Can I Have Either A Fic Or Hc Where Peter Comforts A Sad Reader? I'm Really Depressed Rn Cause Of Some

Can I have either a fic or hc where Peter comforts a sad reader? I'm really depressed rn cause of some personal thing and just need some hugs from my boy Pete

Peter would HATE seeing you down

like he physically deflates when he sees you upset about anything

to the point where he has to convince himself not to cry for you

he’d be wrapping you up in blankets and his arms and maybe one of his hoodies, anything to keep you warm and feeling safe

if you’re at that point in your relationship, definitely telling you he loves you so much

cuddling wherever you are, no matter where

couch? sharing a blanket, huddled together, drinking some cocoa or tea

bed? cuddling and back rubbing and whispering until you fall asleep

floor? sitting between his legs with your back pressed against his chest and his back against the sofa

sometimes it took you some time to tell him what had happened that made you so sad

and that was okay with him

he just wanted you to be comfortable

homeboy would wait years just cuddling you until you’re ready

and when you do, he’s supportive, and understanding, no matter what it is

Peter is the kind of bf who actually listens.

he gives you his undivided attention, eye contact, responsive, and hanging on to every word you say

he wants you to know he cares

and you do

being with Peter always manages to lift your mood by 10000%

we love a soft and safe boi

Welcome to Faerie Land: A Guide to Holly Black’s Extended Faerie Universe

With Wicked King making the NYT Best Sellers list and more people reading The Cruel Prince/The Folk of the Air Series, I decided to make a quick guide to the other books in Holly Black’s Faerie universe.

One of the things I love about Holly Black’s books is how they interrelate. They give you background information about the world and side characters in TCP. But it’s not necessary to read these books to understand TCP. Also, since Jude has been in Faerie for almost her entire life she sometimes brushes over certain faerie rules that new readers might not know (eg. the effects of cold iron and faerie true names). Holly Black’s earlier books lay out these rules much more effectively.

So if you’re a new reader of Holly Black’s books, welcome! I’ll try to stay away from spoilers, and I’ll add links to Goodreads for more in depth summaries. If you’re a veteran, here’s a quick review of the other books in the Faerie Universe and a little bit about how they relate to TCP.

Keep reading

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3 years ago

Calm In The Storm ➳ Loki Laufeyson

➳ a/n: this is for the cuddling prompts! if there are any typos, i apologize! fast-typer over here 😂. if you want to request some, send me an ask! 😘

➳ pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

➳ summary: After a fight with your loved ones, you're out on the streets during a storm, searching for someone to run to. Thankfully, you know just who to go to.

➳ warnings: mentions of anxiety/panic attacks

➳ cuddle prompts: Person A shows up at person B's door, having been in a bad fight with a loved one, hoping to spend the night in person B's bed for some extra comfort -> requested by: @/midnight-ramblings

➳ || Loki Laufeyson masterlist || main masterlist || who I write for || cuddle prompts masterlist ||

Wiping away the tears that managed to spill down your cheeks, the sniffles not having subsided just yet.

You couldn’t stand confrontation, especially when it came to one of your loved ones. Voicing your opinion only pushed the matter to become worse, and the envelope ripped open to reveal anger, hurt, and demise. Words were exchanged and as someone who experienced bouts of anxiety; it was detrimental.

Having no real destination planned in mind, you found your way down the streets of New York, aimlessly searching. The rain was in a light drizzle, thunderstorm clouds gathering overhead for an enraged downpour. You just hoped you made it to wherever you were going without getting completely soaked.

Grasping the fabric of your t-shirt, you could feel your heart pounding violently in your chest. Squeezing your eyes shut, your hands shook as you tried to work your way through breathing.

If you could just steady yourself long enough, you’d be okay. But when a loud crash of thunder sounded overhead, it made you yelp and begin racing faster down the length of the sidewalk.

Gazing to your left, the solid black front door caught your attention, the familiar home seeming too inviting.

Loki.

Cutting over the lawn and pressing your sneaker-covered feet on the steps to the small wrap-around porch, your eyes were met with the gold-embellished doorbell. Inhaling sharply, a streak of lightning illuminated the sky and pushed you onward to ringing the bell.

“Please wake up, please wake up…” You trailed softly under your breath, tears still bubbling in your eyes. You glanced up to the second floor to the flicker of light break through the curtains of the bedroom. Breathing out a small sigh of relief, it wasn’t long before the door was being pulled open.

“Darling?” Loki’s sultry voice called out to you. He saw the ends of your hair dripping with water and without hesitation, he reached forward and pulled you inside.

Closing the door, his blue orbs cast into yours and he quickly saw the look of fear present in your eyes. He was able to pick up on your moods with ease.

“What happened?” Loki questioned, already taking your hand and leading you up the staircase toward his bedroom. You remained quiet, unsure of what to say.

“It’s nothing…. It’s stupid, really. I got into a fight with one of my family members. It’s okay, we just exchanged words, but… You know how I am.” You said sheepishly, a few tears streaming down your face. Loki had led you into the comfort of his bedroom where he soon was helping you change out of your dampened clothes. As he pulled one of his larger shirts over your frame, a loud crash of thunder sounded, causing you to jump closer to his chest.

Loki wrapped his arms protectively around you. “It’s okay,” He said, planting his lips to your forehead. “But why were you out there tonight, Darling?” He questioned.

You shook your head. “I couldn’t bear to go home and be alone… I was hoping maybe I could stay here for the night.” You breathed out uneasily.

Loki’s eyes pooled into yours. “Love, my home is yours. Of course, you can stay here. I just want you to be okay and feel safe.” He whispered. He could feel your body shaking against his, seeing as your breaths came in labored pants. Quickly, he took your hands into his.

“Hey, look at me,” Loki softly spoke. Your eyes lifted to meet his and Loki held your gaze intensely. “Deep breaths, okay? You’re going to run yourself into another panic attack if you aren’t careful… Focus on me, Love. I’m right here.” He encouraged you to take big breaths. Soon, you were following his breathing pattern and a wave of calm slowly began to flood over you.

Loki led you beneath the blankets. He removed his shirt for the second time tonight and tossed it over the chair by his reading nook. Wrapping his arm around you, he kissed your temple and felt as you curled into him.

His grip on you relaxed as you rolled onto his chest. Burying your nose into the crook of his neck, Loki began to draw circles into your back. You smiled gently, your lover nuzzling closer into you.

Pretty soon, you had drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Loki’s arms were secured around you as he planted one more gentle kiss to the top of your head, whispering a sweet ‘goodnight’ into your ear before turning off the light and giving in to his own rest.

➳ tagging:

@joyful-enchantress @immersed-in-mischief @high-functioning-lokipath

@annoyingsweetsstranger

@eclecticlokibytomhiddleston @spidyyparker @deanaddicted2

@ethanshide @lokistoriesblog @l0st-in-reality

@shae-annelore

@realandloud

@favthiddles

@marvelgirl0515

@tiredmamamac

@cherii--bomb

@stuckybarton

@peachsteven

@vampire7595

@moonshooter

@knopewyattworld @holdmytesseract

@wander-lustbabe

@captain-asguard @mm2305

@1marvelnerd3000

@xfirespritex @lokilover64 @augusta-imperatrix

@inas-thing

@harrietbarnesblog

@a-laufeyson

@BakaTsuki-Hime

@lokiswildheartcantbebroken @marvelgirl0515

@a-laufeyson

@warriorqueenofthesea @develin13

@clockblobber

@blackberryblossom

@stephv213

@asgardianprincess1050 @badgereatingmice

@abaristasbabble

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@salempoe

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2 years ago

living in my head rent free

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bound by a secret;

c: peter parker x gn!reader;

wc: 0.9k

an: i hate writing on my phone and bc i don't have my laptop rn, enjoy this rushed scenario that it's haunting me since nwh <3

ps: i imagined andrew garfield's spider-man, but you can imagine the one you like the most mwah

"Wait," Peter held your hand as you walked away from him, forcing you to stop in your tracks and stare at him curiously, your steps slowly approaching your boyfriend. "There is something I want to tell you."

his tone was serious, Peter's beautiful eyes running away from you, too scared, too anxious, too nervous to face you.

"Okay.."

your smile quickly faded from your face, your eyes attentively catching every move Peter made.

"its a secret."

your heart began to beat rapidly.

a secret.

you've known Peter forever, your childhoods crossing the streets of your neighborhood playing together and your adolescences gathering in libraries embellished by the tender exchanges of glances you couldn't disguise. years were spent side by side, conversations and games gaining great prominence in your lives, a whole storybook to be filled with the memories you shared.

as such, there were no secrets between you.

or so you thought.

"Okay..."

Peter took a deep breath and grabbed your other hand, trying to borrow a little of your own strength so he could have the courage to verbalize the various words that dazzled his mind.

calm and clearly; Peter just needed to be calm and clearly declaim the speech he had rehearsed so many times in front of the mirror. Peter just needed to be calm. Peter just needed to speak clearly.

"I am Peter Parker."

silence followed Peter's words as you stared at him, confused and somewhat amused.

"I am aware of that."

it was hard to talk without laughing after Peter's confession, your words sounding so fast and jumbled that they took Peter by surprise.

"What?" he looked at you and quickly noticed your smile that was beginning to form. his words replayed in his mind and brought him some lucidity, and embarrassment, making him even more nervous and letting the whole alphabet mix in his mind and run over itself every time he opened his mouth. "No. No! I mean, I am Peter Parker, of course! I am, yes. But what I mean is that I am Peter-man."

"and here i was, thinking you were Peter Pan."

a small laugh escaped your mouth as Peter let out a grunt of frustration followed by a muffled laugh.

he dropped your hands and stared at you seriously, the tension settling once more after a brief moment of relief caused by Peter's nervousness.

silence formed once more and the secret remained untouchable, inaudible, non-existent.

until he opened his mouth once more, this time clearly and calm, formulating the three words he had rehearsed for nights on end.

"I am Spider-man."

Peter's secret fled across the roof of the school, scattering the crucial information across the vast streets of New York, preventing that hero's identity from being known to the wind itself.

Peter's secret was released and told, a huge weight from Peter's shoulders flying at his little words, his back feeling instantly lighter as soon as his confession was heard by you.

but there was no reaction.

Peter was staring at you impatiently while you looked at him as if you were still waiting for something more in his speech. there was no blink or smile, no monosyllables or laughter. you just didn't give anything. Peter Parker has revealed himself to you and you have given him nothing.

"oh, was that it?"

when time seemed to have been consumed by the rudeness with which you dealt with the revelation, your words stabbed Peter's ears, waking a small dramatic flame within him.

"What do you mean 'that's it"?! I just gave you the revelation of the year and you just say that? seriously?!"

Peter's screams were always funny to you, especially when you knew there was drama and outrage behind him and never, ever, hate or anger.

"I just don't think it's such a big revelation when I've known it for months."

"you what?"

a squeak from Peter, a laugh from you, an autumn breeze.

"the fact that you're always late for our dates just minutes after Spider-man saved New York? the fact that you got incredibly strong overnight? the fact that you forgot to hide your suit when I went to your house last month?"

Peter was speechless.

glaring at you in the last rays of the day's sun, Peter didn't know if he should be upset or impressed; your words echoed through Peter's head, making him laugh as reality hit him, his hand once again reaching for yours, while the other held you by the waist.

"so it's no secret?"

"nope, sorry. you know you can't keep secrets from me."

he pulled you to him with care, now his two hands gently holding your waist as you rock your bodies according to a song just dictated by the vast universe witness of your everlasting love.

"not even one?" he brushed his nose against yours, teasing your lips with his as he waited for an answer from you, the smile he possessed being simply mischievous.

"nope."

"what if I tell you I love you? Is that a secret?"

finally, a kiss.

"It's more like a promise."

"a promise?" he brought your foreheads together, the sunset light painting your love on a city canvas in the hopes of preserving the confession of your love for all eternity.

"a promise you will never leave me. or lose me."

Peter smiled and kissed you again, his fingers gently squeezing your waist as he let the autumn breeze take with it all the words spoken at that moment.

for, among you, bound by a secret, there was nothing but a promise made for the first time.

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You're Perfect ➳ Loki Laufeyson

➳ this is from the meaningful gestures prompt list! if you want me to write any of these for a person/character from my list, let me know! :) sorry if there are any mistakes! 💗

➳ a/n: ahhh i love this so much 😭

➳ pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

➳ summary: Your love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. Loki knows when you're feeling insecure, just how to make you feel better.

➳ warnings: slight angst, but mostly fluff 💗

➳ prompts: Having your lover list everything they're insecure about, and responding with gentle caresses, kisses, and compliments about those areas. + "Every part, no matter how you feel, is amazing to me. I could spend all day explaining everything I love about you."

➳ || Loki masterlist || main masterlist || who I write for 💓 ||

Loki watched as you stood in front of the mirror with your jeans and shirt on, tears pricking your eyes. You hated your body image. You felt like you were too big, ugly in most places, and overall detrimental to society. Your lips trembled and your eyes bubbled as you ran your hands across your bare skin.

You wanted to look nice for your boyfriend tonight. He was taking you out on a date and you just wanted to make him think you looked pretty. However, as you scrambled through your closet, you found nothing that flattered you.

“Love?” Loki’s voice called gently. You stopped your movements and sighed.

“Nothing fits or if it does, it looks awful. How do you even stand to look at me?” You asked, tears blurring your line of vision.

He walked up behind you and rested his hands on your shoulders, caressing them gently in his palms. Leaning over your neck, he pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek that made your heart flutter.

"Every part, no matter how you feel, is amazing to me. I could spend all day explaining everything I love about you." Loki said into your ear. “Tell me what you’re insecure about and I’ll prove to you why I love it.”

Sighing, you started with your face. “My nose is too big and my lips aren’t full.”

Loki smiled, turning you around to face him. “Your nose? Is perfect. I get to do this all the time,” He leaned forward and nuzzled his nose against yours, bringing you to feel a blush creep along your cheeks. “And those lips? I could kiss them for hours. They’re made perfect for me,” He said before capturing your mouth for a delicate kiss. It was one that made you lose your breath as you clutched your fingertips around his wrist and smiled.

“What’s next, Love?” He caressed your cheek with his thumbs.

Your eyes drifted down to your chest. Without saying a word, Loki nodded once in understanding.

Gently removing the shirt you had tried on away from your skin, left you standing there in your jeans and bra. Loki leaned down, his long lengths tickling your skin as he kissed each breast. “These are splendid, Love,” He moaned to you. “Just think… If we ever decide to expand our family, not only do I get to have these to myself, you’ll nurture our babe.” He smiled, making you smile.

“Where to next?” He asked.

You ran your hands down the length of your sides. To you, your stomach looked swollen. Your curves were evident, but you hated the dimples in your skin and the stretch marks dotting your skin.

“Oh, Darling,” Loki sighed, dropping to his knees. He peppered your stomach with kisses and featherlight touches that sent shivers down your spine. “Your stomach? Is extraordinary. Each curve and stretch mark makes you all the more gorgeous. This may be my favorite part about you, Love… And I know exactly where you’re headed next, so I’ll take it upon myself.”

Your eyebrows furrowed until he roamed his hands across your thighs. “Your thighs are magnificent, my Love. Not only could you crush my head in between these beloved legs - which I’m never opposed to - you should feel how they shake as I pleasure you. It’s truly earth-shattering.” Loki moaned, kissing the skin as he rolled down your jeans. Helping you step out of them, he continued his journey.

Focusing his attention, he was slowly on the uprise. His fingertips ghosted across your bottom where it gave it a teasing squeeze, leaving you to jump lightly.

He smiled and presented himself at your back. Kissing your shoulders and dragging a finger down the length of your spine, your eyes closed.

“You are gorgeous, Darling. The most breathtaking woman I have ever met. I’m so lucky to call you mine.” He grinned.

Smiling, you closed your eyes as you bit your lip.

“Thank you, Loki…” You whispered as he kissed you delicately.

“Of course, Darling… Now put on that sexy gold dress you know I love so much. I promise it looks exquisite on you.”

You nodded, feeling a lot more confident in yourself.

Gold dress it is.

➳ tagging:

@joyful-enchantress @immersed-in-mischief @huntress-artemiss @high-functioning-lokipath

@annoyingsweetsstranger

@eclecticlokibytomhiddleston @spidyyparker @deanaddicted2

@ethanshide @lokistoriesblog @l0st-in-reality