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Overprotective Tobey!Spidey Headcanons

Request: can you maybe do overprotective headcanons for tobeys peter ???

Of course, I’m so happy to see so many Tobey requests!

Also I’m back!!! Happy new year everyone!! <3

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Oooh okay so Tobey!Peter, we already know that he’s the sweetest boy. The two of you have been sweethearts since High School, spending all day together. The two of you used to sit with your heads knocked together on the school bus, Peter’s fingers trembling as they brushed over yours, turning the page of the newest Science journal. Or partnered up together in lessons, where Peter spends the whole hour with his head resting on his palm with that fond, faraway look in his eyes as he watches you. He constantly gets told off for allowing the beaker to explode, though, and he apologises to you profusely when you have to stay behind during lunch and wipe the goo of the tables. You just start laughing, and in the end he joins in with his own nervous giggles as you walk over and rest your forehead on his shoulder.

And he swears he can feel his heart explode. He stills, trying not to jostle you, but he fears you can tell how he can barely breathe. He awkwardly wraps an arm around your waist, thumb sort of hovering over your shirt in fear that he’s stepping too far. And it’s the most magical feeling he’s ever had, that ecstatic bliss that burns through his chest and sets every nerve of his being on fire. 

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Do y’all ever feel like dying out of no where your not sad or upset just feel like dying and yet you feel ok at that moment? No? Just me?

Stephen: It’s dark in here.

Y/N: Don’t worry dude I got this!

Y/N: *Stomps their feet*

Y/N: *Skechers light up*

Stephen:

Stephen: *Pats Y/N on the head* and this is why I married you.

I headcanon that Husk used to turn up in weird places after a night of drinking.

Has anyone read these?:) i also love the detail on there book!

Undertale reader insert fanfic recs

Look, cringe culture is dead and I decided to combine two things I like: my taste in fanfiction and bullet journaling. If you like skeletons, you’re in luck I guess. These pretty much all feature sans and papyrus from different universes, but one of these is a Gaster x reader.

Skeleton Squatters and the LandLady by Tyrant_Tortoise on Ao3 

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"Always Bella II" - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Jacob x reader angst. Bella always comes first. I'm going to hurt your feelings so if you don't want that please don't read this. Part Two to " Always Bella " There will be a part three.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

My bed was achingly cold. In fact, my entire being has been achingly cold since that day Jacob disappeared, leaving me in the rain with Bella Swan.

Even worse, Jacob had been radio silent ever since. What I thought would jumpstart our contact again seemed to only push us further apart.

"Leave me alone, (Y/N)."

"Jacob." I begged. "Jake, please."

"No, I have nothing left to say. I don't want you in my life anymore." His cold voice cut through the phone before he abruptly hung up.

That phone call echoed in my brain daily, it haunted my nightmares.

The one person I could always count on was gone, it seemed he was no longer the person I fell in love with.

Jacob was no longer my sunshine, my rock. He was angry, he was cold.

Nothing felt real anymore. I didn't feel real anymore, I had nobody to turn to. Bella tried to speak to me, but I had nothing to say. I blamed her for everything going on between Jake and I, or lack thereof.

I haven't been to First Beach nearly as much as I used to, it hurt too much.

It hurt too much to be there. The memories of Jacob and I played through my head, ringing through my ears. Tears pricked my eyes as I heard his laughter echo the walls of my brain, burning a pit into my stomach. I was sick at the thought of him.

Empathetic looks from Sam, Quil, and Embry plagued my vision when I went. I couldn't even be bothered with them, though.

They didn't tell me shit.

No matter how many times I asked, they wouldn't give me anything. I needed to know what was going on with Jacob.

I needed to know why I felt like I was dying. Like every fiber of my being was falling apart.

I felt like a hole was ripped right through my chest.

Why did it hurt this bad?

It felt as if I couldn't breathe anymore. It were as if someone was sitting on my chest, holding my head underwater.

This pain was unimaginable. Losing Jacob hurt, the pain was only getting worse-- and more physical as time went on.

It wasn't this bad before I saw him in person.

When he first disappeared, it hurt-- but not like this.

No, this was pure pain. Ever since our eyes met that day in the rain, it felt as if my soul was ripped right from my chest, set ablaze in front of my very own eyes.

Nothing was the same without Jacob. He was everywhere I looked. Finding a few shirts or hoodies of his in my room was pure pain. Music hurt too much, I couldn't look at my shitbox car any longer. The countless memories of us spending hours working on it, screwing around and having way too much fun trying to fix the old vehicle swirled throughout my thoughts.

It was all too much, everything was physical pain. I felt myself slipping into a dangerously low place, but I couldn't really explain why I was so effected by this.

Yes, I was in love with him, but this was abnormal. A pain like this wasn't normal, it almost didn't feel real.

Life had lost it's color without Jacob Black. The sun was no longer shining, no longer bringing me warmth.

I was empty, I was cold. Nothing could bring me the warmth I needed to continue; nothing could fix the sharp, aching pain I felt in my chest.

Except maybe Jacob.

I felt it in my lungs with every breath.

Dark circles clung to the underneath of my eyes, I felt myself growing weaker every day. The pain radiated through my aching soul every day.

Why was I hurting like this? How was this even possible?

I stared at the screen of my phone, observing all the texts I've sent to Jacob the last few weeks, all unanswered. All of the times I tried to call him, also with no answer.

I hadn't tried in a week, the feeling of rejection taking over my entire body. I didn't understand why, but Jacob truly hated me now. He no longer felt connected to me, there was nothing left between us.

I laid in my bed for what felt like days.

To be fair, it was probably days.

I stared at the beams of light peaking through my curtains, dancing among the comforter laying upon my freezing cold body.

This comforter provided me with no warmth. Nothing could warm me any longer. The way I felt was indescribable.

Something in me burned. I yearned to see him, I felt this pull. I needed to find him.

I grabbed the keys to my car, threw a sweater on and made my way over to First Beach for the first time in what felt like ages.

The drive was a blur, no music played through my speakers. No amount of heat that blasted through the vents brought me comfort, it felt as if my fingertips were going to freeze off. It felt like the hole in my chest was only growing larger, bringing me deeper into this pit of despair.

I stepped out of my car, walking towards the bodies I saw in the distance. Embry and Quil sat on a log, chatting in front of an unlit bonfire; as you guessed it-- two empathetic looks flashed my way before they quickly contorted to looks of concern.

I shook off their looks, my cold cheeks and dreary eyes peering around to find who I looked for. I watched as Quil's eyes darted left before quickly returning to my gaze.

I turned my attention to where he looked and saw Jacob.

But he was with Bella. Though he looked disheveled, he still had enough strength to see her.

I watched as she pulled him in for a hug. The way he held her in his arms instantly made me sick.

I felt the air leave my lungs as the pain in my chest only intensified. It felt as if someone punched my in the gut.

I watched as his shoulders rose and fell, seemingly out of breath.

It didn't matter, though. He was with her.

No matter what made him as distressed as he had become, Bella was still around even if he cut me off with no explanation. He couldn't have me in his life but he would always keep her around.

I couldn't even cry, all my tears were gone. I had to tear my eyes from the sight as I felt whatever was left of my soul leave my body yet again. My knees practically gave out from under me at the sight, making my turn around very clumsy.

My vision grew cloudy as I walked back to my car. Black spots taking over my vision as I sat in the driver's seat. I laid my head on the steering wheel, holding onto it to ground myself.

It's always Bella.

Every time, he chooses her.

My knuckles where white from gripping the wheel so hard. I tried to make myself breathe, but it wasn't working as the pain in my chest was only getting worse. I felt my consciousness slipping as I grew weaker.

"It's always Bella." I exhaled as I felt myself grow limp, succumbing to the darkness that plagued my vision.

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Part One / Part Two / Part Three

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"Always Bella III" - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Part III to "Always Bella" Read Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Jacob's warm skin pressed against mine gently, his arm brushing up against my side. I leaned my head against his shoulder, lightly shutting my eyes as I grew more relaxed by the minute.

"Jeez, (Y/N). Try to stay awake a little longer." He softly chuckled into my hair, lightly squeezing my side.

"But Jake, it's so late and I'm just so tired." I giggle, nuzzling my face closer into him.

"I know, I know." He whispers. "Just close your eyes for a bit but you'll be awake again by episode three."

"You got it."

He laid down on the couch, pulling me into him so we laid more comfortably. I pulled the blanket up closer to my chin as I inhaled the light scent of his cologne through his shirt.

Frantic tapping on my window was what woke my limp body. I gasped, before realizing it was simply Quil and Embry.

God, these dreams were hauntingly real.

Empathic looks painted their faces as they stood over my car. I felt my eyes well with tears as my throat seemed to burn as if someone stuck a hot branding iron down inside of it.

"Open up." Embry gently murmured.

I nodded as I let out the breath I subconsciously held. Chills took over my entire body, causing me to freeze for a moment. I huffed once again and shifted over to the passenger seat of my car.

Embry and Quil hopped into my car. Embry took the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition as Quil took the back seat and put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

His soft, yet firm grip caused me to jump at the sudden touch. I quickly relaxed back into the seat, his warmth seemingly spreading upon my entire body as I succumbed to the darkness once again.

I woke up to rays of sun poking through my curtains of my bedroom. The dull, aching pain in my gut wrenched through me endlessly. I turned over to see a muffin in a ziploc bag on my nightstand. A happy face drawn on a sticky note underneath, followed by the initials of Quil and Embry. I sighed as the thought of food made me sick.

The sight of him holding onto Bella for what seemed like dear life was enough to put me in a constant state of nausea for days. I was immobile, watching the sun rise and set as the days passed.

I sat there, wondering how I possibly felt like this. How was it possible that my heart hurt this much? Jacob and I were never actually together, so how could I feel such loss?

Though, maybe it was because I felt cheated? Cheated out of what could have been.

What should have been.

I wondered if he really missed me at all. Embry and Quil told me he did, but I didn't believe him.

If he truly missed me, wouldn't he be here right now?

Why would he leave me suffering alone?

The two aforementioned boys really seemed to empathize with me, as if they knew more than I did. As if there was something I wasn't allowed to know.

They both worried greatly, it was nice to see that some of my old friends still loved me as they did before Bella moved back.

Embry was always grounded, but Quil really began showing up to check on me in his free time. I felt bad, but he seemed to really want to spend the time with me.

It was nice in a way, there was no pressure with Quil. I loved Quil, he was one of my closest friends and knew my feelings for Jacob. There were no expectations other than friendship, which made his presence even more comforting.

"Does Bella know?" I ask Quil, soaking up his warmth on the couch.

"Why are you doing this to me?" He sighs, his grip on me loosening.

His response told me that she did. She knew what was going on with Jacob, she knew everything. But here I was, in the dark.

The light from the TV shone on Quil's face as he looked down at me. I pulled the blanket further up my legs as I adjusted myself under his arm. The darkness contrasting with his silhouette.

While the pain ached through my body like a searing hot brand, Quil's presence brought me some solace. His warmth eased my frigid cold state. I missed Jacob, but Quil's unwavering friendship and care was comforting. It was almost enough.

"Why does she get to know?" I croak.

"She wasn't supposed to. She meddled her way in." He stifles a laugh, glancing back at the TV for a second. "You were actually supposed to know more about this, not her. But that's when Jacob's ready." His hot breath fell on my face as he sighed before turning back to the TV. "It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't right now. He can't even understand it himself."

What did that even mean?

"When he's ready? I'm supposed to know, yet instead she knows it all as I'm left in the dark?"

"Yeah, it's ironic how that worked out." He mutters, slightly raising the volume of the TV.

I took that as my signal to stop pushing. After all, Quil was the one who truly showed the most care towards me. He made sure that I would be okay at the end of the day. Or at least he tried.

It wasn't his fault that I was utterly inconsolable.

I just couldn't understand why this pain was eating me alive. Why I felt as if I was falling apart not only emotionally, but physically. With every day, I felt it was harder to move.

Harder to breathe.

I laid my head on his shoulder, appreciating the warmth that Quil brought me. In some way, I almost felt that being next to Quil almost connected me to Jacob in a way.

But I knew it wasn't a true connection. Jacob seemingly wanted nothing to do with me anymore. No matter what Quil told me, it's how it felt.

It was tearing me apart on the inside.

I felt my breathing slow as my eyes began to flutter. Staying awake was harder than I thought. However, the vibration of Quil's phone startled me into a more awake state.

It was when I read Jacob's name flash on the screen that I grew more concerned.

Quil's eyes peered over to me as I tried to seem asleep. He then looked over at his phone before unlocking it to see what Jacob said.

I knew it was wrong, but I peered over to see for myself.

"Why are you with (Y/N)?" His words flashed across the screen.

Quil let out a displeased sigh before looking back over to my "sleeping" frame.

I watched as he responded.

"Well, why aren't you?"

Quil snickered before looking back at the TV. His phone was quiet for a few moments. His phone was quiet for a few moments, so I decided to stop snooping.

I shut my eyes as the warmth that Quil provided enveloped me into a state of slumber. Sleeping has been much easier with Quil around.

I wasn't sure how long I slept for, but it hadn't been too long as the same movie I fell asleep to was playing.

I heard hushed voices in the entry of my house, causing me to look up from my spot on the couch.

"Jacob, get out before you wake them up." Quil whispers.

"No, I need to see (Y/N) right now." Jacob seethes, looking down angrily at Quil.

"No, you've done enough. They finally fell asleep, you can't do this right now."

"But, I really need to talk to-"

"Jacob, go home." Quil says sternly. "You can't do this right now, you've been hurting them way more than you know."

I felt tears brim my eyes as I grew speechless. I wanted to yell, to move, but the words never came out and I grew paralyzed.

"Leave, Jacob." Quil hisses.

Jacob's face fell, his already distressed appearance growing somehow more somber. Tears shone as they fell down his cheeks before he looked down, gulping the lump in his throat down.

"I'll be back tomorrow." He whispers before running outside.

Quil sighs before turning around to walk back to the couch. He stops dead in his tracks as he sees me, now sitting up.

"You told him to leave?" I ask, voice almost croaking.

"(Y/N)..." He whispers, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"No, don't (Y/N) me, Quil." I hiss. "You knew I wanted to see him, to talk to him."

"I know, but not now. You were finally sleeping. You've been a wreck and I-"

"That's not your choice to make, Quil! You know I wanted to see him!" I begin to choke on tears.

"I know, I know. I just know it's better you have this conversation tomorrow. Trust me."

"Quil, I need to see him." I mutter through gritted teeth, tears flowing freely.

"You will. Just not now." He whispers, walking over to hold me on the couch. "He's hurt you too much to do this right now. It's better tomorrow."

"No, no I wanted to talk to him." I sob, losing control. I push him off and run towards the door.

Out of breath, I spin around looking for any possible direction that Jacob could've went in.

"(Y/N)!" Quil yells, running after me.

I grew dizzier as the spinning continued, realizing that Jacob was nowhere in sight. I felt as if I couldn't breathe, everything was closing in around me. The sounds of the night overwhelming my senses. I felt myself fall to the ground.

"Shhhh." He gently hushes, raking his fingers through my hair as he pulls me close.

"No, no, no." I sob, succumbing to Quil's warm, crushing grip.

"I'm so sorry. Please, please try to relax." Quil pleads.

I sobbed in his arms, trying to catch my breath.

Well until my vision began to fill with black dots, a ringing blaring through my ears.

Until the darkness completely took over my vision and I grew limp in Quil's arms.

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Part One / Part Two / Part Three

sorry for the lack of updating, I have had such writer's block and honestly haven't had any time with my hectic schedule.

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also i apologize for this sucking compared to the first two i just didn't think this story would make it this far lmao

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