#spider-man tom holland

[heavymetalluverr566]

today spidy sketch , i love his face so much, why he's so cute?

[saintlaurentproblems]

Wait that’s fucking weird lol

[pandadrake]

Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) Post-Credits Scene (Colorized)

Been wanting to draw a thing including that cursed MCU Peter photo for a while.

Tumblr ate the image in my last post so here it is again.

[rainydayathogwarts]

Bed side drawer - Peter Parker

summary: when Tony finds a box of condoms Peter's bed side drawer, he doesn't expect Peter's girlfriend to walk into the room, causing an awkward interaction. a/n: my toxic trait is that i always imagine tasm!peter even tho it's in the avengers universe 0.6k wc

When Peter walks into his bedroom, the first thing his eyes lay on is the box of condoms in his mentor's hand. Tony Stark smirks from where he sits on his mentee's bed, drinking the cup of coffee Aunt May had so graciously prepared him. Peter's eyes go wide, flickering between his open bed side drawer and his mentor, and he dives across the room to get the box from him. Peter nearly hits his head against the wall when Tony tosses the box in the air, catching it in his hand when it falls down again. Peter's face flushes red as he scrambles back up, straightening his bed sheets where he haphazardly landed on them, mouth gaping open. Peter can hear you laughing with his Aunt May in the living room about another one of May's stories. She always had to tell you about the stories of how smitten he was with you, an attempt for your relationship to last forever. He needs to get that box before you walk in because that was not the situation he imagined you'd meet Mr. Stark in. He refused to let it happen.

Peter tilts his head to the side with desperate eyes, begging "Please give me those Mr. Stark." Tony grins teasingly, saying "You know these only work when there are two people involved, right?" Peter doesn't have time to react before the door to his room opens again and you walk in, saying something about the story Aunt May had told you before your eyes land on the older man in the room, prompting you to go silent. Oh no, Peter thinks. Tony quickly's eyes quickly scan you where you awkwardly stand in the doorway, and the obvious mortification that settles on your face at the realisation of who he is.

"Oh."

"Oh." Tony's tone is suggestive, and completely different from yours. He stands up from Peter's bed, slowly making his way across the room to you. His eyes flicker between you and Peter, the box of condoms still in his hands as you shoot a hand out in front of you, smiling nervously and saying "Hi, I'm y/n." in a lowsy attempt to ignore the box laying in the man's hand, eyes glancing down to it a couple of times. Tony shakes your hand, introducing himself, before asking "And who might you be y/n?" Gulping, you glance between your boyfriend, whose face has flushed a dark shade of red, and the avenger standing in front of you. "I'm Peter's girlfriend." You state, eyes widening as Tony puts the box of condoms in your hand.

"There are two people involved then..." You hear him mutter under his breath, but it's nothing as embarrassing as Aunt May walking into the busy room and observing the situation, attention immediately caught by the box of condoms that you throw at your boyfriend in a panic. The box hits Peter's chest and falls on the floor, and neither of you make a move to pick it up whilst you smile awkwardly at May, who follows Tony out of the room. You huff when they walk out, turning around to dig your head into Peter's chest in humiliation. Your boyfriend hugs you close, rubbing a hand on your back, and he's happy you can't hear Tony say "That girl seems too sweet to be having sex with your nephew." or his Aunt May's scoff of "Yeah until you come back home after a night with your friends and hear everything through those walls. She really knows how to talk dirty."

[spideycentral]

Tom Holland Confirms ‘Spider-Man 4’ Will Begin Filming Next Summer

[spideylilparker]

Meanwhile in Deadpool & Wolverine - Press Tour

They are so chaotic

[at1r1-park3r]

Peter; at school and just got in trouble: I swear I'm innocent!

Principal; not amused: That's it. Your aunt passed? I'm calling your parents.

Peter: Haha, good luck with that!

Principal: What?

Peter: My parents are DEAD! *unhinged laughter*

Principal: but I have their phone numbers....

[bridoesotherjunk]

saw this on twitter from user Parzival_jay

i think about this so fucking often

Tom Hardy's Venom really was such a non threat, it's so fucking funny

the fans who wanted to see Tom Hardy duke it out with Tom Holland had to have been disappointed. but like -- that's so fucking FUNNY

man and his alien literally sat at a bar and got wasted instead of doing anything important. King behavior.

[logangarfield]

Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017) dir. Jon Watts

[jasperlore]

GAY?!?! I havent posted on here in so long, I dont really know how to use this site so plz be kind to me LMFAOO

[scottxlogan]

@giftober 2024 | Day #15: "References". Tony Stark referencing pop culture.

[logray]

zendaya collecting white boys of the month like they’re infinity stones (insp.)

bonus:

[spider-jaysart]

Did the meme hehehe

(Damian buys him pizza afterwards to try and cheer him up lol)

(Click for better quality)

[wheredostarsgowhenyoudie]

Peter (entering the room, panting and looking panicked): Mr. Stark, I need help hiding the body!

Tony (a very tired mentor):

Peter (stares knowingly):

Tony (stares back, then sighs): Pete, kid, kiddo, beloved son of mine in all ways but blood, you know when Natasha asks that of me, I would expect she just murdered someone and needs me to turn them to dust to eliminate evidence-

Peter (scoffs): Mr. Stark, please! She's Black Widow. As if she needs help hiding a body!

Tony (face palms): You're right, but totally missing the point. Anyways, I know you don't mean that, so I gotta ask. What body?

Peter: Pffff. Oh, no, of course not! No murder, not yet, but an incoming one maybe.

From outside, they hear the enraged voice of one stressed aunt calling PETER BENJAMIN PARKER!!

Peter (hides behind Tony): Hide me, please! Cause I did something, and now May's mad and I think she's about to murder me.

[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭*

Parings → Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings → Slight smut! 18+ , masturbation

Summary → Peter gets caught by his girlfriend while masturbating.

(gif not mine)

You had just come back from a long day with MJ and Betty, feeling refreshed and ready to see Peter. After all, he had been texting you non-stop, asking when you’d be back, telling you how much he missed you. You smiled to yourself as you walked down the hallway toward his bedroom in the Avengers compound, thinking about how cute he was when he got clingy.

But as you reached his door, you decided to let yourself in without knocking, excited to surprise him. You twisted the knob and stepped inside, but what you saw made your breath catch in your throat.

Peter was on his bed, his back slightly arched, one hand gripping the sheets and the other firmly between his legs, pumping himself slowly. His eyes were squeezed shut, his lips parted, soft moans escaping from his mouth. And then, you heard it — your name.

“Y/n… fuck, baby…” he groaned, his voice breathy and desperate.

The sight was enough to freeze you in place. Despite the fact that you and Peter had sex before, you had never seen him like this—so vulnerable, so completely lost in his own world. Before you could stop yourself, a startled gasp escaped your lips.

Both of you screamed at the same time.

“OH MY GOD!” Peter’s eyes flew open, and he bolted upright, trying to cover himself with the nearest thing—his pillow. “Y/n! What are you doing here?!”

You slapped a hand over your mouth, wide-eyed. “What am I doing here?! What are you doing?!” You stammered, trying to process the situation.

Peter looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. “I—I didn’t think you’d be back so soon! I—this isn’t what it looks like—okay, maybe it is—but—”

You were already laughing, shaking your head as you closed the door behind you. “Peter, you’re literally sitting there with your dick in your hand, and you’re trying to say ‘this isn’t what it looks like’? Seriously?”

He groaned, flopping back on the bed with his face buried in his hands. “This is so embarrassing. Please, can we just pretend this never happened?”

You grinned, walking over to the edge of the bed. “No way, Parker. You’re never living this down.” You sat down next to him, poking his arm. “We’ve had sex before, but seeing you like this? That’s new.”

Peter peeked through his fingers, his face bright red. “I—uh—well, I missed you…”

You bit your lip to stop from laughing again. “Yeah, I could tell. You were moaning my name, Pete. My name while jerking off.”

He groaned louder, rolling over to hide his face in the pillow. “Please stop talking…”

“Nope,” you said, pulling the pillow away from his face. “You missed me that much? You couldn’t wait for me to get back? You had to… take matters into your own hands?”

Peter let out a soft whine, rubbing his face in frustration. “I didn’t think you’d walk in on me! I thought I had more time before you got back. I just… I couldn’t stop thinking about you. All day. And I… I needed to—well, you know.”

“Clearly,” you teased, your smile widening. “You could’ve just waited. I would’ve been happy to help.”

Peter shot up, looking at you in disbelief. “Wait, really?”

You raised an eyebrow, trying to keep a straight face. “I mean, if you were that desperate, you could’ve waited until I got back home, and I could’ve taken care of it for you.”

Peter blinked, clearly flustered. “Y-you would’ve done that?”

“Uh, duh? I'm your girlfriend,” you said, leaning in a little closer, letting your voice drop teasingly. “But now you’ll never know, because you were too impatient.”

Peter’s mouth fell open, completely mortified. “You’re—oh my God, you’re evil.”

“And you love me for it,” you shot back, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to his lips, only to have him grab your wrist before you could pull away.

“Wait,” he said, his voice low, suddenly much more serious. “You mean it? You… you’re not weirded out by this?”

Your expression softened at his question, realizing that under all the embarrassment, Peter was genuinely concerned about what you thought. “Peter, no. It’s not weird. I mean, yeah, it was a little shocking walking in on you like that, but… it’s kind of flattering, you know? Knowing you were thinking about me like that.” You gave him a reassuring smile. “You’re allowed to have needs. Everyone masturbates. I just wish you’d let me help you next time.”

His eyes softened, and his grip on your wrist tightened just a bit as he pulled you toward him. “I promise I’ll wait next time,” he whispered, his voice full of affection. “I just… I missed you so much. You don’t even know.”

You cupped his cheek, your thumb brushing gently across his skin. “I missed you too. Maybe I shouldn’t have stayed out so long…”

Peter’s eyes flicked to your lips, his voice hushed. “You could make it up to me now…”

You couldn’t help but smile as you leaned in, your lips brushing against his. “Maybe I could.”

Peter’s hands found your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his embarrassment melting away with every passing second. You could feel the tension in his body, the need he had been bottling up all day, and you couldn’t help but be a little smug knowing that he had been thinking of you the whole time.

When you finally pulled back for air, Peter’s forehead rested against yours, his breathing heavy. “You’re never going to let me forget this, are you?” He asked, his voice breathless.

“Not a chance,” you replied, grinning against his lips. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t have to resort to handling it yourself next time.”

Peter laughed, the last bit of tension fading from his body as he hugged you close. “You’re the best, you know that?”

You pressed another kiss to his lips. “I know.”

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[spidey-webz]

giving peter his first blowjob

warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, peter is 18+ here of course, oral (m receiving), inexperienced peter, hair pulling, tiny bit of dirty talk (soft), swearing, cum swallowing

pairing: tom!peter parker x reader

a/n: this is just peter brain rot because the image of him coming from a blowjob lives in my head rent free

masterlist

Peter and you had been dating for a few months now. You had taken it all fairly slow, not wanting to rush each other through any part of the relationship. And it was working well.

Your time together was always cherished by the both of you. Whenever you were alone, you did spend a considerable amount of your time kissing each other and exchanging innocent touches.

But you never went the whole way.

However, you loved the feeling of Peter growing hard between your legs while you had him on top of you. His soft kisses against your neck spurred you on as you were grinding your hips up into his. The low groans escaping him reverberated through your body and you knew you wanted more.

“Peter,” you mumbled between kisses one day, your boyfriend looking down at you with wide eyes. His hair was a mess, a few stray curls hanging down onto his forehead and his biceps was straining against his shirt as he supported himself with his arms. Your fingers softly wandered over his cheek, then down to his chest. "I want to touch you," you whispered, hands slipping under his shirt. His skin was soft, but the muscles beneath were strong and hard and you wanted to explore them with your tongue.

Peter's cheeks turned a soft red before he pressed a small kiss to your forehead, lying down on the bed beside you. You were quick to settle on his lap as his hardened cock already pressed against his pants, eager to be touched. To be honest, you were just as eager to finally get your hands on him.

His hair was tousled as he spread out on the pillow, letting you take the reins now. You pushed his shirt up further, exposing his happy trail and the tight abs he sported. Kissing over his stomach and then further down while Peter was starting to breathe faster. His hips pushed up to meet your kisses.

You opened his jeans with ease and pulled them down his legs, revealing a few scars on his upper thighs and the visible boner in his boxers. Heartrate rapidly increasing, you took your time pulling his underwear down inch by inch and eventually, his cock sprang free.

His tip was already red and leaking pre-cum as you admired the sight before you. Your boyfriend’s cheeks had grown a deep red as his chest was rapidly rising and falling, your own hands putting his underwear away before you took the time to squeeze his thighs. Peter's thighs were strong and you loved sitting on them, but not today. Today would be all about him and getting a taste of him.

Your hand delicately wrapped around his cock. He wasn't too big, probably just the right size. Prominent veins ran up the sides of his length and you knew you wanted to get your mouth on it as soon as possible. Judging by Peter's fast breathing and the way his hands clung to the sheets, you had to take it slow – drag out the moment, enjoy it.

A soft groan escaped your boyfriend's lips when you stroked him for the first time. Peter had touched himself to the thoughts of you countless times, but it was a better feeling with your hand wrapped around him. His eyes had closed in the process and you were eager to make the man underneath you squirm and moan.

A few more tugs followed, Peter's lips parting as more sounds escaped his throat. The sight was heavenly. His curls were even more of a mess now and his face was filled with pure bliss. His biceps flexed as he tugged on the sheets below him, eyes fluttering open to find your gaze as you continued your work.

You could feel your own arousal rising within you. A tight coil in your stomach, a heat that was slowly spreading throughout your entire body. But this was about Peter now.

"Feel good?" You asked. "Do you like it when I touch you like this?"

It sent a shiver straight down your spine when Peter replied with a raspy voice, nodding quickly.

"Yes. Keep going. Please..."

You didn't have to be told twice.

For the first time, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, tasting his salty pre-cum. A small touch from your mouth alone was enough to make Peter buck his hips up. He was desperate for more and he hoped you'd give it to him.

Your right hand still stayed wrapped around his length, but you were circling your tongue around the tip of his cock, enjoying the taste and the feeling to the fullest. When you were sure that Peter had enough of the teasing touches, you decided to take him into your mouth completely.

His cock quickly hit the back of your throat and Peter let out another soft moan. It sounded like music in your ears, so you started to move your head up and down once you got used to the feeling of his length in your mouth.

"Shit," he groaned and pressed his head further into the pillows, while his hips moved up to meet your touch. Your hands held onto his strong thighs, nails digging into his skin as you swirled your tongue around him and took him into your mouth over and over again.

The sweet taste of him remained on your tongue, a firm reminder that he was getting close and Peter grew more desperate by the second.

"Fuck, I'm going to come." His voice broke halfway, knuckles turning white before he removed them from the sheets to bury them in your hair instead.

His hands gently pressed you down further on his cock as he started to thrust up into you instinctively and you couldn't help but moan around him as he did so. A few more thrusts, a few more pants and he was spasming inside you, warm seed filling your mouth.

You swallowed it down without a second thought, pressing a few more kisses to the head of his cock before you let go of him. A swipe of your tongue across your lips and you looked back up to your boyfriend.

Beads of sweat had gathered on his forehead, but there was a smile on his lips and Peter didn't waste any time to pull you back into his arms. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, not bothering to put his pants back on.

Cuddling you and then touching you in return was way more important now.