#soft!peter

[samazing0831]

Jealousy Sparks a Confession - Peter Parker x Reader

Peter Parker x Reader

Peter never told you how he felt - until he saw you on a date with someone else. Jealousy forces a confession, and you're not sure whether to believe him... not until he finally tells you everything, including the biggest secret he's ever kept. Now he has one chance to prove his love is real. Rooftop hotdogs, awkward truths, and a kiss under the city lights - can Spider-Man make things right before it's too late?

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The bell above the café door jingled as Peter stepped inside, but the warmth of the space didn't reach him.

He shouldn't have been here. He shouldn't have followed you.

But he had.

And now, staring at the back of the coffee shop with his hands shoved in his hoodie pockets, Peter watched you laugh - really laugh - across the table from someone who wasn't him. Someone who didn't flake on plans, who didn't vanish for days at a time with nothing but a vague apology and bruised knuckles as an excuse.

You weren't his. He had no claim. He'd never said a word about how he felt. But as he watched you push your hair behind your ear and lean into conversation with a smile he hadn't seen in weeks, something burned in his chest.

Jealousy.

He didn't mean to interrupt - but the moment the guy got up for the restroom, Peter's feet were already moving.

"Didn't know you were seeing someone," he said, trying to sound casual as he approached your table.

Your eyes widened in surprise. "Peter? What are you doing here?"

"Just passing by." A lie. "Didn't realize you were dating."

Your expression shifted, wary. "I was on a date, yeah."

"And?" The question escaped before he could stop it.

You tilted your head. "And what?"

Peter rubbed the back of his neck, guilt already starting to gnaw at him. "You shouldn't be with him."

There was a pause.

"Excuse me?"

"He's not right for you," Peter said quickly, stumbling over his words. "You deserve-"

You cut him off with a quiet, disbelieving laugh. "Are you serious right now?"

"I know I don't have the right to say anything," Peter said, voice tight. "But seeing you with him - seeing anyone with you - I just..."

You crossed your arms. "You just what, Peter?"

He stared at you, heart racing. And then, with a breathless kind of courage, he took the leap.

"I love you."

The silence that followed was deafening.

You blinked. "You don't get to do this."

"What?"

"You don't get to ignore me for weeks, make me feel invisible, and then drop this on me the second I start moving on."

Peter stepped forward. "I didn't mean-"

"Do you even mean it?" you asked, your voice trembling. "Or do you just hate the idea of someone else loving me when you're too scared to?"

"I mean it," he whispered.

You searched his face for the truth. And when you found it - hidden behind guilt and fear and longing - you took a breath and said, "Then prove it."

Peter froze. "I - I don't know how."

"Then figure it out," you snapped. "Because I'm done playing guessing games. Either prove it, or I'm walking away."

Peter's voice cracked. "I know I've screwed up. I know I can't make this easy. But I love you. And I don't want to lose you."

"One condition," you said, your voice soft but stern. "If you want a second chance, you tell me the truth. No more disappearing, no more dodging questions. You want me? Be honest with me."

Peter hesitated - then nodded.

"I'm Spider-Man," he said, the words falling like stones.

You stared at him, stunned. "Peter - why didn't you tell me sooner? You think I can't take care of myself? I live in New York, I've been taking self-defense longer than I've had a driver's license."

He laughed, relieved and still breathless. "Okay, fair point. You're probably tougher than me."

You crossed your arms, but your expression softened. "So, what now?"

He smiled, tentative but hopeful. "Now? Now I take you on a date. And I start making up for every time I let you down."

A short while later, you sat together on a rooftop, sharing a stolen hotdog and the city skyline. The lights of New York shimmered below you, but Peter only had eyes for you.

"So," he asked, nudging your knee, "does this make up for some of the damage?"

You smiled, leaning into his side. "Almost."

He grinned. "Guess that means I've got some wooing to do."

Then, you teased, "Well, you could kiss me. That'd probably seal the deal."

Peter flushed, but leaned in anyway, brushing his lips against yours in a kiss that said all the things he never could. It was warm, tender, and real.

When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours. "That was definitely the icing on the cake. Do I get full points now?"

You laughed, your voice soft. "Yeah, Peter. Perfect date."

He beamed. "So... you're still up for dating your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man?"

You nodded. "Trust me, Pete. I'm right here."

Peter squeezed your hand, smiling like a man who'd finally found his way home.

[popipopipopipopipo000]

Inspired by @ciricearts ‘ jason drawing w that frame from challengers.

I literally locked in here ik its just a sketch but i was so focused i needed to get it OUT OF MY BRAIN!!!!

[in-som-niyah]

i want a gentle jason

Jason who kisses his way up your body when you're coming down from your high. He whispers a hushed 'you okay ma?' in your ear because he cares

Jason who cleans you up with a soft towel against your delicate skin with eyes burning with just how much he loves you

Jason who will shower with you if you're up for it, constantly kissing your neck, your shoulders, anywhere his bitten lips could reach as his hands lovingly spread suds around your body

Jason who brings you a warmed and fluffy towel and wraps you up in it, making you look like the most adorable burrito he's ever seen

Jason who rubs you down with expensive oils, creams and butters, making sure your skin stays soft for the next time he's itching to devour you

Jason who helps you back into your (his) comfy clothes, while whispering all of the million and one reasons he'll love you forever

Jason who massages your hips, back and thighs, while also smoothing his lips over his previous bites he left on your heated skin and maybe leaving some more

Jason who rubs firm and gentle circles into your lower tummy, the place where he felt his length protruding from mere minutes ago, to soothe the ache he must have left

Jason who kisses you to sleep with his limbs wound tightly around you, mentally praying for your touch to never leave him

Jason who leaves your sleeping body only to make you breakfast the next morning: french toast with fluffy pancakes with syrups and jams of your choice

Jason who battles with his own mind about his self worth and weather or not you should be with someone better. But he would rather (literally) die than have you thinking the same. You're perfect. End of story.

Jason who would burn the whole world down if misfortune ever dared to reveal itself to you. Nothing will ever hurt you. Nothing will ever stop him from looking down and seeing those bright, sparkling eyes and sheepish smile. He swears on his next grave.

[2014-is-back]

🥑.🌲💚🔫🐍🌿🍃

[whumpypepsigal]

The Night Agent s02e03: “You’re safe. You’re okay, you’re okay.”

[not-so-stranger]

regulus has freckles, a few on his lips. remus has lower back dimples. james has a slightly crooked nose & worry lines between his eyebrows. peter has a gap in his teeth. sirius has heterochromia.

that is all.

[slowdiscco]

Jesus Christ looks like me

[devilwearsdi0r]

showing off my tate and violet hoodie >ᴗ<!!

[wwrenwrites]

Hyper Independence

Therapist: Y/N, do you find it difficult to rely on Jason?

Y/N: A bit-

Jason: Lies

Y/N: What?

Jason: You walk into the street while using your phone all the time without looking because you assumed I'd stop you

Y/N: But you do !

Jason: You forget your wallet at home because you assumed I had mine

Wren: Okay, that was once—

Jason: You also stared at me in the car while ago and did not move from your seat. Waiting for me to open the door for you.

Y/N *mumbling*: …. That’s valid though

Therapist *smiling a bit more*: Interesting

[livingde4ddoll]

[underscorecip]

Warm up doodle inspired by a scene from @misanopiaa's wonderful fic

[icyfox17]

<3

1/2

[popipopipopipopipo000]

Sweet dreams🪽🩸

Sleepy Jason i did a while ago teehee i wanted to draw him w bed hair

[sillywizardfrog]

18.03.25

Quiet mornings

[2014-is-back]

🖤🗡️🌸.Soft November ?

[yeesandhaws]

i freaking love the lotr movies because you see a plethora of photos that look like they'd be those "lotr actor au" type things except IT'S NOT AN AU. THEY LITERALLY HAVE THE SWEETEST AND MOST TENDER THINGS CAPTURED ON CAMERA.

THOSE MOVIES WERE FILMED AND FORGED STRONG BONDS BETWEEN THE ACTORS AND CREW AND HORSES ON SET.

AND WE CAN SEE THE CAST BEING SILLY AND GOOFY IN AND OUT OF COSTUME

and yeah anyways i think about that a lot whenever i feel sad because then i get a lil serotonin boost from the bts-of-lotr photos

(this really was our fellowship of the ring ahh trilogy)