cacw peter parker imagine

Peter, crawling to the kitchen of the compound at 3 AM: WHERE is the appley juice

Sam, hitting him with a broom: WHAT *smack* THE *smack* FUCK *smack smack smack*

  • me when i first heard about tom holland being the new spiderman: wait...what? that smol child? spiderman? nah too precious
  • me when i saw tom holland/peter parker in civil war: holy SHIT ALKJHFAJKGH
  • me when i saw the new spiderman homecoming trailer: thATS IT IM FUVCKING DONE I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO FVK U TOM HOLLAND FOR MAKIN ME LUV U EVEN MORE
Conversations you’ll most likely have with Peter Parker

(A/N): I haven’t done one of these in a long time and I was super low on inspiration so here’s this god awful thing 

Warnings: none


“H-Hey, I’m Peter Parker,” 

“Hey Cutie, I’m (Y/N),” 

~

“Hey (Y/N), did you do the calculus homework, I can’t figure out number 7 and-” 

“Peter, I saw you finish that homework in class today, if you wanted to hang out you could have just told me,” 

~

“Pssst, Pete, what’s the answer to number 3?”

“If I knew dating you would have involved helping you cheat on homework I-” 

“You’d what Parker?”

“I’d….I’ll go buy you the flowers now,” 

~

“Peter….what is this sticky stuff all over your door knob- please tell me it’s not-” 

“NO IT’S NOT (Y/N)!” 

~

“Why were you late to chemistry?” 

*Peter obviously trying to hide his spider suit*

“I uh- I slept in late?”

~

“Peter, you’ve been working on this project all night, I think you need to sleep,” 

“No (Y/N),” *Peter yawning* “I’ve gotta get this sheet of work done,” 

“I’m going to rip your paper to shreds if you don’t stop working right now,” 

~

“Peter! What happened to your eye!” 

“I hit my head on my bedside table this morning?”

*Hiding his suit once again*

~

“Peter, I just found this suit-” 

“(Y/N) DROP THAT RIGHT NOW!” 

“Oh my god- this is- you’re the-” 

“I’m not, I’m really not-” 

“You’re spiderman?”

“No, no, no, this is just a costume for uh- for theater!” 

~

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were spider man,” 

“I didn’t want you to get tangled up in all the crime, what I do is kinda illegal,” 

~

“Shit Peter, I think he may have broke your nose,’ 

“I can’t go home at 3 in the morning with a broken nose!’ 

“Then stay here, I’ll explain it all to May in the morning,” 

~

“Here, I’ve got an icepack for you,” 

~

“Since someone decided to break their foot, cough cough Peter, I bought your favorite icecream and all the Star Wars movies,” 

~

“You should take me through the city sometime,” 

“With my webs?”

“Yeah,” 

“Do you know how dangerous that is?”

“You say that like danger isn’t your middle name,” 

~

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I got to go to Germany and fight these grown ass people, and Mr. Stark was there and so was Captain America and- and-” 

~

“Hey, I found this old gameboy at the thrift store, you wanna take a look at it?”

~

“You seriously declined a mission because of homework?”

“It’s AP history (Y/N)!” 

~

“You need to eat Pete, I cooked you some food,” 

~

“Are you and Wade a thing?”

“(Y/N)! He’s like twice my age and he’s a guy and-” 

“I’m taking that as a yes,” 

~

“Did you know you’re really cute?”

“I’m not cute,” 

“Yeah you are, especially in that suit of yours,” 

~

“Look at dat Spidey ass,” 

“(Y/N), can you stop poking my butt?” 

~

“Peter! Do you understand how dangerous this is! You could have died!” 

‘But I didn’t, did I?”

~

“Be safe Peter,” 

“I always am,” 

“I love you,” 

“I love you too (Y/N),” 

~

“For a cute nickname can I call you my little spiderling?”

“No, god (Y/N), what kind of a nickname is that?’

~

“Can I stitch you up?”

~

“I can mend that hole for you, I took sewing last year,” 

~

“Goodnight (Y/N),” 

“Goodnight….spiderling,” 

Teacher: The bell doesn’t dismiss you, I do!

Peter: Okay.

*Next day*

Teacher: Why are you late?

Peter: The bell doesn’t tell me when to come to school, I do.

Delta (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 7  A/B/O

A/N: ALRIGHTY YALL! This one gets a lil wild!  😭 But it was super fun to write! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️ By the way, I added in a hidden Marvel character, let’s see if you guys can find them! (;

Warnings: Angst. Swearing. Sex. Violence. NSFW.

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Being a famous YouTuber, and dating Tom Holland would include…

(Requested)

  • Not being able to comprehend the amount of followers you have; you used to be so excited to reach your first 100 subscribers a few years ago
  • Making a video of you pranking/scaring Tom, while being dressed in his Spider-man suit
  • Playing the ‘Touch My Body’ challenge with Tom
  • “Y/n, please don’t tell me that’s your boob. Your parents will kill me.”
  • “Tom, that’s my knee.”
  • Having to dress up in funky costumes all the time when you go outside with Tom, since he’s a famous actor and you’re a famous YouTuber
  • “Oh my god, are you Y/n L/n?”
    “Nah, people just say I look like her a lot…”
  • Tom being slightly jealous of all your YouTuber buddies, especially the guys…
  • “Tom, Dan is just a friend, and Troye is gay. And Jim is married to Tanya.”
  • Joining NigaHiga is one of his ‘I Dare You’ videos
  • “’Lick the toes of the person to your right.’ Alright, Ryan, feet up.”
  • Doing the Yoga Challenge with Tom, and he’s better at it than you are
  • “How the hell are you bending yourself in that position?!”
  • Trying to game with PewDiePie, Jacksepticeye and Markiplier
  • “Okay, we’ve got three of Slenderman’s pages so far, now- HOLY FU-”
  • Joining Anthony and Ian in their Smosh videos when you’re close by to where they live
  • “Every YouTuber Ever, featuring Y/n L/n, so sit back, and relax!”
  • Going on The Ellen Show together with Tom
  • “So, you’re a YouTuber, and he’s an actor. What’s that like?”
  • “Competitive. Very, very competitive.”
  • Visiting Tom on the set of Spider-man: Homecoming, and vlogging videos of him and the cast on set and while acting
  • “Hey, Zen, say hi to the camera!”
  • “And over here, you can see a rare specimen of Tom Holland, extremely vicious and hard to catch.”
  • Doing the boyfriend tag with Tom in one of your videos
  • “Where did we first meet?”
  • “I think you were working on the set of Billy Elliot, and then we just sort of bumped into each other.”
  • Going to Tom’s movie premieres and his Comic Cons as his date
  • And Tom joining you whenever you go to VidCon
  • Tom introducing you to the Avengers cast: RDJ, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, Scarlett Johansson, Elizabeth Olsen, Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, Jeremy Renner, Paul Bettany, Don Cheadle, Chadwick Boseman, Samuel L. Jackson, and everyone else
  • And you just stand there, trying your best not to scream and fangirl and cry
  • “Oh my god…”
  • Going to SDCC with Tom, and him dressing up as Spider-man so nobody knows who he is
  • And you usually cosplay as Gandalf or Dumbledore
  • Filming baking videos with Tom
  • “Is the cake meant to be black and green?”
  • “I’m pretty sure we were making a strawberry cake, Y/n.”
  • Visiting Tom and his family all the time, where you always have tons of fun
  • “You better run, because if I find you, Paddy Holland, you are going to be tickled to death.”
  • Hanging out with the British YouTubers, who are pretty much your best friends
  • “Zoe, I don’t know how to do your magical make-up techniques. Are you some kind of wizard?”
  • “Baking is fun, Tanya, but if I eat any more sugar, I’m going to explode.”
  • “I think Nala’s pissing on me, Alfie.”
  • “Caspar, wait, no-”
  • “Tyler, as much as I love you, I’m not going to dye my hair rainbow, no matter how much you beg me.”
  • “Troye, every time you sing, an angel is born.”
  • “Phil, I know you don’t like Eliza Pancakes, but we can’t just kill her off.”
  • “You know, I’m starting to like James more than you, Oli- I’m joking, I’m joking!”
  • “Marcus, you suck at Australian accents.”
  • “I love you too, Louise.”
  • “Joe, I think it’d be better if you didn’t scare the absolute shit out of Oli again.”
  • “Louis John Cole, we are not going to hike up a mountain as a ‘fun challenge of the day’.”
  • “Jack, Finn- Well, sorry, but I can’t tell you two apart, goddamnit!”
  • “You’re like a giant, cuddly teddy-bear, Jim.”
  • “You should keep your curly hobbit hair, Dan. Your fangirls would appreciate it.”
  • Helping Joe out during one of his Dare Sugg videos
  • “It has returned. Dare Sugg. But today, I’ll have a friend to help me out: Y/n!”
  • “This is going to be painful and fun at the same time, Joe. I’m looking forward to it.”
  • Doing a bunch of different videos with Tom’s brothers
  • “Today I am here with Sam, Harry, and Paddy Holland. The amazing trio, the golden siblings. Oh, and Tom’s here too.”
  • Loving your life as a YouTuber, because honestly, who wouldn’t?

@jaderbugz, @peterparkerimagine

Peter the player

(A/N): I LOVE PETER SO MUCH

Request: Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where you are around Peter’s age (1 year older) and a badass avenger with a public identity and best friends with Peter and when is being teased by a bunch of bullies about being a nerd with no girlfriend until he blurts out that you’re his girlfriend and they don’t believe him and tell him to prove it he runs up and kiss you begging you to go along with it

Warnings: some swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


Originally posted by spiderholland

  Peter was fucked. That was it. He knew the minute those few words came from his lips that he was eternally fucked. 

   The boys who sat at the table directly ahead of him had turned around and started pestering him, again. Honestly, at this point in the school year he was used to it, it didn’t bug him like it used to, if anything it was just a nuisance now, a nuisance he’d do anything to get rid of. So that’s why when they started pestering him about having a significant other he flipped and blurted out, 

   "I’m actually dating someone, you know (Y/N) (Y/L/N), that really cute senior?“ The boys look a him as though he was crazy and at this point Peter think he may be. 

   "There’s no way you’re dating them,”

   "Nope, I totally am,“ Peter leans into his seat, smirking at the boys almost cooly. 

   "Yeah? Then prove it,” They boys smirk back, making Peters blood run cold. 

   (Y/N) was his best friend, his partner with shield, they were amazing and understanding but would they understand enough to help him out? 

   "Go up and kiss them,“ Peter gulps as his eyes travel to (Y/N)’s table where they were valiantly studying for an upcoming graduate test. He knew he shouldn’t disturb them at such a time but before he knew it his feet were carrying him to their table, forcing him to seat and turn to (Y/N) with a hopeful expression.

    "Pete, I’m kinda busy right now,” (Y/N) supplies before Peter even has time to open his mouth. 

   "But (Y/N), it’s really important-“ (Y/N) turns to look at Peter with their best bitch face, a face that sent fear tingling down his spine.

    "This better be good or I swear to god I’m going to beat your ass,” Peter sighs as he looks at his hands, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he does. 

   "Well- so those guys who um-“ Peter didnt want to say bullying, he didn’t want to seem weak around (Y/N). "Those guys I was just talking to,” Peter gestures to the guys behind him, all staring at him intently. “They’ve been mocking me for the last couple of months-”

    “they’ve been bullying you?" 

   "No, that’s not what I said-”

    “Do I need to beat them for you?" 

   "No! God, no, I just need you to kiss me,” (Y/N) stares at Peter with a dumbfounded expression, as though he had just grown a second head or three.

    “Are you fucking serious?" 

   "I know, I know, you can beat my ass later but please, I just need this,” Peter gives (Y/N) his best puppy dog eyes, he even threw in a pout just for good measure. 

   (Y/N) was seriously contemplating saying no but then they heard the boys snickering and mocking Peter. Gritting their teeth (Y/N) leans forward, cupping Peters cheeks as they connected their lips to his. 

   His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet and (Y/N) knew It was horrible to think but they wanted more. Plus, Peter wasn’t too bad of a kisser- in fact he was good, maybe a little too good. 

   (Y/N) pulls away (even if they were reluctant), licking their lips as they look to Peter with half lidded eyes, almost as though they were drunk. Peter looks almost disbelieving himself as he stares at (Y/N), more specifically their lips. 

   "Um, uh-“ 

   "Was I your first kiss?” (Y/N) asks, cutting the younger boy short. Peter looks a bit sheepish at first, his cheeks dusting a light pink as he looks down at his hands.

    “Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) smirks as they hum, casually turning back to their papers to get back to work. 

   "No,“ Peter looks surprised at this, eyes wide and lips parted. "You’re surprisingly good,” And that was all the information (Y/N) gave Peter before they set back to work, smirking as Peter made his way back to his own table with a new sense of shock and pride.

If it’s not the Krusty Krab pizza, then I don’t want it.
—  Peter Parker, literally any time anyone suggests they buy pizza for any reason at all.
Being Peter's partner on Team Stark and getting hurt would include...
  • You and Peter met during the Civil War events
  • Both of you had been recruited by Stark
  • “Hey, I’m peter, I mean, Spider-Man”
  • “Hi, Peter, I’m Y/N”
  • Showing your powers to each other efore the airport fight
  • You had invisibility and force fields creating abilities
  • “Now you see me… now you don’t”
  • “Holy shit that’s amazing!”
  • Him trying to shoot webs at you
  • And failing miserably
  • You laughing at him
  • Then forming an invisible force field next to him
  • “Throw that lamp at me”
  • “Y/N wtf…”
  • “DO IT!”
  • Hiding with him at the airport
  • Trying not to laugh right before Stark called you
  • Your duty was basically staying invisibly attached to Peter, forming a force field around him to protect the boy
  • And you succeeded in the first half hour
  • But as every human being you got tired eventually
  • And suddenly, between Giant-Man and the Great Escape, you got off Peter
  • And appeared right next to Clint
  • “WOAH WHAT THE-”
  • Him shooting you in your left hip, out of surprise
  • “Where did this kid come from?!”
  • You attempting to continue fighting
  • But the pain was almost unbearable
  • “Stark, L/N’s been shot.”
  • Peter suddenly stopped fighting
  • “I’m alright… alright…”
  • “Take her to the jet!”
  • You fainting
  • Peter refusing to leave until he knows you’re alright
  • “Am I dead?”
  • “No, you’re gonna be just fine, miss.”
  • “Oh, dang it.”
  • Apologizing to Stark
  • “Mr. Stark, sorry I was a shitty teammate”
  • “What do you mean? You took a big one for the team.”
  • “Oh and by the way, certain Spiderboy will be happy to know you’re awake.”
  • Peter rushing inside the room when he heard you were awake
  • “Y/N oh thank goodness!”
  • “PETER! I’ve missed you!”
  • Him hugging you carefully
  • Also smoothly stealing a kiss from you (not that you cared, though)
  • “Damn it feels good to be back!”
  • “I’m glad you’re back”
  • “Ugh you two are too cute”
  • “Shit I forgot Mr. Stark was still here”
Babe, I'm About To Prove It (Tom Holland!Peter Parker x reader) (slight smut)

Hey guys! This is my second imagine here on Tumblr. I hope you guys enjoy! Leave some suggestions and prompts in my inbox, I’d love to hear from you guys. This is slightly slightly slightly smutty so beware. Other than that, we’re good to go! - Xoxo K


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Warnings: Slight smut (PG-13)

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“Han Solo is so hot” you sigh not looking away from the screen.
You and Peter were watching the Star Wars movies (the original trilogy because the prequels, in my opinion, were awful) while you cuddled on the couch. You always had a thing for Han Solo and you thought nothing of your comment until Peter changed his tone completely.
“Oh yeah, well can Han Solo shoot webs? I don’t think so.” He retorts his grip slightly tighter around your waist.
“I thought you liked Han Solo?” You question turning to Peter. You stare at his lips for a couple seconds before turning your attention to his eyes that now hold some sort of… jealousy?
“I do, but… umm… uhhh” Peter stutters trying to find his words.
“Oh my god. Peter, you’re jealous” you say turning your body all the way around to face him.
“K-kinda” Peter mutters.
This makes you giggle and plant a kiss on Peters nose. “Don’t worry Pete, you’re the only man I love” you say sweetly. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You smirk slightly at Peter, getting an idea. “But… I can’t help but think about how good Han Solo would be in bed.” You felt Peter shift slightly. “Mmm” you sigh.
“Y/N,” Peter started threateningly. Not in a scary way, you know Peter would never hurt you. In fact, it kinda turned you on a little bit. Peter being so… dominant.
“Peter, I’m just messing with you” you joke, giggling. “Besides, I don’t think he, or any man for that matter, could do it better than you” you say with a wink, making Peter blush slightly. ‘God why did he have to be so irresistible?’ You thought to yourself. You quickly reach for the remote to turn off the TV and get off of the couch. You stand in front with him with your hand on your hip and he gives you a pout.
“What are you doing?” Peter asks. “I was enjoying our cuddles, they kept me warm” he exaggerates a shiver. You giggle quietly and roll your eyes playfully at his theatrical display. “C'mon, let’s go to my room.” You say walking to your bedroom door, swaying your hips as you walk. You stop in front of the door and spin on your heel to face the living room where Peter still sat. “Well…?” You say “are you coming Pete?” You say expectantly. Peter’s head snaps up to look at you with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing, not sure what to say. “Uhhhh… I-I… aren’t your parents home?” Peter sputters. “No.” You smirk. “Oh.” Peter says quietly. “Ohhhhh…” Peter says a smile soon taking over his features, but he still stays on the couch. You roll your eyes as you smile to yourself and strut back to where Peter sat. When you reach him, you reach down to pull him up by the collar of his shirt and crash his lips into yours. Quickly Peter becomes aware of your intentions and the kiss becomes very heated. Peter’s hands move down to your hips and your arms move from his shirt to his neck. He pulls his lips from yours only to mutter the words “jump”. You do as he says and he gives your bum a squeeze. Peter carries you to your room. As soon as he reaches your door he stops and looks into your eyes, fire burning within them. He leans in to whisper in your ear. “You think nobody could do it to you better than me?” Peter says seductively, sending warm tingles to your core. “Babe, I’m about to prove it.”
What Soul? - Peter Parker x stark!Reader

Words: 1318
Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
Featuring: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers
Warnings: kinda cliche af
Requested by @betty234
Hey! I Saw your requests are open. Could you please write a Tony Stark x reader, or maybe Peter Parker x reader one shot, with the whole soulmate au where they have tattoos that symbolizes each other and he already likes her. Thank you so much”
Summary: In this world, soulmates are strange. The tattoos only appear after you have officialy met your soulmate; meaning some people never get theirs. They can also change what they look like depending on what is going on during the day. When your tattoo gets mistaken for a hickey, you have to explain what’s going on, but only find out it is much deeper then you could have ever imagined.
Authors Note: i havent actually written a soulmate au before, so this was fun! After the april fools joke today, I thought it would be a good idea to post a real imagine xD

Ao3

Peter Masterlist. Masterlist.


“Hey, Steve,” You sing-songed as you walked into the common room where the American flag himself was sitting. “I have a question for you.”

“Shoot, kiddo,” Steve put down the book he was reading and listened to what you had to say.

You showed Steve your computer. “I’m learning about World War Two…”

Steve laughed, “You know my experience was much different than what they might be asking you.”

You shrugged and agreed with him, but hearing his stories of those days were always interesting. “I actually had to help Peter with this topic last month,” Steve nodded, and your face turned to confusion. You didn’t really know many people your age, considering you’ve been homeschooled all your life. It was just easier for your father to keep track of you by having you home all the time, and it became much easier once the Avengers became a thing. “You know, Spider-Boy. Your dad is always helping him out with his powers.”

“Oh, right! The one that’s always super awkward around me,” You nodded, a little laugh following. You scratched your neck, moving everything ever-so-slightly out of place to reveal what was on your neck.

“Hey! What the hell is that?” Steve moved your hair out of the way and turned your neck so he could see what was hiding. “Oh thank goodness, it’s not a hickey. I would have killed you!”

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My Empire of Dirt

Summary: The Avengers, torn apart after the signing of the Accords, are faced with their greatest battle yet — the rise of Thanos. What no one expects is for Thanos to kill Tony Stark in front of the Avengers’ eyes. Among them, stood (Y/N) Stark, screaming as her father lay lifeless on the ground, no longer breathing; no longer standing as Iron Man. With the Avengers broken apart; will (Y/N) be able to assemble the broken team to avenge the man who brought them all together?

Pairings: Tony!father x Reader!daughter, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Suicide, Death, Angst, Heartbreak, Mentions of Sex, Fluff, Happy-ish Ending

Song: Hurt by Johnny Cash

I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel  

Fuck! Shit - God, (Y/N) - s-stop drinking! Stop doing that to yourself!” Steve grabbed the bottle of whiskey from her hands, prying the coping mechanism out of her reach.

The sour and vile taste of alcohol had seemed to be the only thing keeping (Y/N) alive for the last several hours. The whiskey slipped into her mouth, nullifying her, numbing all the pain of reality in favor of something more tonic. It seemed to be her only cure.

“You killed him …” She slurred, readjusting her body as she lay slump against the floor of the Avengers compound. “You blamed him for everything … now he’s dead … and your gonna’ blame him for that, too …”

“(Y/N) - you need to get up-”

“His worst fear was seeing all of you dead … he didn’t want to be the one to kill the Avengers …  but you … you killed him, Steve.”

She gripped her shirt tightly and bunched the fabric between her fingers as if the cotton material was a piece of her broken heart. She began to shake and whimper as a familiar pain shot through her chest. It was heartbreak. It was agony. It was hell.

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Being Peter’s girlfriend, and meeting the Avengers would include…

(Requested)

  • The team not reacting too well when Peter tells them that he has a girlfriend
  • “What’s her name?”
  • “What’s her foot size?”
  • “How tall is she?”
  • “How did you meet her?”
  • “When did you meet her?”
  • “Why didn’t you tell us?”
  • “How the hell did you get her to agree to date you?”
  • Peter having to try to persuade the team to meet you for weeks
  • “Come on, guys, she’s awesome. You’ll love her!”
  • But their all pretty hesitant, especially since their afraid you’ll faint or scream something
  • Peter forgetting to tell you that he’d be introducing you to the Earth’s mightiest heroes on the day he was meant to take you to the Avengers Tower
  • So he just blindfolds you and tell you that it’s a ‘surprise’“You’ll love it, I promise.”
    “Peter, I swear to god, if you are about to dunk me in a slime tank like the last time, I will slap you into next week.”
  • The team being sceptical when Peter walks into the Tower with a blind-folded girl
  • “Please don’t tell me you kidnapped her off the street, Parker. You don’t have to lie to us that you have a girlfriend, it’s okay.”
  • And when he takes off your blindfold, you just stand there, staring at the team, your jaw hitting the ground
  • Everybody expecting you to just cry and fangirl at Steve, or faint at the sight of Tony Stark or Thor, but you just-
  • Oh my god, Black Widow, holy shit, it’s an honour, wow, oh my god.”
  • The team standing and watching, confused, as you continue to freak out over Natasha, who honestly doesn’t know what to do in this situation
  • Introducing yourself once your finished fangirling
  • “I’m Y/n, hi.”
  • Tony being his usual rude, sarcastic self when you first introduce yourself
  • “Alright, well, Parker, it was nice meeting your lady friend, but I’m going to go down to the lab now.”
  • But you wouldn’t take that crap from anybody, not even Tony Stark
  • “Yeah, just go down to your man-cave and have a nice little play-date with your robots, Mr. Stark.”
  • Which helps you gain instant respect from Clint, Natasha, Steve and Bruce
  • The team being surprised that you’re dating Peter
  • “I always thought you’d end up dating your Star Wars poster, Parker.”
  • Asking every Avenger for a high-five, successfully completing a task on your bucket list
  • Ending up spending the entire day at the Tower
  • Running around the many levels, checking out all of Tony’s expensive rich people stuff
  • “You have a kitchen in the bathroom?! Wow.”
  • BAKING WITH THE AVENGERS.
  • “Wait, no, Thor you don’t throw the milk at the wal-”
  • Spending most of the time having petty arguments with Tony, since both of you are both too stubborn to admit defeat
  • “Blue is an awesome colour, Mr. Stark. It’s the best colour, even better than red, in fact.”
  • “Red will always win, and you’re stupid.”
  • But at the end of the day, the billionaire actually starts to warm up to you
  • “Your girlfriend’s not too bad, Parker. Any chance we can replace you with her?”
5 Times When

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Originally posted by tomhollanddaily

5 Times When Peter Parker had a completely obvious crush on you

1) He anonymously sent you a copy of your favorite book

Peter overheard you talking to one of your friends in the hallway of school. “I just cannot believe,” you were saying, “that A Tale of Two Cities is my favorite book and I don’t own a copy of it!”

Gwen, the friend by your side, shrugged. “Buy it.”

“Ugh, but that’s so much work,” you sighed. “I’d have to go all the way to the store and talk to someone to purchase it.” 

Peter closed his locker, eyeing you from the side. You had moved on from the topic, slinging your red and black checkered bag over your shoulder and walking away. 

He waved to you nervously and was delighted when you smiled to him. “Hi, Peter,” you say before continuing on. 


The following morning shocked you because there was a package inside your locker. Well, more of a present. 

It was wrapped neatly in gold paper with a ribbon on top and a note card with your name on it. 

You looked around the hallway-it was still just morning time, students still filing into the school. You supposed it couldn’t have been hard for someone to break into your locker seeing as you spend every minute you can spare by sleeping in. Who, exactly, thought it would be a good idea to start high school at seven in the damn morning? 

Either way, you hesitantly unwrapped the paper. 

You couldn’t help but squeal in delight when you saw the contents; a book! Not just any book, but your favorite book! 

You’d been talking to your friend, Gwen, about how you had yet to own a copy of it just the day before now. Perhaps she had something to do with it? 

You grinned while you held the book to your chest, retreating to class. 

Peter waved to you from his locker and you waved back. 


2) You were gushing about your crush on Spider-Man

Michelle laughed at you from her side of the table. “You’re utterly insane, [Nickname], you know that?” 

You pouted. “I’m not. I’m just saying that Spider-Man and I will probably ended up making out at some point. It’s bound it happen. I’ve read the fan-fiction on tumblr, Michelle, and I know at least one third of it was written by you.” 

She rolled her eyes when you pointed at her with a plastic spork. “Hey, so on a totally different-and normal- note, can one of my friends sit with us today?” 

You put her hand over your chest in mock terror. “You have friends other than me? That’s bull,” you laughed. 

Michelle leaned back on her cafeteria seat. “Nah, he’s a little and helpless puppy-nerd. Yo, Peter!” 

You looked back and smiled when Peter Parker made his way over. He set his bag beside yours and you pulled a seat out for him. “[Y/n], you know Parker, right?” Michelle asked, gesturing between you both. 

“Yeah, sort of,” you replied happily. “You were in my biology Freshmen year! And we have lockers close together,” you told Peter, as though he didn’t remember it himself. Trust me, he did. 

“So Peter, enlighten us both with your ever so smart nonsense,” Michelle purred, resting her chin in her elbow. “Do you think [Y/n] has a chance with Spider-Man?” 

Your eyes widened and you promptly kicked your friend underneath the table. “Why?” you hissed. 

Michelle laughed over her wince of pain. 

“Uhm. W-why would you want a…chance…with Spider-Man?” Peter asked, looking at you. “Because,” you replied slowly. “He’s-well he’s the type of guy who just-”

“Because [Y/n] has a huge crush on him,” Michelle answered for you. 

The rest of the day, Peter imagined what it’d be like for him to swoop you up in his arms while wearing his suit. 


3) He offered to be your date when yours stood you up 

The Midtown High School committee always held a party right smack in the middle of the year. It acted as a fundraiser and a survey for student interests at the same time. 

This year, the theme is super heros! Everyone that would show up was meant to be dressed as a super hero, whether real or fictional. You would get to take pictures with little kids who showed up and what not. Plus, when the photography portion is over, there would be a marathon of hero movies in the theatre of the school-food and drinks provided. 

Someone had ended up asking you out to this school event. You supposed he was cute enough. The plan was that you’d buy the tickets and he’d pay you back at the end of the night. You guys even decided to go as a super hero couple! 

So you now stood in line at your school, handing money to Gwen. Gwen is the type of girl who is in ever single club at the school so it didn’t surprise you that she is also apart of the committee. “So,” she grinned, “I hear you’re going with Dreamy Danny?” 

You blushed, looking away from her as she counted the money and tickets. “Yes, I guess.” 

“You guess?! [Y/n],” Gwen said, all serious now, “Dreamy Danny has been the number one wet dream boat for everyone ever since he transferred. I’m going to be the sister-in-law of Dreamy Danny!” 

You took the tickets from her hands. “You are not because we aren’t getting married. And Dreamy Danny isn’t all that, you know,” you grumble back. 

Gwen nodded. “Oh, yeah. I’m sorry, I forgot you were only into nerds like Spider-Man and Peter Parker.”

You wanted to scream at her to shut up. “I don’t like like Peter, okay! All I said is that he happened to be really cute and I’m happy we are starting to be friends…and Spider-Man isn’t a nerd!” you added before walking off. Gwen called out to you, something along the lines of “Nerds are so your type!” 

You tried to forget Gwen’s comment on Peter-especially since you are headed to the library to spend free period with him. 

Oops? 

He greeted you with a cute smile, as usual. He had the seat pulled out for you and you happily took it. 

“Ooh, you’re going to the fundraiser?” he asked, spotting the tickets in your hands. 

“Yep! Maybe Spider-Man will be there,” you joked. Your crush on Spider-Man became an inside joke between you guys now, since it was the first thing you two had actually talked about. 

Peter had quickly become a good friend. You enjoyed his company. 

“Are you going with Gwen?” he asked, biting into an apple. “No, Danny Rand.” 

Peter stopped in the middle of his bite. Danny Rand?! As in the guy everyone in school thought was really hot? Hell, his nickname is Dreamy Danny!

“I thought the same thing when he asked,” you admitted. “It’s all very weird. I actually thought he liked that girl, Colleen. But whatever, right? Peter, you said you’re going to the fundraiser tomorrow?”  

He opened his mouth to answer but noticed your phone light up. The number hadn’t yet been saved. 

“Oh. That’s Drea-Danny,” you say, unlocking the phone to read what he had sent. “Oh…” 

Peter leaned in towards you. “Wait, what’s wrong?” 

Your face had fallen, just a bit, and you wrinkled your nose with discomfort. “I’m getting stood up,” you announced, putting your phone face down. “And I already bought his ticket…do you want to come with me to return this?” you asked, waving the other one in your hand. 

It didn’t totally bother you; Dreamy Danny isn’t your boyfriend, anyways, and you hardly knew him, so why should it bother you? But on the other hand, you’d gotten a bit excited. Maybe the idea of having a date was why you’d been excited.

But now you’re going alone. It made you a little sad. 

“Uh, no,” Peter said, clearing his throat. “You don’t have to return it. I’ll go with you to the fundraiser,” he said, a small smile drawing the corner of his mouth up. 

You raised your eyebrows. “Don’t you already have plans?” 

He shook his head, leaning down on the table. Peter tapped his fingers on a textbook rhythmically. “No, I was going alone too. And besides, I didn’t buy my ticket yet. I’ll just pay you right now for it.” 

You held the extra ticket close to your chest. “I don’t want your money, though. I’d feel bad!” 

“Why?” Peter asked. “Wasn’t Danny Rand going to pay you back?” 

You slowly nodded your head. “Well, yes, but isn’t his family super well off? Not that you’re poor!” you quickly apologized. Peter only laughed at that. “Hey-think of it like this! I bought my own ticket, you just picked it up for me. Okay? Say ‘Okay, Peter,’” he coaxed as he switched the spare ticket in your hand for a five dollar bill. 

“Okay, Peter,” you nodded. 


4) You showed up as his superhero S/O 

Peter insisted that he should have picked you up for the fundraiser, but you told him no and he’d already been enough of a big help. Peter, you texted him, you don’t have to go out of your way to do that! I’ll meet you there, don’t worry! :)

So he waited, bouncing on the balls of his feet while playing on his phone. His costume was a Nightwing one, black and blue with his hair slicked out of his face. 

A taxi eventually rolled up and he watched curiously to see who would get out of the car. 

He almost screamed out loud when he saw your costume. 

You had decided to come to this thing as Starfire. 

STARFIRE. OF ALL PEOPLE. AND YOUR COSTUME…NO, he yelled at himself, I CAN’T LOOK AT HER THAT WAY. 

Since the event was a school function, you’d opted for a more modest take of the alien’s outfit, seeing as the comic version involved as little cloth as possible. But your hair was curled the way Starfire’s was and you looked absolutely gorgeous. 

You happily skipped over to Peter and admired his costume. “Hey! We match! You know, Nightwing and Starfire are da-”

“Yeah, I know,” Peter quickly interrupted before you could say it. Dating. 

After some chatting, you guys decided to head into the school. All Peter could think about was the fact neither of you planned this. 

What a coincidence. 


5) He saw you in an unexpected place

Summer had finally come for New York. The school year ended with Peter romantically confessing his feelings for you then giving you a hard, passionate kiss. 

Haha. Not. It’s what he would have liked to have happened, but instead you guys went back to his apartment and ate ice cream with his Aunt May. 

The intense July heat gave Peter much more of a reason to ask Mr. Stark to help him train and learn more at the facility. The air conditioning there was so cold and perfect. Not perfect for winter, anyways, but it would be just fine for this time of year. 

Tony escorted him around the place again for good measure. “Hey, so when can I meet the other Avengers?” Peter asked eagerly. “I mean, you know, officially meet them.” Peter wouldn’t call getting his ass kicked by Steven Rogers a ‘proper introduction.’ 

Tony hesitated. He wasn’t completely over the incidents with Steve-i.e the time when everyone on the Avengers split into side and tried to beat each other up-   but gave in. “I guess you can meet some of them now. Come on, kid, follow me.” 

Peter cheered to himself and followed after Tony. “You can meet a few of the softies first. You know, to ease your way into it. Let’s start with Banner.” 

Peter paled. “How is he a softie?! He-he could kill me,” Peter said quietly, as though if he said it louder he would actually die. 

“A lot of people could kill you, kiddo, but Banner won’t. You can also meet his kid. She’s about the same age as you and has some weird powers. Probably something to do with Bruce’s bio~hazardous sperm.” 

Peter wanted to point out that if Bruce did sleep with someone without a condom, his ‘bio~hazardous sperm’ would most likely kill the poor woman. 

There was a wide set of tinted glass doors, a few words of warning printed onto them. “This is our playground,” Tony explained. “The science lab. If the Big Guy is anywhere, he’s here. You wouldn’t have seen him yet, but his kid, you have. She was at the airport.” 

How could Peter forget? She pummeled him into small Spider-Boy pulp. And all because he said her mask was a bit unreasonable( his exact words were “I mean seriously, how do you breathe with that? And purple? Not a good color on you.”).

Tony pressed a few buttons and then pushed the door open. “After you,” he grinned to Peter. 

Peter stepped in, cautiously, and looked around. There wasn’t anything absolutely crazy like he’d expected. In one corner of the room there was a couch with a new looking book on the armrest and a knit blanket sprawled over the cushions. 

In another corner, a cabinet of glass beakers and other items; beside that, a door that led to a storage room-Peter thought to himself that it probably held chemicals. 

In the very center of a room was a wide table. Expensive looking computers and the same hologram screens Tony used were littered about it. Behind the table was a man with scruffy dark, graying hair. He has thin glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose, buried deep into his work.

Although that wasn’t what made Peter gasp in utter shock. 

There was a girl standing on the ceiling. 

Standing. On. The ceiling. Her hair didn’t fall out around her head, and her clothes weren’t slipping off of her that way it should have when someone is hanging upside down. She was humming to herself, occasionally doing flips and spins. She even landed perfectly back onto the surface! 

“Kiddo, Big Guy, why don’t you stop being weirdos and say hello to the guest,” Tony says. 

The girl didn’t bother to look at Tony and huffed. “Yeah, yeah,” she mumbled. Peter watched in awe at how she got down from the ceiling. She simply walked down the wall and to the floor. 

But Bruce had already moved over and blocked Peter’s view of the girl’s face. “Tony, who have you kidnapped now? He’s only a teenager.” 

“Maybe Tony should be kidnapping teenagers if you guys intend on locking me up here and raising me hidden away from society.” That voice-

And then she pushed past her dad. Her [e/c] eyes widened in complete surprise. “Peter?!” Bruce’s eyes narrowed at Peter, then. “You know [Y/n]?”

“Wait,” Tony interrupted. “You know Peter?” he asks you. “Well duh, I know Peter,” you say, though your eyes don’t stray off of your friend. “Why do you know him?” The question was directed at Peter now. He realized you had meant ‘Why do you know Mr. Stark?’

Tony proudly pat Peter’s shoulders. “Kiddo here is Spider-Man!” 

It was then that you realized not only have you once beat up your favorite hero-but also your crush.

K-I-S-S-I-N-G - Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: You have yet to experience your first kiss when you are cast as Peter Parker’s love interest in the upcoming Spiderman movie. It doesn’t help that your character is the one who initiates the kiss and that you like your costar, Tom.

Word Count: 2500

A/N: I absolutely love Tom and Harrison’s friendship. In order to fit my idea for this imagine, I had to make Harrison kind of a jerk. So my apologies to anyone who would get offended over that. Harrison seems like a good person-please do not allow this fictional one shot determine how you see him.

~~~

“Rise and shine!” Someone shouted, their muffled voice ringing throughout your hotel room. You turned under your covers, planting your face into your warm pillow with a groan-not ready to start the day.

“Wake up, Y/N.” Another person insisted, knocking lightly on the door.

“Don’t make me come in there. Get up, you lazy butt.” The first voice threatened and the knocking got louder. You threw your warm covers off you and shouted back.

“I’m coming, Haz! No need to break down my door!” You replied. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.

“Hurry up.” Harrison stated.

“Take your time.” Tom said.

“No, hurry up. We’re going to be late.”

“We won’t be late.” The boys began to argue outside of your hotel door as you changed into decent clothes. You brushed your teeth quickly before combing out your hair.

“Are you ready yet?” Harrison asked impatiently. You opened your door with a tired smile. He sighed, “Finally!”

“We still have half an hour.” You stated, closing your door and beginning the walk down the hallway to the elevator.

“Y/N, I got you your coffee. Just the way you like it.” Tom said, handing you the hot cup. You smiled gratefully as you took it. He was always doing small things for you, such as getting you coffee almost daily as if he was your personal assistant.

“You’re a life saver. Thank you.” You replied, taking a sip of it. You kissed his cheek, missing how his cheeks flared as you did so. The elevator doors opened and the three of you stepped inside.

“Where are the others?” You asked.

“They’ve all got the day off. I wouldn’t be surprised if they all are sleeping in.” Tom explained.

“I wish I could be that lucky. So are we shooting mainly our scenes today then?” Tom was the star of the movie, playing Peter Parker aka Spiderman. You were portraying the love interest of Peter, which meant the two of you had a lot of scenes together. You both got along great and that chemistry transitioned onto the screen. You would even dare to say you had a developing crush on the dorky British actor. And oh how Harrison loved to tease you about it. He was like the annoying older brother that teased you and you would fire right back at him.

“Can we stop for breakfast on the way to the studio?” Harrison asked, “I’m hungry.”

“Hi, hungry. Nice to meet you.” You teased and he rolled his eyes.

“I really hate you sometimes.” He replied.

“No, you love me.”

~~~

After getting breakfast for the three of you on the way there, you were sat in the makeup chair, having your artist begin applying makeup to your face. A smirking Harrison came towards you from where Tom was talking to the director.

“What’s got you all smug, Haz?” You asked.

“Oh, nothing. I just figured out what scene you’re shooting today.” He beamed in excitement. You closed your eyes as your makeup artist began to do your eyeshadow.

“What scene would that be? Your cameo?”

“Nope.” Harrison replied, “Peter and Y/C/N’s kiss.” If your makeup artist hadn’t been working on your eyes, you were sure your eyes would’ve fallen out of your head. It’s not that you didn’t like the idea of kissing Tom, but it was that you had never kissed anyone before. A first kiss was something that little girls dreamed of and it had never happened to you. Now, you were being robbed of that experience because of your choice to become an actress. You knew you would have to kiss him eventually for the role since it was imbedded into the script that your characters would share one. It was even harder to think about the kiss because your character instigates it and not Peter.

“Really? The kiss scene already?” You questioned.

“Yep.” You could hear the joy in Harrison’s voice. Your makeup artist finished with your eyes and called it good. You thanked her and then grabbed your script, looking over the scene.

“Have fun with it. Shooting starts in ten.” He laughed even more smug than when he came over in the first place. A whole day of taunting was scheduled for you-you could just tell. You read over the scene again and again until the director called you into place.

“Don’t be nervous.” Tom tried to calm you down as your makeup artist applied one last touch of chapstick to your lips.

“That’s very helpful.” You replied sarcastically.

“It’s just like any other kiss, except you’re kissing me.” He stated and the confusion immediately spread across his face-wondering exactly what he just said and why. You two got into position on the set that was your character’s room.

“And action!” The director called.

“I need to go.” Tom said.

“Why? You just got here.” You asked, as Tom moved towards “your” bedroom “door”.

“I-I-I need milk.” He replied and you raised your eyebrows.

“Why are you lying to me?” You raised your voice a little.

“I’m not lying.” Tom stated in an unconvincing tone.

“Peter, we need to talk.” You said, standing from your desk.

“Maybe later, Y/C/N. I’m sorry-I’ve really got to go.” He put his hand on your door handle.

“Peter Parker, you listen to me right now.” You demanded and watched as his hand dropped. Your voice went into a whisper, “Are you Spiderman or is it a hobby of yours to get into fights and play with my feelings?”

“I-I-” Tom voiced. His voice and facial expressions clearly showing the internal conflict bubbling inside of Peter. “Yes.” He sighed, “But no one can know. Not Ned and especially not Aunt May.”

“How? How did this happen?” You asked, stepping closer to him.

“It’s a long story. Just stay inside tonight, promise?” He replied, meeting your eyes. You were supposed to pull him in for a kiss by taking him either by the shirt or the back of his neck, but, instead, you sighed and looked away.

“Cut!” The director yelled.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized, guilt and embarrassment eating you up. You felt guilty for ruining the otherwise great scene and you were embarrassed for letting your feelings get the better of you. It just didn’t feel right to you to initiate your first kiss with your cast mate in front of tons of cameras.

“Just take a breather. That was really good.” Tom stated. He was always the encouraging and supportive cast mate. If you struggled even in the slightest, he would be there to help you. You had spent several nights in each other’s hotel rooms, reading your lines and acting out scenes; but never once has this scene been brought up between you two.

“I’m good-I’m good. Let’s run this again.” You stated, trying to convince everyone, including yourself, that you could do it again. You and Tom went back to your original place to restart the scene.

“Action!” The director called and the cameras began to roll once more. The lines flowed from both of your mouths easily and then the important part came.

“Just stay inside, promise?” Tom asked. You inhaled a sharp breath before grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down to you. The moment your lips locked, your mind became clouded with thoughts. Was this what kissing felt like? Were you doing it right? What was Tom going to think? Did he think you were good? Was it too much? Was it convincing? There was a loud laugh from off set, making the director call cut.

“Harrison!” Tom shouted, breaking away from you. You closed your eyes and dropped your hands to your sides to process what had just happened. You had just experienced your first kiss-now you could never go back.

“If you can’t keep your mouth shut Osterfield, you’re going outside.” The director said. Harrison nodded, trying to stifle his laughter.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny.” Tom added. Harrison was ordered to leave because his laughter was not stopping.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized to Tom.

“Don’t be. You did fine.” He replied with a small smile.

“I haven’t initiated a kiss in a while.” You mumbled, embarrassed.

“You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about. It wasn’t bad. I just didn’t kiss back because it’s not scripted for Peter.”

“Let’s roll this again!” The director shouted.

By the tenth take of the scene, you and Tom had to focus on not laughing. It began to stop being uncomfortable and awkward, but it was still an unusual thing for you. You pulled him in for the kiss as scripted and he started to laugh against your lips, making you burst out in giggles as well.

“Two people kissing isn’t that funny, Tom. Get a grip.” You teased while laughing all the same.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He repeated as he tried controlling his laughter.

The last time you and Tom had to do the scene was by far the strangest one for you. It was written that you would kiss him and then, after a moment, he would begin to kiss you back-right as you pulled away. But all of that did not happen for the last take.

The moment his lips hit yours he began to kiss you back. It surprised you at first, but you continued with it. You pulled away from him.

“Go get ‘em, Peter.” You said quietly, finishing the scene.

~~~

“I am so going to beat you.” Harrison said cockily to Jacob as the two began to play a video game in Tom’s trailer.

“Tom’s going to be so pissed at us for drinking all of his Dr. Pepper.” Laura laughed, sitting down beside Zendaya on the couch.

“Hey, you drank the last one.” Zendaya stated.

“I called dibs before we got here, so technically it was Jacob.” She replied.

“No blaming me for anything.” Jacob said, his eyes glued to the large TV screen. The girls watched as the boys played their game, waiting for the last of their cast mates to arrive. It was a common thing for the cast that had finished their filming to wait in someone’s trailer before going back to the hotel or grabbing a bite to eat. This time, they had all snuck into Tom’s trailer and (im)patiently waited for you and him to arrive.

“It’s always your fault.” Harrison responded. Their ears perked up as they heard the trailer door open.

“It was fine-I promise.” Tom said, walking into the room with you following him. He sighed as he saw the four others sprawled in his living room area.

“Really? You lot couldn’t just go to your own trailers?” Tom asked, kicking off his shoes.

“You have the biggest TV.” Harrison and Jacob replied simultaneously.

“Your couch is comfy.” Zendaya shrugged.

“My trailer is the smallest.” Laura stated. Tom rolled his eyes, “Can we go to dinner now?”

“No! I have to beat him first.” Harrison exclaimed. Laura got up from his spot on the couch and stood in front of the TV, blocking their view. You rolled your eyes at the boys who tried to see around her. You picked up the remote and turned the TV off, much to Jacob and Harrison’s dismay.

“You’re no fun.” Harrison pouted.

“I’ve been filming all day. I am more tired than you can imagine. All I want to do is eat and sleep.” You stated, standing by Tom in the doorway.

“Are your lips tired too?” Harrison teased making a kissy face at you. You took one of Tom’s throw pillows and chucked it at him.

“Aw, man. Was that today? We missed the kiss scene?” Zendaya whined.

“You didn’t miss anything.” You said.

“It was so funny. They were terribly awkward about the whole thing.” Harrison stated with a laugh, “Was there any tongue?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at Tom, “Kissing burns 6 calories a minute. How many did you two burn today? How chapped are your lips?” He continued as the others began to laugh and Tom rolled his eyes, “What’s the flavor of Y/N’s lipgloss? Strawberry or vanilla?”

“Do it again.” Jacob encouraged.

“Yeah, do it for our friends.” Harrison taunted.

“Harrison-” Laura started, being the one who saw the upset look flash across your face.

“Can we drop this?” Tom asked, feeling slightly annoyed at his best friend.

“You guys go to dinner. I’ll just eat on my own tonight.” You said, turning and leaving the trailer with all eyes on you. Tom’s trailer was silent as everyone’s attention shifted to Harrison, who was now looking extremely worried and guilty. It wasn’t unusual for him to make slightly taunting jokes; normally you would give him sassy remarks. Laura and Tom made eye contact and she sent him a silent look that told him to go after you. Wordlessly, Tom left his friends and went to your trailer that wasn’t too far from his.

He knocked on your door quietly. He listened as footsteps drew closer to the other side of the door.

“Harrison?” You asked with a unsteady voice.

“The other one.” Tom replied. His heartbeat quickened as the door slowly opened. He felt a pain form inside him as he registered the red color of your eyes-you had been crying and it had been partially his fault.

“Can I come in?” He asked and you nodded, allowing him to enter. He shut the door behind him as you went back to your small kitchen. Tom followed you in there.

“Cereal for dinner?” He questioned, acknowledging the empty bowl, spoon, milk and cereal box on your counter.

“It’s all I’ve got.” You shrugged.

“May I join you?” Tom asked and you nodded, getting another bowl for him and a spoon. You two sat down at the table and began to eat the cereal in silence.

“I’m sorry for what Harrison was saying.” Tom spoke up, breaking the quiet air.

“It’s not your fault.” You replied, “I’m just sensitive about it.”

“Why would you be sensitive about kissing?” It was an innocent question-he meant no harm. You paused for a moment before answering.

“Because I’ve never been kissed. I’ve never been in a serious relationship and I’ve never kissed anyone. Today was difficult because I had to initiate it and I had no clue what I was doing.” You said in a hushed tone. Tom’s spoon clattered as it fell into his bowl.

“You-you’ve never been kissed-like ever?” He asked in confusion.

“That’s the meaning of never, is it not?” You replied dryly. “I already feel foolish as it is. I don’t need you, Harrison, or anyone else mocking me for it.”

“No-no-I’d never.” Tom stated, “I was just confused because earlier today when we were-ya know-kissing, it didn’t seem like you were that inexperienced.”

“So you’re saying I didn’t completely suck? Thanks.” You commented back sarcastically.

“That’s not what I meant. I mean, you still need practice, but it’s only because you’ve never done it before. You are a good kisser-I wouldn’t mind doing it again. It probably would have been better if I kissed back as well.”

“What did you just say? You wouldn’t mind kissing me?” You asked.

“Of course not.” Tom paused, “The truth is: I really like you. I was excited then and I’m excited now to have you play Peter’s love interest.”

“You know, I wouldn’t mind kissing you again either.” You replied with a shy smile on your face. Tom placed one of hands on the side of your cheek and drew you into him, planting his lips on yours.

You have probably kissed him at least twenty times today, but it’s different than those kisses. There is a spark in it and it’s filled with emotion and passion. It’s not acting, it’s real. You pulled away breathless, feeling your lips buzz.

“Now that was a kiss.” You said.

“And I plan on doing it a lot more.” Tom mumbled against your lips, locking them with his in another kiss.