands caress yours sides before gripping your wriggling hips to keeps you in place.

“Stay still and let me taste you darling” he whispers, breath fanning over your wet pussy and you can’t help but whimper.

“Be a good girl so I can put my fingers in, you gonna stay still for me?” He asks and you nod because how could you say no to anything he asked when he looked so fucking good between your legs.

He leans forward and kisses your clit when you nod, letting go of you with one of his hands. You can feel the tip of his finger at your hole and you put all your effort into being still as he slides one of his long fingers inside of you. He quickly adds another, curling the long digits as he pumps them in and out.

“Fuck, Tom!” You cry out, eyes shut in pleasure.

You feel that tug low in your belly as he works you open.

“Doing such a good job for me baby” he praises you before attaching his mouth back to your pussy. Your toes curl as your orgasm hits you, unable to stop the way your body shakes as you cum on Toms face.

Tom keeps his mouth on you through the whole thing and you have to push his head away when you finally come down.

You’re still trying to catch your breath when Tom comes up to look at you,

“I want you, more than this” Tom reminds you with a kiss, you feel drunk on him.

His soft hair tickles your forehead and his hands come up to cup your face. The weight of him on top you feels so right and everything in that moment was bliss.

You were scared of getting hurt, but if you could have more moments like this? Then you knew trying with Tom would be worth it.

“I want you too Tom…” you tell him, wrapping your arms around him “…let’s try”

“Thank you…” was all he whispered, lining himself up with your entrance.

Your head falls backwards the second he pushes into you, nails digging into his shoulders. He fucks you like he has something to prove, his sharp, deep thrusts hitting all the right spots.

“Fuck babe!” You moan out when he pushes one of your legs up and your toes curl at the new angle.

You finally gather yourself enough to look up at him, body glistening with sweat and face contorted in pleasure. You can’t help but moan at sight, boosting Toms ego.

“You look so pretty. Looking up at me while I fuck you” he grunts, pounding you even harder now. You wrap both your legs around his waist, feeling yourself grow close. The brunette reaches down to rub your clit and then your orgasm is washing over you.

“I’m gonna cum Y/N” Tom pants, and you clench your walls around him.

“Cum for me Tommy ” you hum, voice completely sexed out before licking his earlobe and he’s done for.

Toms hips stutter as he spills into you and you rock your hips against him until he’s finished.

He catches his breath, looking at you with a smile.

“Did you mean what you said?” He asks and you nod sleepily.

“I did, but can we talk about it in the morning? I’m tired” you giggle and Tom moves to get off of you but you pull him back down. He settles on top of you with a grin.

“So your staying?”

“I’m gonna stay, Tom”

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Homecoming (T.H Imagine)

A/N : I was gonna do a Christmas kinda of imagine but I’ve been seeing too much of that around and I wanted to stay away from it.

Warnings : literally just one swear word

Today was the day. Your boyfriend was coming home today after months of filming and you couldn’t be more excited. You got up and was greeted by Tessa who was jumping around and licking your face. Tom had left you with the responsibility of taking care of Tessa cause he didn’t want you to be alone while he was gone. He also loved the relationship you had with Tessa. You fell in love with Tessa and she seems to love you as well.

After Tessa had calmed down, you heard your phone ring with a picture of Tom that you had taken during one of his first scenes as Spiderman. “Hey Spiderboy”, you tease knowing he hates that nickname. “Hi darlin’ and it’s Spiderman by the way”, he corrected you. “Yeah yeah whatever”, you giggle, “So what time’s your flight?” “I’m actually gonna board soon so I should be home just after noon”, he informs you.

“Oh okay then”, you say getting out of bed and making your way to the kitchen. “Do you have everything?”, making sure he hasn’t left anything behind. “Yes love.” “All of your clothes?” “Yes.” “Passport?” “Yes Y/N.” “Harrison?” “Yes, Harrison’s here.” “Hi Y/N!”, Harrison yells into the phone. “Hey Harrison”, you yell back.

“I tried to sneak out of the hotel room before he got up but turns out he was doing thing same thing! Can you believe this little twat was gonna leave me!?”, Tom says dramatically. “Noooo! Really!?”, you gasp sarcastically. “Haha very funny, anyway we’re about to get in the plane so I’ll see you soon”, he says. “I can’t wait”, you say excitedly. “I really miss you love, I can’t wait to come home”, he says sincerely. “I miss you too Tommy, I can’t wait for you to finally be home”, you reply with the same amount of sincerity. “Oh would you give it a rest!? You’re gonna see each other in a couple of hours!”, Harrison says dramatically. “SHUT UP HARRISON!”, both you and Tom yell at Harrison. “I’ll see you soon darlin’, I love you” “I love you too Tom”, you say before you hang up.

“Right, are you hungry Tess”, you say looking down at her. She barks in response as if she understood what you said so you grab her bowl and fill it up with her food and replace her water from last night with fresh water. You decide to take this opportunity to eat as well. You make yourself a nice bowl of cereal and turn on your favourite series.

As the day progresses, you get ready to go pick Tom up from the airport. You shower and get dressed in a comfy pair of jeggings, one of Tom’s cozy sweaters and pair it with some white converse. You throw your hair up in a loose ponytail with minimal amount of make-up. Just some mascara and lipstick and you’re ready to go.

You decided to take Tessa along with you cause you know Tom was probably missing her like crazy and you wanted to surprise him. Tom texted you to let you know that he had landed but was stuck waiting for his luggage. You and Tess waited patiently but as soon as Tessa had spotted Tom, she started barking and running toward him. Tom’s head turned in the direction of Tessa and he had the biggest smile on his face when he saw her running to him. He dropped his luggage as Tessa leaped onto him almost knocking him over. She started to lick all over his face, she probably missed him as much as he missed her.

After their moment was over, Tom walked over to you with a silly grin on his face and grabbed you into his embrace. He nuzzled his face in the crook of you neck as you did the same whilst breathing in his scent. He pulled back slightly to look at you, “I missed you.” “I missed you too.”

He bend down slightly and kissed you passionately. It was the kind that sucked all the breath out of you but always left you wanting more. You both pulled back breathless and rested your foreheads against each other.

“Hey, hate to ruin the moment but I kinda wanna go home so if you guys could just hurry this up. That would be great, thanks”, Harrison said with a goofy smile and a thumbs up. “Fuck off Harrison”, Tom mumbled as he kissed you again.

“Tom, I love you but what on earth are you wearing?”, you ask looking at his new coat. “I know, I told him it was horrendous but divy div div over here didn’t wanna listen to me”, Harrison said making his way over to greet you with a hug. “Hey! Stop hating on the coat. I think it looks pretty cool”, Tom said defending his coat. “Well I think it looks like an ugly sweater”, you tease. “Like an ugly sweater in coat form”, Harrison added.

“Just shut up both of you and let’s go home”, Tom said taking your hand in his. “Thanks for bringing Tessa love”, he whispered quietly in you ear. “Oh it’s okay, I figured you probably missed her alot” “I did. I also missed you alot”, he nudged your face with his nose causing you to blush a little. “I love you”, he said kissing you cheek. “I love you too Spiderman.”

T.H Imagine

Imagine dating Tom and him taking care of you while you’re on your period. (Pt.2)

The routine :

Your boyfriend of 2 years, Tom Holland, had just gotten home after finishing up Chaos Walking and usually you been be over the moon but you’ve been feeling off over the past couple of days due to your period.

You were currently lying on the couch reading one of your favourite books when you feel Tom lay between your legs and put his head of your tummy causing you flinch slightly at the contact.

“You alright darlin’?”, Tom asks sweetly. “Yeah I’m fine”, you answer rather bluntly instantly feeling bad because you know it’s your mood swings taking over. But Tom didn’t really take notice and just adjusted himself before falling asleep on you.

Your eye flutter open when you feel Tom shifting around. You notice that you’re no longer on the couch but in your bed. You must have fallen asleep on couch and Tom took it upon himself to bring you to bed.

“Morning sleepy head”, Tom says noticing you’re awake, “I went out and got some stuff for you while you were asleep.” “Stuff.. what stuff?”, you ask abit confused by what he meant.

“Look, just cause I’m not around all the time, doesn’t mean I don’t notice things or that I forget things. I noticed how you’ve been acting off the past couple of days and I figured it must have been your period. Either that or you’re just not that happy to see me”, he joked. You laughed but the movement caused your tummy to ache again.

“Here”, Tom said handing you a hot water bottle with a fluffy pink cover over it, “I thought you might need this.” “Thank you”, you smile slightly. “I also got some chocolate, ice cream and just basically junk. Oh! I also found this!”, he said jumping out of bed to get something out of the packet. “Look!”, he said holding up a mini Spiderman costume, “I saw this and instantly pictured Tessa in it. I’ll being her around later snd we can try this on her.” You laughed at his foolishness wondering how you managed to deserve this gem of a boyfriend.

“What? Do I have something on my face?”, he asked noticing that you’ve been staring at him. “Nope, just admiring you and wondering what I did to deserve a wonderful boyfriend like you”, you say honestly. “Aw stop, you’re making me blush”, he says holding his cheeks.

“Anything for you love”, he says on a more serious note. “Anything?”, you raise your eyebrow at his previous statement. “Anything”, he smiles proudly. “Cuddles?”, you say as you hold your arms out in the air knowing he can’t resist. “Of course princess”, he climbs in bed and adjust himself so that he facing you with his arm around your waist.

He takes his free hand and nuzzles it in your hair and he massaged your head and occasionally places soft kisses on your forehead as you sleep.

You’re the Spiderman! Pt.1 (P.P Imagine)

Summary : You’re Peter Parker’s best friend and you find out he’s Spiderman. Inspired by the scene where Ned found out about Peter being Spiderman.

It’s a regular school day at the Midtown School of Science and Technology and you’re getting ready for the first period of the day when you see your best friend, Peter Parker, at his locker down the hall.

You and Peter have been best friends since kindergarten when Flash kicked sand in your sandwich and Peter shared his lunch with you.

“Join me and together we shall build my Lego Death Star!”, I say holding a piece over his shoulder. “No way! How many pieces?”, he says, closing his locker and making his way to class.

“Dude, 4000 pieces! You wanna meet at your place after school and get started?”, I ask hopefully. “I’m sorry, I can’t. I have th-” “the Stark Internship”, I interrupt, “I know. Okay! How about this, I’ll get started and I’ll come over later and we can finish it together.”

“Yeah , yeah. Sure”, he replies as he drifts away in his thoughts. Ever since he started this Stark Internship, I barely ever see him anymore. I thought the Lego Death Star would allow me to see more often cause I remember how excited we both were to build it together but even this doesn’t get him away from the internship for a while. But being his best friend, I have to be supportive of his decisions even if I hardly ever get to see I guess.

*Later in the day*

“Mum, I’m leaving!”, I yell as I grab my jacket. “Where are you going?”, she yells in response from the kitchen. “Going to Peter’s”, I tell her. “Okay, don’t be late for dinner honey! And be careful!”. “Okay mum!”, I yell as I make my way out of my house to go to Peter’s house.

I get to Peter’s apartment and knock on the door before letting myself in. Peter and I have been in and out of each other’s houses so often, it’s like we have two homes. But I still knock on the door, out of habit I guess.

“Hey Aunt May!”, I greet her with a smile. “Hi sweetheart”, she says returning the smile, “here for Peter?”, she asks with a cheeky smile. “Erm, yeah. We were supposed to finish our Lego model today.” “I think he’s in his room but I would knock first, you know how he can be about his privacy”, she says making a weird face.

I laugh in response and walk over to Peter’s room. I knock before opening the door to reveal nothing. Peter wasn’t even home. I guess he’s still out at the Stark Internship. Does Aunt May know that Peter isn’t home? I brush it off and start assembling the Logo Death Star.

Time goes by so fast, I don’t even notice it’s dark intil I hear someone open the window.

I look towards the window and notice that someone is opening it from outside. I watch as this person crawls in and closes the window. Once they come into the light I see that this person is Spiderman!

Spiderman is in Peter’s room! Why is he even in Peter’s room? What is he doing here? Is there some kind of emergency? So many thoughts ran through my mind as I see him crawl on the ceiling. Then he removes his mask and drops it on the floor next to me.

My body freezes. Peter is Spiderman! Spiderman is Peter! What is even going on!? I watch his shoot a web at the door closing it slowly before returning to the ground.

The Logo Death Star I’ve been working on for the past couple hours slips out of my hands and collides with the floor. My eyes meet Peter’s anxious eyes as I see the pure shock in his face.

“What was that?”, Aunt May asks from the kitchen. “Erm, nothing!”, Peter stumbles in his shocked state.

“You’re the Spiderman!”

T.H Imagine

Imagine dating Tom Holland and him taking care of you while you’re on your period. (Pt.1)

The first time:

You woke up this morning to be greeted by bloody sheets and unbearable back and tummy aches. You groan and get out of bed to get yourself and your sheets cleaned.

You couldn’t decide on what to eat for breakfast as everything just made you wanna throw up so you opted for hot chocolate to ease your chocolate cravings.

You just put on an episode of Friends, your phone lit up with your boyfriend’s picture on the screen. “Hey darlin’, how are you?”, he answered happily. “Hey love, I’m good”, you lied as you were suffering with horrible period cramps. “So I was wondering”, he continued, “do you maybe wanna hang out today? I was thinking we take Tessa for walk and go get some lunch”, he suggested.

As much as you wanted to see your boyfriend and his adorable dog, you’d much rather stay home. You weren’t the ‘going out while on your period’ type. You were more of a ‘stay at home and curl up in a ball whilst eating chocolate’ type. But Tom didn’t know that, you two had just started dating a couple weeks ago and this was the first time you had your period whilst dating him and you weren’t quite sure how to tell him about it.

“Erm, I don’t think I’m up for it Tom”, you said hoping he wouldn’t be upset about it. “Uh, okay… Is everything okay?”, he asked quite concerned. “Yeah, no. Everything’s fine. I’m just feeling abit under the weather I guess”, you said instantly feeling bad about making excuses. “Do you want me to bring you anything? Like do you need anything?”, he asked genuinely concerned. “No, I’m fine, thank you. I’m just gonna hang out here for today. I’ll see you tomorrow okay?”, you said hopefully. “Yeah totally, just call me if you need anything”, he said unintentionally making you feel bad. “I will, thank you Tom”, you said as you hung up.

You don’t remember how you fell asleep on you couch but you did and you were woken up by someone knocking on your door. You groan in pain as you lift yourself of the couch and make you way to the door.

You open it to reveal none other than Tom standing at your door with a bunch of different bags in his hands.

“Hi!”, he said with a huge grin, “ I know you said you were feeling under the weather and you didn’t wanna do anything today so I brought the fun to you”, he said. You smiled at his goofiness and stepped aside to let him in.

“I bought McDonald’s, I know that’s your favourite. I also got some ice cream, cookies and cream flavour and peanut butter flavour and I brought some movies”, he smiled at you.

You didn’t know how to respond to this kind gesture so you just walked up to him and hugged him for a long and as tight and you could. “What was that for?”, he smiled while still holding you around your waist. “For being the best boyfriend a girl could ask for”, you smiled as you went up on your tippy toes and placed a peck on his lips. “Well, what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I let my girlfriend sit at home by herself when she wasn’t feeling well?”, he smiled and kissed your cheek.

You decided you felt comfortable enough to tell him what was really going on. “Well, you see. The truth is that I actually have my period with is why I didn’t wanna go out today”, you confessed. “Oh, I see. Why didn’t you tell me this earlier love?”, he asked. “I just didn’t feel comfortable telling you about you cause it’s kind of embarrassing. I know it sounds stupid but I didn’t know how to tell you when even I don’t feel comfortable around myself when I have it.”

“Darlin’, it doesn’t sound stupid. I totally understand. I know I would hate it if I had gotten my period”, he joked.

The both of you spent the rest of the day under the blanket, eating all the goodies Tom had bought and watching movies.

You eventually fell asleep cuddled up against Tom whilst he massaged your back to ease you of your pain.

A/N : This was supposed to have a series of scenarios however I just started writing and it became too long so I will be posting it as different parts of a series. Lots of love✌❤