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◜ 🎒 ◞ cotton spider ↪︎ peter parker

peter parker x gn!reader. miscommunication. oneshot. lowercase intended. established relationship. || 0.5k words

summary; you’ve always loved your stuffed spiderman doll like your own son, but you’ve never shown peter because.. well, he is spiderman. nothing can get past someone with radioactive blood though.

no different from your usual friday nights, you were aimlessly flitting through the seemingly endless pages of homework you’d been set for the week. you sighed, rubbing your tired eyes, and promised yourself you’d do it tomorrow.

you groan into the pillow, and reach for the blur of scarlet you could see from the corner of your eyes. “what should i do, spiderman?” you say to it, as if it were a friend. you supposed, in some ways, it was, but it mostly functioned as something to throw at walls when your frustration got the better of you. poor spidey.. you think, and kiss his imaginary injuries better.

you get the sense that stuffed spiderman is telling you to go to the kitchen for some food, so you agree with him, and bring him down with you. “what do you spiders even eat..?” you say, thinking back to peter’s huge lunches, fuelled by his hyper-fast metabolism.

you reach for a cupcake from a four-pack you bought recently and place spiderman on the counter. “don’t look at me like that..” you say, returning his stare. “spiders don’t eat cupcakes.”

you take a bite of the pink-frosted cupcake, relishing in the sweet taste. god, you could not get enough of this. vanilla is too good.

glancing over to spiderman, you ask, “would another one hurt?” spiderman obviously agrees with you. “good choice.” you take another cupcake and bring spiderman back to your room, but before you can even think of eating your second cupcake, a tall figure stands in the door.

“y/n!!”

peter?

you blink, and suddenly realise you’re holding a stuffed animal version of your boyfriend, so you naturally scramble to shove it under your pillow.

“haha…” you laugh, trying to act natural, “hey peter!”

peter sees through you. maybe it’s his tingle? “what was that?” he asks, suspicious. stupid tingle.

you try diverting the conversation, “cupcake?” you smile saccharinely, but your skin crawled with irritation at the fact that it was your cupcake. desperate times call for desperate measures, you suppose.

“ooh!” peter exclaims, “yes please—“ he grins, taking your offer, before realising your cunning trick worked on him.

you try to seem calm, though your nervous fiddling seems to catch peter’s attention.

“y/n.” he says, matter of factly, “you’re not cheating on me, are you?”

your eyes widen with shock, “what!? no, oh my god.” you rush out, trying desperately to assure him of your innocence.

“then— what do you have to hide?” he grimaces, “y/n/n… are you looking at… you know..”

you gasp, grabbing your pillow and thwacking him across the head, scandalised. he lets out a surprised yelp, but he notices the plush that you had hidden.

“oh my god…” he mutters, before howling with laughter. you realise your mistake, and go bright red, hiding your hands in your face.

“stop laughing!!” you protest, throwing the pillow at him once again.

“ow—!” he cries, but his grin remains the same. his lips quirk even further upwards before he asks, “how long have you had him..?”

you pout, sending him an evil look. “you’re making fun of me.”

“i’m not—!” he counters, but the fact he’s doubled over with laughter tells a different story.

you grab spiderman, and pat his head. “spidey doesn’t like being made fun of.”

peter’s expression morphs into one of incredulity, and he raises an eyebrow at you. “spidey?”

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◜ 🌨️ ◞ snow angel ↪︎ james potter

james potter x gn!reader. fluffy oneshot. lowercase intended. established relationship. || 0.5k words

summary ; you’ve always hated the cold, but james’ snowball fights make the winter something to look forward to.

waking up across from the blazing common room fire had become a norm for you over the past few weeks; the chill of the biting winter air had stolen hours of sleep from you already, and so bringing a blanket and a pillow down to the common room each night was a quick, non-magical fix.

this morning was no different, except from the huge pile of snow on your lap. what? as you wake yourself up, yawning loudly and scrubbing roughly at the sleep in your eyes, you couldn’t help but notice a certain someone standing over your waking form with an all-too-telling grin on his face.

james.

as you stand up and shake the snow off of your blanket with an unamused grumble, you could hear his poorly stifled snickers. you look over to him, an irritated look plastered onto your face.

“what?” he smiles innocently, cocking his head, his stupid, stupid curls flopping over his head.

“don’t act like you don’t know, potter,” you reply grouchily, throwing some of the remaining snow at his smug face.

james yelps, running to the dorm’s entrance to get away from your fierce attack, but his stuck-up attitude remains untouched, “don’t know what?” he giggles to himself, trying to suppress his widening grin.

you shoot him an unimpressed look, before your sour expression morphs into one of mischief. you hear him mutter an, oh no, before you scoop a great heap of snow into your freezing, snow covered hands, and mould it into something resembling a sphere. you hastily throw on your slippers and chase him out the common room.

you and james laugh yourselves breathless until you reach the courtyard outside. still in stitches, you throw the snowball at james, hitting him square in the chest.

“come here you—!” he shouts, chasing after you with his own snowball.

you shriek, running away from him, but still getting hit anyways. really, what did you expect from the quidditch captain?

you two fight like this back and forth, but eventually the exhaustion catches up to you both, and you collapse tiredly onto the snow beneath your feet, huffing and panting.

“snow angels?” james grins, creating his impression in the snow.

you smile widely at the suggestion, soon following suit.

“look,” he begins, beaming, “we’re angels.” he draws a small heart between the snow angels, and writes a J into the heart. he gestures for you to write your own initial in the snow, and of course you do, unable to resist his sentimentality.

he looks over at you, his face glowing pink from the cold, his breath visible in the air. “you’re my snow angel,” he professed.

your cheeks turn a similar shade, but from the profuse blush spreading across your face. “james..” you begin, your heart melting to goo, juxtaposing beautifully with the cold, winter air.

he shushes you gently, and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, but before you could return the favour, you’re pelted with yet another snowball, though not from james this time, rather a grumpy, tired, sirius.

“get a room!”

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me !

iris ! ⇋ i’m fifteen!! i’m from england & i ♡ cats!! i hope to go into languages when i’m older, and i’m a gemini! i love to write, and listen to music!! my fav kpop groups are seventeen, ive, txt, and viviz.

interests ! ⇋ reading - classics, dystopia, fantasy. marvel. k-pop. breaking bad. you. the office. skins. aouad. teen wolf. gossip girl. friday night dinner. true crime.

artists ! ⇋ ive. seventeen. txt. viviz. nct. skz. nwjns. shinee. astro. wave to earth. cas. radiohead. boa. david bowie. queen. mitski. tv girl. tame impala. the smiths. eminem.

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୨୧ nsfw, omegaverse, agere/littles/age play, abuse, hybrids, cheating, big age gap, real person fiction

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୨୧ mcu, harry potter, percy jackson/heroes of olympus, the hunger games, maze runner, brooklyn 99

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🩰 ⃕ iris ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

she prns fifteen 09 jun 4w3 intj-t true neutral gemini english. liz’s no.1 fanpage. peter parker x me 4liferz.

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