» “I heard you singing Taylor Swift in the shower this morning, are you okay?”
Characters : Peter Parker x reader
Word count : ~1900
A/N : This isn’t that much long but it’s the longer imagine I’ve done yet lmao. I hope you like it, don’t hesitate to tell me what you thought of it under anon or even in private, I’d be happy to taaalk ! Don’t forget my requests are open, so… GO FOR IT BABES
please, May ! It’d be the best present ever ! I’m a big guy now.”
had been begging May for 2 weeks now, and the aunt was still
reflecting either or not it was a good idea. For his 16th
birthday, his nephew wanted his girlfriend to sleep with him, but May
thought he was too young for that, she didn’t want to be a
grand-mother right now, she was even quite young when she had to
become Peter’s mother. All was going too fast, and she wished Ben was
still there to say no. Ben would have said no. They both knew it,
that’s why Pete would have asked May if his uncle was still alive.
But she had to say no by herself now, take all the responsabilites.
harrassing me, I can take you to some restaurants or cinema, but
you’re too young to sleep with a girl.”
crossed his arms on his chest and sighed. He hated when May treated
him like a child, and she recurrently did. “C'mon, many boys sleep
with their girlfriends at my age. I won’t do sh- stupid things. May,
you know the feeling. You know what it’s like, wanting to wake up to
the love of your life.”
was May’s turn to sigh. Obviously, she knew, it was a feeling she was
used to, a feeling she would never get rid of. Someone was missing in
her bed just like someone was missing in Peter’s. If one human on
Earth knew that you needed to enjoy someone’s presence before it was
too late, it was her.
open, and if I hear something weird you a dead man, Peter Benjamin
instantly jumped, doing some dance of joy. His heart was beating
faster as he ever did. This was it, it was happiness, true happiness.
This news had him reaching the nirvana, this estate of maximal
pleasure, the plenitude. He kissed his aunt’s cheek, thanking her a
good million times. You soon was informed and you both fangirled.
Your first night together. This was a brand new step, but everything
with Peter seemed natural anyways. You could do everything.
taking your present ! And a toothbrush of course, I can’t wait to
sleep in your arms oh my god. I’m taking movies, can I borrow you a
new shirt to sleep ? What should I take beside all of this.” Peter
could tell over the phone how happy and stressed you were, you barely
allowed yourself to breathe while talking. “Happy birthday, love.”
smiled, the sound of your voice was a music to him, a melody he could
never get bored of. “Come here quick to tell me in person.”
!” May called him back to have a quick chat with him. There was no
way he could sleep with you before she’d have gave him the talk. He
soon hung up, excited as never.
smiled as soon as he woke up, you were still in his arms, your head
on his chest, sleeping like an angel. His heart started beating fast
again. He had thought right, this was the best morning of his life,
this was the way he wanted to wake up everyday, with his love right
next to him, stuck to his body like the world out there was spinning
and the only thing letting her be safe was his touch. He was his
remedy to any problem. Both your bodies were hot, the night had been
kissed your forehead, pulling you closer to him which woke you up.
There was no way you’d feel happier any day, you put your head on his
neck and kissed his perfect jawline. “Hello pretty boy.” You
whispered in a rough matinal voice before kissing his jawline again.
“I’ve never slept that good in my entire life before.”
neither.” He whispered at his turn, and his rugged voice had you
shook. You’ve never heard him talking with such a deep tone and it
was exciting to discover new things about your dedicated one.
passed by without doing nothing, just hugging and kissing. You wanted
to spend the entire day there, in this bed, wrapped around Peter’s
warm arms. But May would have never let you, plus it seemed like the
super-hero had a project for the day.
was super late when you got up, 2pm actually. Peter tried to make you
a breakfast as a lunch, but his pancakes were terrible and he had
burnt the bacon. His secret talent was surely not cooking. You ended
eating ice cream before he went take a shower. You came back in his
room, watching the wall where he put some pictures. One particularly
kept your attention. This picture was one Peter had taken of you two
during your first date. It was all awkward and sweet, and you were
glad he had taken pictures of it.
it weird if I take photos ? I know it’s the first time we… we…
This is a date, right ?” Peter had is cheeks all red from asking
this, and you found it super cute. You liked him since you started
talking, he was the kindest boy you’ve ever met, way different than
all of the others. The day you met was the day your ex dumped you
because you didn’t want to have sex with him, but what the fuck you
was having sex at 15 anyways ? So not you. Peter found you crying in
the school’s hallways and tried to cheer you up, then he asked you
everyday how you were feeling, and soon you became friends. But there
always were that extra something, this little sprinkle in your eyes
telling you he was a man who would change your life. And he really
did change you, he made you a better person, he built you.
first date had been really different than what you already had
experienced with other boys. You knew you loved him, you knew he
wasn’t some jerk trying to use you. “Of course this is a date.”
You held his hand with a big smile on your face. “And take photos,
I want to have souvenirs of this evening !”
wasn’t some fancy going out in a restaurant or cinema, it was just a
chill walk, all was about talking and being happy to be together, it
was all fluff and natural, it was just all love. Peter took as many
photos of you as he could, not afraid anymore to look like some kind
of a creep. “I love taking photos, and you’re so beautiful, you…
The camera loves you.”
little smirk took place on your face as you turned to him. “Only
the camera, not you ?” He instantly blushed, panicking. Was it a
bad thing, were you making fun of him ? His hands started shaking and
he shook his head, his mouth wide open just as his eyes. “You don’t
need to respond.” You laughed. “I was kidding, this is too soon
for all of this.” But deep inside, Peter knew he loved you.
“I shake it oooooff, I shake it oooooff !”
Peter’s singing got you out of your memories and you gigled listening
to this song. He might be… Really excited for today. “Haters
gonna haaate, haaate, haaate !” Well, this was for sure the best
shower he had taken in while.
He came back right after his song, his hair
damp and curlier than you’d ever seen before. He was so handsome, you
were so screwed.
“Look, this is the camera I told you about !
The one May offered me yesterday ! She did such a great job, I missed
photography.” He said as he was taking his new camera out of his
backpack. You soon took his treasure in your hands with a look of
admiration. It was a vintage Leica, and you wished you knew more
about photography to understand how awesome it was for Peter to have
it. “It has a lil defect on its lens but you know how I love things
when they have something unique.” You nodded, and gave the camera
back to him. “Okay, now that I can take pictures again, go against
this tree and be my model.”
Your nose creased. Be his model ? What ? “No,
no Pete there’s nooooo way. I’m not.. I’m so ugly today, I hadn’t
brought my makeup to your place, my skin is awfully oily.” You soon
pouted, Peter’s eyes wide open.
“You kidding, right ?!” He literally seemed
attacked. “You the most beautiful girl I’ll ever get to see, Y/N !
I just want memories, you’re a real muse for me. Please, as a
birthday gift, love !”
“I love you, thank you, but it’s still a no.”
Peter rolled his eyes, he for sure needed you
to be okay with his idea of taking pictures of you, because it made a
long time since the last time he did. “I’ll buy you japanese food.”
And suddenly you chaned your mind, you looked
excited and even jumped a little when you heard ‘japanese food’. “Ok,
well, Why are we still here ?! C'mon Parker, let’s take photos !”
He laughed, fuck he knew you so well, he was sure japanese food was a
good compromise. It always had been. Photoshoot session started right
away. “You know, I heard you
singing Taylor Swift in the shower this morning, are you okay?”
Peter rolled his eyes, happy Taylor Swift’s
songs was his guilty pleasure and no one was supposed to know. He
blushed a little. “Don’t be a jerk honey, be beautiful and pose for
me, that’s all I’m asking !”
“This is some kind of song you should be
singing to Flash.” You giggled. And Peter blushed even more. He
always had that thought that Flash was better than him, he was
popular even if he was an asshole. You saw Peter getting lost in his
thoughts and grimaced. “Babe, focuse on me !” His eyes
immediately met yours and he couldn’t help but laugh. You were ugly,
but in a beautiful way, weird. I guess it was just love. He took a
picture, and you frowned. “I don’t want this on facebook or I’ll
kill you !”
“Love, you know I don’t have a facebook.”
He creased his eyes. You harrassed him to do one, but he never
understood the utility. He had no friends. “I’ll download them in
my phone, so I can show people how pretty my girlfriend is !”
“I’m not, Peter !” You shouted, leaving the
tree to get back to him.
“You’re not my girlfriend ?!”
“I’m not pretty you idiot !” You hit his
“People don’t believe me when I say I have a
girlfriend.” He shrugged while a sad smile took place on his face.
pouted, a little embarrassed. Yeah, Peter wasn’t popular and all,
people thought he was a fucking loser, but they were missing it. “We
don’t need people, Peter Parker.”
Can I ask for a scenario where Revali walks in on s/o singing a young Skali to sleep? ❤️
[A/n: *inserts man on the beach overwhelmed here* you guys are requesting thing that make my heart burst. I love it, song is from here]
Revali catches you singing Skali to sleep
Revali was beat up and tired from a long day of training and as he flew to his village all he could think of was chowing down and going to sleep. His tongue clicked feeling displeased at how late it was, he did not anticipate being home at this hour, and he wondered how you and Skali were fairing. A soft smile rose on his beak at the thought of his little girl and you patiently awaiting his arrival, but he knew that at this time Skali would be long asleep and perhaps you too.
As the village came into view, Revali soared gracefully until he flapped to a landing in front of his home. He could see light flickering behind the flaps and quietly stepped in. The fire pit was burning low and one flap had been tied to the side bringing in the moonlight. He smiled seeing your form on the banister holding baby Skali in your arms. He heard a low humming before soft words filled the air like a music box.
“Midnight moonlight shining through the curtain lace… Paints a perfect picture on your perfect face… One sweet angel sleeping in my arms…. You are the promise I knew Hylia would keep… You are the gift that makes my world complete…”
He smiled and covered his beak from this tender moment. You looked upon Skali as if she was the only thing in the world and gently stroked her sleeping face. Revali took a step causing the floor board to creak slightly, and you look up at the sound. He was greeted with a warm smile and you placed your finger against your lips playfully. He made his way over and stroked your jawline.
“Hello.” He whispered, smiling and feeling the previous fatigue melt away.
“Hello there, yourself. You came home late.” You teased in a hushed voice and couldn’t suppress the smile as Revali nudged your face with his beak.
“It went a bit longer than I had hope for. My apologies you had to put her to sleep yourself. How was she?”
“She’s a bit cranky because her feathers are coming in, but other then that always perfect.” You smiled proudly and Revali returned it.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from the two best things in my life.”
You rolled your eyes, “Don’t get all cheesy on me.”
“Says you, singing a lullaby under the moonlight.” He jested.