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is anybody out there who enjoys reading dark themed stuff?
This was so cute 🥺🥺💖💖
↳ *marry me * ༉‧₊˚✧
this is my first fic so please be kind :,) feedback always appreciated <3
summary: you want to marry peter, but you didn’t expect for him to actually propose.
warnings: none
1k words
tom!peter parker x fem!reader
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all characters are 18+
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your heart beat faster with each step you took towards the altar. you smiled as your eyes welled up with tears once they landed on peter, who was eagerly waiting for you to approach him.
he had tears in his eyes as well, grinning like an idiot while admiring you in all your glory. your beautiful white puffy dress, and your makeup done to perfection. you looked like an angel.
you looked around, taking in the beautiful venue. it was on the beach, a captivating sunset with hues or pink & orange painting the sky.
you finally reached him, joining your hands together & interlocking your fingers. “you look amazing, my love.” you could only giggle in response, far too excited to finally marry him.
“i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” he whispered before planting a soft, passionate kiss on your lips.
you woke up to peters heartbeat in your ear, yawning before rubbing your eyes. you lifted your head off of his chest and glanced around you, pouting when you realized you were just in your shared bedroom with peter. what happened to the beautiful beach you were just about to get married on?
peter looked up from his phone, chuckling quietly when he saw your face. “what’s up with you grumpy? did you sleep alright?”
you repositioned yourself so that you were straddling him and rested your hands on his chest. he placed his phone beside him, resting his hands on your hips.
“pete, can we get married?” you asked softly, a goofy smile playing on your lips. although you were joking, the dream you had made you think about your future with peter.
his eyebrows shot up at your sudden question. “woah woah, slow down baby,” he chuckled, deciding to play into your joke a bit. “i think we’re too young, ya know?”
“so? i wanna marry you!” you pouted again, and he laughed at your childlike behavior. he rubbed your sides and shook his head at you.
“i’m beyond flattered my love, but we’ve got time. it’ll be worth the wait, yeah?”
you crossed your arms at him. “no. i don’t wanna wait, i wanna marry you now.” you pressed a finger into his chest for emphasis, biting your lip to stop yourself from smiling so hard.
he threw his head back and dramatically sighed before laughing. “oh my god y/n.”
“what? you don’t wanna marry me?”
“no i do! and- and i will, but-“
“marry me you coward!”
he groaned before rubbing his eyes and shifted you gently off of him and walked towards the nightstand. “wow. what a lovely proposal. i’m so touched.”
you raised an eyebrow curiously as you watched him crouch down and open the drawer. “what are you doing?” you giggled, watching as he pulled out a ring pop from his not-so-secret candy stash.
“you wanted to get married right?” he raised his eyebrows at you in question. you laughed again, and bounced happily over to him.
peter shook his head at you with a small smile plastered on his face. for someone who was kidding, you sure were taking this very seriously.
he opened the ring pop with his teeth and turned around, grabbing your hand when he faced you. he tried slipping the ring on your finger but you pulled your hand away.
“you’re not gonna do speech? some proposal this is.” you teased. he rolled his eyes playfully and sighed. “you’re killing me y/n.”
he cleared his throat and held the ring pop up again. “my beloved y/n,” he started off in a sophisticated manner, earning a laugh from you. “ever since we’ve been together, all i’ve ever known was true happiness. you make me feel more complete, more alive, and you are my reason to live. before i met you, love was just a word. but then, you gave it a meaning. i love you more than i have ever found a way to say to you. so will you do me the honor of marrying me?”
he kissed your hand sweetly while looking in your eyes. he had to stifle a laugh when he saw the tears in your eyes.
“peter did you just- you just came up with all of that? like off the top of your head?” you asked with a shaky voice. he nodded in response, trying his best to hold his laughter in.
“wow, of course i’ll marry you pete.” you giggled, wiping at your eyes.
“of course you will, how could you not?” he shrugged, before sliding the ring pop on your finger and stood up from his position.
you looked at the ring at different angles on your hand. “wow, loot at the way it shines in the light.” you joked.
he didn’t miss the tear that was running down your cheek. “y/n are you actually crying right now?” he grinned at you.
“well yeah. your speech was so amazing. you should’ve saved it for the real proposal though.”
peter hesitated before speaking confidently. “who said i didn’t?” he pulled out a gorgeous diamond ring from his shirt pocket, watching your face for your reaction.
you predictably threw your hands over your mouth as tears formed in your eyes all over again.
“peter…” you gasped, although it came out muffled behind your hands.
“yup. take it in. been saving up for this baby for ages. you like it?”
you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. peter was full of surprises, but this was the last thing you expected out of him. the tears started falling down your cheeks choked through your answer.
“i- peter i love it!” your lip started quivering as you tried to contain your sobs.
he nodded and nervously fumbled with the ring. “good, that’s great. i was hoping you’d say that you know,” he took you chin in his other hand, tilting it up a bit so you were looking in his eyes. “i meant every word i said to you in that speech,” he spoke softly. “marry me, my angel.”
you could only force out a high pitched whimper, you were beyond speechless.
“i’ll just take that as a yes.” peter chuckled and replaced the ring pop on your finger with the prettier ring, and planting a gentle kiss on your lips.
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This was so amazing and funny 😂😂💖💖
Yelena Belova and Natasha Romanoff x teen!sister!Reader where in Lena and Tasha find out that Reader is dating Peter Parker lives rent free in my head. Do what you will with this information.
Welcome to the Family~ Natasha x Yelena x Teen!Sister!Reader/ Peter Parker x Reader
A/n: Hi!! Yes ik, I'm scarce, i apologize. I love your asks and try to get through them whenever i can, so thank you for showing a constant interest in my writing. That's honestly the only thing that keeps me going and motivating me to write more.
I hope you enjoy this!
Peter and the reader are the same age and this takes place when they are in high school.
Not proofread.
Warnings: words like f*ck and sh*t, literally once each.
Words: 1261
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“Hey?”
You looked up from your textbook, smiling at a tired Natasha who was leaning against the door,” You good there?”
Your oldest sister just gave you a tired smile,” Yeah, hectic mission is all. The mission report was a snooze.”
You got up and gave her a hug, hoping to make her feel better,” Did you want anything?”
“Oh, yeah. Lena asked me to call you for dinner.”
Natasha moved away from you and was about to head towards her room when you looked at her with furrowed brows,” You aren’t joining us?”
The redhead turned slightly and shook her head lightly,” No, I think I’ll retire for the night. Told Lena to leave the leftover in the fridge if I felt hungry later.”
You were about to protest before your phone rang.
When you saw who it was, you cut the call a little too quickly which caused Natasha to look at you weirdly,” Who was that?”
You looked up at her, eyes slightly wider because you thought she had already left the corridor,” Oh, it was just spam don’t worry.”
The ex-assassin looked at you for a second longer, trying to shake the feeling that you were lying and shrugging the thought away to her being tired which made her a little too hyper-aware of her surroundings.
You sighed to yourself before making your way to the dining table.
***
Yelena was attending to the garden at the back of the house when the doorbell rang.
“Y/n/n! Can you please open door please?”
“On it!’
You ran down the stairs and opened the door, smiling in amusement when you saw who it was.
“Good morning, ma’am. I hope you are having a lovely day” the boy dressed in a postman’s outfit smiled toothily.
“Well, it is now” you smiled, looking towards the glass door that led to the back for a second before quickly sneaking in a peck.
“Aww, is that all I get?” the boy pouted.
“For now, yes Mr. Parker” you smiled teasingly,” You got some nerve showing up here. What if it was my sister who opened the door?”
Peter just raised his eyebrow as if he saw this question coming,” Well my lovely girlfriend, I was sitting on that tree over there waiting for the right opportunity “
“That’s some commitment right there” you acknowledged.
“Y/n why are we sneaking around like this? I can handle your sisters.” Peter slightly whined.
You leaned against the door and just raised your eyebrow.
“Ok, maybe they intimidate a little too much and I nearly shit my pants when I’m near them, especially now that I’m dating their baby sister secretly. But still!”
You just chuckled at the boy before giving him another quick peck,” Soon Parker”
“Y/n who was it?” you hear Yelena’s voice nearing so you quickly shut the door before the blonde appeared.
“No one. Just some postman who was asking about an address near-by. Apparently got lost.” You smile slightly before making an excuse to go back to your room.
Yelena narrowed her eyes at you before looking out the window at the receding image of the postman.
***
A couple nights later, Yelena and Natasha were in the kitchen, trying to cook a Russian recipe their mother used to cook them when they were kids.
But both also had other things on their minds.
“Lena” “Tasha”
Both called out in unison.
They looked at each other and stopped cooking for a second before collectively looking up at the ceiling, above which was where your room was.
“You too?” Natasha asked, Yelena nodding.
“Something’s going on…”
Both finished cooking before tip-toeing to your room. They stood in front your door, trying to listen to anything on the inside.
“Should we be doing this though?” Yelena whispered, feeling slightly guilty about spying on their sister. Natasha seemed to realize the same thing and sighed.
“You are right. Let’s go.”
Just as the two were about the leave, a loud crash came from inside your room, causing them to panic.
They barged inside, in fright of something happening to you only to see Peter Parker hanging from the ceiling upside down with you hands on his cheeks, both looking at the door with wide eyes, caught red handed.
“What the fuck…..” Natasha let out, while Yelena just stood with her mouth hanging open.
***
Here you were, in the living room. All four of you sitting together, Natasha and Yelena side by side on the sofa and you and Peter occupying the other.
It was awkward, to say the least.
You nervously looked between your sisters, trying to deduce who would be the first one to pounce on your boyfriend so that you could push him out of the way.
Honestly that was all you were worried about. Peter’s safety. From your own sisters.
Natasha sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before looking both of you in the eye,” How long has this been going on?”
Peter looked at you and decided to answer,” uh, about 2 months, ma’am.”
Now Natasha looked at you,” and you didn’t bother telling us?”
Yelena just stayed silent, looking at Peter as if trying to decide how to murder the boy and letting Natasha do all the talking.
“See, I did. But it was so new, still is. I wasn’t sure how it would end and since you personally work in a team with him, I didn’t want things going south just because things didn’t work out between us.” You explained, finally realizing how this stunt could’ve hurt your sisters.
You hadn’t thought of that exactly.
“But that doesn’t mean you don’t tell us” Natasha argued, though her voice remained soft. You gulped seeing the hurt inside her eyes,” What if something extremely bad had happened? No offense Peter, but you need to see where I’m coming from here.”
Peter readily agreed with her,” Oh don’t worry, I actually agree with you. We should’ve been more responsible about this and not sneaked around.”
Natasha stopped speaking at that, her eyes scanning the boy before looking back at you,” You promise not to hide anything from us from now on?”
You nodded immediately,” Yes. I will. I was going to, believe me. But I just needed to be sure if this would work out just for a little while, more than a fling so that it didn’t complicate things.”
Natasha nodded,” You are a good kid Peter. I hope you maintain that image with us.”
“For your own good.” Yelena glared, still apprehensive.
Peter gulped as he nodded.
“Alright, who wants ice cream?” Natasha asked, causing you and Peter to look at her in surprise.
She smirked at that reaction before leaning back on the sofa,” Well, my baby sister is in a relationship for the very first time, I think that calls for a dessert.”
She got up,” Y/n can you help me carry the bowls please?”
You didn’t really get much of a choice as your oldest sister pulled you up and dragged you to the kitchen.
Yelena waited for you two to disappear before looking at Peter. The Spiderman didn’t know what it was but the stare unnerved him a little too much.
Yelena stood in front of him and bent down to meet his eyes level,” I hear a peep of her cries relating even remotely to you being the reason, you better start counting your days. You understand me?”
The blonde stepped back and smiled at the sweating boy,” Welcome to the family, Spiderman.”
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peter overhearing his crush fangirling over spiderman saving her and decides to go visit her with the suit on often just so see her happy the next day
"y/n, are you crushing on spider-man?"
"what?" you laugh.
peter's ears perk up at the sound of his hero name. you briefly make eye contact with peter at the next lunch table as if your bodies are synced, and for some reason, his big brown eyes give you butterflies. you’ve never looked at peter parker this way, at least not since the fifth grade, so you quickly flutter your lids back towards your best friend.
“i saw spider-man fanfiction on one of your open tabs!”
“i wasn’t reading that for real, mj and i were reciting it to each other last night!” you blush.
“yeah, okay,” your friend teases, nudging you on the side as the bell rings. you flash peter a quick smile on your way out and peter’s heart skips a beat.
“dude, did you hear that? y/n has a crush on spider-man,” peter nudges ned.
“probably every teenage girl does, peter,” ned replies, giving him a lopsided grin.
“should- should i make a move?”
“how are you gonna do that?”
“you’ll see.”
later the next day, peter sees you alone at one of the vendors near central park, a local florist. you have some tulips in hand with the other petting a stray cat nuzzling your feet. peter feels like an absolute creep watching you from the building across the street, but he’s trying to plan his movements right so he “coincidentally” bumps into you. any reason to talk to you as spider-man. the more he psychs himself up for the interaction, the more nervous he gets. he didn’t really flesh out a plan at all.
“hey! spidey! do a flip!” peter’s eyes dilate when he realizes that people down on the street have sought him out. the yells from teenage boys on the sidewalk catch your attention until you’re looking up to the building as well.
“uh--” peter backflips off the building, bracing his landing by attaching a web to a nearby street lamp but missing slightly, shooting his webs farther than intended. he’s able to gain his footing back on the pavement even though the cars rushing by at the green light honk at him. nearly stumbling into an oncoming taxi, he ends up by the florist rather quickly while a dog that gets off its leash jumps up to greet him.
“oh, jesus-- hi, buddy! OOF--” he gets a hold of the dog’s leash but doesn’t anticipate the furry friend to take off at the speed of light, leaving peter to trip and fall flat on his face.
“oh my god, are you okay?” you wince in concern, crouching down to give spider-man a hand.
“yeah, yep. that was actually... my, um, grand entrance. i’ll be here all week, new york!” peter replies in a chipper tone. he’s grateful you can’t see the roseate blush on his cheeks right now.
“yeah, you sure stuck that landing. ever thought of being a stunt actor?” you joke, heat rising to your cheeks just like his when his hand is in yours.
“ha ha, very funny. um, i’m usually much more graceful than that, by the way.”
“we all have off days,” you smile, shrugging.
“pretty flowers for a pretty girl,” peter compliments. “um, i mean, like they kind of match your outfit which is also really pretty. not that it wouldn’t be if you got different flowers--”
“thanks,” you beam. “they’re for my mom, it’s her birthday today.”
“wow. that’s super nice. i’m sure she’ll love it.”
“hey, spider-man, what else do you think is a good gift for a fifty-two year-old woman?”
“well, my aunt m-- mallory, she’s into, um,” peter swallows what feels like an entire rock in his throat. “art... and books...?”
“yeah, i think i’ll stop at one of those kitschy gift shops on the way home. she actually, um, really likes spider-man. would you mind recording a little video for me? you don’t have to, of course--”
“yes! i mean, yeah, it’s no trouble!” peter is trying very hard to not seem eager, but he knows he’s failing. his embarrassment dissipates when he sees the smile on your face, however. “what’s her name?”
“sarah!” you take your phone out and quickly tap on the camera app to record.
“happy fifty-second sarah! i hope it’s a great one. i’m sure it will be thanks to your lovely daughter. you’re very lucky to have her! best wishes to you!” peter rambles confidently. god, he really didn’t have to do the bit about you. you must think he’s hitting on you.
“thanks so much,” you say, a coy smile shyly tugging up the corners of your mouth. “well, i guess i better get going.”
“wait, y/n! c-can i walk you to wherever you’re going?”
“how’d you know my name?”
“uhhhhh...” your name suddenly stands out to him in cursive on the tag attached to the tulips. he points.
“oh, right,” you laugh, shaking your head. “i’d love if you walked me.”
you can’t see peter behind his mask, but his face is lit up like the fourth of july. he could probably explode from happiness when he sees that your face is lit up just the same.
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L-O-V-E
(Any) Peter Parker x fem!reader
Summary: You and Peter finally say the three magical words
WC: 1.2k
A/N: I’m so sappy. The Weeknd’s Stargirl Interlude did this to me?? Hit me like a truck with soft vibes?? Have a taste of soft Peter I guess??? (Also an excuse to use this screenshot lol)
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YAAAAASSSSSSSS 💖💖💖💖
anyway, reblog if…
a) you’re in the mcu spiderman fandom
b) you ship spideychelle
c) you’re an irondad fan
i really need more mutuals. and, as usual, stark*r shippers DO NOT INTERACT. I’ll block you if you do
THIS WAS SOOOO AMAZINGGGGG 💖💖💖
Hi! What about possesive promot 13. “I’m going to be your husband.” with peter parker
It’s a love story, baby, just say yes
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: suggestive themes. Purely a fanfiction.
A/N: hi hun!! Thank you so much for your request and for celebrating with me! You can see the masterlist of the celebration here
“I’m sorry,” you remembered uttering those words to your best friend, Peter back when you were young. This was the first time he didn’t give you attention, the first time he withdrew his support and companionship to you. You remembered it vividly, as if it happened yesterday. You didn’t like the feeling, you didn’t like and couldn’t stand when he was mad at you. The two of you were childhood friends, your parents and his adoptive father, Tony Stark, were close friends and business partners. He had grew with you, had attended the same private schools, and same university. He had watched you grew. He had watched you bloomed right before his very eyes. He was yours, and you were his person.
You remembered how cold his eyes were when he looked at you that day, and you swore to do everything to never see those cold and empty eyes staring back at you. “I won’t play with Theo again,” your small lips were quivering, your eyes looking up at the taller kid in front of you. You reached for his little hands, bringing it to your chest, “I won’t choose to play with him over you ever again, Peter,” you swore, your tears streaming down your chubby cheeks.
Peter pouted, his resolved weakening. He could never really stomach to see you cry, at such a young age, he knew he would give you everything for you to be happy. As long as it was with him.
Peter sighed, “That’s not enough,” he pouted before turning his back on the distressed little you.
“What do you need? I promise to give it to you, just don’t be mad at me, okay?”
Peter fished the ring he had purchased with his father, Tony, who laughed when he told him he wanted to buy you a ring. Like a true Stark, he said. You know what you want and you go for it, he said.
“Here,” he took your little hand and without any preamble, inserted the ring on your fourth finger, like Tony taught him to. “If you promise to marry me when we grow up, I promise to never turn my back on you. I promise to forgive everything. I promise to be with you forever.”
You looked at the shiny ring he gave you before nodding quickly, your little curls bouncing before you hugged him. “I promise to marry you when we grow up!”
You remembered how the two of you were glued hip to hip, despite his busy schedule, despite his busy work, he and you always made time for each other. Until you met him again, Theo. Suddenly, you spent less and less time with Peter. It was out of the blue, a whirlwind romance, when all the close friends of your family were invited. The evening dinner was elegant, the light casting a warm glow on the room. No one knew what the dinner was for, and Peter was held up on his job, which caused him to be late. And just as he entered the fancy dining room, he saw you, his angel, standing on the middle, with a man he forgot about kneeling down on one knee. It was as if the world was playing a cruel trick on him, as if the time slowed down as he watched the woman he loved since he knew what love was nodded her head, agreeing to be someone else’s bride. Not his. Everyone clapped, everyone cheered, but it was all white noise to him as he met your happy eyes. He felt numb, he couldn’t feel Tony’s comforting hand resting on his back. He couldn’t accept this, he wouldn’t. And so when you stepped to his direction with a smile on your face, he stepped back, shook his head slowly, his eyes holding the dark glint that Tony knew so well, and before you could even come near him, he turned his back on you for the second time since you were young.
The news went out that your family business is merging with Theo, and the marriage would seal the deal.
But the time of your wedding came, and you waited with your wedding dress so beautifully sewn, your hair so perfectly done, but no Theo came. You were waiting on the altar, the people started whispering already. You felt embarrassed, you felt so lost. How could he do this to you? Your eyes swept over the crowd, you were shaking at this point from the pity and judging looks reflected in their eyes. You almost stepped back when suddenly, your best friend whom you haven’t seen in months stood beside you, so tall and handsome. He looked so dapper in his suit, his hair all gelled back stylishly, he looked so formal, so serious. He looked down at you before offering his muscular arm to you.
“Peter?” Your lips quivered like it did when you were young, and it brought back certain memories to him. He offered you an assuring smile.
“I won’t let you be the laughing stock of this plastic society, come on,” he whispered as he walked you to the altar.
“What are you doing?”
“Saving you.” He stated before Tony smiled at you and clapping his son’s back, kissing your cheeks as you stood nearer to the altar. You looked back at your parents who smiled and nodded at you, as if telling you to go with it.
“What’s happening?” You whispered, now more confused than sad.
“I’m going to be your husband,” he answered simply before telling the priest to start. “No one will embarrass you, princess. As long as I’m here, I will always save you,” he solemnly swore. You were so lost, so confused, so hurt as to why the man you loved didn’t show up. How could he do that to you?
You were lucky your best friend was always here to save you. What you didn’t know was this was forever for Peter, there would be no divorce. Princess, you were simply honoring the promise you made him, even if you forgot about that.
And Theo? Peter took care of him. Tony made sure that no one could trace that back to his son, his only heir. He would do everything for his only son to be happy. You were his happiness.
This was soooo cute 🥰
9.45pm - Peter Parker
summary ↠ you work the closing shift at a bakery and Spider-Man makes a habit of appearing at 9.45pm to walk you home.
word count ↠ 3.7k
warnings ↠ a lil bit of angst/hurt and comfort. minor descriptions of injury. a bit of swearing, but this is mostly fluff.
a/n ↠ I really loved writing this one. I felt so happy the whole time and ! I am very excited for people to read it, so I hope you enjoy it :)) I’ve also recently redone my taglist, so if you’re interested in that, it should be linked at the bottom of the post. feedback always appreciated!
THE BAKERY YOU WORK AT is one of New York’s hidden gems. Tucked away beneath a level of luxurious townhouses, the small space is covered in vintage artwork, bright leafy plants, and warm exposed lightbulbs that cast a web of kaleidoscopic light across the space. Your regulars love the way it’s their secret, love the way it’s as if they’re walking into their own secret hiding space every time they creep down the green metal staircase and walk in through the jangling door, and you love the way it’s like a little community revolves around the place. The air is always alight with the scent of fresh pastries and sound of relaxed laughs, and there really isn’t anywhere else you’d rather escape to after school.
You always work the closing shift on weekdays, slipping down into the shop at 5pm and locking up at 10pm. It’s always the quietest hours for the bakery - the best loaves of bread and the most perfectly iced cupcakes are always snatched up by commuters in the morning, so the only groups of people who wander into the bakery when you’re there are those on the lookout for discounted baked goods. It’s always relaxed, and as the hours creep by, more than often you find yourself being paid to sit behind the counter and read a book than actually deal with any customers, so it’s a winning combination all around.
Your job at the bakery is normal and unassuming. That is, until the night Spider-Man stumbles into your shop.
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YAAAAS 😍😍😍 PLEASE I LOVE ALL THE TOM HOLLAND AND PETER PARKER ONES!!!!!!
going thru my google drive and found some of my wips so im gnna share them. if yall like any in particular, lmk cus maybe itll motivate me to write them
1. Peter Parker - A FWB situation takes a turn for the worse when the lines begin to blur for Peter, teetering between friends and more just as you begin to dote your attention elsewhere. (smut, angst, fluff)
2. Tom Holland - Working as a medic on Tom's set proves to be more than just fun and games when a particular someone's feelings develops into more. Jealousy erupts when someone else beats Tom to asking out said medic, a confession only spurring on after a stunting accident that causes great havoc. (fluff, angst)
3. Mob!Tom - A bookstore owner owes Tom a great deal of cash and he comes to take what's rightfully his, only to run into a tired minimum wage worker who's uninterested in his threats, leading to a lifelong love story that neither would expect. (fluff, slight angst, smut tbd)
4. Mob!Bucky - Your casual hookup buddy finds himself starting to crave something more and he couldn’t have come around at a more perfect time. (fluff, angst, smut tbd)
i have hella obx wips but i havent seen s2 so idk if theyll even make sense now 😭 but heres some. if someone could lmk if theyd still work? ill write them possibly
1. Rafe Cameron - Rafe turns 21 without you by his side and it hurts more than you expected. Based on 21 by Gracie Abrams (angst)
2. JJ Maybank - Not disclosing your sexual history with John B. to JJ proves itself to be a big mistake when things get out of hand after JJ finds out. (angst, fluff)
3. JJ Maybank - After reluctantly hiring you as his tutor, yours and JJ's feelings begin to develop into more. Too bashful to admit it, JJ adamantly denies it in front of the Pogues, only for it to be overheard by you, leading to a series if hurt and anger that could have been easily resolved if JJ simply had the courage to admit his feelings. (angst, fluff)
that's all. peace n love <3
I was in a very bad mood but this fic made my whole day 💖💖💖💖 thanks to the amazing writer!!!!!!!!!!!
niagara falls of blood?
avengers x fem!teen!reader
summary: pretty much what the title is, you on your period
warnings: your moodswings ig
word count: 2765
"rise and shine, y/n!" you hear an annoying voice sing just as the lights flickered on. you grumbled something inaudible, hiding underneath your blanket to shield yourself from the brightness that steve just brought upon your room.
"y/n/n, come on. wakey-wakey!" you groan, feeling super unmotivated to train today. you even felt like punching steve in his perfect-looking face just for waking you up at the crack ass of dawn. this was unusual because you loved jogs before the sun came up and trainings before it hit noon.
"steve, if you don't shut the hell up right now, i'm gonna push you into that lake beside our usual jogging route."
"jeez, y/n, woke up on the wrong side or what?" he teases, finally leaving once he saw you were already sitting up. you groggily walked to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth before changing into your workout clothes.
"no!" you whine when you saw that you were on your period. that's why you were in a crappy mood when steve woke you up. you begrudgingly dressed up after putting on a pad, grabbing a small towel on the way out.
like you did every morning, you were gonna go on a run with steve, bucky and sam. while you loved running, you hated how steve and bucky "cheated" —as you and sam liked to call it— with their super soldier staminas. that was why you loved having sam there. not only was he great company but he was also moral support because you two would always be hilariously overtook by steve and bucky multiple times. but that didn't matter because you two would always be completely immersed in your conversations every time.
but not today though. you already knew today was going to be different. you had gotten a bad start to the day with steve's and your usual morning routine which somehow annoyed you this one time. and having to run around with your cramps definitely didn't help lighten your mood.
"kid, you okay?" sam asks from your right side. you'd been silent throughout the whole run and sam knew something was up when you didn't laugh at his jokes like how you usually would. "just cramps. they're hurting a lot so i'm probably gonna skip training today." you explain and he slowed down his pace causing you to slow down too since you always had to run side by side.
"y/n/n, you should probably stop now if you're having cramps. it might make it worse—i think? i don't know, actually. i don't know how periods work but i know cramps hurt a lot so i think you should stop. yeah, you should stop." his rambling speech made you feel a bit better now knowing he wants you to take care of yourself. "you know what? yeah, i think i'm gonna go. sorry i have to leave you with the two cheaters."
he smiled at you, telling you not to worry about it. you were touched and your mood significantly brightened but before you could reply him, rhythmic footsteps echoed from a distance from behind you two and you knew what was coming.
"on your left."
before steve and bucky could just pass by peacefully like they did the past nine times, you managed to throw a punch to steve's side, effectively slowing him down when he stumbled and then completely stopped. "what gives, y/n?!" bucky then stopped too, wanting to know what was up.
"that's for this morning." you glared at him and he looked at you in confusion, holding onto his side where you punched him. though you were significantly smaller than he was—than any of them were, really—, you could definitely throw a punch. speaking of punch, you gave him another on his other side and he flinched, giving you an incredulous look, one that resembled betrayal.
"and that's for being a cheater." you narrowed your eyes at him. "oN yOuR LeFt." you mocked him, rolling your eyes before ultimately leaving the trio to walk back to the tower. they looked at your fading figure and exchanged looks with each other in confusion. "what...what just happened?"
"y/n's on her period so we gotta be careful with her." sam explained and steve being steve, his cheeks tinted slight pink as the thought slightly embarrassed him.
"period? you mean the niagra falls of blood," bucky states, taking a long sip out his water bottle. sam rolled his eyes at this but nodded anyways. "also, she doesn't want training today so unless any of you have a death wish, don't call her down for anything other than for food, got it?"
"yes, sir."
"got it."
-
"you do it,"
"i don't want to, you do it."
"can one of you just do it? why don't you guys want to wake y/n up?" nat stopped bucky and steve's little argument as she turned away from the stove for a bit. "you two love waking her up and carrying her down to eat. what happened?"
"womanhood happened," steve mumbled bitterly, rubbing his sides where you hit him this morning. apparently you had hit him hard enough to bruise a little. nat rolled her eyes in realisation. "period?"
"no, no, not period. satan's montly ritual inside of y/n. you should've seen her this morning, nat. it was like she was possessed!" steve exaggerates. "okay, let's not be dramatic here," bucky rolls his eyes at his best friend. steve only looked at him with fear in his eyes and bucky sighs. "fine, i'll do it. but if i don't return, tell sam he still can't have my snacks. no one can have my snacks."
nat only shakes her head before turning back to the stove to finish cooking lunch.
meanwhile, bucky was making his way up to your room. deep down he was scared to face you after your episode in the morning. "y/n/n? doll, it's lunch." he spoke when he entered your room. he melted when he saw you all snuggled up in bed, asleep, hugging your life-sized teddy bear that tony gifted you last christmas.
"doll? time to eat," he whispered, gently shaking you awake. you slowly opened your eyes to see bucky sitting on your bed, trying to wake you up from your nap. "what time is it?" you asked, rubbing your eyes, your lips jutting out subconsciously. bucky internally cooed at how adorable you looked. "it's afternoon, you skipped breakfast so nat wants you to eat lunch." he tells you.
"tell her i'm sleepy," you said, adjusting yourself back under the blanket. "y/n/n, you gotta eat. nat's gonna kill me if i go back down there without you." he shakes you again and you look up at him with you doe eyes. "then don't go back down. cuddle me, jamesie!" you pouted, giving him your best sad puppy look.
he had a brief internal battle with himself before losing and giving in, slipping next to you and hugging you, providing you warmth that even your blanket couldn't provide. bucky knew nat would have his head but how could he say no to that adorable face? and you using his real name? ultimate weakness.
soon, you were back asleep, cuddling up to him. he smiled down at you, loving how peaceful you seemed when you were sleeping. and before he knew it, he too fell asleep.
-
"what's taking him so long?" nat huffed and steve's jaw dropped slightly, looking at her in worry. "who's telling sam he can't have bucky's snacks?"
"don't be ridiculous, steve. go get them or i'm telling sam he can't have your snacks too." steve sighs, getting up from the barstool and making his way up to your room.
safe to say he was expecting pretty much anything but the sight of you and bucky asleep, cuddled up to each other. steve's lips jutted out and he cooed at you both. he snapped a quick picture before approaching you two, sitting on your bed beside your sleeping figure.
"y/n/n? sweetie, you need to eat." he says softly as he shook you awake. the shaking seemed to wake bucky up too and when your eyes fluttered open, steve smiled down at you. "bubba? it's lunch," he looks over at bucky in disappointment for having fallen asleep when he had a task. bucky only shrugs his shoulders as if saying 'hey man, i had no choice'.
"stevie?" you groaned out and he smiled. "come on, let's go have lunch, nat is waiting downstairs." he tries to get you to sit up but you resist. "come sleep, stevie," you pulled the same trick you did with bucky and it's no surprise the blond super-soldier fell for it too. everyone had a soft spot for you.
steve laid next to you and you're then sandwiched between two super-soldiers, already falling back asleep in just seconds.
"you know nat's gonna kill us, right buck?"
"then let her try. we can use y/n/n to get out of it. i mean, can you even recall the last time anyone said no to that adorable face?"
"sam says no to her sometimes."
"yeah but he always ends up feeling bad so,"
"okay yeah, you're right."
"that's exactly why we're stuck in this situation, right dear ol' stevie? so i say we just sleep and if nat tries to scold us, we'll technically be under y/n/n's protection because nat won't scream in our faces in front of her."
"good call. night, buck."
"night, steve."
-
"i can't believe i sent two super-soldier idiots to go wake up y/n on her period. i didn't think they meant it literally when they were afraid they weren't gonna come back." nat paces around the kitchen and wanda watches in amusement. it had been almost a whole hour since bucky was sent to get you and thirty minutes since steve was sent to do so too and both men hadn't returned with you for lunch.
"do you really think y/n/n is having a temper tantrum or something and those idiots are caught in the middle of it?" nat asks and wanda shook her head. "i doubt. y/n can get a little cranky but only if provoked. y/n on her period is overall a sweetheart like she always is. maybe steve was being annoying this morning. i mean, he always is annoying during morning jogs because he always has to announce when he overtakes us." wanda rolls her eyes at the fact.
"okay, you know what? come with me to get them. i mean with our joint forces, there's no way we're going to get sucked into whatever those idiots did. let's go,"
nat didn't give the younger woman a chance to reply before she's storming upstairs to your room and wanda had no choice but to rush along.
-
"well? are we going to wake them up or what?" wanda asks nat, not taking her eyes off the adorable sight she was met with right as she entered your room.
"i want to get mad at steve and bucky for not waking her up because she hasn't eaten yet but somehow i can't." nat states, looking like she's having an existential crisis.
"well, no lunch for these three, i guess. they better have dinner though or i'm actually going to get mad. let's go, wands." nat closes your door, but not before snapping a pic of you three cuddled up and sending it to the group chat.
nat: [attached photo]
peter: OMG SHE LOOKS SO TINY AND ADORABLE SQUISHED IN BETWEEN THOSE TWO 🥺🥺🥺
tony: IS THAT SAFE? CAN MY BABY EVEN BREATHE PROPERLY?????? NAT WHY ARE YOU JUST LETTING IT HAPPEN
wanda: stark, she's fine
thor: aw, i hope lady y/n gets all the rest she needs. she looks peaceful 🥰
clint: wait no fair i wanna cuddle her too 🥺😭
sam: dang it does this mean i still can't have bucky's snacks
bucky: stay away from my snacks.
-
"look who finally decided to show." you hear tony tease when you finally came down to dinner.
after waking up an hour prior, you woke up the two super-soldiers sandwiching you by pushing them off your bed. they couldn't even be mad at you when you had burst out in contagious laughter at your own stunt, before leaving to let you wash up.
"how are you feeling, sweetie?" bruce asks you as you sat in between him and tony on the dining table. "i'm good, bruce, why do you ask?"
"we've been hearin' a lot about you today, cupcake." tony winks at you before continuing to eat his food. you pout at him. "bad things?"
"no, no, no, not bad things, never bad things. you're the sweetest little cupcake and everyone loves you. now eat your food," tony pretends to make an angry face at you and you listen to him, smiling as you do so.
after dinner, you decided to lounge in the common room for a bit to watch tv and thor, clint, wanda and sam decide to join you.
"what are we watching?" sam asks as he plops down next to you on the couch. "i don't know, i'm kinda in the mood to watch my little pony." you quipped happily. "my little pony? that stupid ponies cartoon where the purple unicorn has magic and becomes a princess?"
"it's not stupid," you muttered under your breath, suddenly getting upset that he thought my little pony was stupid. "if you guys don't want to watch, i guess we can watch whatever you want." you told the rest who were already seated, a sad expression on your face.
"bubs! of course we want to watch it! right, sam?" wanda glares at sam as she asked him through gritted teeth. "y–yes! yes, we'll watch my little pony!" he replies quickly. "okay!" you cheer, leaning back against the couch as you turned the show on.
after an episode was done, you seemed to have gotten the others hooked on it because they asked for another episode. well, except for sam because he decided one episode was enough and it was time to sleep so he left.
"okay," you giggled, happy that they liked the show. "but i'm going to go get my snacks first." you walked to the kitchen to quickly get your bag of pretzels from the pantry. you were pretty sure it was the period moodswings that were causing your emotions to be all over the place because you cried. you cried because you were so excited to go get your snacks, only to find that it had been stolen.
you trudged back into the living room with a tear-stained face and wanda immediately stands up. "bubs, what's wrong?" she held both your shoulders as she looked down at you. you hiccup. "i–i think pete took my pretzel sticks." you pouted to try keep the incoming tears at bay but they managed to drop anyways.
"i'll kill him," clint stands up, hands held out in a fighting stance. "how dare he steal y/n/n's snacks." wanda rolls her eyes at his antics and gives him a look that tells him to back down.
"lady y/n," thor calls from his spot on the couch. you turn to him. "i have a stash of poptarts if you want?" he offered and as kind as his intentions were, you only wanted your pretzel sticks. you dropped down to the floor, staring silently into nothing.
"y/n," clint places a hand on your shoulder, trying to get you to get up but you didn't. you looked up at him with a small pout and glossy eyes and he cracked. "alright, thor, come with me to the grocery store. we're getting y/n/n's snacks,"
thor immediately gets up, following clint out the door. you couldn't believe that the avengers' own archer and god of thunder were willing to go out just to buy you snacks.
twenty minutes later, they came back with bags of different snacks but most importantly, your pretzel sticks. you ran to them, giving them the biggest hug you could give, prompting chuckles and hair ruffles from them. "anything for you, kiddo."
despite having just gotten your snack, you fell asleep ten minutes into the next episode and thor goes to carry you back to your room. he sets you down gently on your bed, pulling your blanket up so that you were warm.
"sleep well, lady y/n." he kisses the side of your head before leaving. and sleep well you did because you had an awesome family take care of you.
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peter parker x f!reader
summary: spider-man hangs out with his crush all the time but this time it's different
warnings: swearing??
peter has been crushing over y/n for a very long time to the point where it's not even just a crush anymore, he's full on in love but he could never have the courage to tell her
luckily, he still gets to be with her, through spider-man.
nobody really remembers how it happened, it just did and for some reason y/n and spider-man are friends now. she's never really told anyone cause she's not that type of person. besides, he was just a normal person
she obviously doesn't know it's peter and he plans on it staying that way, spider-man was like his safety net. if they ever get into a fight, there's spider-man, if something's up with her, there's spider-man, anything that happens, spider-man knows about it
for once, peter was at a party and everyone was called to gather around in a circle. they decided to play spin the bottle, which made peter extremely nervous since y/n was part of the circle
once it was y/n's turn she span the bottle and of course, it had to land on peter. she wanted to lean in until she noticed how peter was frozen and clearly did not want to be kissed
"if peter doesn't want a kiss i'd like to volunteer instead of him" some guy said annoyingly
peter simply got up and left, y/n wasn't gonna let him ruin her day so she got the other guy and kissed him, making everyone laugh at how the guy was so happy
after the party was over, y/n went home and headed upstairs, to the roof. it's usually where she waits for spider-man to show up so they can talk and hang out
as usual, spider-man swung by when patrol was over.
"hey" he said, stuttering in the beginning since it felt awkward to talk after what happened
she didn't answer though
"what's up, talk to me" he said
she looked down, she looked pissed off and sad at the same time
"there's this guy, i don't know what his problem is- i mean, i was at this party today and we were playing spin the bottle, alright? so i spin the bottle and it lands on him and instead of kissing me like a normal person does he just- left! who does that? i don't get it! is- is it me? am i just that type of person that nobody wants to deal with? he always avoids me and it's just- it's me isn't it." she said
"what?" he said, shocked. he never realized how much he affected her with his actions
"i...i mean he probably doesn't mean it that way, right? maybe he just gets nervous around you cause you're so pretty and sweet and literally my dream girl and i would never hurt you i was just scared cause i've loved you for years and i don't know how to tell you-"
her head perked up in shock
"what? are-are you- oh my god, peter is spider-man?! all those things i said- oh my god this is so- you probably think i'm such a weirdo this is so embarrassing-"
peter stood there just staring at the girl who was spiraling. once she stopped talking and looked at him, he burst into laughter.
"what- why are you laughing?!"
"cause you're crazy! i tell you that i've been in love with you for years and all you care about is what i think of you cause you act like your weird normal self around me?"
"cause- i don't know what if you stop feeling the same way and i would be in love with someone who doesn't love me back-"
"did you just say you love me?"
"maybe..."
peter then used his webs on her and pulled her to his chest
"say it" he said
the girl smiled shyly in looked down
"please?"
she looked up and smiled
"i love you" she whispered
"again?"
"i love you"
"one more time, please?"
"i love you, peter."
"yeah that's it" he said, chuckling as the two shared a kiss
a/n: requests are open babes so don't be shy cause i have no ideas anymore help
OMG you're such an amazing writer!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖 This is exactly how I wanted Civil War to end!!!!!!
Making Amends (Avengers x reader)
I may have done what I wanted with Tony’s stand in CW here…
CIVIL WAR REQUEST: Imagine since Tony signed the accords he can’t do missions and stuff without the government’s say so. One night his 15 yr old daughter gets taken by Hydra. He can’t do anything about it because the government won’t let him. Steve’s team heard of this. They have nothing against her and they all really like her (Bucky and Sam don’t know her) so they all go and save her. Bucky is the one to find her. It breaks his heart because she’s just sobbing while trying get out things Hydra did to her. Bucky ends up evolving family/sibling type feelings for her. They bring her back to Tony and he’s really freaking happy. End how you want!
“Goodnight, sweetheart,” Tony waved from the door of your room, pulling the door shut as FRIDAY slowly dimmed the lights and into darkness. You closed your eyes and fell almost immediately into sleep, your eyes feeling oddly heavy and impossible to keep open. Not only did your eyes feel heavy, but your body felt as if it were sinking into the mattress, falling into a nothingness that encompassed you as you drifted into sleep. It was almost too easy.
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❆ You Took a Polaroid of Us by @ptersparkers 💔💯
Summary: The Avengers can’t seem to understand why you’re so obsessed with taking polaroids until they come across your scrapbook.
❆ Lost Part. I | Part. II by @notcaring99
Pairings: Evil!Loki, (PLATONIC) Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, OC Characters, cameo of other Avengers x Reader
Summary: Reader gets kidnapped by Loki because of her powers and the Avengers come to the rescue!
❆ Never Gone by @namjoon-koya
Pairings: (PLATONIC) Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Wanda, Vision x Reader
Summary: The Avengers thought the reader died after seeing her fall off a cliff, but luckily Thor and Loki found her.
❆ Goodbye by @im-in-love-with-pizza-bites 💔
Pairings: Dad!Tony Stark, (PLATONIC) Avengers, Pepper Potts x Reader
Summary: The Avengers and your friends find letters you wrote them before you died.
❆ Protective Part. I | Part. II by @ohmygoditsanthonyedwardstark
Pairings: (PLATONIC) Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, cameo of other Avengers, (Hints of NON-PLATONIC) Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Reader, a tiger shape-shifter, is on Team Cap, but what happens when she jumps in front of Peter to save him? (Civil War)
❆ You’re Badly Injured by @randomfandomimagine
Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner x Reader
Summary: How the Avengers would react to you getting badly injured in a fight.
❆ Tough One by @namjoon-koya
Pairings: Dad!Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow, (PLATONIC) mentions of other Avengers
Summary: The Avengers, especially the reader’s dad, Steve, gets worried when the reader got kidnapped by Rumlow. But surprisingly, she’s a badass.
❆ December 7th, 1941 by @afictionaladventure16
Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, mentions of Bruce Banner x Reader
Summary: Reader has a time travel ability and got stuck in World War II.
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Avengers taking care of you would include…
* Steve was the first one to hear you considering he had super hearing.
* He went out to the front door to find a baby in a basket crying and wailing.
* He quickly picked you up hushing you.
* You stopped crying as you looked up at him.
* He woke up the rest of the avengers.
* “How the hell did someone manage to leave a baby here? Especially when you need a code to get in?”
* Tony and Bruce went go check the security footage.
* You start whimpering “no no don’t cry..” Steve said as he gently rocked you.
* “She might be hungry.. I’ll go heat her up some milk.” Nat said leaving to the kitchen.
* Thor and Clint peered down at you.
* “Why not fed her pop tarts?” Thor questioned looking at Clint.
* “S-She’s a baby Thor.. on earth babies can’t eat food yet.” Clint replied.
* Steve hands you to Nat as you quickly gulp down the milk.
* Bruce and Tony return shaking their head “it’s like.. the footage has completely been deleted..”
* they decided to focus on what they were going to do with you.
* They didn’t want to give you up for adoption but being an avenger and handling personal life was difficult.
* In the end everyone agreed to help out and take care of you.
* Bruce took care of you first he was terrified that any little thing he did would hurt you, but you giggled at him always he found himself loving you like his own daughter.
* Nat took care of you next, she’d dress you up in beautiful dresses as she took you out, people awed at the black widow with a child.
* Tony and Pepper took care of you together. Pepper loved you so much as did Tony waking up with you was the best thing ever.
* While Steve took care of you he’d buy lots and lots of paint he would watch as your small hands pressed against the paper he bought you.
* Thor took you to Asgard (of course without telling the avengers) and EVERYONE thought you were his, he handed you to Frigga you pulled on hair curiously laughing “Little miss..” she playfully said.
* Then Clint took care of you, he would sit you down and let you watch him shoot arrows at targets.
* You grew to a beautiful young women. Now 15 you were growing quick as always the avengers took turns caring for you.
* When you were with Bruce you were solving science problems that he gave you “dang Y/N! That’s good!” You beamed a smile at him.
* Nat watched you dance around practicing with the another ballerinas, you grew to love it when Nat first showed you she clapped happily “good job my little балерина.” You smiled “thanks красный.”
* Tony watched as you finished your suit, it was a replica like his you begged and begged him to show you and finally he did “wow kiddo you did good.” You wiped the sweat off your forehead with your arm “really? Still probably better than yours.” He glared at you playfully shaking his head.
* “Stevie.. what do you think?” You took off your glasses as you showed him your art that you created, it was him from back then you added small designs that showed the time of his era he smiled “I love it kid.. thanks.”
* “Thor!! Look what I got!” He turned around seeing a box of pop tarts in your hand “WHAT FLAVOR LITTLE ONE?!” He yelled excitedly “SMORES FLAVOR!” You ripped open the box throwing some at him he quickly catches them.
* Finally it was Clint turns he took you back to his house, his wife sat on the small porch watching you and Clint shoot arrows into a target on the trees “bullseye again Y/N.. you’ve improved..” you smiled at him “thanks I did learn from the best.”
* As you go to sleep you pick up your phone looking at your lock screen, it’s your sitting in the middle as the avengers sit around you smiling.
* Even if they weren’t your real parents they sure did act like them.
* You let out a happy sigh “thank you.”
LOVELY FIC!!! 💖💖💖🥰🥰😍😍😍
Being the Youngest Avenger Would Include...
Requested by anon: hey grly! do u think you could do ‘being the youngest avenger would include??’ thanks so much <3
Everyone is so overprotective of you it’s borderline ridiculous
Even though Natasha and Wanda both know you’re ore than capable of taking care of yourself, they will protect you on the field
Thor treats you like a little sister and always offering you his hammer (which you can lift without an issue)
Tony will constantly shower you with tech presents
T’challa always asks you to help him find Shuri (who likes to hide behind you before pranking her brother)
Steve asks if you want to be roommates with him and Bucky
Both Tony and Bruce argue over who needs you more in their lab
Peter loves the fact that you often wait for him on a rooftop with snacks
Training with 2-3 of the Avengers at any one time
All of the Avengers take care of you in their own way even though they all love teasing you
SOOOOOOOO FUCKING CUTEEEEEEE (sorry for the language lol) 💖🥰🥰💖 this fic deserves all the love!!!!!!!
How about "come here.", "don't touch me!" and "stop, it tickles" with Natasha, Wanda and best friend!reader?
A/N: eek sorry it’s taken me a week! i promise requests will be much faster now!! thank you for this request
Friday nights are the best. Movie night with the girls, your all time favourite girls; Nat and Wanda. Every Friday night that they aren’t on a mission, you all settle down in a room and watch a heap ton of movies and eat lots of junk food. No boys allowed, except maybe Clint. He just has a way of getting in.
Tonight you’ve decided to watch a couple of your all time favourite disney movies. You’re in the kitchen with Nat, waiting for the popcorn to cook, while Wanda is grabbing all of the junk food you bought earlier. Once you’re ready to rock and roll, all three of you snuggle up and start the movies.
Halfway through the movie Nat moves slightly closer but somehow manages to leave her hand on your ticklish stomach. She keeps moving her hand and eventually you try to squirm away from her. “Don’t touch me!” Both Wanda and Nat turn to look at you, only to see you struggling to move away from Nat. It isn’t long until they connect the dots, only to come up with a plan.
After you settle, they put their plan to go. Wanda uses her powers to use soft things to tickle your feet. You flinch away almost immediately and it doesn’t go unnoticed by the two women. Smiles start to form on their faces. As the movie goes on, you notice that every now and then something tickles you, and it’s always in different spots. You finally figure out what’s happening and jump off the lounge.
You turn the face them, “Stop, it tickles! You don’t think I noticed what was happening? Well, I did!” they both laugh at how cute you reacted. You pout, “you guys are mean! I’ll call Clint into here.”
“Alright, alright. We will stop.” you don’t budge from your position. “Come here.” you sigh trusting them and go back to your place.
Just as you start the next movie, Clint’s head pokes through the door, he immediately lays his eyes on the junk food before looking at you. He gives you a pleading look. You sigh, you could never say no to him.
😂😂😂😂💖💖💖
.ೃ࿐𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧; 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨
Since yall liked the last one so much, here's more of these!
Peter: So I was just wondering if maybe you would go out with me?
y/n: Yes.
Peter: You'll come aro- WAIT DID YOU SAY YES?!
y/n: Um, yes.
Peter: OMG, HOLD ON, BRB!
Peter: *dashing off*
y/n:
y/n: ...so should I leave or?
y/n:
Peter: *comes back dragging Sam to prove y/n said yes*
Peter: Say it again.
Peter: I can't find my phone.
Tony: Okey, I can call you, kid.
Peter: No- wait!
Phone ringing: You are my dad (You are my dad!) BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE
Tony:
Peter:
Peter: I can explain
*Bonus*
y/n: *eating popcorn, watching Peter trying to explain for Tony*
y/n: He's just fatherless, and now has a father figure. *blinks* that's all.
Therapist: Would you say you're independent?
y/n: *looks at Steve*
Steve: *Nods*
y/n: I'd say so, yes.
Therapist: *faceplants*
Steve: *proud Cap moment*
Natasha: *sneezes*
Peter: Bless you, miss Romanoff.
y/n: *sneezes*
Peter: y/n are you sick?!?! Let me wrap you in a warm blanket and feed you som soup!! YoU pOOR tHING!? *insert teenage boy voice crack*
Loki: *sneezes*
Peter: Oh my fucking God, shut the fuck up!
y/n: Mr white wolf sir?
Peter: We're back from our shopping trip, we got you another magnet.
Bucky: Cool, stick it on
--
Bruce: Is that- Peter's shopping list on your arm?
Bucky: *sipping some coffee* Yup.
Tony: What the-
--
Tony: Peter, y/n, you both need to stop using Buckys arm as an fridge. Okey?
Peter: But Mr white wolf said it helps him associate it with something else but muder,
y/n: *proudly nodding along*
Tony: *crying*
y/n: Did you know, sir, that atoms never touch each other? So, since we're all made out of atoms, we've never touched anything our entire lives. So to answer your question Wanda, no l did not punch Clint.
Clint: *holding his bloody nose*
Clint: Bitch I-
Kate: You were so drunk last night.
y/n: No I wasn't. Right Peter?
Peter: You started cutting pineapples at 3am while yelling "Stop hiding SpongeBob! I know you're in there!"
y/n: *glancing between Kate and Peter*
Peter:
Kate:
y/n: But did I find him tho?
y/n, angirly: ARE YOU—
MJ: Fucking.
y/n: —KIDDING ME! YOU—
MJ: Fucking.
y/n: IDIOT—
Peter: ...what was that?
MJ: The teacher banned y/n from swearing, so I volunteered to help her out—
Peter: I know you think my judgment is clouded because I like y/n a little bit.
Nick Fury: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Peter: That's our joint tombstone.
Nick Fury: Ah, my bad.
*Avengers game night*
Steve: I will put down 'Bi' to spell 'Bi'
Bruce: I add 'o' to create 'bio'
Tony: I will add your 'bio' to make 'biostratigraphic'
Bucky: *snaps pencil*
Stephen: I add your 'biostratigraphic' to create 'biostratigraphic correlation'
Natasha: *stabs table with knife*
Tony: *grinning* I'll add your 'biostratigraphic correlation' to create 'quantitative biostratigraphic correlation entropy'
Steve: *flips table*
Peter: *Whispering* Okey let's leave before they start making out.
y/n: *Grabbing his hand* Yeahhh...
AWWWWWW THIS WAS SOOO CUTE 💖💖
Playlist 🎙
Headcanons
Peter parker x Reader
• Peter loves listening to music with you, everything about it
• He loves the cliché one earbud in each ear as you guys are forced to stay near each other
• It’s one of the reasons he would never invest in wireless despite your teases
• He loves making playlists that remind him of you (love songs ;)
• Even though you might call him corny or cheesy deep down he knows you love it
• Sometimes he’ll just send you one song instead of a whole playlist so you would focus on the lyrics
• The lyrics are almost always sappy but you absolutely adore it
• Cuddling on the rooftop while listening to one of the million playlists he’s made you
• Dancing in your room and bopping your heads to the beat
• (Peter is the worst dancer you’ve ever seen) But you would never tell him that because it’s too cute
• Both of you completely and utterly in love with each other and not wanting to waste a moment because you’re both too familiar with how fragile life is :(
• Him singing to you while you fall even more in love (whether it was way out of tune or not)
• Mj taking pictures of you guys sharing earbuds on the train while going to her house (looking cute)
• Despite your friends thinking you two are absolutely adorable. They hate the pda (even though you guys keep it to a minimum)
• Putting songs that might be your vibe and not only songs that remind him of you <3
• Him admiring the way your face lights up when listening to music
• You guys both listening to arctic monkeys and the neighborhood on your way to Europe
• You thinking it’s funny to add the Spider-Man theme song someone made into Every. Single. Playlist.
• The cover of the playlists being different cute pics of you guys :)
• Listening to your date playlists while at a diner or on a picnic
• Both of you guys listening to it when you miss each other but can’t see each other :(
• You guys bonding over music
• If you make music or play an instrument he would be your biggest fan and cheer you on 24/7
• You getting flustered the first time he made you a playlist because it was so sweet and he was blushing and stuttering <3
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I thought about that too!!!!!! 💖💖💖
Just a thought but Peter Parker dating Kingpin's daughter
These were so funny 😂😂😂 💖💖💖
.ೃ࿐𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧
I felt like doing this today, maybe a bit boring but eh.
Peter *smiling*: So, when are you going to go out with me?
y/n *smirking*: I don't know, when are you going to ask me?
Peter: Uh..
*LATER*
Sam: SO YOU JUST RAN OFF??
Peter: I DIDN'T EXPECT HER TO FLIRT BACK!!
y/n: Yeah I kinda have a crush on someone, I'm just worried about telling you who ut is because I kinda know how you'll feel about it..
Tony and Steve: Just rip the bandage off.
y/n: It's Peter
Tony: And you better put that bandage back on.
Loki: I've never had a real friend before,
y/n: I can be your friend.
Loki:
Loki: I've also never had a girlfriend before.
*Peter jumping to attack*
Peter: You love me, right, Mr Stark?
Tony: Normally, I would say yes without hesitation, kid, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it.
y/n: Something's burning
Loki: It's just my burning love for you.
Peter *with protective bf mode activated*: It's the ship, Loki.
Loki: Oh
Yelena *tired af*: Why were the two of you up until 3am yesterday?
Peter: How did you know?
Yelena: We could hear the two of you clapping to the FRIEDNS into every 25 minutes.
y/n *wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket*: Okey, maybe we were up until 3am.
y/n: Did it hurt?
Peter:...When I fell from heav-
y/n: WHEN YOU FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!
Peter:
y/n:
Peter: Who told you?
y/n *sighs*: Sam
Steve: Time for plan G.
y/n: Don't you mean plan B?
Steve: No we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip plan C due to technical difficulties.
Peter: What about plan D?
Steve: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half and hour ago.
Natasha: What about plan E?
Steve: I'm hoping not to use it. I die in plan E.
Tony: I like plan E.
Peter: HELP! I TOLD Y/N I'D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN'T COOK!
Clint *pouring milk directly into the cereal bag*: And you thought I could help?
Tony: Fuck!
Steve: Language.
Sam: Shit!
Steve: Language.
Natasha *about to throw a chair at Yelena*: Who the fuck do you think you're calling a bitch, you ass?
Steve: Language!
Rocket: That's one crazy motherfucker.
Steve: Language!
Peter: What the frick frack tickity tic tac snik snak, bro?
Steve:
Steve: What the fuck?
y/n *pointing at Steve*: Language!
YESSSSS DEFINITELY 💖💖💖
is anyone interested in a multi-part harley keener fic, featuring peter and possibly a love triangle? because i want to write one, but i need to know if people will actually read it lmao
This was really nice ❤️❤️❤️ a part 2.......... pleaseeeeeee 🥺🥺🥺
Secrets | P. PARKER
requested?: no
pairing: tom!peterparker x bestfriend!reader
authors note: change of POVs midway, from third to first. Agnsty, sorry its all over the place, uhhhhh maybe some awkwardness? :p OH and mysterio still hasn’t revealed Peters identity AND mj and peter aren’t dating & i guess subtle hint of Peters crush towards the reader :-)
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This was soooooo good!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
You talk too much | Peter Parker fic
Peter Parker x Villain!reader
Summary: Peter cannot fall in love with a criminal, he can’t, right? So why does he find you so attractive and charming? And will mr stark be mad at him for accidentally kissing you after you wouldn’t shut up?
Word count - 3761
Warnings - mention of guns, nothing else i dont think
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Peter’s job was to protect the city of New York, that was a given, hell he was a superhero. But, sometimes stopping a crime took a lot more work than a few quick punches and a pair of handcuffs, even with the boy’s superstrength.
In his eyes you were a lady, not that you’d label yourself as so personally, but Peter was brought up by his Aunt May to treat ladies with respect. With that being said it meant he wasn’t going to go for the more violent approach with you, instead attempting to talk you out of keeping your gun pointed at the bank worker's face.
“Excuse me, I don’t think that’s how you make a transaction.” You chuckled to yourself, not even turning your head over your shoulder where you would’ve locked eyes with that familiar spandex spider suit. You assumed this was just a brave civilian in the bank, thinking he was the next Captain America there to save the day. You were planning on keeping the light mood going, teasing the man back.
“Oh really, maybe you were just taught wrong.” There was a grin on your lips as he stumbled over his words, trying to think of what to do next. You were growing impatient, deciding you were just going to carry on what you were doing. “Now, if you don’t mind, I was busy.”
Peter heard the man at the desk whimper when you forced the gun closer to him, prompting his hero mindset to set in place, determined to stop you from harming anyone.
“Ma’am, I’m gonna have to ask you to stop that.” You grinned widely, biting your lip to try and contain your smile, keeping up the banter.
“Or what?” you teased, hand slipping over the bank notes in your hand. Peter gulped. He’d been in fights with much scarier looking people than you, but somehow you seemed to have this lasting effect on him that he just couldn’t shake.
“O-Or you’re going to have to deal with me,” he said. He heard you cackle but you didn’t seem to be bothering to put up a fight either. You eventually turned around and saw the red and blue superhero standing there, hands on his hips as he tried to look much tougher than he felt. He felt his breath be taken away as he got a look at your face and he couldn’t believe the most attractive person he’d ever met was a criminal.
“Wait, you’re Spiderman,” you pointed out. He felt his lips curling into a grin at the fact that you knew who he was. But he quickly reminded himself he was here to stop your wrong doings, not fall in love. You saw his slip up as the perfect opportunity to continue flustering him; the money wasn’t actually that important to you anyway.
You more or less handed yourself over and let him web your hands together, much to his surprise, just so you could keep up your teasing. When he didn’t answer your statement you took that as your sign to just keep going. “You’re so cute.”
His head whipped up and you saw the eyes on his mask widen, mimicking the facial expression of the mystery boy man underneath it.
“Wh-What, I’m not cute. I-I’m scary a-and dangerous,” he stuttered. You let out a laugh, making Peter’s heart simultaneously flutter and sink at the same time. He thought you looked beautiful when you laughed, and he was cursing himself for thinking that way about a so-called criminal he’d just caught.
“Oh yeah, I’m just shaking in my boots right now, tough guy.” He tugged you by your bound hands over to a pillar in the bank, making sure you stayed there while he let the hostages out of the building to safety. He always had one eye on you, so he could see the way yours never left his figure as he moved, at least not until he was back standing in front of you.
“The police are on their way,” he informed you. He saw your lips form a small pout and a tiny part of him felt guilty for his actions, but with a quick reminder that you’d just held an innocent man at gunpoint, those feelings went away.
“You’re no fun.”
He rolled his eyes, not that you could see, continuing his pacing as he waited for the tell tale signs of the ominous sirens.
“‘M just doing my job.”
There were a few moments of silence where Peter thought maybe you’d had enough of the talking, but his blissful fantasy was quickly crushed by the reality of your sweet voice filling his ears another time.
“So, what’s your name?” It was clear you were just trying to make conversation, whether to pass time or as a distraction he didn’t know, but he didn’t really want to indulge a thief.
He was quick to respond, a practiced answer almost from how many times he’d been asked that exact question by fans. “I can’t tell you.”
You hummed quietly. For a second he thought maybe you’d give up, but it was becoming evident that you don’t tend to give up easily.
“So, what do I call you if you won’t tell me your name?” you asked, bringing your tied hands up to admire the complexity and intricacy of the webs donning your hands as you watched him from the corner of your eye pace up and down the room. When you didn’t get a response you kept going again, another thing Peter noticed you did a lot. “Mr man?” You giggled to yourself at how ridiculous it sounded. “Spidey? SpiderBoy? Spiderling? Spi-“
“Can you please stop talking for just a minute?” he snapped, hoping he could get some silence to figure out his thoughts. Your jaw dropped mockingly, letting out a giggle.
“He speaks,” you announced, watching as he finally came to a standstill. He turned to you and you could see the whites of the eyes on his mask get wider as he focused on where your eyes were. He grew deeply suspicious at the way you seemed to be looking at his webs, almost as if you were trying to figure a way out.
“What are you doing?” he questioned, gloved finger pointing at your hands.
You grinned manically, enjoying the way you made him so nervous with even the simplest of gestures. “Just admiring your handiwork. Very impressive if I do say, Mr Spider.”
The way you said it had Peter believing you’d somehow tampered with the webs on your hands, the man coming closer to you in case he needed to fix anything. His webs were incredibly strong, they’d held a ferry together only a few years prior for God sake, why did he think a girl around his age would be able to break them.
At this point he’d had enough of your teasing.
“Can we please just sit in silence until the cops arrive?” he more or less begged. You sighed.
“Whatever you say, Spiderman.”
He only turned his back on you for a split second when he felt your fingertips grazing the back of his suit, his gloved hands shooting out to grab the accused hand.
“What are you doing?” he demanded.
You shrugged innocently. “Jus’ wanted to feel the suit, sir.”
He dropped your hands and took a few steps backward, creating a distance between you both that he enjoyed much more.
The sounds of close distance sirens from outside startled you both, a grin breaking out on Peter’s face as he was going to be able to finally head home and no longer have to deal with you in a mere few minutes.
Unfortunately, in his excitement he’d taken his eyes off of you for just a second, glancing in the opposite direction where you took your chance of escape. “Well, I guess this is goodbye,” he said.
He turned back to the pillar to see you were no longer there, panic striking in his chest as he furiously searched the room for you. He heard a sweet call of his hero name that drew his attention up towards one of the high windows of the bank, not accessible for a regular everyday person, which he assumed you were.
He couldn’t even begin to voice his confusion. “How did you- What-“
You held up the small bottle of web dissolver for him to see, the one Mr Stark had suggested he start to take with him on patrol to solve incidents like the time Peter accidentally webbed himself to the side of a building and had to call his mentor for help, that was an incredibly embarrassing day for him and his cheeks were almost permanently inflamed red that entire week. It pieced together in his mind that when he’d felt you touch his suit you’d actually been taking the bottled liquid that he’d carelessly attached to his suit.
You giggled loudly at the size of the mask's eyes, the man encased in a vivid bubble of confusion. You blew him a teasing kiss. “Until next time Spidey.”
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Unluckily for Peter, you kept popping up all over the city in the next few months. He was always hot on your tail but you somehow always managed to make that final escape with methods that he never saw coming. He really didn’t understand how you did it.
This time around you’d cornered him in one of the many alleyways of Queens, catching him off guard during his quiet night of patrol.
“Oh, Spidey,” you teased, hands pressed to his suit clad chest. “Won’t you ever learn?”
He didn’t plan on letting you go this time. You’d outsmarted him upwards of three times this week, and he was growing tired of it.
“Can you let me have this one? Jus’ make it a little easier for me,” he more or less begged. He listened as you cackled, very clearly finding it amusing to have the hero beg at your feet.
You traced your nails over the fabric of his suit, seeing the shiver it caused. “Are you getting bored of our little game already?” you pouted.
He didn’t respond, leaving you to be the one to keep the conversation going. Little did you know Peter was just practically malfunctioning at the close proximity you were sharing.
“Well I should keep it more interesting for you then, huh?” you teased, taking a few steps back from his frozen figure. You saw his head cock adorably as confusion laced his mind. He always got a little spacey when he was around you. “Come get me Spiderboy.”
Your angelic laughter echoed through the gap in the tall apartment buildings and you headed for one of the ladders that led to a fire escape. Parker was stunned for a few seconds, watching you get away how he was sure you did every time. It seemed so easy, especially for someone unenhanced like yourself compared to him.
“You’re mine this time,” he muttered.
He shot one of his webs up to the wall beside you, another giggle leaving your throat at how easily he suspected he was going to catch you.
He followed you for a while, unsuspecting of what was waiting for him around the corner of the next rooftop.
“You gotta catch me if you want me. Come on pretty boy.” The nickname had him stuttering in his movements, missing what should’ve been the next web coming out of his web shooters, causing him to fall just slightly before he picked up the rhythm again.
He was so close, you were in reaching distance, and definitely in the distance of his webs, but he thought the whole thing would be so much more enjoyable if he was able to catch you in his arms so he knew you couldn’t escape.
However something claimed his waist before he could claim yours, the man being tugged to a halt in his running. “What-“
He looked around curiously, the whites of the eyes on his suit widening when he saw the familiar looking tendril wrapped around his body. His hands were quickly bound by the monster too, the boy giving up as he watched you greet the brunette sweetly.
“You planned this?” he questioned dumbly. Of course you had, it was such a stupid question to ask. He could tell you were getting ready to make your escape again, his body sagging disappointedly. Just a small part of him believed you were better than every other villain he’d encountered, but apparently not.
“It’s just so easy to trap you,” you tutted, patting his cheek sweetly as you shared one last look with the villain sitting only inches away. There was a slight ounce of guilt weighing down at you as you watched him struggle in the bounds from the creature. But you still had some faith he could escape to fight you again one day, plus he seemed nice enough for a villain.
“Go easy on him, Eddie?” you asked, wrapping your arms around the suit clad hero’s neck affectionately. Peter tried to aggressively shove you off, however found it was no use. You heard the journalist mutter something about letting Venom decide the fate of your little boyfriend.
You just rolled your eyes, ignoring the way the boy in your arms nervously shivered at the thought of the parasite he’d encountered more than a few times.
“Sorry about this pretty boy, hope we can still be friends.” You kissed his masked cheek, flashing him a toothy smile before practically skipping out of sight, once again making a rather grand exit off of the rooftop, offering him a cutesy wave.
“And then there were two, Spiderman.”
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Peter was hoping to not run into you on this mission. He knew it was a large possibility because you were literally everywhere, but he didn’t want Tony to know of your existence, he thought his mentor would think less of him if he knew he kept being outsmarted by a criminal.
Of course he couldn’t have anything he asked for, catching sight of you before you saw him.
To his knowledge you worked alone, so he didn’t understand why you were now helping a huge crime organisation that had made its way onto the avengers radar. And you may have been breaking the law on multiple occasions, but he still expected more from you than to be working with such bad people.
You hadn’t seen him yet, he and Tony were trying to be as stealthy as they could while they figured out how to go about this. But it was only a matter of time before you did, and when your eyes landed on the bug for the first time he was sure you wouldn’t be able to stop with the snarky comments coming his way.
It went down exactly as he’d expected. Flashes of red and blue whipping past your eyes that notified you of the arachnids' presence.
“Ahh, my favourite spider. We meet again,” you teased, flashing your favourite friendly superhero an evil looking grin. The kid felt Tony’s eyes flicker over to him for a few moments, but Peter didn’t move to make eye contact, trying to hide his growing embarrassment. He was grateful Tony couldn’t see the bright red tint to his cheeks.
“You know her?” Tony asked, shooting Peter a look before blasting the man that was running in his direction. He watched as his mentee shot a few webs in numerous different directions before turning to give him his full attention.
“It’s a very long story.”
Tony watched the way you alerted all the other criminals in the warehouse of the avengers’ presence, the older man groaning loudly at all the extra work he was going to have to put in now he couldn’t sneak around.
“Well you better start explaining.”
While dodging bullets and other alien-like weapons Peter wasn’t really given the opportunity to explain the full story, keeping in the important parts of course, (and leaving out the ones that might make him look bad).
However, Tony got the gist, letting his mentee know he wasn’t too excited about him failing to do what he thought was such a simple job.
“You better get her this time,” he demanded.
And get you he did. For the first time since you met Peter wasn’t going to let you get away. He gripped onto you with a strong grasp that even you couldn’t have wriggled out of if you tried. Although you found it rather, strangely, comforting, so you probably wouldn’t have tried.
He left the rest of the bad guys to Tony, leaving him to come and find you both in a safe spot on the second floor of the building.
Awe was written all over your face when you watched the infamous hero approach, your mouth practically gaping like an awestruck child.
“Woah, you’re Iron man,” you said, pointing to the man in the suit only a few feet away. “I gotta ask, are your suits really made of iron?”
He turned to look at Peter with disbelief written all over his face, silently asking if you were serious. “Is she always like this?”
“Um, yeah. Pretty much,” he confirmed. You just nodded along, agreeing with the masked hero. Tony rolled his eyes, checking around the warehouse for any more bad guys before he could properly let his guard down.
“Well kid, web her up or something, we need to take her to the cops,” Tony said. Peter glanced at you and you grinned innocently, holding out your hands for him to web like you’d done the first time you’d met. Only now he knew a little bit more about what to expect from you.
“I, uh- Actually I don’t think I should do that.” The older man looked shocked that the brunette had protested, he didn’t know Peter had the courage to speak up for himself.
“And why not?”
“The last time Peter webbed me up I stole his web dissolver and escaped,” you explained. The boy wouldn’t have quite put it that way, maybe tried to give himself a little bit more credit, but the truth was out there now. He shrugged. “Yeah.”
The hero was understandably angry at how easily the kid was tricked by a criminal. He was acting like he’d never accidentally let someone slip out of his hands too, but he also did hold Peter to a higher standard than himself.
“Fine. Just swing her there or something then.”
Peter nodded, not giving you much of a choice as he pulled you into his chest. The longer you stood alone the more chance you had of escape. Usually he’d be more of a gentleman, but considering the stress you’d put him through on his last few patrols, he didn’t grant you the option of refusal.
“Hold on,” he instructed, sending one last look to Mr Stark over his shoulder as he stepped up onto the ledge of the window. You scrunch your nose, wrapping your arms around his neck but still feeling the need to tease anyway, that was who you were.
“What if I don’t want to?” He huffed, shooting his web at the building across the street, tightening his grip around your waist. “Then you’ll probably fall to your death.”
Your eyes widened. You didn’t know if he was being serious or not, but you didn’t get time to ask before he was leaping into the open air, a scream rippling from your lips as you clinged to him nervously.
A shrill scream ripped from your throat as your grip on the masked hero tightened. Your eyes were shut tightly as you tried to block out any notion of what was going on. He could probably sense your fear and hear your heart racing.
This kind of adrenaline was not something you were a fan of.
You refused to move your head from where it was buried in his suit until you felt your feet being firmly planted on some kind of ground. At the moment you didn’t care what or where it was. You’d even be happy to land on the steps of the police station.
When you finally did land you could hear his laughter, a sound that was angelic to you normally but now was only aggravating you.
“That was mean,” you pouted, ignoring the way his chest shook with laughter. It took a few seconds to register your location, noticing this wasn’t the place Mr Stark had told Peter to take you. You really didn’t understand, you thought after your encounters the last few weeks he’d do anything to be able to turn you in.
“What? This isn’t the police station. Where are we?” you asked. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked up at the hero, his hands still tightly holding your waist so you were pressed closely against him.
“I-I can’t turn you in.”
A smug grin split on your face, one that Peter wished he could wipe away, and he’d try if he didn’t find it so adorable. You were going to take every opportunity you could to tease the fact that he was so weak for you.
“Has Spiderman fallen in love, and with little ol’ me?” With your rambling you failed to notice him lifting the mask to just below his nose, allowing you to see the bottom of his face for the first time since you’d met. He grew sick of your teasing, not wanting you to keep reminding him that he was breaking Tony Stark’s trust.
“Shut up,” he demanded, not giving you a chance to reply before he was smashing his lips on yours. You were shocked for a few seconds but eventually melted into him. You were glad that you finally wore him down, because truly you did start to feel something in your heart every time you saw the boy in the blue and red suit.
Your arms snaked around his neck, tugging him closer to you as you enjoyed the feel of his soft lips. Neither of you wanted to let go, you were enjoying this far too much, but the burning of your lungs for oxygen called for it.
He pulled away from your lips, chest rapidly rising and falling as he tried to get his breathing under control. “You talk too much,” he stated.
You grinned, nodding your head as you fully intended on kissing him again. “I’ve been told that before.”
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Love Letter
masterlist
pairing - tom holland’s!peter parker x fem!reader
type - fluff, angst
note - contains NO nwh spoilers so don’t worry!! All can read :) this is based on a letter I wrote for my 2.3k celebration. Enjoy!
summary - peter writes you a letter after saving you, hoping you’ll go out with him
warnings / includes - mild language, mild violence, your store gets robbed, you two go to a different school
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*gif isn’t mine*
“I’m calling the police!” You shouted.
“Do it and I’ll shoot you!”
“Shit,” you muttered. You knew the robber was bluffing. He had to be. What would he gain out of robbing a candy store? One that was about to go out of business in a few months. Why couldn’t he just rob a mall? Surely they had more money than your candy store did.
“Give me the money!” He waved the gun around the air.
“I told you, I have you all we have!” You glared at him.
“Fifty dollars and thirty-seven cents is all you have? Liar!”
“Oh, my god,” you groaned. “I’m serious! Go and job a bank, or something! They have more money!”
He titled his head at you, raising his brow in question.
“I-I mean, don’t rob a bank. Don’t rob anyone. It’s against the law, you know. You can make money by getting a real job! McDonald’s pays people like, seventeen per hour now!” You tried to stall as you attempted to dial 9-1-1 under the counter. It was difficult to try and press the correct numbers without looking.
“Just give me the rest of my money and I’ll go. Don’t be so difficult!”
“I swear, there’s no more money! You caught us at a bad time, really,” you smiled nervously.
He rolled his eyes and stomped over to you. “Let me see.”
“No! Don’t come near me!” You screamed. You took a lollipop and aimed it at his head, completely missing. “Crap,” you moaned.
“Stop talking, you little —”
“Incoming!”
You both looked up as a blur of red and blue crashed through the doors. Glass shattered and flew all through the store. You ducked behind the counter to avoid any shards.
“What the hell!” You shrieked as you stood back up.
“Sorry! I’ll, uh, pay for that.”
You and the robber gasped as it was Spider-Man who came crashing through your doors.
“OMG! You-You’re Spider-Boy!” Your jaw dropped. “Spider-Man, actually,” he corrected you.
“Right, sorry! Um, a little help here?” You gestured to the robber who still had his gun pointed at you.
“Right. Sorry.” He webbed up the robber and took his gun away from him. You watched in amazement how he smashed the gun with his foot and tied the robber up just in time for the cops to arrive.
“That was… awesome!” You squealed.
“It’s no problem,” Spider-Man chuckled bashfully.
“Did you call the cops, too?” You asked.
“Yeah,” he nodded. “Thank you. It’s really hard dialing three numbers while you’re held at gun-point,” you chuckled.
“Well, I’m glad I could help.” He looked at the cop cars nervously, then back to you. He didn’t want to leave. Especially when you were so pretty and looked like you could use a friend for the night, but he didn’t want the cops to catch him. He had to keep his identity and secret and he didn’t want to end up in jail either.
“I gotta go,” he said. Your face fell for a second, but you quickly picked yourself back up. “Yeah, of course. Thank you, again.”
“No problem! Have a safe night!” He swung out of the building. You watched as he flew into the midnight sky. You couldn’t believe you just met Spider-Man.
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“Did you get a picture with him?” Gwen asked. “I was getting robbed! I didn’t have time for pictures!” You rolled your eyes.
“Sorry, sorry, of course not. But, oh my god, that’s so cool! Was he cute?” She asked.
“How am I supposed to know? He had a mask on?”
“Did he sound cute?”
You thought back to the other night, replaying your conversation with him over and over again. A small smile lit up your face as you remembered his voice.
“Yeah, he did.”
“How old did he sound?” She interrogated. “Like, 16, 17? I don’t know,” you shrugged.
“Oh, so he could be our age,” Gwen smirked. “Maybe he goes to our school?”
“Highly unlikely,” you snorted. “That’s true. He’s probably at some private school,” she said.
“Or he’s just a young-sounding 25-year-old.”
“I turned 18 next month.”
“Gwen!” You giggled. “What? Don’t pretend you wouldn’t want to date a hot superhero, either. Especially Spider-Man. He could web me up anytime!” She giggled.
Your face grew hot just by her words. You wanted to change the conversation immediately.
“Did you do the Hamlet paper?” You asked. “Duh. Who do you think I am?” Gwen asked.
“Just checking. I seem to remember a certain someone needing a copy for herself last time,” you hummed.
“That was one time, and I already had my paper done! Finn ate my homework!” Gwen whined.
“Did you tell Mr. Jones that?”
“Yeah, and he said, and I quote, “Bunnies eating homework was so last year. Pick a different excuse”.”
You laughed, “I wonder if you said cow would he then believe you.”
“Doesn’t matter. He is the worse teacher ever,” she rolled her eyes.
You nodded in agreement. You shut your locker, getting starstruck by your crush from across the room. You liked Miles Morales, the smartest guy in school and the best basketball player your school has ever had. He was sweet, funny, and so hot. Only trouble was he never noticed you. Not in the way you wanted him to.
“Stop daydreaming! We’re gonna be late!” Gwen nudged you.
“Sorry,” you mumbled, slowly tearing your eyes away.
You two made eye contact and you quickly turned around. Those chocolate-brown eyes of his were dangerous. You swore you could get lost in them for hours.
“Ask him out!” Gwen whispered. “Ha! Like he would say yes,” you snorted.
“I don’t know. I saw him staring at you at lunch.”
You perked up at her words. “Really?”
“Yep! Or he was staring at your food. I’m not sure, but either way, he was looking in your direction.”
“If he was staring at my food then that means he’s not interested in me.” You rolled your eyes.
“Okay, but let’s say he was staring at you. Put yourself out there! The worst thing that’ll happen is him saying no. You’ll survive.”
“But what if everyone in school finds out?”
“No offense, but we are nobodies. Miles isn’t one to gossip, either.”
“I guess.” You thought for a moment. Sophie was right. If he said no, then no biggie. It wasn’t like you two were soulmates anyways. But if he said yes… well that would be perfect. And even if you two only dated for a little while, it would still be perfect because you’ve liked him all throughout high school, and you would finally get your chance at being with him. Maybe you two would get married, have babies, lots of cats and dogs…
“Y/n? Y/n?” Gwen waved her hand in front of your face.
“What? Sorry,” you apologized. “Are you gonna ask him out or not?” She asked.
“After school,” you nodded. Gwen grinned and clapped her hands. “That’s awesome! I can’t wait to go shopping so we can buy you an outfit for your date!”
“I don’t need new clothes,” you frowned. She smirked, “Oh, honey. Yes, you do.”
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You paced back and forth in front of the gym doors. You didn’t know why you were so nervous. Okay, yes you did. But it was no big deal. All you had to do was invite him to a movie, and whatever his answer was, you would either run out there out of embarrassment or text Gwen to help you find an outfit. It was easy.
You looked in the window, watching Miles as he ran around the gym with his friends. He dunked the ball, causing all his friends to whoop.
“Alright. Here we go,” you breathed out. You began to open the door, but you stopped as you saw a girl run over to Miles. You watched in horror as the girl threw her arms around him and kissed him. He had a girlfriend? How did you not know this?”
You spun on your heel and ran to the parking lot. You drove home quickly, trying to not cry until you got yo your apartment. You rushed through the door, ignoring your mom as she greeted you. You shut your bedroom door and collapsed on your bed. Tears started to waterfall down your face in frustration and sadness. Of course he had a girlfriend. He was Miles-freaking-Morales.
You cried for a good hour before the tears stopped. You changed into comfortable clothes and curled up in your bed with your laptop. You started to watch a movie when your mom walked in.
“Hey, you okay?” She asked. “Yeah,” you mumbled.
“What’s wrong?”
“Just boy stuff.”
“Mm, I see,” she hummed. She sat down at the end of your bed, holding out an envelope. “Well, a letter came for you.”
You sat up in your bed, tentatively taking the letter. “Who sent it?”
“It says Spider-Man. Is that the guy that saved you at the store?” Your mom asked.
“Yeah,” you gasped. “H-How does he know our address?”
“Donald dropped it off. Apparently, Spider-Man sent it to the store.”
“Oh,” you nodded. You looked back at your mom, giving her a small smile. “Thanks.”
She smiled back, patting your leg. “No problem. Dinner’s ready if you’re hungry.”
“I’ll be out in a second,” you nodded.
“Alright.” She walked out of your room, closing your door quietly.
You ripped open the envelope, unfolding the paper hastily. You were anxious to see why Spider-Man had written you a letter.
Hey,
I’m not sure if you remember me. I’m Spider-Man or the guy who saved you last night. Sorry about destroying your store. I promise I’ll pay for the damages… or try to.
Anyways, my real name is um… I don’t know if I should tell you this. Mr. Stark would kill me, but I weirdly trust you. Anyways, like I was saying, I’m Peter Parker. I am your age, I think… if you’re 20 then you look great for a 20-year-old. But if you’re 17, then that’s great, because that’s how old I am too.
“Peter Parker,” you repeated.
It sounded familiar. You didn’t think he went to your school. You knew everybody in your school, but maybe he went to school the next town over and your school and his had competed together for sports or something.
As you continued reading the letter, you couldn’t believe the words on the paper. Your eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as you were almost finished. You were definitely re-reading this letter.
“Here’s my number you can text with your answer. Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, Peter Parker,” you read.
Your stated dumbfounded at the paper. You were shocked, confused, flabbergasted. Did you just get asked out by Spider-Man?
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“He wrote you a letter? Oh, that’s so cute!” Gwen squealed.
“Cute? I don’t know. It’s kind of weird. What if it’s a prank? The robbing was all over the news, someone who saw it could be playing a prank. If I agree to the date, I could get kidnapped,” you frowned.
“That’s true,” Gwen nodded. “But what if it’s actually him?”
“I still wouldn’t know what to do.”
“Say yes!” She exclaimed. “I don’t even know him. He doesn’t go to out school, either. He could be 60 for all we know!” You stated.
Gwen gave you a seriously look. “Stop being so difficult! Here, just text him right now.”
“No, we’re at school. I don’t — Gwen!” You shouted.
She took your phone and went to your messages. She typed in the number Spider-Man had provided you.
“Hi, I am Y/n L/n, the girl you saved at the candy store. Is this Peter Parker aka Spider-Man?” She typed out.
“Don’t put my real name!” You hissed. “Already done.” She clicked the send button.
“God, I hate you.” You grabbed your phone back.
“Thank me when you’re married to this guy,” she smirked.
You got a text back almost immediately. “Hi! I was wondering when you would text me. I began to worry I sent the letter to the wrong person. Or you thought I was weird.” You couldn’t help but snort. He got the last part right.
“Text back!” Gwen urged. “What do I say?” You asked.
She took your phone again and worked her magic.
Y/n: Honestly, I was a little shocked, but my awesome best friend, Gwen, convinced me to text you.
“Real nice,” you remarked. Gwen shot you a smile and looked back at your phone.
Peter: Your friend sounds great! So, when are you free?
“Wait. We need proof he’s our age,” you said. “Alright,” Gwen nodded and asked him for a picture.
“Woah,” you sighed dreamily.
Real photo or not, he was cute. Really cute. He had a full head of fluffy-looking brown hair that was brushed back, deep brown eyes — your favorite kind — and the friendliest smile ever. Next to him was an older woman with long hair and glasses. She looked beautiful. She looked like his mom.
“Still debating whether or not you want to go out with him?” Gwen smirked.
“Give me the phone.” You grabbed it from her, texting him back.
Y/n: Thanks! Wow. You are like, really cute.
Peter: Thank you. You’re really pretty
Heat crawled up your neck. You couldn’t help the huge grin that was plastered on your face.
Y/n: Thank you :)
Peter: You’re welcome :D. So, like I asked, when are you free?
Y/n: Anytime, really! Just not tomorrow night. I have to watch my baby sister.
Peter: No worries. How’s Friday night?
Y/n: I’m free!
Peter: Great! I’ll pick you up at 6?
Y/n: Sounds good!
Peter: Awesome. Mind sending me your address?
Y/n: Oh yeah. No problem.
“Look at you giving your number to strangers!” Gwen took ahold of your shoulders and shook you side-to-side.
“You’re ruining the moment,” you frowned. You turned off your phone and set it down on the table. You turned to Gwen, squealing in excitement. “I can’t believe I have a date!”
“Yeah, with Spider-Man.”
“With Peter,” you sighed dreamily.
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“And he sent you a letter?” Your dad asked skeptically.
“Yep,” you nodded. “It’s thoughtful, right, Josh?” Your mom hummed.
“I guess,” he sighed. “It was thoughtful,” you smiled at your mom.
“How do you two know each other if you don’t go to the same school?” Your dad asked.
“He, uh, kinda saved my life the other night,” you explained.
“You’re going out with Spider-Man? Oh, nu-uh. If you think I’m —”
“Dad, please! This is my first date ever. Don’t ruin it,” you pouted.
“She has the police on speed dial, pepper spray, and I made sure she brought a tiny knife for extra protection.” Your mom put her hand on your father’s shoulder.
He frowned, “After you call the police, call me, okay?”
You smiled, “I will.” You hugged both of your parents. “Thank you.”
“Spider-Boy better keep you safe and have you home by eleven sharp.”
“He will. We won’t be out that long. It’s just dinner and a movie,” you said.
“It better be.”
A knock on the sounded, signaling Peter at the door. You sighed nervously. Your heart started to race a mile a minute. As you started to walk to the door you started to feel dizzy. You still couldn’t believe you were going ong our first date, much less with Spider-Man. Was this real life or a dream?
But before you made it to the door, your baby sister, Nina, opened the door.
“Nina! Don’t —”
Your jaw dropping as you saw him. He was a lot more handsome in real life.
He was wearing a white button-down, jeans, and sneakers. His hair was brushed back, a few strands poking out and framing his face. He looked star-struck as well. He looked you up and down multiple times. He felt like he was in a dream.
“H-Hi. I’m Parker. I-I’m mean Peter. Peter Parker,” he stammered.
“Hi. I’m Y/n,” you smiled. “You’re so pretty,” he breathed out.
Your face flushed. You looked down shyly, peering at him through your lashes. “You’re really handsome.”
“Th-Thank you. My Aunt May dressed me. I’ve never really been on a date before, so I didn’t know what to wear,” he chuckled. His ears suddenly turned pink. He looked so embarrassed. “I shouldn’t have said that. It makes me sound so stupid. Uh, sorry —”
“No, no, it’s okay!” You laughed. “I haven’t been on a date, either,” you admitted.
“Really?” He seemed genuinely shocked. “Yep,” you chuckled.
“Well, I’m honored to be your first date.”
“As am I.”
“So, this is Spider-Boy, huh?” Your dad asked.
You whipped around, growing more nervous as your dad looked Peter up and down.
“Hello, s-sir. I’m Peter Parker.”
Your sad stalked up to him, standing tall and looking him up and down. “You’ll keep my daughter safe, yes? You won’t get her into any of your superhero trouble?”
“Yes, sir,” Peter nodded slowly.
“Alright,” your father nodded. “Have fun you two.”
“Thanks, dad,” you smiled. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Bye, Peter!” Nina grinned. Peter smiled down at her. “Bye!”
You gave your family a goodbye smile before you shut the door. “Sorry about them. Nina loves Spider-Man and my dad is well, being a dad.”
“It’s no problem. You have a nice family.”
“Thank you. Sounds like your Aunt May is cool. She has great taste.” You pointed to his outfit.
“Thank you. She does. So, uh, shall we?” He held his hand out.
Your eyes flickered down to his open hand and back up to his face. You slipped your hand into his, tingles shooting up both of your arms and down your spines.
“We shall.”
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The date started off awkward. You two sat in the taxi with too much space between you two. The only sound was the car breaks and the quiet radio the driver had on. It took you two a good thirty minutes to warm up to each other. You wouldn’t have it any other way though.
In just the hour of talking to him, you learned that his parents died when he was young, he was an only child, and he lived with his Aunt May who was in the picture with him he had sent to you. He loved physics and bio-engineering. He hoped to get into MIT to study engineering, although he admitted that he could make a living being Tony Stark’s intern and Spider-Man. He still wanted to be a normal boy.
You learned that he was the biggest fan of Star Wars, he had two best friends MJ and Ned, he slept with a teddy bear until he was 14, and he loved being Spider-Man and saving people. He told you that was the true reason why he loved doing it. Not because of the glory or cool suit, but because at the end of the day he was saving lives and making the city a better place day by day. It made you like him even more.
“I’ve been talking about myself this past hour. I promise I’m not this self-conceited. Tell me about you,” he said.
“It’s okay, don’t worry. I like getting to know people, especially since my life is so boring.”
“I bet that’s not true. Tell me about your family and friends.”
“Alright. Well, you met my dad and my baby sister. My mom was the creepy woman in the corner snapping all the pictures of us. She’ll probably ask for actual pictures when we get back home,” you chuckled.
He smiled, “I love pictures!” “Great. She’ll already love you then. Um, let’s see. Oh, I haven’t lived in Queens my whole life. My family moved here four years ago because of my mom’s job,” you said.
“Where did you live before?” He asked. “London,” you answered.
“Woah, seriously? But you don’t have an accent.”
“My parents don’t either. I never really picked up on it since my parents don’t speak with a British accent.”
“That’s so cool. And you said your life is boring.”
“Well, I think it is,” you shrugged. “So, what else is there to know about you?” He asked.
“Well, I have a best friend named Gwen. You kinda met her through text.”
“Oh, your “awesome best friend”?” He quoted the text.
You grinned, “That’s her. She’s seriously awesome, though. She asked me to be her friend the very first time I started school. She didn’t have a friend, either, despite living her whole life. She said she never really fit in anywhere and that she didn’t like anybody, until she met me, of course. I’m really thankful she didn’t have any friends, actually. Otherwise we wouldn’t have become friends. She’s been with me through thick and thin. I trust her with my life.”
Peter smiled, “That’s great. I’m like that with Ned.”
“It’s great to have one friend like that.”
He nodded, “It is. What else? What are your favorite movies, books, food?”
“Well, I love Harry Potter. My favorite movie is The Holiday starring Cameron Diaz and Jude Law. Um, I like potatoes in any form. They’re awesome. I have this sloth I sleep with every night that I’ve had since I was a baby. I can kind of play piano and I like to draw.”
“That’s so cool.” He stared at you with stars in his eyes. You smiled sheepishly. “Thank you.”
“Are you going to go to college for art?”
“Not sure. I don’t really know what I want to be yet.” You bit your lip nervously.
“Well, you still have like, two years to decide. I bet you’d be an awesome graphic designer.”
“Thank you. Man, you’re like, full of compliments,” you laughed.
“Sorry, is it making you uncomfortable?” He asked worriedly.
You took his hand that was resting on the table. You stared into his brown eyes, trying not to get lost in them. You shook your head, apologizing profusely.
“No, no, I’m just not used to a lot of compliments. I don’t really know how to react when I get a lot.”
“Me, too. I like giving out compliments, though. Especially when it’s to a girl I really like.”
You giggled, “Well, I appreciate them. Especially when they’re from a guy I really like.”
“Oh, really?” He asked, ears growing warm and pink again.
“Mhm,” you hummed with a smile. He returned the smile, looking back at his food shyly. You kept your hand in his for the rest of dinner. You two sat right next to each other in the taxi as soon as held hands as you walked into the movie theater.
Halfway through the movie you laid your head on his shoulder. It was only eight at night, but you were already growing tired. You cuddled up next to Peter, enjoying the warmth he provided in the cold room.
Peter kept glancing at you. He had never had a girl that wasn’t a relative this close to him. He wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t want to put his arm around you and make you uncomfortable. He wanted to hold you close to him, though. He wanted to kiss your head and smell your coconut and vanilla shampoo and just stare at you instead of watching the movie. You looked so beautiful in the dim light. He wondered how anyone could look so pretty.
He took a chance and wrapped his arm around you. He set his hand on the middle of your back and pulled you as close as he could. You stiffened, but quickly relaxed as you shifted in your seat and moved closer to him. You wrapped your arm around his back, holding him tightly to you. You buried your head in his neck, looking up at him and admiring his face.
He had perfect bone structure. Perfect lips, nose, jawline. He was so pretty. You swore you could stare at him for hours if he’d let you.
“I forgot if I told you, but I really like your outfit. Green looks good on you,” he whispered.
You smiled, “Thank you. It’s new.”
“You bought it for me?” He asked. “I wanted something new to wear to my first date with Spider-Man,” you explained.
He chuckled, “Well, I’m flattered.” “Good,” you hummed.
“You’re really pretty. I’m sorry I keep saying that, but it’s true. I-I’ve never been this close to a girl before, and I just can’t stop staring at you. Ugh, that sounded so weird. I’m sorry. God, I’m so weird, I —”
You cut him off with a kiss. It surprised both of you. You had been looking at his lips the whole time he was speaking and decided to take a chance. It was perfect timing.
You pulled away after a few seconds. You didn’t want to get too carried away in public. Peter’s eyes fluttered open and a big smile lit up his face. He was thankful it was dark in the room, otherwise, you would see how pink his face was.
“It’s not weird. And you’re not weird. Thank you. I appreciate you. You’re really cute,” you said.
His smile grew impossibly wider. His cheeks were starting to hurt. “Thank you,”
You hummed happily, setting your head back in his shoulder. You two watched the movie cuddling. Everything was so perfect, you forgot all about Miles and the small heartbreak you had endured.
You two were at your front door. Awkwardness grew between you two once again.
“I had a really great time,” he said. You smiled, “I did, too. Thank you for taking me out and paying for everything.”
“It was my pleasure, really.”
Your eyes flickered down to his lips as you stood there. The kiss in the movie theater only lasted for a few seconds. It was nothing more than a peck. You wondered how it would feel to really kiss him.
Without any warning, you leaned in and kissed him. Peter stood stunned for a few seconds. You were about to pull away and run away when his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you close. Your hands weaved through his soft hair and you pressed your body against his.
It felt like the whole world was spinning and you two were the only ones standing still.
For not kissing anyone before you, he was an excellent kisser. His lips moved against yours expertly. The kiss got more and more intense and passionate as each second passed. You two found a good rhythm and kissed each other for as long as your lungs allowed.
Peter pulled away, panting with his chest heaving up and down. Your eyes opened and you smiled immediately. You laughed as you saw your lipstick smudged all over his lips. You put your hand up to his face and cupped his cheek as you wiped away the lipstick with your thumb.
“Sorry,” you chuckled. “No worries.” He licked his lips. “Tastes like strawberry.”
“That is the lipstick flavor,” you nodded.
He still looked star-struck. You couldn’t help but laugh. He was so cute.
“I should get going,” you said. “Yeah, yeah. Totally,” he nodded.
“Text me when you get home?” You asked.
“I will. Definitely. Goodnight, Y/n,” he smiled.
You smiled back, “Goodnight, Peter.”
You went into your apartment, smiling widely as you closed the door behind you. You rushed into your room, quietly shutting the door and laying down on your bed.
You picked up Peter’s letter, smiling as you read it again. You got up from your bed and went to your desk. You got out a piece of paper. You decided to write him a love letter of your own.
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i guess i'm in love
summary : she's everything he wants but didn't think he'd find.
pairing : peter parker x reader
warnings : language, small mention of anxiety and overthinking.
author's note : based on 'I GUESS I'M IN LOVE' by clinton kane <3 my first song fic enjoy my highnesses
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oh, i'm obsessed with the way you're head is laying on my chest.
how you love the things i hate about myself and no one know, but with you, i see hope again.
"i love your freckles."
"yeah?", peter parker asked as he laid in bed with his love, "i hate them."
"what?", y/n y/l/n asked incredulously as she moved her head from his chest which made him whine but she ignored him, "no, i love them. they make you look so pretty."
"first of all, rude if you to leave the position we were in," peter said as he pulled y/n to lay her head head on his chest again, "and second, i don't know, i just kinda not like them, i guess."
"well you should 'cause i love 'em," y/n said as she placed a small kiss on his nose and lips and snuggled closer to him.
peter smiled to himself as he looked at her. he loved her. god, he loved her.
when everything was kinda gone to shit and he didn't know what to do, she made him see hope again.
if was only fair, that peter made sure that she was knew what she did to him.
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oh, i'm a mess when i overthink the little things in my head.
you always seem to help me catch my breath but then i lose it again, when i look at you, that's the end.
"hey, hey, peter," y/n said as she stood in front of him, at a safe distance as to not suffocate him, "it's okay, you're okay. i'm here, if you need me."
peter had his head in his head, looking down as the letters from the colleges he applied to came back.
y/n knew that he thought that he wouldn't get in. peter always underestimated his own abilities but she knew that she was gonna get in.
and even if he didn't, which y/n was sure wouldn't happen, she'd still b proud of him.
"it's okay," y/n said, still not touching him without his consent, " i'll go and wait in the living room, if you wanna open them alone. i'll be a holler away, pete."
peter's head snapped up as he looked at her in panic.
"no, no," he panicked as he held her hand and pulled her to sit beside him, "i can't do this without you."
"alright, alright," y/n consoled as she handed him his first letter, "i'm right here, whenever you're ready."
peter looked at her and his breath got caught up in his throat but not because of his anxiety or nerves, but because of her. after two years of dating, he still was in awe of her.
he smiled at her with a watery smile but picking up his envelope.
her boyfriend took a deep breathe as he opened the letter from mit. with shaking hands, he pulled out the paper and began to read it and by the time he was done, his hands were shaking uncontrollably and his eyes were brimming with tears.
"i got in, holy fuck, I GOT IN!" peter shouted as he tacked his girlfriend into a hug, both of them falling back onto his bed.
"god, i can't believe it, can you believe it?"
she could, she really could.
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and why do i get so nervous when i look into your eyes, butterflies can't stop me from falling for you and darling this is more than anything i've felt before.
you're everything i want but didn't think i'd find, someone who is worth the wait of all the years of my heartbreak but i know now i found the one i love.
peter felt nervous as he looked at her sitting across from him on the other side of the couch.
he couldn't believe that he still got nervous after years of being with her. the butterflies still surrounded him everytime she smiled at him and he couldn't believe that he was hers.
he was still falling for y/n everyday.
he never felt like this before. he never felt so, so many emotions all at once. now, as he sat with his love, he felt so many things and it was driving him insane but in a good way.
he always wanted something like this but never, in a million years, he would've thought he'd find it. he'd find a love so strong and pure that he'd find it hard to believe.
after many failed relationships, he finally understood why they never worked out. 'cause she was waiting for him.
he was meant to be with her and he was so thankful for her.
"hey, darling, you good?", peter snapped out oh his thoughts as he looked at y/n before nodding.
"yeah, i'm amazing. just in love with you."
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and i love the way you can never find the right things to say and you can't sit still an hour in a day.
i'm so in love, let's run away because us is enough.
"i'm sorry!" y/n exclaimed as peter laughed his head off in a coffee shop, "what was i supposed to say? 'i'm that paige died, i'm sure that she was a wonderful gold fish for the eight hours you had her'?"
"that's exactly what you were supposed to say," peter said as he calmed down a little bit, "not just tell the little boy that it's just a goldfish."
"well, i'm sorry that i was teaching him the cruel truth of life," y/n grumbled as she shifted in her seat, "can we go now?"
"sure, 'the cruel truth of life'," peter said as he stood up and picked up her bad while y/n went and paid for the coffee.
the two walked away, side to side, hands held as the silence between them soon filled with laughter and smiles.
"what if we ran away?", peter couldn't help but let the words slip away from his mouth, "just the two of us. somewhere far from here."
y/n looked at him, smiled. she was surprised at herself, wondering why the fuck was she even considering running away but as she looked at her boyfriend, all her doubts went away.
she knew he was not entirely serious about the idea, but if he was, without a moment's hesitation, she would've said yes.
"we could," y/n agreed as they watched the sunset, "it'd be just the two of us."
"just the two of us, that's all we'd ever need."
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and why do i get so nervous when i look into your eyes, butterflies can't stop me from falling for you and darling this is more than anything i've felt before.
you're everything i want but didn't think i'd find, someone who is worth the wait of all the years of my heartbreak but i know now i found the one i love.
peter was nervous, once again.
he knew it was a big step in their relationship but he was not proposing. not yet.
he was almost hundred percent sure that she'd said yes but he was still preparing in case if she said no.
"hey, love."
peter felt his nerves vanish and butterflies in his stomach at he looked at y/n walking towards him.
he couldn't help but let the smile slip into his face and he pulled her closer to him and bright her into a kiss.
"woah, you look so beautiful," y/n complimented him as she hand his hand, "i feel lik i'm underdressed compared to you."
"no, you're the most beautiful woman i've ever seen in my entire life."
y/n smiled bashfully as she looked down. after so much time, she still didn't know how to take compliments.
"you sounded nervous over the phone,NIS everything okay?", y/n questioned as they took their place at the table reserved for them.
"yeah, just wanted to ask you something," pyer said as he drank some water.
"yeah, go ahead," y/n said as she looked at him, giving him her undivided attention.
"okay, so, we're both going to mit in a couple months, right,?" peter said as he played with the tablecloth.
"yeah."
"yes, so i was thinking," peter emphasised on the last word, "that maybe, we should move in together in an apartment near the campus."
peter closed his eyes as he waited for y/n to react.
"peter...," oh, no. that probably wasn't a good sign.
"i'd love nothing more than that."
"wait really?!"
"yes, of course," y/n laughed as she looked at peter, "did you think i'd say no."
"no, just was nervous, i guess it."
"i love you, pete," she assured him, "i'd love to move in with you."
"i love you."
and he really did love her.
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come close, let me be home for anything, good or bad, i know it's worth it, oh-woah, and darling this is more than anything i've felt before.
you're everything i want but didn't think i'd find, someone who is worth the wait of all the years of my heartbreak but i know now i found the one i love.
"honey, i'm home!"
"in here, darling."
life was good. for peter parker and for y/n y/l/n.
after moving in, the two quickly adapted into college life and living with eachother.
it was like they were almost married but not quite yet. though peter planned to change that after graduation.
"how was boy's night out with ned?", y/n questioned as she hugged him and kissed before moving to lay on the sofa, peter following suit.
"it was amazing, we built lego and watched star wars and are hot dogs and brownies," peter said as he laid his head on her shoulder, "we had fun."
"i'm glad you did," y/n said, "movie night? with more brownies and pizza?"
"you know me so well."
"i'll be back in a bit."
peter watched as she came back with all the stuff after five minutes and laid back beside him.
"okay, so...," she scrolled through netflix before settling for 'clueless', "there."
"you know, we watched it last week," peter complained but still decided to watch it, just 'cause he loved her.
and she laughed at certain scenes, peter looked at her and wondered what he did to deserve someone like her. to be loved by someone like her.
and in the end, he found the one he was looking for. the one he loved.
i know now i found the one i love.
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love is not enough
peter parker x reader
prompt - “ then what do i deserve? “ “ someone who's good to you. devoted. someone who's not me."
warnings - angst, it's just hurt really no comfort besties <3
mlist+taglist | reqs open at 2nd jan | no taglist for peter but send me an ask if you'd wanna be tagged for it <3
a/n saw nwh have some feels it was good i love andrew and his spidey the most so look out for a very cool fic <33 (also this is kinda short but yeah)
unrequited love doesn't die. it only get hidden away deep beneath your heart, wounded and then sometimes it turns bitter and mean and full of vengeance; or sometimes it turns so frail and afraid and feels as if it could never love again.
only a very terrible case of unrequited love can make you feel both of these things and unfortunately, you felt it both only 'cause of peter parker.
peter was sunlight. warm, loving everything you'd want, need- for happiness. he could have been your sun, one you could touch, feel and kiss- but he wasn't.
you weren't like the moon, shining in its all glory. you were like the glint of it's light on broken glass. mj was the moon and peter was the sun, while you were merely a glint of light, barely significant between them.
you hated just how desperate you were for peter's touch, his love. you hated how your mind considered him your home- all the thoughts at last wandered to him. you hated how you fell in love with someone who was never yours to begin with. first liz and now mj but never ever yours.
you were crying. you crying so hard that you could barely breath and every single breath you took felt like breathing through broken glass. your lonely heart was cursed with the infinite unrequited.
"i loved you then and i love you now peter. i was and will be always here why don't you get?" you spoke your voice at the edge of breaking, tears slowly brimming in your eyes. "first liz and now mj why is it never me?"
"i just- i just see you as a bestfriend why don't you get it? you are one of the only thing constant in my life and i can't lose that." peter tried to reason, gripping his hair in frustration.
"how will dating me mean that i won't be a constant anymore, peter i- what ever are you saying? just tell me the real reason peter. what is it? why am i never your choice?"
"i just- i don't like you okay? i mean- yeah i like you as a friend but- and you deserve someone better than be anyway." peter spoke fumbling over his words.
"okay then, what do i deserve?" you spoke harshly. your eyes not leaving his brown ones which looked slightly watery.
"someone who's good to you. devoted. someone who's not me" peter bit his cheek, his watery eyes threatening to spill at any moment.
"but i want you peter. i am the one who's there for you at midnights. i am the one who gives you a place to sleep when you can't go home. i am the one who is always there. i am the person you always come too. what is it about me that you can't even think of loving? what is it that you see in mj over me?" you were sobbing now, the angry tears hot against your face.
"the love i have for you will never be enough y/n, it never will." peter breathed. "and i am sorry for that."
"i gave you my midnights, all of my moonlight and this how you treat me? i ask you one question peter- what is it that you see in mj over me, you answer that and i will leave." you tone was cold, filled with venom. you felt and insane amount of hatred for peter right now. the love you held for him disguised itself in something so vengeful that you couldn't believe it.
"i just don't-"
"do you remember our long 6 hour phone calls where we talked until our throats were sore and eyelids heavy? or when you made french toast in the morning even though you didn't like it but you knew it was my favorite? when you'd compare me to the sun and you the moon? do you remember reading me stories at night simply because I asked you too? do you remember all the times I fell in love with you?" you were screaming now, your finger pointing his chest, tears falling down your cheeks. "i know you remember it all too well peter."
"i do."
"then what went wrong?"
"i- i don't know it's just i kissed mj and i like her and then it just happened y/n i am sorry-"
"i kept you like an oath peter. was i merely a secret to you? was i not someone you ever truly loved?" there was a pause, "was it even love to you?"
"y/n i am sorry." peter replied his hand slowly holding yours, placing a kiss on your knuckles. "i am sorry" he repeated as he let go of your hand. "i will always remember all too well." he said and turned around, walking away, leaving you alone.
you wanted to scream and shout and beg him to stay- but instead you did none of that and just watched him go. you loved him then and love him now, you never could be mj- it was all a male fantasy.
Yes! I LOVE TOM'S PETER and suddenly all the Tom fics disappeared 😩😩😖😖