Love the Easter eggs in the first trailer, like an unexpected appearance from Dr. Bruce Banner (Mark Ruffalo) in Parker’s classroom

Tony Stark’s late father, Howard, also makes a cameo via a mural at Parker’s school 

But the Easter egg we really need explained is why Peter Parker has the same shirt Pepper Potts (Gwyneth Paltrow) wore to bed with Tony Stark in Iron Man 3.

Yep. Gotta love those Easter eggs.

  • Wade: What's your biggest fear?
  • Peter: Being forgotten.
  • Wade:
  • Wade: Fuck, that's deep. Mine is the Kool Aid Man, but I feel kinda stupid about it now

pandalandalopalis  asked:

ANGSTY CHALLENGE ACCEPTED: The reader is best friends with Peter Parker (and they're in love with him, but he doesn't know), but she doesn't know that he's Spider-Man. One day, the reader is caught in the damage of some kind of villain, and they get severely hurt (something bad enough that it's basically fatal). Spider-Man is there trying to keep her from bleeding out, and the reader is like "Please don't let me die, I haven't told my best friend I'm in love with him" and angst ensues

A strangled scream burst from your lips as you were thrown through the air, tossed aside as if you weighed no more than a rag doll. All the air was knocked from your lungs as you collided with a parked car, before falling to the ground.

Your ribs felt as though they were shrinking in around your organs; your vision was flickering and blurry; blood was pouring from a wound somewhere on your stomach. You squinted your eyes as you lay in agony, and managed to make out an unclear image of the enormous robotic creature which had just sent an entire street into chaos.

You breathed in sharply as a familiar red-and-blue figure soared overhead, however instead of attacking the villain, Spiderman landed clumsily and sprinted to your side.

“Oh God, (Y/N), I’m so sorry,” he murmured repeatedly, his hands hovering over the wound in your stomach. You were in too much pain to wonder how he knew your name.

“You need to…help the people,” you managed to whisper hoarsely, tears welling in your eyes. “They’ll d-die.”

Spiderman shook his head rapidly, taking one of your hands in both of his gloved ones. You frowned; there was something familiar about the hands, something which reminded you of-

“Peter,” you wheezed. The superhero’s head jerked in your direction, and his whole body became tense.

“What did you say?” he asked, his voice rising in pitch. You narrowed your eyes to try and see him.

“Tell my f-friend, Peter….Parker, tell him I love h-him?” you requested, tears flowing down your cheeks and mingling with the blood.

Spiderman looked over his shoulder briefly, before doing the last thing you expected; he tugged his famous mask off of his face to reveal-

“Peter?” you whispered in confusion, trying to reach up and touch his face. He grabbed your hand and pressed it against his cheek, trying to smile reassuringly at you even as your blood smeared against his face.

“I’m here, (Nickname), don’t worry,” he told you. “You’re going to be okay, I promise. Oh god, I’m so sorry, this is all my-”

“I love you,” you blurted out again, wincing as you accidentally put pressure on your undoubtedly broken ribs. It was getting harder to breathe now.

Peter let out a heartbreaking sound which was somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

“I love you too, I love you so much,” he replied desperately, leaning down to press his forehead to yours. “I’m gonna get you out of here, hang on.”

He tried to lift you and you screamed in pain, your ribs turning to daggers within you. Your head fell against his chest, and he cradled you carefully, as if you were the most fragile creature in the world.

“Keep your eyes open,” he begged, stroking your hair, which was now matted with blood. “Please, (Y/N), don’t make me lose you too.”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, struggling for breath now. “I love-”


I’ve Got You, I Promise: Part 2

Originally posted by sensualquotes

*This gif ???? I’m dead. Evan Peters can comfort me any day.

Peter Parker x Scared/Clingy Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: After being captured and unable to be found for months, Peter and the rest of the Avengers locate you. When you return back, your only need is Peter’s safety and comfort. 

Word Count: 1899

Warnings: language, depressed reader, clingy, fluff, panic attack, knives, blood, sad stuff, loving Peter. (pls let me know if I missed any). 

A/N: I always upload my fics at an ungodly hour, literally it is 3:20 AM. Anyway, for the wonderful @farfromjustordinary​, I hope I did this justice! This is how I sort of deal with my issues, so everyone is different. Please let me know if you guys enjoyed reading this second part! This is my first time creating a second part on a fic, so I’m excited to hear some feedback. Alright, I’ll stop blabbering. Enjoy!

Part 1

After spending some time nuzzled in the crook of Peter’s neck, you fall back asleep. Peter had to leave a little while after you fell asleep though, to train with Steve and Sam.

When you woke up, you were drenched in sweat and visibly shaking like you’ve been outside in a blizzard for hours. Once you realized Peter had left you, the panic really started to set in.

Where did he go?

Did Hydra take Peter?

Oh, no. No, no. 


Where are you?!


As you continued this cycle of paranoid thoughts, Peter walks in, equally as drenched in sweat, if not more.

He takes in your state, eyes widening. “Y/N, h-hey, you okay?” Peter stutters, worry evident in his voice.

Opening your mouth with nothing coming out, you whimper, causing Peter to dart towards you on the bed.

Even though you are both a sweaty mess, you don’t care. You latch onto Peter once his body lands on the bed, taking him by surprise. Your heavy breathing and shaking body lets him know you woke up from a nightmare. But he wasn’t there to help you.  

With an intense grip of Peter’s shirt, you mumble, “I…-uh, I-”

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Y/N. I understand,” Peter interrupts.

With a nod of your head, you lean farther into his hold, absorbing his warmth and comfort.

How can someone be this warm and soft?

Keep reading

(can you do one where you also fight at the airport and you get injured and peter (who you kind of just met) is worried about you?

Originally posted by theavengers

“(Y/N), are you sure you’re okay?” Peter insists.

“Peter, I’m fine. I’m a Stark, I can survive anything,” you say with a cheeky wink before blasting off with your father.

“He has a crush on you, ya know.” your dad, Tony, says.

“I know,” you say, “Maybe I have one on him too. Haven’t decided yet.”


Hey love your blog!! Could you please do a Kai imagine with him being all sweet and cute while trying to apologise to you (like he did to bonbon) you can choose why. And he gets all nervous and starts stuttering and tripping on his words. Thank you so much xxxx

The heat of the oven engulfed you as you bent over to retrieve the brownies. You nodded to the music that was currently playing in the background as you stuck a toothpick into the chocolaty goodness, checking it. They were perfect.

“Stress baking?” 

“Jesus!” You cursed, jumping in the air to see the one and only Kai Parker standing in your kitchen. His shoulders were somewhat tense, hands shoved into his pockets lazily. “What do you want Parker?” 

“I wanna say sorry.” You remained silent, stirring the mixture for the next batch of brownies. “I was an ass, okay?” Kai couldn’t take you not even looking at him. He had messed up and he knew it, he felt horrible. 

“You pushed me away.” You said, turning to face him. 

“I…I was scared. Okay, Y/N, I was scared? You… I don’t know. Dammit.” He fumbled, nervously rocking on the heels of his feet. “You mean so much to me and I was scared because I thought you would hurt me, so I hurt you before you could do that.”

“That makes no sense Kai, I love you. And I’m always there for you. I would never intentionally hurt you.”

Kai took two long strides towards you. “…I’m s-sorry, okay? I’m so sorry.” You grinned up at him, taking his hand. Kai gripped onto your hand, he wasn’t going to let you slip through his fingers again. “Will you forgive me? Please forgive me…” He rested his head on top of yours. 

“I forgive you.” You whispered as he began rocking the two of you side to side. 

Kai exhaled softly. “Feelings are hard.” You nodded in agreement. “Hey Y/N?”


“Can I have a brownie now?”


(Y/N) and Peter never got along maybe it was because your personalities were polar opposites or it could have been that your endless competitiveness felt the need to beat Peter at everything or it could have been that while you lived life on the wild side while he played it safe in every direction. And in between all of that you and peter managed to gain a vendetta against each other.

You jumped when a pair of arms snaked around your waist and a mystery voice said, ‘’You need help with that?” You could feel his hot breath at the nape of your neck as you calmed down realizing it was Peter.

‘’Jesus Peter don’t do that.’’ you said said feeling your cheeks heat up at the close proximity between the two of you.

‘’Don’t do what? Sneak up behind you? Or grab your sides?’’ he said while pinching your sides, his voice quiet and mocking so that two of you wouldn’t be kicked out of the library.

You jumped into him, ‘’Peter stop.’’ you said trying to pry his hands off of you.

‘’Why would I do that (Y/N) are you scared of me?’’’ he still hasn’t let go of you,while you looked down at your intertwined hands. Heat crawling up to your cheeks once again.

‘’No Petey I”m not scared the only person here that is, is you.’’ You said turning around to face him still in his arms. Your front pressed against his chest.

‘’Oh ya?’’ he looked down at you, his eyes shining brightly at you.

‘’Ya Peter now let go of me.’’ You said trying to pry yourself away from him which only resulted in him holding you tighter.

‘’Make me.’’

‘’ Hey peter are you going to fire work show tonight. Its hosted by MJ! We all know how you feel about her.’’ you said pinching his cheeks.’

‘’No (Y/N)  I’m not going-” Peter started pushing your hand off his face.

‘’Because you’re scared.’’ you said with pointed finger, nodding in agreement.

‘’No (Y/N) I’m not scared.’’ He stared again hoping to be able finish his sentence.

You cut him off again, ’’You sure because it’s totally okay if you don’t want to go because you’re afraid of fireworks.’’

‘’For the last time (Y/N) I’m not scared of fireworks.’’ an irritated look crossed his face.

‘’It’s okay Petey I understand it’s okay.’’ you said with mock sympathy.

‘’I’m not scared of fireworks.’’ Peter told you with determination in his voice.

‘’I already told you Peter it’s okay his is a safe space.’’ you gestured to the almost empty hallway. It was a Friday after school you were generally surprised people were still here this late it was usually just you and Peter who stayed after school past six. You see your school’s library had this thing called flexible hours where the library stayed open till seven and students were encouraged to use it but usually it was just you and peter who took advantage of it.

‘’(Y/N) fine I’ll go.’’ he said, ‘’ but only to prove to you that I’m not scared of fireworks.’’ Peter looked at you to see your eyes light up as a small laugh left your lips, you walked away with a smile on your face

‘’Here you go.’’  Confused you looked up to see Peter standing up over you.” You drink Petey, I thought you were a good boy.’’

‘’Well technically it’s root beer, But still considered a type of beer.’’he said with a wink. You laughed as he sat down ext to you grabbing the drink.

‘’So what brings you to my solitary area of peace?” you asked.

‘’ You looked lonely.’’he said looking at you

‘’I was trying to be alone you know, clear my head, watch the show unfold’’ you said as you motioned to the fireworks.

‘’But why all alone and I mean all alone like you a good half a mile from the party.’’ he said wondered.

‘’Ehh what can I say not a big fan of parties.’’ you said gazing onto the horizon.

‘’You go every party.’’ Peter emphasized.

‘’Well Petey i guess you can say that we don’t know each other very well.’’ you said softly at him.

‘’ Hi, I’m Peter Parker,  go to midtown, and i think you’re very cute.’’ he said with a goofing smile on his face, holding out his hand waiting for you to shake it.

Confusion covered your face as you said ,’’ Hi, peter I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N) ?’’ you grabbed his hand as he pulled you into his chest.

Falling onto his chest, “Peter what are you-’’ you started looking up at Peter who was already looking down at you. You meet his eyes both of you started to lean in, your hands creeping up to his hair.

‘’This is wrong Petey,’’ you said as you continued to lean in.

‘’No,(Y/N) this is perfect.’’ he breathed out.