been meaning to post this for days it was in ps for a long time too this was a few weeks ago like 2

First Crush (part 3)

Originally posted by tom-is-bae

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader, Tony Stark (dad) x Reader

Summary: After being home schooled your whole life, it’s finally your first day in high school. You are so excited to finally have a chance to live a normal teenage life. Well as normal as you could get.

Word count: 1000

A/N: This is the first thing that I have ever written so please go easy on me. I have written five parts to this story and I’m going to post a new part everyday. I would really appreciate constructive criticism. So, if you think of something that I could do better let me know! So here we go. I hope you guys like it!

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Peter’s point of view:

Y/N and I had been friends for a few weeks now. She had become one of my best friends and the biggest crush I have ever had. Every time I saw her smile and heard her laugh I fell in love with her even more. Ned figured out my crush almost instantly and has been teasing me about it since then. He has been dropping hints at Y/N, not so subtly may I add. But Y/N seems to be completely oblivious about it and she hasn’t (luckily) figured it out yet.

“Peteeer!” I heard a familiar voice yell and felt her hugging me from behind. God, she smelled amazing. Her signature perfume had become my favorite smell in the world. “H-heeey Y/N” I replied and cursed myself for stuttering. I mean seriously I had known her for weeks and I still couldn’t control my stutters. “I just ran into Ned and he told me about your movie night tonight and invited me to join you guys. I don’t know if he told you about it yet but I’ll be there. Hope you don’t mind” Y/N said with the biggest smile on her face. God that smile makes never fails to make my heart beat out of my chest. And those soft-looking pink lips, the most perfect set of lips I have ever seen. I wonder what it would feel like to kiss those lips and- “Peter you don’t mind do you?” she continued now with a slightly worried expression. I jumped out of my thoughts and shook the image of kissing her out of my head “N-no no of course not! I would love for you to join us.” I told her emphasizing the word ‘love’ way too much. “Great I can’t wait!” she cheered “walk with me to math?” she asked. I nodded and shut my locker.

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Sunday

I’m always amazed by how quickly the days pass. I was thinking I was approaching two weeks since my last post, but it’s closer to three. Oops. Here are the highlights, with yet another promise to post more regularly (NB, even if I’m not posting, I’m still checking in on all of you!):

Got together with the old neighbors a couple weekends ago. We bbq’d, then went to a show in DTLA. It was good times. They’re a great couple and I love seeing them, but they don’t have a lot of free time, as her mom lives with them (long story).

That same day, we went to a “I’m leaving, take my stuff” gathering. One of our poly friends got rid of most of his possessions to travel the world with one of his partners. We picked up a few small things, like a camera lens for Sir, a few books, and a TRX system. 

The next day, I saw The Geek. It had been a few weeks, but we had fun sexy times (for me - no happy ending for him), then went for lunch. I haven’t seen him since, but we exchanged a few texts recently (kinda unusual for us, unless we’re planning to meet up).

Sir and I were in Palm Springs the following weekend. We spent most of that Saturday in the pool and drinking, which resulted in me passing out around 7pm. With the exception of one weakish cocktail, I haven’t had any booze since.

The day we returned from PS, there was a 3-year anniversary potluck and pool party for the poly group we’re in. Being a Sunday evening, we couldn’t stay too late, but it was nice to go and catch up with friends. Normally, there is a 2-hour discussion, but the organizers opted for short introductions from the ~100 people present; by the end of that, it was time for us to go.

This last Monday, I made $130 in cash (plus $15 for lunch) for doing interviews and tests as part of a depression study. I’m currently wearing an activity monitor and keeping a sleep journal, which will net me more cash.

It’s funny that the cash thing is so exciting to me, as I make good money at my job. And I just got a (big) surprise bonus at work. But I grew up with parents who were thrifty and I learned early on to save lots and spend little. So getting an envelope of cash, which was less than I would make for working a similar amount of hours in the office, just for doing 5 hours of study-related activities, was pretty exciting.

Work this past week was very stressful, but ended on a good note. Enough about that.

I had a first date Wednesday after work. Nice guy and decent convo, but I didn’t feel anything else. He asked if I’d be interested in getting together again and I said sure, but admitted that I didn’t feel a romantic connection. So yeah.

Speaking of romantic connections, I saw Rockstar last night. It’s been 8+ months since I last saw him and even longer since we last hooked up. Long story short, he’s now in a LDR and they’re monogamous. I’m happy for him, but sad, too. I know why I’m sad (the loss of potential future intimacy), but it’s also silly (we haven’t been sexually intimate for a year or more). I guess I’m grieving because, over the last 20 years, we’ve kept finding our way back to one another, and now, I don’t know if that will happen again. I mean, it’s not like our friendship is over and there remains a huge amount of non-sexual intimacy between us, which means the world to me. I guess I just need a little time to process that the door has closed yet again…

In other news, I made coffee this morning without remembering to replace the coffee pot in the maker. I was in the bathroom next to the kitchen, wondering what the dripping sound was that I was hearing. Oops. 

Sir is off skateboarding with one of his friends today. He hasn’t been on a skateboard in the 14.5 years that I’ve known him and he’ll be 40 in July. Here’s hoping he doesn’t hurt himself. But if he does, luckily, he has insurance. 

And I think I’ll stop there. I hope you all enjoy the rest of the weekend!