#tasm!peter

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cw: mature themes (mdni please), afab reader

tasm!Peter Parker x fem!reader ♡ 551 words

Peter might be a pervert for thinking you’re most beautiful like this, but he’s not that worried about it. 

Maybe he is a pervert. It’s only for you, specifically, so whatever. He has a feeling you’ll forgive him. 

You’re lying on the bed, your limbs lax now, like the last hour or so has taken it out of you so completely that you can’t move a muscle. Peter loves that he gets you like this. Completely unselfconscious. Your lips are kissed swollen, and there are little love marks on your chest to match the ones on Peter’s neck and shoulders, and your eyelids are as droopy as if they have weights sewn into them. He loves to get you like this too; completely tuckered out.

I love casual dominance. It’s always the smallest things. It’s one thing to be intentionally dominate in bed, but when they’re doing it out of pure instinct it’s almost sexier. They don’t even realize how attractive it is. Like today, for whatever reason you’re nervous and it’s obvious if not by the way your leg is shaking under the coffee table. And as always, he’s found his spot besides you- maybe his hair is messy because it’s early and you’ve slept in. He nurses a hot black coffee with one hand, and he may tell you twice to stop bouncing your leg but you won’t hear it a third time. He won’t even look away from whatever’s got his attention before you feel the pressure of his hand on your knee. Pressing down until your knee can no longer bounce back up, his grip almost bruising. But his thumb moves to rub gentle circles on the area, a silent apology.

Other times, yeah, it does show up in bed. Like when he’s hitting that spot so good, too good, that you stop breathing for a few seconds. He’s literally taken your breath away, and he’s got you folded you in half. You don’t even realize it’s happening but he’s so in tune with your body that he picks up on every little thing. He won’t stop his movements either, still feeding you deep strokes, hand behind your head to soften the blow of the headboard. And when he notices, he’ll place his hand on your cheek so gently and say, “Breathe, baby.”

peter came in through the window last night ; cw. fluff , established relationship , rom-com cliché's , prompt inspired by the song of the title ; words. 0,6k

author's note ⌇ with the brand new day trailer out i feel like the best thing i could do is comeback with a peter parker blurb even though its tasm!peter lololl anyways feel free to send in some of ur thoughts and requests for himmm

dating new york's infamous spider-man was far from normal. even before that, who knew you would have a spark with the boy you barely acknowledged in high-school? never mind that, who knew he'd be your boyfriend let alone the blue and red vigilante crossing the busy streets? it's a bizarre scenario your thirteen year-old self would've imagined. but hey, you're living it now.

somehow, you'd have to smuggle late night emergencies and early morning absences within your routine. peter would crash by during the most painful hours and yet you showed no complaints, patching him up as you listen to his recent encounters with all kinds of villains, and finishing up with kisses plus takeaway pizza from the shop nearby.

you were used to him entering your room via window all bruised up and muddy, with puppy dog eyes you couldn't imagine saying no to. but of course, being peter parker's girlfriend you wouldn't expect anything less. not when your bed-rotting, music-listening, session was interrupted by obnoxious knocking. peter parker smiled obliviously through your window, mouthing a 'please let me in' whilst giggling internally.

the skies were melting into a dark orange and purple tint, you got up to open the locked latch as peter struggled to find balance. greeted with a kiss on the nose, peter clumsily fell onto the carpet— all existence of his spider-senses seem to vanish into thin air when he's around you. you scoff in disbelief whilst he fixed his hair, peter finally spoke, "don't look at me like that, at least i'm not bleeding onto your carpet like the last four times,"

"five times, actually," you correct him.

he scratches his head, he asked, "you keep count?" in which you nodded. you took the time to study peter, it was a refreshing sight to see as he's correct on one thing, he isn't all bloody. he was wearing the shirt you bought him months ago, layered on top of a long white sleeve top, and it complimented the jeans he was wearing too. you were undeniably in love with him at this moment— peter looked as if he just came out of your favorite 2000s rom-com.

"if you're not all beaten up, why come so suddenly through my window?" you furrowed your brows, peter shrugs ultimately, "i dunno? it's a nice change, and i don't think your doorman likes me anyways," the room lights up alongside his dimples. you gesture peter to join you on the carpet, "mr. stevie? he's the sweetest, what could you possibly do for him not to like you?" he leans onto your head.

"remember when you were sick and i had to buy two huge tubs of soup and deliver it to you personally?" peter questions, you nod slowly, as if you were unsure— "yeah, well, i only gave you one tub, because guess what happened to the other one..."

"oh peter, don't tell me you spilt it—"

"all over his attire, fully coaxed in warm soup."

you slapped the palm of your hand onto your forehead, peter laughed as he fixed the crook of his glasses. the laughter slowly fades into one with the light of the sun setting, the hues mixing harmoniously with you and peter's features. he took a moment to fully embrace your beauty. you did as well— peter's glasses were slightly crooked from all the falling and tripping throughout the months, his hair messy from either the wind outside or his sudden entrance, the shirt hugged him so well you knew the second you gave it it's as if it was made for him.

peter's gaze was locked onto yours, "if you wanted to kiss me, you know you can, right? i didn't come through your window for nothing." his teasing tone made you snap back to reality. the stupid grin on his face grew as you became embarrassingly red.

three strikes

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w/c: 655

warnings: making out, suggestiveness

a/n: i went with tasm!peter hehe, def a fluffier approach to it but so so adorable & i hope you enjoy! keep the reqs coming y'all <3

winter in the city is magical. everything in the park is covered in a light dusting of snow, all the stone pathways and the trees, couples hand in hand and kids playing. then, there's peter. he's looking up at the sky with his tongue stuck out. he's so focused on trying to catch snowflakes that he doesn't notice you digging your hands into the snow, collecting a handful.

something hits peter's chest; a snowball. he looks across the way, where you're smiling mischievously. he brushes the snow off his jacket, chuckling. you're already making another snowball.

"i dunno, babe. i wouldn't do that if i were you."

updated: 04.06.25

ᯓ★ smut

Couldn't Help Myself (✘): Peter Parker has an oral fixation. - college!au (@ohcaptains)

Professor Peter Parker (✘): the first day of college nerves are suddenly made worse when you realised the guy you f*cked last night is your new Physics Professor! (@backtothefanfiction)

The Babydoll (❤✘): you’re usually much too shy for lingerie, but you’ll do anything for peter parker. he appreciates the effort. (@luveline)

Pretty Sounds (✘): peter encourages you to make noise during your first time together. (@luveline)

I Want To (❤✘): peter loves to do all the work when it comes to making you feel good. but when he's been so good for you, you have to return the favour, right?(@lovelettersforthedamned)

Too Much (❤✘): "can we take a break? I'm enjoying this but need a break." (@iridescentparkers)

Just a Game (✘): you and Peter like to play a game. It requires no trivia or plastic pieces. Just two people and feigned innocence. (@withahappyrefrain) (warning: CNC, which has been discussed explicitly)

Pain Relief (✘): spider-man likes you a little bit too much, and wants to help you get rid of your migraine - by whatever means necessary. (@luveline)

Quiet Temptations (❤✘): you’re awfully quiet but peter can’t seem to take that. (@parkerpeter24)

Summertime and Sundresses (✘): it’s the dead of summer in New York City, so you’re wearing a sundress. This causes Peter to lose his mind. (@withahappyrefrain)

Vanilla Palm Trees (❅✘): it’s been years, he should get over it, right? but, peter just can’t. he looks up, he sees her. he goes to bed, he dreams of her. he wakes up, he can smell her. he goes out one night and he sees…her. no, not gwen but his ticket to stop moping around on the anniversary of her death. what is meant to be one quick night of putting sadness on the back burner, is now a blossoming new love that feels all too perfect for peter. was this new woman in his life meant to be? or was this just another set of well dealt cards that would leave him walking away empty handed. all or nothing, right? (@iridescentparkers)

easy to love ➴ peter parker

summary: when rules are set, what would it take for them to realize that love was always the easiest choice?

pairing: tasm!peter parker x reader

warning: light smut, slight angst

w/c: 1.5k

a/n: this just got me out of my writing slump! i mean, it’s always been easy (take a shot every time you see the word “easy” lol) to daydream about tasm peter. also, this is a major breakthrough for me because this is my first smut fic (im so bad at writing smut i know) but i hope you guys still liked it!! andd send more reqs ;)

warnings‼️: suggestive (kissing, touching while kissing, etc. but still sfw!) + canon-type violence

random disclaimerrr : I WISH I COULD GET A BAG OF CHIIIIIPSUHHHH 😂✌🏽happy reading! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ♡ © 2026 @sugarhoneyylovee

• best friends to lovers!!! literally the best trope in general but is absolutely perfect for him idc.

• tasm!peter who’s so thoughtful and considerate of you. you’re having an off day? it’s okay, he has your favorite snack(s) and drink(s) on standby. and don’t let him find out you’re on your period because then he’ll really show you what mothering looks like. he just really cares for you, you know, cuz you’re his best friend 🌚

“get your jacket, it’s cold out.” he’ll say before putting on his own. he’ll care for himself later.

“ohh you poor thing.” never teasingly but you feel your pride bruise from his care nevertheless. “i’m fine.” you nasally manage with a faux scowl. he just shakes his head and wags a finger at you all disapprovingly.

you don’t want to be that person and stop to rest every ten minutes and work up more sweat than you can handle, but peter is sharp and perceptive and just so damn considerate. he stops every thirty minutes to make sure you’re perfectly capable of continuing the trek for another half hour. “why don’t you ever tell me you’re tired? you know we can always stop and continue this another time.” the concern on his face and the tenderness in his throat compels you. “…you’ve just been looking forward to this for so long and i didn’t wanna ruin it.” you sheepishly admit. the smile on his face blinds you momentarily. “i’m not looking forward to you dying on me.” he says. “now drink up.”

• tasm!peter who whenever he sees something that reminds him of you, doesn’t thing twice about grabbing it. there’s a ty beanie baby keychain hanging from his backpack, and he got it just because it shares your birthday. he was pleasantly surprised to find out you got one with his birthday to match. even your favorite color has changed his view of it. he wants to buy you everything in it because he knows you’ll be overjoyed.

“i think you’ll like this.” he hands you a cup as he sips on his, liking the drink more than anticipated. you find that drink in his hands more often with another cup waiting for you.

he passes by a flower shop on his bike and immediately backpedals. your favorite flowers are sold at this shop and he doesn’t think twice to purchase them. with a giddy smile, he bikes to you knowing the look on your face is worth so much more than that twenty dollar bill.

peter didn't need much time thinking about what to get you for christmas. he's been by your side for a long time and those years hold something so special, no amount of gifts can show appreciation. he makes a diy gift for you. it took him a month to get it right and perfect and it so is. your teary eyes and soft sniffles hit his heart and he didn't need your words to tell him how grateful you were. but you tell him anyway and he continues with this newfound skill to make you things you love. you set them in places around your room, leaving those bits and pieces of him everywhere in your home.

• tasm!peter who is the perfect boyfriend. he’s the blueprint, the code. the manual, even.

• tasm!peter who checks in on you during patrol. it gets boring at times and when he gets some phone time, the first thought on his mind is you. how are you doing? what are you doing?

peter ♡: how’s my best girl doing? i’ll be home in under an hour so do u wanna eat while we watch something? i’ll bring food from that mexican restaurant u like :)

• tasm!peter who casually checks your location sometimes just because he wonders what you’re doing then show up to surprise you.

“excuse me, ma’am.” you’ve done this dance many times before, so it’s no surprise when you turn around and find those ray bans staring right at you. “you dropped this.” the formidable hero then hands you an object so forgettable, you have to fight the smile growing on you. “oh, thank you! i would’ve been so lost without… this.”

• may is the happiest she's ever been in a long time. she's loved you for just as long and much her darling nephew has, and always knew it’d be you he brings home. she was just patiently waiting for the either one of you to come to that moment, too.

• tasm!peter who will make playlists dedicated to you and add songs that remind him of you. he'll listen to them on patrol, when he's walking to class, when he's on the bus / train, doing homework / chores, etc. music is one of his favorite things in the whole world, of course he's gonna find a way to relate it back to you!

• tasm!peter who is always doting on you, his precious girlfriend.

• tasm!peter who brags about you and shows you off and talks about you to just about anyone who’d listen.

“yeah, my girlfriend told me that just last week. she knows about this kind of stuff so i just trust the expert.” “my girlfriend said it's their way of showing love, she's so smart.” “oh, my girlfriend wrote a thesis on that. her college ended up publishing her paper in their academic journal, i can send you the link.”

• tasm!peter who loves listening to you talk and rant, sing and hum. your voice just does that to him. being listened to is so important to you and he understands that. and when you cry? oh, forget it!

peter gives you time and space if you don't want to talk about it at the moment or if you want to be left alone but when you come to him on your own accord, he clings to you like a koala. arms around you while your head is tucked away into his chest below his chin. he pats your hair and talks about anything and everything or he'll stay silent as you speak.

• tasm!peter who has mastered the skill of comforting you effortlessly. his head massages/rubs are the BEST girl you be out like a light! sometimes he'll rub your feet or massage the slopes of your neck down to your shoulders to loosen up the tension.

• tasm!peter who is a fucking t e a s e and he knows it, that little shit. he's pretty much insatiable and a nightmare for shy!reader. for confident!reader (or somewhat adjacent), he turns it into a competition on who’ll fold first (spoiler: it's you).

he'll put stuff on the highest shelf so you'll ask him for help and when he comes around, he'll purposefully press his chest up against your back (but only when you're comfortable enough with that kind of contact!!!) and keep one arm extended on one side of you.

• tasm!peter who kisses like a dream but will flip it to a fantasy come true whenever he's in the mood. peter likes kissing the best when you're against something like a wall, or on the counter, even laid down on the bed, etc. but he also likes it when your on his lap, knees on both sides. and when your nails rake his scalp or when you subconsciously tug on his soft hair, he's gone. and when those glasses get fogged up, he tosses them to the side in a flash because he needs to continue kissing you without any further hindrance.

peter keeps his hands on your hips, squeezing them affectionately because wow you are so beautiful and he really gets to have you this way?? unreal.

• tasm!peter who kisses you with the suit on and mask tucked up as he’s upside down.

“come on, it’s romantic.” he’ll justify it like you weren’t already up and on your way to him. your fingers move slowly to tug the mask down and he waits painfully desperately for his lips to make contact with yours, and when they do, he doesn’t stop until he’s right-side-up again and you’re squealing and giggling for him to let you go.

• tasm!peter who keeps a picture of you and may in his wallet, his two best girls tucked away for him to see every time he opens it up.

once, he was fighting doc ock and his wallet somehow ended up in his mechanical “hands”. the mad scientist said something about “paying them a visit” and something in him snapped. this wasn't spider-man fighting, it was peter parker.

Rooftop dates, impromptu late night visits, lighthearted banter, using him as a personal heater, stolen seconds inbetween personas, certain hours of the day being more precious together, frozen moments captured in polaroid, bodega runs, a windowsill always left open, constant showing off for your attention, physical touch as love language, memorizing first-aid, overexposure to tall heights, mutual geeking out, corner store flowers, teaching attempts at skating, knowing the sound of his taps by heart, buying Spider-Man merch, skin pressed against skin, metaphorically and literally being on top of the world.