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summary: Peter always known you had a wide variety of music, but only heard the soft music. Until one day he heard music he never thought you’d listen to
Content tags: fluff, light swearing, implied violence, implied sexual acts, slight teasing
tasm!Peter Parker xgn!reader
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(real ones know these songs)
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Peter was out patrolling early morning, and you were home wondering what to do to kill time. you were currently listening to music, the soft indie music. You were vibing to them until you kept playing the other playlists in your library that were collecting dust
Kept skipping playlists until you stopped at one playlist you didn’t think you’d ever come back to. Something in you sparked up.
it got you up on your feet and straight to the speaker to connect.
beep!
connected
“ignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit, cause if * violate, we got hunnid clips”
you’ve always been a fan of this music but things change, eventually you came back to the music you swore you’d never listen to again
you were singing and shouting, and dancing to the music
all the hype got you cleaning yours and Peter’s shared bedroom
“These bitches love sosa! O end or no end!”
the music really helped you stay on task with the house hold chores
“just got some top from a stripper bitch, she from Kankakee”
at this point you now drifted to the kitchen to clean all while the music still played out
“I’m out here in Miami! Looking for the hoochie daddy’s!”
while the commotion was going on, you heard the keys jingle and you quickly went to the room to turn off the music before peter could fully hear the music and the lyrics.
He opened the door and you stood there out of breath and smiling
He gave you a confused smile
“why are you out of breath?” He laughed
“oh um.. I’ve been cleaning! you know me”
he laughed and brushed off the odd event
you love Peter really, but him knowing you like rap music kind of cringes you, since you both made fun of it often. So him knowing you like it too, he’ll tease you.
the next day
Peter left for work and you again were left at home on your day off
you turned on the speaker, and played your current favorite playlist, and got to cleaning
“Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah!”
and this is how you cleaning
bathroom, “she wanna go viral! Keep fuckin’ for hours! That pussy got power! That pussy got power!”
bedroom, “riding through New York, finna go shoot up New Jersey!…. We gon come and blow New Jersey up”
living room, “ I gotta * that fuck me so great! Whenever he wanna eat it, I just put it in his face!”
while singing, you were trying to remember why you stopped listening to this music.
it was character development in all honesty
you were so into the cleaning you didn’t hear the door open.
“Know a little freak in Hollywood, sucks on dick, does it real good!”
as you were rapping these lyrics, dancing, you turned around and met with your boyfriend who had wide eyes at your explicit language and the music choice you chose
you froze and widen your eyes that you were finally caught and you couldn’t deny the truth. You’re heart beating due to the combination of singing, dancing and cleaning.
you grabbed your phone and pressed pause
“who am I dating?” He said in sarcastic disbelief
“awh noo, I didn’t want you to see me like this!” You exclaimed
you were embarrassed, like genuinely
“why?”
“Cmon Pete, aren’t you surprised?”
he paused
“yeah actually, I never knew you listened to this music” he said with a hint of disgust
“well I don’t but I have been recently… I used to like rap music years back but I stopped” you admitted
“and I missed it, this music really gets you pumping and full of energy”
he admired your truthfulness, but still wasn’t convinced this was you
“you keep looking at me as if I’m lying to you” you said
he laughed, “can I be honest, I want to believe you that you like this music but .. I just can’t” he said between giggles
“stop Peter I’m serious, I do like this music”
“right…”
“look click any song from here and I can sing with ease, I swear”
he was skeptical but he did anyway. He intently looked at the titles and see if he can loophole and find a song you don’t know… he was wrong
“ah okay this one!”
he played “X” by 21 savage
you proved him wrong, you do know this song
the song only started a few seconds and you told him the name of it and he stood there in shock
“woah”
“I told you”
a few moments of silence and he started dying of laughter
you knew he wouldn’t let this live down
but now you listen to that music and he has to listen
he would be lying if he didn’t find himself singing along and bumping his head.. but he wouldn’t admit that… ever
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Hugs and kisses
Pairing- Peter Parker x GN!Reader
Summary- Sometimes even the strongest ones need comfort and Peter finds it in your arms.
Warnings- none literally, this is just a soft fic coz peter deserves all the love and hugs in the world, my poor english is a warning tho :’)
Word Count- 687
A/N- I thought of this while listening to ‘Sweet Nothing’ by Taylor Swift and here it is. Also I changed fandoms lol. dw i still write for harry potter but i’ll write for marvel too now. And this can be read for any peter but I imagined tasm peter here :3 Hope y’all like this <3
You were about to get into bed, after having done your nighttime skincare and changing into your pyjamas, when you heard soft knocks on your window.
You went over to open it, knowing it was Peter. Whenever he visited you after his night patrols, it was always near this time. You would go on about your day while he told about his and then went to sleep together while snuggled close to each other.
Today it seemed a little different. Because when you moved the curtains to get a look at him, his expressions were different from what they always were. Like he was upset about something.
You quickly unlatched your window and let him inside. You turned to face him and furrowed your eyebrows when he didn’t meet your eyes.
Something was definitely up.
“Peter, love, is everything okay?” you said softly, not wanting him to break. “You know you can tell me anything,” you start, wanting to break the silence, but he flinches at your voice. you let out a shaky exhale and step forward, reaching a hand up, slowly, like approaching a skittish animal, to press your palm to his cheek. he unconsciously chases the warmth, his hair parting to reveal his eyes, sadder than you’ve ever seen them. your heart lurches for him. “oh, Peter.”
He leaned in your touch and sighed in content. Slowly you lifted your other hand to cup both his cheeks while he looked on the verge of tears.
“I- I just needed to see you. He- he said that,” Peter couldn’t even bring himself to properly say that. After that random bad guy he had just fought told him he had attacked you, he needed to make sure you were okay.
“It’s okay, Peter. I’m here.” You said, voice still soft as you start to caress his cheek with your thumb.
Peter couldn’t keep it in anymore, as he immediately buried his face in your neck and held you tightly, as if he were afraid you’d disappear.
You, on the other hand, couldn’t stop your heart from breaking after seeing him in such a state. The way he sounded, the way you could feel his tears on your neck, you couldn’t help but shed some tears as well as you spoke soothing words to him.
Moments like these brought comfort to Peter. Him in your arms, you holding him tightly, speaking softly and trying to comfort him, he sometimes wonders what he has done to deserve this, to deserve you. Your arms were his go to place when things got hard, being spiderman wasn’t easy. And it felt great that you out of all people knew about him and still loved the real him.
Both of you stayed in each other’s arms for what felt like an eternity, with none of you wanting to let go of each other. But you didn’t mind it, Peter deserved all your love and affection.
After few moments, you slowly spoke, breaking the comfortable silence you both were in, “lets get you changed so that we can cuddle in bed. Sounds good?”
He seemed hesitant to let you go, but he loosened his grip and pulled away to look you in the eye, arms still loosely wound around your waist. He seemed almost meek like this—to the point it almost felt like you’re not looking at the strongest. Right now, it kinda just feels like you’re looking at a man—a man who has the entire weight of the New York on his shoulders.
“Thank you, Y/N.” He said, his voice still wavering. “You- You’re everything. God I love you so much.”
You smiled gently at him as you cupped his cheek again, he kissed your palm, and you said, “I love you too, Peter. More than words can express.”
With that, Peter cupped your face and brought his lips onto yours, pouring all his love, affection, fears and everything he felt for you into it. You kissed him back with same passion, sealing a promise of never leaving him into this kiss.
Because maybe in that moment, this was all you both needed.