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    Summary: y/n gets a card from happy hogan and vomits on the side of the road after telling off brad in the middle of an airport

    Pairing: peter parker x reader

    Warnings: swearing, angst, fluff, mysterio is the worst, trauma, it’s marvel what did you expect

    Word Count: 1741

    A/N: i know it’s reader insert but i’m emotionally attached to y/n… so, me

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    Let me tell you, getting lava to come out of the bottom of the Thames was pretty much the worst experience I’ve ever had in my life. And I thought Italy was bad.

    Beck had a drone on standby, waiting to shoot me should I suddenly decide I’d rather die than destroy London.

    I started destroying London.

    It wasn’t easy. Beck told me I had to use all four elements to make it convincing, and it took all of my concentration. Listen, I’m damn good. I can make buildings crumble, I can make airplanes stop shaking in mid air, I know what the hell I’m doing. But all four elements at once? Let’s just say I’ll have a migraine for days.

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  • Spiderman (n) [ˈspaɪdərmæn]

    Name, added: 2015* (in the early days in a Firebreathers’ WhatsApp group when no track of who and when was kept)

    Full Firebreathonary

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  • Ganke tells me this: “There are way too MANY friends you have ,who are girls and are into you, dude”

    Me: Oh really?? Name at least three.

    Ganke: Phin Mason?🤔

    Me: Close friend.

    Ganke: Hailey Cooper?

    Me: I can’t explain.🤫

    Ganke: Gwen Stacy?

    Me:….Bye, man.😳

    Can’t believe he did that to me. Oh, it’s on, Ganke!

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    A idea if could probably made be the plot for the first half of the four season (if is still happened?). MJ gets annoyed that Peter isn’t around most of the time and somewhere down the road black cat somehow gets Peters number and she sees photos or voicemails from her on the phone and suspects he’s cheating or something.

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  • Spiderman Opening Theme (High Quality)


    YouTube Comment: “That guitar solo had no business being as good as it was.”

    Agreed, but this theme still kicks so much ass!!

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  • God Bless my guy– Pete🤝🤟🤘🕷️🕸️:

    He’s the best.

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    As for me:


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    I totally got the hang of this.😎😎

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  • A snippet of my JealousTony fic to be uploaded at the end of the week!

    His mentor’s first thought hadn’t been to dote or smother the teen like it usually was. No asking if he was alright or if he needed anything. In fact, not even an apology. Instead, it was a damn sarcastic comment about the wizard clothes.

    A dangerous, tense beat passed. And then another as the pair simply stared at each other. For just a brief moment, Peter felt a glimmer of hope when Tony’s features seemed to finally sense his upset. But when his mentor’s mouth opened, then almost instantaneously slammed closed again, the teen knew he was done.

    Turning on his heel clumsily and dashing for his desk, Peter’s first instincts were his phone. Trembling fingers typed furiously and within seconds he sighed in relief at the sound of a portal forming in the workshop.

    He quickly made his escape, not daring to glance back as he violently yanked away from Tony’s touch, who quietly begged him to wait.

    Overwhelmed with emotion and tears brimming, Peter ended up running straight into the body of Stephen Strange. The force of his movement had the Cloak of Levitation assisting to keep the doctor’s balance. The teen tucked his face into Stephen’s chest, a shudder visible as a sob managed to tear it’s way past his lips. At the gut-wrenching sound, the Cloak quickly and protectively held Peter close to the doctor, causing the kid to grip the back of the robes even tighter.

    The fierceness that the boy was clutching onto him served only to piss the Stephen off, leaving him wondering what the fuck Tony had done. He looked back through the portal at the mechanic, sporting one of the most menacing glares he’d probably ever given someone. If looks could kill.

    With his main priority being the kid, Stephen wrapped his arms around the teen and allowed the portal to close, leaving Tony suddenly alone.

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  • Watch “SPIDER-MAN: Miles Morales & Peter Parker 「 GMV 」 On My Own” on YouTube

    It’s another great beat. Featuring my guy, Pete–the OG Spider-Man.

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  • Mixing and making music is one of my many talents.😎😎 Hope you like my beat:

    Music is my passion and I love making it.

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  • hey!

    so after my post yesterday, i’m going to start writing for arvin russell and benny watts!

    send me prompts from the prompt list (pinned at the top of my page) for arvin and benny, while i plan what imagines i’m going to start writing for them!

    i’m super excited to start writing for them, hope you like it too :)

    #tom holland#peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker imagines #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #tom holland imagines #tom holland oneshot #spiderman#benny watts #the queens gambit #the devil all the time #arvin russell#writing #send me prompts #prompt
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  • This peaceful and (formerly) squealing infant you’re looking at:

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    Is him:


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    Originally posted by imaginedreamwrite

    This is our kid and he is great. You could put me anywhere on the planet, far away from him, but that would never change the fact that he’s still m–our kid.

    He’s great. He’s really, really good.

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  • Back to the Classic Suit:

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    I just love being my own Spider-Man. It makes me feel free! Pete must love saving and protecting people as much as I do! Man, their faces of gratitude makes my job much more fun to do.

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  • She’s awesome, honestly.😎🕷️🕸️💞

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    This post is for my closest friend, Gwen Stacy!! You make me smile every time, we are together. You make me wanna to tell you everything that’s on my mind. Keep being the greatest friend in the world.💞

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  • okay but symbiote!peter parker… I think so 😌

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    Originally posted by moorehollandplz

    #peter parker#tom holland#mcu#spiderman#spiderman homecoming #spiderman far from home #peter parker imagines #peter parker imagine #tom holland imagines #tom holland imagine
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  • More Than Meets The Eye- Prologue

    Peter Parker x Y/n reader

    Word Count: 3.0k

    Warnings: Angst, cussing, kiddnapping, use of chloroform, mention of blood

    Summary: The story of how y/n got her powers and how they ended up in New York

    (I used my home state at one point just a heads up. I’m sorry if you are not from there it just made the story easier to write)

    *Some characters might seem like it is out of the ordinary to act like that, I change it up a little bit to go along with the story*

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    “Alright Y/n, have a good night! Drive safe!” My best friend shouted as I was leaving her place.

    “Good night and will do! See you later!” I shout back to her as I get into my car. Even though it was illegal for me to drive at 15, my house wasn’t too far from her home so the drive should be fairly easy and my parents were okay with it, I am a good driver. As I started driving back to my house in the thick fog of this winter night, I was driving on a straightway that has always been quiet, no one was ever around or lived near this road. The fog was so thick it was so hard to see past 5 feet from my headlights. Then all of a sudden my body was slammed against my door as something hit my right side. My car went spinning and spinning till I hit a street lamp on the left side of the car as the car took a new form of shape into a slight C around the street lamp. I lifted my head up from my shoulder and tried to get situated within my surroundings. My driver door window was broken and my car was wrapped around this street lamp, my parents are going to kill me. I look to my right to see a bigger dent on the right side where it was very obvious that it was struck by something. What hit my car to make that big of a dent? Deer were common in Washington and sometimes deer get hit but they don’t leave a dent like this. I put my hand to my head to try to help stop the headache that was pounding but then I felt liquid come from my head and I looked at my hand to see what it was, it was blood. Well this isn’t a good sign. I knew I needed help. Maybe a car hit me? I don’t remember seeing another car but there is a good possibility that I have a concussion and I can’t remember squat but if there are other people they can help me. Even with my left side being slightly wrapped around the street lamp, I was able to open my door. As I opened my door, I stood up outside but my legs were trying to come out under me so I had my hand on my car door and a hand on my roof to hold me up. As I was about to search for any sign of life, I saw 2 men start to approach me. I see no vehicle in sight, not even a dead animal that could possibly hit me. But as I watched these men come walking towards me, with no vehicle, it seemed like they just appeared out of nowhere from the fog, it’s like something you would see out of a horror movie. I got a bad feeling from these guys. I sit down back in my car and try to see if my car could still drive. Driving with a concussion isn’t a good idea but seeing what these men want, was even a worse idea. After a couple of tries, I was able to get my car started. As soon as my car started, I heard footsteps go faster and get louder. Yeah they were definitely not good. As I was about to get momentum of my car to drive off, my door was ripped off by one of the men. How the fuck did he just rip that off.

    “Hi sweetie, where do you think your going?” The super strength man had said with a malicious smile on his face.

    “Get away from me!” I shout at him. After seeing what the one guy could do, I don’t know how I am going to get out of this one. Definitely fighting my way out that’s for sure.

    “Oh but sweetheart you are injured, let us help you” as he reaches to grab me out of the car. I try to throw punches at him, typically I’m more of a kicking person but my legs weren’t functionally as well so punching was the alternative. Punching a man that had super strength was not the smartest thing to do.

    He got annoyed real fast, “stop punching you little bitch!” As he throws a punch at me knocking me unconscious. Everything went black.

    I wake up with my hands duct taped together. As I was waking up, about to freak out when I heard a couple of people arguing.

    “She has everything we are looking for. She has all of the credentials that we need for this experiment” the man which our super strength had said.

    “And what if it doesn’t work? What will we do with her then?”

    “First of all it will work I know for a fact this time, second, we will just throw her body into a ditch but I’m positive that it will work. We have been watching her for weeks now and we believe that she is the perfect candidate.”

    First of all, I have been watched this entire time? That’s really creepy. Second of all, what experiment? Was I about to be a lab rat? And somehow I was the perfect candidate for it? And if it doesn’t work I am going to end up dead in a ditch? My life just turned upside down in the past 2 hours, I’m assuming. I don’t know how long I have been out for. But if I had been told yesterday that I was going to be experimented on by 2 men that I’m pretty positive would cause my car to crash my car, I would have said that you were delusional. My thoughts running hundred miles per hour then slowed down at one thought, family. I remembered all of the people that loved who are going to be heartbroken. With my car totaled and with me missing, most likely people are going to think I am dead. I wanted to cry right then and there. No, I can’t do this. I need to think of a way to get out. Then I will see everyone I love and never see these men ever again. They were distracted in their arguing about something, I wasn’t really paying attention to what they were saying, they seemed to argue a lot. I subtly was looking around to see where I was. Which seemed to be in the back of a van. They must have someone else with them because the 2 men were in the back with me so someone had to be driving. I see a box knife just a little in front of my reach. With my back turn toward them, it makes it easier to reach for the box cutter but still hard to make sure they don’t see my movements. As I slowly reached for the box cutter, I was able to get my hands on it. I pull it down close to md and pop up the knife a little bit and and start cutting the tape. My plan was that once I get out of the tape I am going to use all of the strength I have to push open the van door and tumble into the road and get away as far as I can. As I am about to half my way done cutting the duck tape on my hands, I notice something. I realize that the men have stopped talking. I stopped cutting and hoped that they wouldn’t hear me cutting the tape. I was wrong. The man talking about me doing the experiment had flipped me over so I was facing them.

    “Now I wouldn’t do that if I were you” he says looking down at my hands for a moment then looking back at me. I was so close to cutting free from the duck tape too.

    “And why is that? Because you want to use me for your little experiment? Yeah I think I’m going to have to take a pass on that one buddy.” Now I see why my mom says that my mouth gets me in trouble.

    “You are a feisty one aren’t you. Good because that is what you are going to need” he says and all of a sudden the super strength guy has wrapped his arms around my torso preventing me from moving and in his other hand was a cloth with chloroform on it and had it across my mouth. I look up to see it is the super strength guy. How the hell did he get behind me? How did I miss that.

    “Has anyone told you… that you use… too much steroids? You need to.. lay off… the… juice…man” was the last phrase I was able to get out. I heard the man groan at my comment was the last thing I remembered.

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    I wake up slowly, groggy, trying to remember what just happened. When I put my hand on my head, I couldn’t. It was stuck. I looked down to see why and my hand was strapped in along with my feet strapped across this board that held me vertical so I was able to see in front of me. Not only was I strapped in but I was in this chamber, lucky I was able to see my surroundings.

    “Well well well. She is finally awake. So glad to see you and finally meet you y/n”

    “Who are you? How do you know my name? What am I doing here? What do you want with me?!” Getting louder and more demanding as I ask each question.

    “Woah woah. Relax y/n. So many questions. First of all I am Norman Olson, we have been watching you for weeks now” Oh right I knew that one. Stupid concussion for my short term memory. “What you’re doing here is that you are going to be my experiment and you are here because I believe that you have the right qualifications. And you should feel lucky, not a whole lot of people get a opportunity like this”

    “Oh lucky huh? Because getting your car crashed, getting punched across the face till I’m unconscious, getting drugged, and being forced to be tested on for some experiment is lucky. I think you and I have very different definitions of what lucky is.”

    “Oh I love your sass. I know it annoys the shit out of Sandman but that’s because he’s got no sense of humor. It gives you your charm, that’s for sure.”

    The way this man walks, sounds, speaks, and the way he carries himself, you could tell he was a psychopath.

    “Why me?” I finally asked him. Not really knowing if I want the answer to my question.

    “Oh too long to explain. I just know you are the perfect person.”

    “And what experiment is that exactly?” Realizing I have no idea what the experiment is. But taking a guess from being in a chamber strapped to a table was not a good sign.

    “Oh I have not explained it yet haveI? Well I am going to put a substance that I have created into your system that your body has never seen before. Your body might not recognize it at first and might want to fight it but it will enhance and move through your body very quickly and your body will get used to the substance not long after it spreads.. The substance that is going into your body will allow you to poison things at your touch, especially living things.” This dude is off the rails.

    “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU ARE INSANE. IF YOU GIVE ME THAT SUBSTANCE IT WILL KILL ME!”

    “No you won’t you will be fine. I’m 85-90% sure.”

    “You are a psychopath”

    “Oh you are not the first to call me that”

    “Okay. Let’s just say you giving me this substance and I somehow make it out alive, what is going to stop me from killing you”

    “I’m glad you asked” as he turns around to grab something and shows me a small little rectangle that seems to be a microchip.

    “Oh you’re going with that thing? Shock me if I try to kill you? How original.”

    “No, this chip is going to rest your memory. So that you think that you are my adopted daughter who loves her father and brother dearly and is ever so grateful in our lives. You will forget who your family and friends are. This chip also will allow me to turn the assassin mood on you. With a simple voice command, you will be my personal assassin with no recollection of it the next day, for your safety of course.”

    “Please don’t do this to me I beg you. I don’t want to do this” I begged out loud as I started to cry. At this point I’m hoping it is just some really bad nightmare. Why is this happening?

    “Well it’s happening no matter what”

    “Why are you doing this?” I ask him without looking at him. He doesn’t deserve to be looked at for what he is about to do. He is about to ruin my life.

    “Because I need to have someone do my dirty work without my hands getting dirty.”

    “You are a sick bastard”

    “Tell me some that I don’t know” he says as he is running around turning on machines, what seems to be preparing the experiment. I don’t know what to do at this point. I can’t escape, this man is a psychopath, and I am about to have power abilities and have someone control my brain whenever they want a deed they want done. I felt so sick. I am never going to be the same person after this. I just wanted to be home with my family who is probably worried sick about me at this point. I felt more tears stream down my face when I started thinking about my family.

    “Are you ready y/n? Are you ready for a new and better life”

    “Fuck you”

    “I will take that as a yes” as he continues to press buttons. All of a sudden these needles pop out from my sides, 3 on each side, start to approach my arms. Is it too late to say I’m scared of needles? I tried to move away from them as best I can, but these straps held me down very tightly. The syringes suddenly pierce my skin which hurt a bit at first but once the substance was released and flowing through my body, it felt like my body was on fire and getting stabbed all over my body at the same time. I cried out in excruciating pain. The pain continued for a good couple minutes but the pain made it feel like a century. Once the substance was fully released into my body, the pain stopped. I thought I was going to pass out from how much pain my body just took. Suddenly I felt a hot burning laser beam on the back of my neck. I knew this is how he was putting the microchip in. After the slight gap was made in the back of my neck I felt the microchip go into my neck and the chip was placed on my somatic nervous system. Dammit I had slight hope that he would put it somewhere where it wouldn’t work. Once the microchip was attached to my nervous system, the laser beam came back to close the gap. As soon as the gap was closed I decided to look at the man that created a monster out of me in the eyes one last time before he erased my memory from me. I told myself right then and there that once I get this stupid microchip out of my neck, he is going to pay for what he has done to me. He was holding a remote to what it seemed to be the remote to my microchip.

    “Goodbye y/n” he presses a button and a wave of pain comes through my brain and nerves. It is so painful I cry out, shouting at the top of my lungs. After what felt like hours, the pain stopped, and I felt my memory slip away from my fingers. I felt I was losing everything I had.

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    After a moment of rest after the pain that just went through my body for no reason, I see my dad. But I see him as I am strapped in on a table that is standing vertical in a chamber.

    “Dad what’s going on?”

    “Oh honey! I’m so glad you are okay. Don’t worry you are going to be okay. I just had to do something but you are good now.” He opens up the chamber and starts untying you from the table.

    “Oh weird. Was I sick or something? And why do I feel like I have been hit by a bus?”

    “Oh yeah you were really sick and the substance I gave you I knew was going to be a little painful but it cured you. Unfortunately you lost some memory but you are all better now.”

    “Oh well thank you Dad”

    “Of course, anything for you” he said

    “Oh and sweetie?”

    “Yes dad?”

    “I think you should learn some martial arts. You know for self defense, I am thinking about your safety, New York is a big place. I want you to be safe out there.”

    “I think that is a great idea. I have always wanted to take classes.”

    “Then after that, when I think you are ready, we will sign you up for school at Midtown Tech.”

    We walk out of the basement to enter the rest of the house. Even though I can’t seem to remember much, I felt that I was put into a new body, not recognizing my own skin.

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    Thank you all for reading! I’m super excited for this series. I think I am going to put it on Wattapad my wattapad is @rawrloveee if you want to read it there idk. Thanks again for reading!😊💖

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  • Y/N: I don’t get vests.

    Peter: Wha-

    Y/N: Is it winter on your torso and summer on your arms?

    Y/N: Wait, what was your question?

    Peter: I- I just asked if you could help me with my suit…

    Y/N: Oh… Sure!

    Peter: *Concerned* Are you ok?

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    Otto Schmidt, Black Cat, “Cheers, Luv”

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    Originally posted by merceret

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    a/n:

    not requested

    “You’ve got to be kidding me, Peter!” Your jaw dropped as you caught a glimpse of his appearance in line for school pictures. “You look like you just pulled your mask off.”


    “As a matter of fact, I did.” Peter tried to fix it himself by running his fingers throughout the mess on top of his head, but it was no use.


    “Here, let me.” You groaned and plucked your waterbottle from your bag. “Be lucky I’m not using my spit.” You uncapped said bottle and dumped a bit too much in your hand, watching a few drops hit the floor before slapping your wet hand on top of your friend’s head.


    “You’re being a little rough, y/n.” Peter mumbled as you guided his hair to one side to make him picture perfect.


    “Your aunt will thank me later.” You shrugged right before you were called up. “Okay, Peter, just remember to act natural. No bug eyes this time, even if you are a bit of a bug yourself.”

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