#tasm peter parker masterlist

[reidslovely]

Ever Since...Queens. (Mob! Peter Parker)

Pairing: Mob! Peter Parker x Fem! Reader.

Requested: Yes based on this request here

Description: Peter Parker when rushed into position of bossman, he thought finding the love of his life like his uncle would be easy. Three girls, three different stories until he realized she had been in front of him all along. 

Content Warnings: Peter is really vain in the beginning like any teenage boy is. Nothing really outside of this, mentions of murder? Nothing descriptive. 

AN: Written a little different than my other stuff, and a little rushed...still hope you enjoy <3

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Love was always a complicated thing for Peter.

As much of a man Peter had to be, on the inside for a long time he was still the teenager he was when he was thrusted into the position. When Peter was rushed into the role of boss he had to look around and decide where his life was going to go from here. At seventeen years old he had to decide who he was going to marry, and how to keep what Ben had built. It wasn’t as easy as Ben made it out to be, and Peter wasn’t ready to fall in love. He wasn’t even sure he knew what love felt like. It took time but, he did with the right woman.

“What do you mean you don’t think you’ve ever been in love? You and Felicia dated forever. You didn’t love her?”

Harry laughed as he sat in the leather chair by the open window summer breeze blowing into the office. Peter sat there, twisting in the chair of his uncle's office. It all still felt foreign to him. He didn’t fit, if someone had walked in here now no one would take him seriously. He was some scrawny kid sitting in a chair that looked like it could eat him whole, he felt like he was playing pretend.

“I cared for Felicia, I liked her. But I never saw myself being with her, I never saw us getting married, having kids. I didn’t even want to go to prom with her” Peter straightened up in the chair untucking his leg from under the other, staring at the wedding photo of Ben and May positioned happily in the corner. The door pushed open, May’s laughter could be heard from down below as the three girls entered the door also enjoying the older woman's joy.

“Hello girls, what can me and my very scary hitman do for you?”

“Shut up, Osborn.”

Gwen laughed, dropping herself on the couch next to Mary-Jane. The other girl was sitting on the arm of the chair, Peter had watched (Y/N) closely, how she hid herself away from her friends, always seeming a bit lost in her own thoughts. Peter caught her staring at him often and it gave him a tight, weird feeling in his chest. One he couldn’t place, sort of like anxiety.

Don’t get him wrong she was kept, and well groomed for the most part. Her hair did stick out here and there, maybe because of the heat wave going through Queens currently. Makeup was smeared slightly under her eyes like she had slept in it. Her clothes were always a bit ill fitting, like she was hiding herself. If Peter was going to pick someone, she couldn’t look like that. Let alone she needed to have some social skills, and (Y/N) did not.

Gwen’s well manicured, pink clad hand reached out for Peters, pulling his gaze away from (Y/N) and to the blonde.

“You seem lost.” She jokes, her thumb stroking over the back of his hand.

Gwen had a thing for Peter, she had since they were in middle school and Peter couldn’t lie he had enjoyed the attention she gave him.

“Never.” Peter teased back, his grin wide on his face. He took her hand in his, his thumb brushing over her dainty ones. “What are you doing this weekend?” He asked, no one in the room gasped but the tension multiplied. Watching Mary-Jane and (Y/N) traded looks, and Harry’s eyes looked as if they were going to roll out of their sockets.

“Nothing..I’m all yours.”

There that feeling was again, anxiety and had he turned his head he would have seen (Y/N) staring at the back of his head with a frown on her face.

Then like magic Gwen was all his. For four years, before she dumped him to leave for England on the day he was gonna propose.

She had begged Peter to give up the family business, to come to England with her that they could be normal. Normal sounded good to Peter, great even. However, Peter had racked up a higher kill count than anyone ever thought he would, this meant his family and friends were at risk if Peter let them out of their sights for even a minute. That’s why he didn’t go, at least that’s the reason he gave himself.

In the weeks time Gwen left Peter had found solace in (Y/N), a person he grew very close with very fast once he could get her to stop hiding in the back of their friend group.

“You’ll find some one Pete, you’re amazing! Girls throw themselves at your feet all the time.”

(Y/N) said, closing her laptop as they spoke over the phone. Peter, now twenty-one, could appreciate the way they had all changed over the years. Harry was his second hand man, he had gotten over his womanizing ways and finally chose to be serious about his life. Mary-Jane, who was going through her own rocky break-up, had finally moved out of her dad’s house and was on a small off broadway play now.

Then (Y/N).

(Y/N) had become a great friend to Peter while he was dating Gwen, mostly because she and Gwen were inseparable. She was filling out herself. Her clothes started to fit better, and she had cut a few inches off her hair keeping it from being frizzy. Yet, she didn’t want to date, Peter had even tried to set her up with Harry at one point. While she was thankful, she stated she wasn’t interested.

Shame.

“Yeah, I’d like to meet them.” Peter laughed into the phone as he stepped into the black SUV. “Give them my number and tell them to call me.” He said laying his head back.

“I’ll tell you what, why don’t we all go out tonight. Me, you, Harry and M.J. It’ll make you feel better.”

Peter thought on her words, watching people on the street pass by as he rode in the back of Miguel’s car.

“Yeah, okay. Don’t make me regret it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

There was a sadness in her voice. Peter noticed it a lot when they talked, he thought maybe she was lonely. Which is why he was always trying to set her on dates.

Peter didn’t regret going out that night. He sat in the booth at the club watching M.J. and (Y/N) dance together. The two laughed and grabbed onto each other’s shoulders as they yelled lyrics at each other, once they were a couple shots deep.

“She’s gorgeous huh?” Harry laughed. “Really filled out.”

What a weird way for Harry to talk about Mary-Jane. Mary-Jane has always been gorgeous with her soft red hair, green eyes that look at you with care and understanding. Peter had even gotten to kiss her in the school play in middle school. It was accidental, but it happened.

“Yeah, but she’s always looked like that.” Peter laughed still nursing his old fashion. Harry’s energy sat up straighter, suddenly more interested in what Peter was saying. Yeah, he’s cutting Harry off at three next time.

“Yeah? She’s always had a thing for you. You should ask her out, if..if you’re ready of course.” Peter thought for a moment, biting his inner cheek. Harry was right. Gwen was gone, she was in England and she was not coming back. As if on cue, the girls walked back. (Y/N) slid in next to Peter, and Mary-Jane next to Harry.

“What were you guys talking about?” (Y/N) asked, drinking her vodka soda. Looking up at Peter with her big puppy dog eyes. He didn’t know how to answer her, as he looked down at her.

There was that ping in his chest.

“Harry was talking to me about something and helped me realize.” Peter pulled his gaze away from (Y/N), back to Harry. There's a grin on his face no one has seen since Gwen.

“M.J. you wanna get outta here?”

M.J. looked at Peter a bit taken back, her pale cheeks flushing a red that matches her hair. “I, yeah sure.” She says grabbing her bag from the other side of Harry, rushing out of the booth. (Y/N) moved slowly out of the booth, letting Peter out, tossing enough money to cover their tab.

Had he turned around he would have seen a very sorry Harry, comforting a very upset (Y/N).

Things got in the way very quickly. Peter had to get out of New York for a while, taking May and M.J. with him. He didn’t stay in contact with anyone outside of them for their own safety. Except Harry of course, keeping everything good in New York as he worked out of the Keys for a bit.

‘A bit’ quickly turned into three years.

Mary-Jane was there through it all. Police interrogations, which Peter effortlessly outsmarted. Quick little moves they had to make, they even almost got married. Peter however, saw how much she wanted out. She longed to have a life that she didn’t feel out of control of, she longed to get back into acting. They loved each other, but he couldn’t hold her back.

They broke up once they got back to New York. There was no heartbreak in it this time, there was no denial like there was with Gwen. Maybe because a part of Peter knew he didn’t love M.J. the way he had loved Gwen. He was even learning to admit he was not ready to marry Gwen.

Everything happened to Peter for a reason. A reason he didn’t understand.

Not until he was standing outside a bookshop in the city, staring at the name printed at the bottom. His chest tightened, he wasn’t sure if it was the memories that came with the name or how proud he was. He hadn’t known she wanted to be a writer, she was always scribbling or writing in her journal for as long as he could remember. Whenever he’d ask she’d just say it was nothing important.

“Going in?” A mother asks, her daughter's hand in hers.

“Oh, yes.” Peter opened the door for them letting the mother and daughter in before him. He fixes the scarf wrapped around his neck, pulling it off his neck and into his pocket.

There she was.

Peter's heart thumped in his chest as he watched her interact with the kids. She smiles as she signs their books, and talks to them about the little bunny on the cover. He remembered the stuffed bunny she lugged around in elementary school, how Flash Thompson ripped it from her hands throwing it in a puddle. Peter remembered throwing down flash getting on top of him hitting him before grabbing the stuffed yellow rabbit from the puddle wiping it against his white shirt. The way she looked at him, was the first time he felt that tightening in his chest.

The tightening that made his heart felt like it missed a beat when she smiled at him, engulfing him in a hug as a thank you.

After all these years, he could place the feeling. It wasn't anxiety, it wasn’t regret. It was adoration taking a physical toll on his body. It explains the way his hands would shake when she’d hand him something. Now it’s all the same as he reaches the front, being the last in line.

“I don’t have a kid with me, but maybe you can sign something for an old friend.” Peter laughed, placing the book on the table.

“Peter Parker.”

They share a smile, (Y/N) stands going in for a side hug. Peter engulfed her his hands firmly on her back, holding them together. There was so much to say, but he didn’t know where to start for once. How to voice what he was feeling. (Y/N) pulled away from their hug but there was no gleam to her eye like there usually is, but she still had the same sweet smile.

She bent down to sign his copy of the book.

“Are you done here? Do you have dinner plans?” He asked. (Y/N) opened her mouth before shutting it. “I uh, don’t no. Why?”

“I thought maybe we could get dinner..as like a date.” (Y/N) looked like she had been waiting for those words all her life. (Y/N) looked up at him, and then back down at the ground.

“No, no Peter, I'm sorry.”

Everything felt like it crashed down. No, what did she mean no.

“What..why? We can do tomorrow, I just wanna take you out.”

The sigh that left her mouth disappointed Peter to an extent he hadn’t felt in a long time. Why? Had he been too late?

“Peter..had you asked three years ago, even last month I would have dropped everything and said yes in a heartbeat. I have been hopelessly, and devotedly in love with you since that day in fourth grade that you beat Flash up for me. But you never saw me, you never looked at me, and I just don't wanna be a rebound, I can’t sit here and love that you’re finally seeing me as more than the ugly duckling only to be dropped a few weeks later.”  

(Y/N) rambled her words just falling out of her mouth, Peter listened to everything she said. He stood there shocked and confused, why would she- oh.

“I gotta help clean this up Pete, but we shoul-”

“No (Y/N), it is not like that. I..please.”

He couldn’t get the words out before she was already walking away. He wasn’t giving up this time, he wasn’t going to just give up. That’s not who he was.

He cut in front of her grabbing her shoulders, eyes pleading her to look at him, to listen.

“It is not. Do you hear me, it is not that.” Peter says his hands holding her face. “It has always been you. Ever since I was that little boy in Queens, it has been you. You make me so nervous, yet so giddy. I have this ping in my chest everytime you look at me or talk to me. I just wanna be with you. Forever, for as long as you will have me. That faceless girl I see when I picture a wedding, or kids. She is you, and I see that now. I just had the chance to know you, to share my life..”

(Y/N) grabbed Peter’s face, pulling him in for a heated kiss. Something she had waited years for, Peter could tell in the way she kissed him.

“Again, Daddy, again.” The little boy in bed begs, holding the signed copy of his mothers book in his hands.

“Noooo, no more.” He laughs. “You gotta get to sleep. Big day tomorrow.” Peter kissed Benji’s head, leaving the room. He stopped by the nursery watching his wife rock their newborn daughter back to sleep. (Y/N) caught his eye, giving him a toothy smile as she hummed to the little girl. Peter grinned to himself, the ping in his chest growing, feeling him with that boyish feeling all over again. She was finally his, the girl he had defended all those years ago, and promises to continue to defend even after it is all over.

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The-kr8tor's Masterlist- TASM Peter Parker

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[whosmarii]

TASM PETER PARKER MASTERLIST.

ᯤ Last Updated: 24/01/24.

For Connoisseurs:

Smut -> ♱

Angst -> ✶

Fluff -> ♥️

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peter parker recs - part 2

shy frat!peter | au, imagine, fluff | @webslingingslasher

baby me | tasm, drabble, fluff | @p3terparker

twenty-bucks | imagine, flangst | @deathbyathousandspiders

likes having you close | imagine, fluff | @sacharinee

hospital heart monitor | imagine, fluff (bit of angst) | @parkerpeter24

no need to hide it | one shot, flangst (more fluff) | @spider-man-199999

best friends couch cuddles | two shot, fluff | @deathbyathousandspiders

stacked against you | tasm, imagine, fluff | @delicate-dorothea

meeting at the grave | imagine, flangst (more angst) | @electrosspidey

apologies | imagine, flangst | @bruh--wtf

hurt | one shot, flangst | @just-jordie-things

so cold | one shot, flangst | @just-jordie-things

i'll keep your brittle heart warm | au, imagine, fluff | @darling-im-wonderstruck

open arms | tasm, drabble, fluff | @delicate-dorothea

only you | imagine, flangst | @ivyquill

you're a very good kisser | drabble, fluff | @ddejavvu

reader thinks she's ugly | imagine, flangst | @selfcarecap

just so you know | imagine, fluff | @literaila

eventually | imagine, angst | @peterthepark

chilly | imagine, fluff | @presleyanswrites

2:54 am | tasm, one shot, soft flangst | @likedovesinthewindd

where'd you get your medical degree | tasm, imagine, fluff | @literaila

soothing | insomniac, drabble, comfort flangst | @multi-fandom-imagine

i'll be right there, sweetheart | tasm, imagine, flangst | @localrockstargf

mastermind | imagine, fluff | @moonstruckme

the mechanics of a soul | imagine, fluff | @irndad

two normal arms | one shot, fluff | @waitimcomingtoo

angel unaware | one shot, trifecta (fluff/smut/angst) | @silkscream

making out for hours | drabble, fluff | @ptergwen

physics and english teacher love affair | insomniac, imagine, fluff | @certifiedlovergirlsstuff

azalea | two shot, flangst | @writings-of-a-hufflepuff

spidey senses | one shot, flangst | @forever-rogue

not so innocent | imagine, fluff | @spider-quackson

far from home, far from you | one shot, flangst (more angst) | @neverlandparker

your kiss, my check | au, imagine, flangst | @hollandweather

shy shy shy | tasm, imagine, fluff | @biblio-smia

identity crisis | one shot, fluff | @heliads

kissing reader any chance he gets | tasm, drabble, fluff | @madwcman

just hold me | drabble, flangst (comfort!) | @oneawkwardwriter

snap | imagine, flangst | @tomholland1996simp

it's supposed to be fun, turning 21 | imagine, flangst | @loverwebs

only you | imagine, flangst | @devotion

i can see you | one shot, fluff | @waitimcomingtoo

peter thinks he's slick | imagine, fluff | @weird-is-life

night in | imagine, fluff | @blissfulparker

come home | tasm, imagine, flangst (more angst) | @dameronology

[keerysfreckles]

keerysfreckles masterlist !

(in no paticular order)

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1k celebration!!

characters and prompts

how you love me (MV1)

obsessed (CL16 LN4 MV1)

max verstappen

powerless

so american (smau)

enough for you

oscar piastri

angel eyes (smau)

high definition (smau)

decode (summer camp au)

lando norris

loveless

peter parker

touchy feely fool (tasm)

pictures (tasm)

his neighbor

secret (tasm)

your kiss

promise

saving you

comfort

conrad fisher

getaway car

cam cameron

august

cole walter

yes i'm a mess

broken pieces

cole drabble

alex walter

calm after the storm

luke castellan

mamma mia

daylight

cookies

hope ur ok

not-so-secret

burn

new years kiss

jealousy

brutal

not strong enough

rosy

teenage dream

touchy!luke drabble

pretty isn't pretty

bummerland

all my love

concerned

someone gets hurt

short luke blurb

better now

the name of the game

slump

joe keery

christmas kisses

christmas for three

married!joe drabble

steve harrington

falling in

breaking the silence

reunions

time after time

bucky barnes

oh god

requests are open!!!

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who i write for

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Peter Parker Masterlist

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DC

Jason Todd Masterlist

Dick Grayson Masterlist

Gar Logan Masterlist

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[periprose]

Florence - Masterlist

You and Peter Parker are former childhood best friends. As next door neighbours, you and him spent a great deal of time together, either at school, playing video games, or during your yearly summer vacations at Florence, Italy.

But after you drifted away from him- you both went to different colleges, and you figured you wouldn't need to bother him anymore with your unrequited crush that you had never spoken of but clearly showed symptoms of- things are very awkward. It's even more so when you receive an invitation to Harry and MJ's destination wedding, located at Florence, of course.

Former childhood friends to friends to lovers, mutual pining, flirting, possessive/protective!Peter, lots of partying, Italian culture and architecture, lavish luxury stuff, MJ's modelling career, fluff and angst and eventual smut, wedding stuff, flashbacks to childhood, and probably just way too much detail, dialogue, and banter

No use of y/n, you go by your last name and you are Logan Howlett's daughter. You go by Howlett or Lettie for short.

Using the TASM cast and Hugh Jackman as Wolverine. I personally imagine Alexina Graham or Fernanda Ly as MJ, but you're welcome to imagine any redhead you'd like.

Also on AO3

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

[biblio-smia]

masterlist

800 follower celebration masterlist

five nights at freddy's | mike schmidt

shorter works

in full bloom ice skating with mike & abby mike slowly falls for a coffee shop worker mike shuts you out + part 2 + part 3 + bonus: something sweet dad!mike comfort piece christmas time mike has a mommy kink (nsfw) mike vs. spicy food mike on valentine's day mike's sfw alphabet

detention (2011) | clapton davis

shorter works

so bitter! (nsfw) clapton x popular!reader + part 2 + part 3 clapton shuts you up with a kiss (nsfw) clapton has a crush on you

marvel | peter parker (tasm)

shorter works

shy shy shy peter x fashion designer! reader

full length

excuse me, could i get a picture? gn! reader.“hey, i’m a street photographer, could i take your picture?” ongoing.

you fell first gn!reader. fwb! to lovers. 3.3k "best friends to roommates" to "best friends with benefits" wasn't your best idea. completed.

series

excuse me, could i get a picture? gn! reader. tasm! peter parker x reader. "hey, i'm a street photographer, could i take your picture?" ongoing. [one.] [two.] [three.]

scream | ethan landry

shorter works

insomniac more than a feeling + all this time with or without you always and forever attached to you the one rule finals season with ethan (headcannons) pretty flowers for a pretty boy ever since we met full of surprises all made up reciprocate halloween horrors comforting ethan while he's crying making out w/ethan

full length

illusion gn! reader. no ghostface. spoiler free. 9.4k arrogance + hypocrisy equals... love? completed.

lay close and listen [part 1] + can you hear my heart beat for you? [part 2] gn! reader. no ghostface. spoiler free. 1.6k, 3.0k you, ethan landry's best friend, versus his new girlfriend. you should be happy but the realization that you can't be strains your friendship. completed.

at the top of my list fem!carpenter!reader. no ghostface. spoiler free. 3.9k ethan was infatuated, completely hooked on a girl - one that wasn't you. the worst part was that it was all your fault. completed.

you're everything i want (plus everything i need) gn! reader. no ghostface. spoiler free. 2k ethan absolutely and completely cannot get enough of you. you know this. completed.

series

blood runs thicker than water riley!reader. eventual ethan landry x reader. contains spoilers. growing up the child of a cop was hard. growing up the child of a cop who had been attacked (along with the mother of his child) been attacked by a serial killer four times was even harder. ongoing. [one.] [two.] [three.] [four.] [five.]

something about you gn!reader. no ghostface. spoiler free. broken showers and unbearable heat leads you to a place you never expected. ongoing. [one.] [two.] [three.] [four.] [five.]

scrapes and bruises gn!reader. spiderman!ethan landry. no ghostface. ethan stands you up - again. a confrontation leads to a discovery you can't take back. ongoing. [one.] [two.] [three.] [four.] [five.] [six.]

scream | no specified love interest

in a city of millions [1] [2]

the walking dead | glenn rhee

series

the last thing i need follows the walking dead show. 4.7k + counting... you cut your losses and kept moving. that was the only way you were going to survive. but now, one person threatened to disrupt the rhythm you had; and for the first time in a long time, you were afraid. ongoing. [one.] [two.] [three.] [four.]

blurbs

coming soon...

[forever-rogue]

Spider-Man - Masterlist

Below are all requests/prompts/drabbles for the spidey bois. The list will be updated as things are put out! No taglists.

Request Guidelines

Main Masterlist

* = explicit

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

Secret Identity - TASM!Peter Parker

Spidey Senses -  TASM!Peter Parker

I Want More -  TASM!Peter Parker

Blind -  TASM!Peter Parker

Out of Place -  TASM!Peter Parker

Keep You Safe - TASM!Peter Parker

Terribly Obvious - TASM!Peter Parker

Touch -  TASM!Peter Parker

Anxious -   TASM!Peter Parker

Heart Out -  TASM!Peter Parker

Asleep -   TASM!Peter Parker

Ice Skating  -  TASM!Peter Parker

As it Goes -  TASM!Peter Parker

Crush -  TASM!Peter Parker

Spiderling Sunshine - TASM!Peter Parker

Hanukkah Cookies  - TASM!Peter Parker

It’s Nice to Have a Friend - TASM!Peter Parker

Bleached - TASM!Peter Parker

Spider-Girl - TASM!Peter Parker

First Kiss - TASM!Peter Parker

Heating’s Out - TASM!Peter Parker

Dressing up - TASM!Peter Parker

Halloween - TASM!Peter Parker

Sick - TASM!Peter Parker

Early Morning Confessions  - TASM!Peter Parker

Surprise - MCU!Peter Parker

Sunshine - Spider-Man 2099

Bad Liar -  Spider-Man 2099

Emotions are Hard - Spider-Man 2099

[wordsarelife]

—tolerate it

pairing: tasm!peter parker x reader

summary: maybe you and peter had done a good job at ignoring your problems, or maybe there was nothing worth saving anymore

warnings: toxic!peter, basically a very toxic relationship, underage drinking, a bit too much drinking.. let me know if i missed something

note: the ending is a bit in the air, you can make out of it what you want

"hey! how are you?" gwen hugged you smiling and sat down on the sofa beside you.

"i'm good" you smiled "where's harry?" you asked, finding it weird that he was nowhere in sight.

"oh he's off playing beer-pong with his friends" gwen explained "i saw you across the room and thought i'd join you" she paused, unsure if she should say what she was thinking, but eventually did "you looked lonely"

you nodded your head and gwen swore she saw you blink away a tear. "thanks for sitting by me" you smiled and then looked around the room quickly "i don't know where he is, he told me to wait here. it's been an hour since i've last seen him"

"oh sweetheart" you had almost bursted into tears at her caring tone "he just left you here?"

you shrugged, it's not like that was something new to you. peter would often bring you with him to these frat parties, just to disappear into thin air the moment you entered a place.

"i don't mind" you lied and gwen looked at you unbelievingly. "it's great that you are here, finally someone i know" you meant to change the topic, but gwen furrowed her brows at that.

"he left you alone and you don't even know anyone?" she asked unbelievingly "does he know how dangerous these parties can get?"

the question was rhetoric. of course peter knew that.

"i don't drink" you said, as if that would make it any better.

"doesn't matter" gwen shook her head "everyone else does" she took a calming breath "why would you even be here when you just sit on your own?"

"because peter likes to take me with him"

"and he isn't anywhere to be found" gwen looked around the room "typical"

"he doesn't always do that"

"he did it back in highschool too" gwen reminded you "i thought he had stopped with that, i thought he had changed, was the only explanation for me how you guys were still together"

"i really don't mind"

"well you should" she looked at you worriedly "why don't you just break up with that dick, y/n?"

"i love him" you said as if that would excuse everything. "i have loved him for the past five years"

"and he treats you like that?"

you shrugged. "i can't help it" you almost said bitterly "sometimes i hate him, especially when he does things like that, but i still love him"

"do you think that is healthy?" gwen asked genuinely.

you shook your head and tears brimmed at your eyes. "no" you looked into her eyes and she could've almost started crying too. "love shouldn't be like this, right? loving someone should be easy" you turned your head to look at harry and gwen followed the direction your eyes where going "it looks easy for you two"

gwen had to be honest "it's not always easy" she admitted.

"i know" you said "but i don't think it should make me feel how i feel"

"how do you feel?"

"hurt" you simply said "i feel hurt any time i look at him"

gwen was ready to repeat her earlier advice, simply convincing you to finally break up with peter parker, but to her surprise you weren't finished.

you breathed a shaky breath. "and i feel guilty" you almost whispered "there was a time where it was easy to love him, as easy as breathing and doing it made me happy. it felt like back then we were loving each other the right way and now-" you paused and sighed "i don't think we have been loving each other the right way for a long time. but somehow we still belong together, even if that doesn't make sense in the slightest"

"i don't know if it does" gwen said honestly "but that doesn't make it wrong" she thought about what to tell you, and her mind slipped by the question if a frat party was the right place for a conversation like that, but she continued to speak anyway. "did you ever tell peter that?"

"what?" you looked up to her in surprise.

"maybe it would help both of you to talk about it" gwen suggested "he might be feeling the same way" she shrugged. "but just so you know, his behaviour is still absolutely unacceptable and if he doesn't change it up i'll have harry take care of him"

"thank you" you smiled, hugging her.

when you sat back down, there was a loud voice calling your name and soon enough peter entered your field of vision. he was being held up by harry.

"he's wasted" harry explained, which wouldn't have been necessary. you had known it immediately when you had first heard him call for you.

"y/n" peter slurred, trying to free himself out of harry's hold "let's make out"

you sighed and ignored him, instead turning your head at harry and gwen. "could you maybe help me to get him home?" you asked "i would do it alone, but it's late and i don't—“

"of course" gwen interrupted your rambling. harry nodded as well.

"thank you" you said, relieved.

gwen and harry helped you navigate through the crowded party, guiding peter, who was clearly in no state to walk on his own. as you exited the chaos of the frat house, the cool night air hit you, and you couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration and exhaustion.

"he's really out of it," harry remarked, glancing at peter struggling to keep his balance.

"yeah" you nodded, a tinge of embarrassment in your voice. "i appreciate your help. i didn't want to deal with this alone."

gwen gave you a sympathetic look "you shouldn't have to deal with this at all," she said, genuine concern etched on her face.

as you reached peter’s place, you collectively managed to get him inside and settled on the couch. harry, ever the protective friend, shot peter a disapproving look.

"i’ll take care of him," you assured them, grateful for their assistance.

harry hesitated, "are you sure you're okay?"

you nodded, "yeah, i’ll manage. thanks again for helping."

after gwen and harry left, you found yourself alone with peter, who was now slumped on the couch, still lost in the haze of alcohol. you sighed, both annoyed and exhausted by the evening's events.

you unfolded one of the blankets, burying peter under it. then you made sure he was laying on the side and set a few alarms to check on him throughout the night. you left the room, slipping into the bed in the other room.

the night was not as busy as you had predicted it to be. peter did not wake up and was fine and breathing as normal any time you checked on him, probably thanks to his faster metabolism, getting rid of the alcohol as fast as it had registered in his body.

it was only nine a.m. when you silently walked out of the bedroom on your way to the toilet. peter was still asleep, peacefully laying on the couch. your eyes softened when they fell on him. he looked so tired, but still much more like him than yesterday.

he was just sitting up when you came back from the bathroom. "hey" he muttered, his voice hoarse.

"hi"

you contemplated gwen's words from yesterday, the sincerity in her eyes when she spoke about love not always being easy. the heaviness in your chest returned as you looked at peter, wondering if it was time to address the issues that had been piling up between you.

"peter," you said, your voice firm but weary. "i think we need to talk."

he blinked at you, not quite awake yet. "talk? right now?"

"yes, peter, right now" you took a deep breath. "I can't keep feeling like this. like i'm alone in our relationship like i'm waiting for you all the time."

his brow furrowed in confusion, but you pressed on, "i love you, but things can't continue like this. we need to figure out if we're still right for each other."

peter's eyes widened. "what are you saying?"

"i'm saying we need to either fix this or admit that maybe it's time to move on," you replied, your voice steady despite the emotions bubbling beneath the surface.

the room fell silent as peter processed your words. eventually, he let out a heavy sigh, "i didn't realize it was this bad."

tears welled up in your eyes, "it's been bad for a while now, peter. we can't keep pretending like everything is fine."

he nodded slowly, a mixture of regret and realization crossing his features. "i want to make us work, but i don't want you to feel like that" he paused, just for a second, a few tears slipping over his cheeks "i didn't know.."

"i should've told you"

"i should've noticed" he looked up at you, regret evident on his features.

"yeah" you admitted "maybe you should've" you softly put a hand on his shoulder, he grabbed it, comfortingly squeezing it.

"i've been acting like a dick, maybe because i knew deep down that something was wrong. i thought shutting you out would shut the problem out too" he admitted and you nodded, somewhat understanding what he was talking about.

"i've been holding on to something too" you said softly "but ignorance won't help us anymore"

"i'm sorry" he said, adverting his eyes.

"i know, peter" you nodded "me too"

[reidslovely]

In a Corner I Haunt Masterlist

Chapter One: Right Where You Left Me

Chapter Two: Everybody Moved On

Chapter Three: Rumors Fly

TBD

[alwaysmoncheri]

𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

all tasm!peter parker x reader

you want peter to come back home (but he’s just left) coming soon!

after patrol peter finds you half-asleep on his bed coming soon!

peter brings you flowers for no reason, just because he loves you coming soon!

you accidentally cause peter to break his glasses

you call peter when you're having a bad date coming soon!

more drabbles tba!

[outoftheseine]

- TASM!PETER PARKER FIC RECS -

here is to my favorite spiderman

SERIES - MULTI-CHAPTERS

when worlds collide • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @wonderswritings (angst, death)

worth: the series • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @slytherheign (uhhh very angsty)

body bag • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @masterofmunson (enemies to lovers, roommates, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, injuries)

bloody love • tasm!peter parker x reader part 2

↳ by @parkerpeter24 (hanahaki!au, so much angst, unrequited love, blood, surgery, vomiting, mentions of cancer)

ONE-SHOTS

best kinds of kisses • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @ash5monster01 (self doubt, fluff)

band-aid brand • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @kaylawritesfics (injuries, very fluffy)

crush • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @ptersparkers (mild angst, fluff)

the waiter • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @literaila (our peter is jealous, pure fluff)

i know • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @vivwritesfics (fluff)

scared to breath • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @mgparker (ahh so much angst :(, hurt/comfort)

expensive camera lens • tasm!peter parker x gn!reader

↳ by @monsterwho (angst, fire, hurt/comfort)

campus • college!tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @webslingingslasher (angst, fluff, smut)

used up tears • peter parker x reader

↳ by @raribella (very very angsty, heartbreaking, soulwrenching, mentions of death of a loved one)

tonight (is gonna be the loneliest) • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @peppermintsparker (angst angst angst, death of loved ones, unrequited love)

i know that voice • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @stylesparker (fluff, humour)

nightmares • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @katyswrites (angst :(, nightmares, mentions of death of a loved one, hurt/comfort, grief, fluff)

hold my body tight even on my lowest nights • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @venus616 (implied mental ilnesses, mild angst, hurt/comfort, fluff)

honeybody • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @luveline (fluff, mentions of self-harm, strangers to friends to lovers)

doughnuts • tasm!peter parker x fem!afab!reader

↳ by @forourmoons (very fluffy)

cooties • tasm!peter parker x fem!reader

↳ by @msgorillagripcoochie (fluff fluff fluff)

fire alarms • tasm!peter parker x reader

↳ by @spideystevie (fluff)

[kaylasficrecs]

peter parker recs

save me | imagine, flangst | @ptrbprkrs

just for tonight | one shot, fluff | @cloudybarnes

let me go | tasm, imagine, angst | @alloftheimaginesblog

just you and me | imagine, angst | @waitimcomingtoo

the first fall of snow | one shot, angst | @godlessandwrecked

rhythm | tasm, imagine, fluff | @irndad

sleepover nightmares | tasm, imagine, flangst | @spidey-stark

pinky promise | x oc, tasm, series | @blooming-violets

without you | tasm, imagine, flangst | (can’t tag this author)

skyline | series | @astronomyparkers

out of time | one shot, angst | @mgparker

stability, reciprocity and a romance for the ages | one shot, fluff | @privateanxieties

lost the game | tasm, two shot, fluff, smut | @nexusnyx

keeping secrets | tasm, one shot, flangst | @luveline

find you | tasm, imagine, flangst | @luveline

ten percent | one shot, flangst | @starktonyx

perfectly a little late | one shot, fluff | @t-lostinworlds

rescue pending | tasm, one shot, flangst | @epiphany-of-a-madwoman

cuddles and pick up lines | imagine, fluff | @shitty-marvel-fan732

you are my home | imagine, fluff | @peterbenjiparker

patching peter up | imagine, fluff (bit of angst) | @ptergwen

of best friends and almost-perfect homecomings | imagine, flangst | @peterplanet

glad you're home | tasm, series | @withahappyrefrain

what a wicked game to play | one shot, flangst | @nezuscribe

stop | two shot, angst (some fluff in part 2) | @biisexualemma

just out of reach | series | @hey-marlie

dom!peter | au, drabble, smut | @withahappyrefrain

yelling | imagine, flangst | @luveline

overworking yourself | tasm, drabble, fluff | @luveline

another love | au, tasm, series | @abibliophobiaa

ok to take a break sometimes | imagine, fluff | @ptergwen

talking to the moon | two shot, angst | @vendettaparker

negotiating | tasm, imagine, fluff | @literaila

water under the bridge | tasm, imagine, flangst | @blushstories

comfort while running away | tasm, imagine, flangst | @mareagirls

all my ghosts | tasm, one shot, flangst | @spideystevie

the morning sun | imagine, fluff (some angst) | @peterbenjiparker

stained | drabble, fluff | @forourmoons

one in the same | tasm, one shot, fluff | @finnwrld

pairing | tasm, imagine, fluff | @spider-stark

you love me, i love you | tasm, imagine, fluff | @nghtwngs

aurora | tasm, one shot, flangst | @mgparker

naps in the quinjet | imagine, fluff | @alisonwritesimagines

the life you build | tasm, one shot, fluff | @helloheyhihowdyheya

all of you | imagine, flangst | @jeanthebeans-blog

breathe | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @starkissedtom

nurse!reader | headcanon, fluff | @backtothefanfiction

finding a sick spidey | one shot, fluff | @imagines--galore

joke about loving you? never. | drabble, flangst | @spider-pxrkers

we can't | imagine, flangst | @spider-pxrkers

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Of Coffee and Cinnamon Rolls - Chapter 1

Pairing: TASM! Peter Parker x F!Reader

Rating: T

Story Summary: Peter's coffee maker has broken, leaving him in need of a caffeine fix. Luckily, there's a new coffee shop right by the Daily Bugle... With a beautiful barista inside.

Warnings/Tags: Meet-Cute, Coffee Shops, Strangers to Friends to Lovers

Word Count: ~1650

A/N: Continuing my reignited thirst for Andrew Garfield's Peter Parker with this super sweet, super fluffy goodness! Enjoy this first chapter and I'll be back with more soon!

That being said, if you want to be added to the tag list for this or any of my other stories/characters I write for, please let me know!

Ugh, what a morning, Peter Parker thought as he hurried down the sidewalk towards the Daily Bugle's building. His ancient second (or more than likely actually third) -hand coffee maker that he had purchased at Goodwill when he had first moved into his apartment had finally given up the ghost that morning and he hadn't had time to try to fix it before needing to leave for work. Mr. Jameson had eventually relented and hired him on as a staff photographer rather than a freelancer after the former staff photographer, Eddie Brock, had quit to go work for the Post, which meant that Peter was expected to attend the 7am staff meetings.

He slowed as he spotted a sidewalk sign up ahead welcoming people inside a brand-new coffee shop. 

Deciding that getting his caffeine fix was more important than potentially being late, Peter adjusted his backpack on his shoulder and headed inside, taking a quick glance around the empty shop.

The woman behind the counter smiled as he approached. "Hi, welcome to Bean There, Done That, what can I getcha?"

Wow, she's beautiful, Peter thought . "Hi, could I get a large black coffee?"

The beautiful barista nodded. "Room for cream or sugar?"

"No, thank you."

"Can I interest you in a cinnamon roll?"

Peter's stomach growled as he eyed the display case of what appeared to be freshly-baked cinnamon rolls. In his haste to clean up the mess his now-broken coffee maker had made he hadn't had time for breakfast. "Uh, yeah, actually, a cinnamon roll sounds great."

"Awesome." The barista tapped at the iPad that was serving as the register. "For here or to go?"

"To go." As much as Peter would've liked to stay and enjoy his breakfast he was already cutting it close.

"Okay, that'll be $6.43. Can I get your name?"

Peter must've looked confused because she pointed to the stack of paper coffee cups and added, "for your coffee order."

"Oh! Peter... My name is Peter."

"Peter," the beautiful barista (or B.B. as Peter was now calling her in his head) repeated, tapping at the iPad again. "Your coffee will be ready at the end of the counter."

Peter paid for his breakfast and moved to the other end of the counter, watching as B.B. set his coffee to brew then moved to the display case. She appeared to be roughly his age, with Y/H/C hair and Y/E/C eyes. She wore black pants, a white shirt, and a flour-dusted apron which bore the logo of the shop and showed off her figure.

"Here you go," she said, walking back towards Peter and handing him a small bakery box. "Cinnamon roll for Peter."

"Thank you."

She put a lid on Peter's coffee and slid it over to him. "And here's your coffee."

Peter picked up his coffee and bakery box as the bell above the door chimed, signaling another customer. "Thanks again."

"No problem. Thanks for stopping by, come back again soon."

"Will do."

Peter ran the rest of the way to the Daily Bugle. Luckily Jameson was running late so Peter managed to slip into the conference room with a couple of minutes to spare.

He opened the bakery box and took a bite of the still-warm cinnamon roll. Wow, this is delicious.

He finished it right before Jameson walked into the conference room.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Jameson barked.  "We need a puff piece to round out Sunday's edition. Whaddya got for me?"

"The library is having a book sale--" one of the junior reporters began.

"Boring, nobody goes to the library. What else?"

"There's a pet adoption event in Central Park--" another one tried.

"We covered the last one. Gimmie something different."

Peter cleared his throat. "There's a new coffee shop down the street that's having a grand opening tomorrow… Bean There, Done That?"

"New coffee shop, huh? Is it any good?"

Peter nodded. "Yes, sir. I just had a cinnamon roll from there. It was great."

Jameson thought for a moment. "Might get some free baked goods for promoting it. Ok, fine. Brant!"

"Yes, sir," Betty Brant, one of the senior reporters, replied.

"Set up an interview with the owner. Parker, you go too since we need photos of the opening."

Peter grinned. "Yes, sir." Hopefully B.B. will be there.

"Alright, now get out of here. I've got golf with the mayor in an hour and I need to practice my back swing."

Peter headed to his desk to work on editing photos for the online edition of the paper, briefly stopping to eat lunch in the staff break room before getting back to it. As he was packing up to leave for the day Betty stopped by his desk. "Hey, so I stopped by that coffee shop during my lunch break and talked to the owner, and she agreed to an interview but asked if it could be before the shop opens, so I'll see you tomorrow morning around 7:30?" 

Peter nodded. "Sounds good."

"Oh and you were right, the cinnamon rolls are excellent. I can't wait to try some other stuff from there."

"Me either. See you tomorrow, Betty."

He grabbed his backpack and headed down to the lobby.

"Bye, Stan!" he called to the elderly security guard as he exited the building.

As he approached Bean There, Done That he noticed that the chalkboard sign was still outside. Maybe I should stop in and get another coffee and cinnamon roll since it's gonna be a long night. And if B.B. happens to still be there, well, that's just a bonus, isn't it?

B.B. looked up from the tray of cinnamon rolls that she was boxing up as he entered. She smiled. "Hi, back again? It's Peter, right?"

Peter nodded. "Right."

"What can I do for you?"

"Um, actually I was wondering if I could get another coffee and a cinnamon roll."

B.B. nodded. "You're in luck. I'm getting ready to close up so I was boxing up the few I have left."

She moved over to the coffee machine. "Large black coffee, right?"

Peter nodded, impressed that she had remembered his order from that morning. "Right."

"Ok, I'll have that for you in a sec."

Peter waited at the register while B.B. brewed his coffee. "So, uh, first day open?" he asked.

B.B. glanced over at him. "Yeah, sorta. Technically tomorrow's our official opening but I decided to go ahead and open for a couple of hours today."

She popped the lid on and set it in front of him, then grabbed the box of cinnamon rolls, waving off Peter's payment. "Here you go. On the house."

Peter blinked in surprise. "Oh, wow, thanks. Are you sure though? I wouldn't want you to get into trouble with the owner."

B.B. grinned. "Considering I am the owner, I don't think I'll get into trouble for giving away free stuff. Besides, you're my first repeat customer, so that should at least entitle you to a free coffee and bakery item, right?"

"You're the owner," Peter repeated, suddenly feeling dumb considering how obvious it was. 

B.B. nodded. "Yep. I couldn't sleep last night, and when I can't sleep, I bake, hence the cinnamon rolls, so I figured it was better to open for a few hours a day early and sell them rather than have to throw them out because I can't eat them all." 

She stuck out her hand. "I'm Y/F/N. Y/F/N Y/L/N."

Peter took it, giving it a brief shake. "Peter Parker."

"Very nice to meet you, Peter Parker."

"Nice to meet you as well, Y/N." Peter enjoyed the way her name felt on his tongue.

"Thanks for stopping by again. Hope to see you again soon."

Peter grinned. "Actually, you'll be seeing me tomorrow morning. I'm the staff photographer for the Daily Bugle so I'll be taking photos for the paper during your interview."

A look of realization flitted across Y/N's face. "Ohhh, that makes sense now. That reporter from the Bugle did say that one of her colleagues had stopped by this morning and recommended that she try the cinnamon rolls."

Peter chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Yeah, that was me."

"Well thank you for recommending them to your colleagues. I really appreciate it."

"It was no problem, really. The cinnamon roll was excellent." Peter gestured to the bakery box. "Well, I mean obviously, since I'm back for another one." Not because you're beautiful and I just wanted to see you again, he thought. Well… not only that.

He took a sip of his coffee. "So I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

Y/N smiled. "Yeah, I guess you will."

Peter picked up the bakery box. "Thanks again for the coffee and cinnamon rolls. I really appreciate it."

"It's no problem."

Peter turned to leave.

"Oh, hey, wait!" Y/N added.

Peter turned back towards her.

Y/N bit her lip, then picked up a business card from the holder in front of the register and wrote something on the back before handing it to Peter. 

Peter studied the card.

Bean There, Done That

714 2nd Ave.

New York, NY 10016

(646)-555-2390

www.btdt.com

He turned it over and saw an additional phone number written on the back. 

"If no one's up front when you get here tomorrow morning you can text me and I'll come let you in," Y/N explained.

Peter put the card in his wallet for safekeeping, making a mental note to add Y/N's contact info to his phone as soon as he left the shop. "That sounds great."

"See you tomorrow, Peter."

"See ya, Y/N."

Peter left the shop with a grin. Maybe my coffee maker breaking wasn't such a bad thing after all. 

[asterias-record-shop]

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here is the bingo card:

And if you need it, here's twenty-five prompts!

"I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

"Try to stay quiet, alright darling? We're in public, you can't act up like you do in bed."

A: "You need to behave!" B: "Behave? Baby, you don't like it when I behave."

"I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me."

"No, you can't touch me, that's your punishment. You have to sit there and watch."

"Why don't you put that pretty mouth to use for something else, hm?"

"I swear, honey, you look so much better with my cock in your mouth."

"I love you darling, I do, but I fucking love when you get all cock obsessed for me."

"No, no don't do that! I'll be good, I promise!"

"What, does that feel good? Hm? Tell me how good it feels."

"Who said we had to have sex on the bed?"

"Oh my darling girl, I have to mark you -- I need to show everyone who you belong to."

"It's okay to cry, darling, I know it's out of pleasure. Come on, show me how good I make you feel. Cry for me."

"We've been at it for hours, how are you still hard?!"

"I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder than that, darling. Come on, scream for me."

"What? Don't stop on my account, I'm enjoying the show."

"Do you think they heard us?" "Yes. We did."

"Don't you know the hat rule, darling? Take a cowboy's hat, you're in for the ride of your life."

"Don't be gentle. I want it all."

"Please, please- I'll be good, I just need to fuck you."

"You're such a good girl/boy, honey. I think you deserve a treat."

"First one to make a noise loses, and I know how much you hate to lose."

"You know I hate it when you tease me, darling."

"Never knew such a slut would like this so much."

"We're in public, y'know."

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Additional characters that I can think of are Ethan Landry, Dave Lizewski and other characters from the fandoms listed in my main masterlist ♡

AGHHHH AS OF JUNE 14TH 2023, WE GOT OUR FIRST BINGO WITH:

'HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS' with Dylan O'Brien 'YANDERE' with Finnick Odair our 'Freespot' 'MOMMY KINK' with Ethan Landry and 'SPOILED RICH READER' with Stiles Stilinski!!!

SECOND BINGO AS OF JUNE 16TH 2023 WITH:

'HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS' with Dylan O'Brien 'OUT OF THEIR LEAGUE' with Ethan Landry 'WEDDING NIGHT' with Andrew Garfield 'SOULMATES' with Finnick Odair and 'SPOILED RICH BOY' with Finnick Odair!!!

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THIRD BINGO AS OF JUNE 29TH 2023 WITH:

'FRIENDS TO LOVERS' with TASM! Peter Parker 'SUGAR MOMMY' with Spencer Reid 'HIMBO' with TASM! Peter Parker 'YANDERE' with Finnick Odair and 'FANTASY AU' with Finnick Odair!!!

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