spidey (oc)


PLEASE CLICK ON THE IMAGES im dumb and still dont know how photoset dimensions work here godddghfj

OK anyway i guess this is a disjointed spiderman homecoming au-ish thing purely because i loved how zendayas character was reading that book and i thought it would be hilarious to see keith reading it too considering how much he loves bonding

also i just love the idea of spiderman lance

New Rules

Title: New Rules

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Can you do something with tom or Peter based on the song new rules by dua lipa? It would be great if you could 😘💖

Word count: 2,582

A/N: I literally listened to this song nonstop while making this and i didnt edit any of it so its all raw writing but i really liked how it turned out. enjoy!

Warnings: Swearing, angst, very hostile actions, alcohol 

Tagged (permanent): @tomllholland , @manyfandomstohandle , @superheros-and-books , @jor-da-na , @ferls212 

You and Peter have been friends since diapers, you were there for him when his parents died and he moved across the hall from you, he was there for you when your mom died from cancer.

You both made a pack that you would always have each other no matter what, but right now in this moment it felt like peter had abandoned you.

You were at Liz’s party, the music loud and Peter trying his best to get Liz’s attention while you were being harassed by drunk teenage boys.

“Come on it won’t hurt I just wanna touch em.” That’s it you thought that’s he line, “Peter please let’s go.” You yelled your plea over the loud music Flash was DJing.

“Y/N come on I’ve only gotten to talk to Liz once.” Peter spoke without making even a glance your way. You finally got the strength and pushed your way out of the small amount of guys trying to not just harass you but sexually harass you and if Peter isn’t going to help then I just have to help myself, as soon as you were out of the small circle you felt a hand slap your butt and with instinct you turned around as slapped the guy who touched you.

The sound of the slap echoing around with the music which finally grabbed the attention of your so called best friend, Peter. His eyes widened at the scene before him. A hand print on some guys face and tears threatening to spill out of your eyes.

You connected your eyes with his for a split second before turning on your heels to go and find Ned to walk home with.

You had hoped that maybe Peter would run after you, stop you and talk to you about what happened but when you turned around to see if he would follow you saw him get stopped by Liz and not make any other effort to try and get to you.

You huffed and turn back around to continue your search for Ned, you were leaving with or without Peter.

You finally found Ned in the kitchen awkwardly staring at the bowl of chips set out next to the wine coolers, “Hey Ned you okay?” Ned jumps slightly making you let out a small laugh.

“Hey yeah sorry, what’s up? Where’s Peter?” Ned asked his scanning for Peter around you “he’s off with uhh well you should know..” you shrugged “but I really wanna leave and Peter won’t listen to me so do you you could walk me home?” Your pleading eyes catching Ned’s.

“Alright, let’s go.” Ned sighed taking the lead toward the front door of Liz’s house.

You brush past Liz and Peter trying to make yourself unnoticeable, which shouldn’t be hard to do since Peter only ever has eyes for Liz, But a hand catches your arm before your out of the living room.

“Hey Y/N, where are you going?” You rake your eyes up the hand and arm that caught you only to be greeted by the brown orbs you were trying to avoid.

“I’m leaving and Ned is taking me home.” You huff pulling your arm from Peters hand and catch a glimpse of hurt in his eyes before turning and continuing your trek out of the large house.

“There you are.” Ned released a breath as you stepped onto the front porch.

“Yeah sorry, Peter stopped me…” You let out a shaky breath before continuing “Shall we go?” You smile over at Ned. “Sure.” He smiles back stepping off the porch with you right behind him. You slip you hands into the small pockets on your jeans. “Hey Ned, could we just go to yours?” Ned laughs lightly, nodding his head fro your answer.

“Thanks.” you sigh, seeing your breath come out into the air in a small puff cloud.

Ned and you have been walking for about 10 minuets which meant that you were almost to Ned’s place. You only asked to go to his because you knew you would have to call your dad to come pick you up from a party which you weren’t even suppose to be at in the beginning but peter had talked you into it. Now that you were thinking about it Peter did that a lot, convinced you to go out and ‘hangout’ as he put it but you saw through the lie, whenever you two would hang out it would be somewhere with Liz.

You felt your chest start to throb and hurt thinking about how much Peter liked Liz and not you, she hardly ever gives him a sideways glance when I’m always going out of my way just for him, why can’t he see that. You puff seeing your breath come out again. It’s getting colder and you didn’t have a coat.

“Hey Ned do you have a jacket at your house i could wear?” you speak up, “Uh yeah, we’ll be there in like ten minuets.” Ned replied looking over his shoulder slightly at you.

You saw figure appear out of an ally next to the pathway to Ned’s place. A nervous feeling surged through your body telling you not to move further but you didn’t listen, instead you followed Ned across the street, he must’ve gotten the same feeling.

As soon as the two of you passed by the figure and the ally the feeling subsided and the feeling relief replaced it. But that didn’t last long when you felt a hand grab your midsection and another hand slap over your mouth. You tried to scream but it was only muffed by the large hand covering your face. Ned snapped his body back to see what had happened and his eyes widened at the scene.

“Give me all your money kid and she doesn’t get hurt.” The figure spat at Ned which sparked him to search through all his pockets, scavenging what looked to be just a dollar, “Come on kid, you gotta have more than that, what about your wallet.” The man spat again at Ned, his grip tightening around your waist. You felt tears roll down your face and your life flashing before your eyes. What-what if Ned doesn’t have what he wants and he kidnaps me, or .. kills me. Your mind flips to the worst situation that could happened causing more tears to fall and screams to come out of your muffled mouth. “Shut it.” the man hissed in your ear making you crawl in your skin.

“Come on kid hurry u-” the grip around your waist vanishes along with the hand around your face, “Didn’t anyone tell you, stealing lunch money is sooo last season.” You whip your head around to see who saved you and your friend.

You freeze seeing the familiar red and blue suit of the local hero, spider-man. He shoots a web at the guy trapping both his hands on the pavement and one more at the guys mouth silencing his words. “Thank you Mr. Spider-man!” Ned practically shouted with a smile bigger than the sun on his face. How could Ned smile after a situation like that? “It-” the hero coughed, “it’s nothing, are you two alright?” his voice lowered slightly as his head switched looking from Ned to you.

You couldn’t do anything, you’re still frozen, no words able to come out so all you did was nod as the last of your tears fell from you face. “Hey, hey your okay now.” Spider-man began walking toward you with his arms open ready to hug you, and you accepted the hug needing some kind of comfort at the moment and the guy you really wanted here to be with you wasn’t so a superhero was a pretty good substitute.

You were the first to pull away from he hug and wipe your tears off your face with the back of your hand, “would you like me to walk you guys home?” the hero spoke taking a small step back from you.

“I’m good spider-man but Y/N here lives a bit away, do you think you could walk her?” Ned asked from the side of you. Your head snapped over to Ned direction than back to looking at the masked hero in front of you, “You really don’t have to, I can just call my-” you were interrupted by spider-man “Oh not its no big deal, plus you need to stay safe and no where is safer than with a hero.” he said proudly putting his hands on his hips. you felt a small smile creep onto your face and agreed to let him walk you home.

“Good night Ned, please be safe.” You waved to your friend who contained walking to his house. “So where do you live?” your eyes glanced up at the heres mask, specifically where his eyes should be, “uhh right off of park avenue.” You practically whispered tearing your eyes away from his mask and began walking home with spider-man.

As soon as you reached your apartment building you thanked your masked hero and took the stairs to the floor your apartment was on.

You fished your keys out of your pocket and opened the door. “There you are!” your dada practically ran you over as you came in the door, “Where were you young lady.” you smiled, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes because you loved your dad so much and what happened just a little while ago made you realize just how much you needed to show him how much you loved him, “I was with Peter and Ned, we went to grab some food and then a movie.” you spoke walking to your room, yes you loved your dad and you had a life changing experience but you can’t let him know what happened, he would be furious and worry about you non-stop. You didnt want to add to his already full plate.

As soon as you were in your room you changed into your pajamas and slid into your bed, under the covers and tried your best to get to sleep.

“Hey!” the familiar face of Peter’s comes into your view “Hey.” You sigh shutting your locker and make your way to your first class of the day.

“Whoa whoa wait Y/N!” Peter shouted grabbing your arm so you would stop, “What’s wrong?” you could hear the confused sadness in his voice, you didn’t dare turn around because you would fall back into his trap of doing what he wants and him forgetting you even exist because Liz is in the same room. “Nothing, Peter I’ll talk to you later.” You pull your arm away from his grip and continue to your class.

Lunch finally rolls around and you can’t be more happy to just go to the library to relax from the world and eat your food in private while shoving your nose in a book. But as soon as you reach the clear see through doors of the library you see Peter sitting at the table you normally find yourself at.

You catch his eyes and instantly regret ever coming to the library in the first place because he gets up out of his chair and starts toward your direction. You can feel the panic rise in your stomach and instead of being the mature person and talking to Peter, you turn on your heel ad head in the direction back to the lunch room.

“Y/N!” you hear Peter yell as the library doors slam close. your feet begin to pick up speed as you see the lunch room entrance and frantically look for Michelle, you spot her at the corner of the lunch room with a book in one hand and an apple in the other. You head to her table, set your stuff down and practically slam your head on the table.

“Tell me when he’s gone, ok?” you speak just loud enough for Michelle to hear.

“He’s headed over here.” Michelle spoke in her monotone voice while she put her book down on the table, “Whats going on?” you lifted your head from the table to be greeted by Peters worried looking face. “You said you’d talk to me later and its later so what is going on?” you slowly turned your head to look at Michelle for some help but only saw her pack up her things and grab her lunch tray before leaving, “Thanks MJ!” you sarcastically shouted as she walked away with a small wave.

a sigh escaped Peters mouth causing you to put your focus back on the distressed boy, you couldn’t help the guilt that rose in your throat because of how bad you were treating Peter.

“Listen Peter-” you didnt get to finish as peter interrupted you “Is this about last night? I’m sorry i wanted to talk to Liz, it was my chance and i decided to take it.” Peter grabbed your hand, squeezing git slightly “You understand right?” you were disgusted by the smile that graced his face. “No Peter it’s not only about last night but overtime we fucking 'hangout’ we always seem to go where ever Liz and then you forgot that I’m even there god dammit.” you couldn’t help your voice raising a little bit, you were mad, mad that the guy liked was sitting across from you treating you like he didnt even see it. “wha- no i wasn’t-” this time you cut him off, pulling your hand away from his.

“No Peter, I’m not done..” you sucked in a deep breath before continuing “did you know last night was getting harassed by a group of guys? I called you and asked for help but all you could think about was Liz and-and when i finally got the courage to stand up for them and leave asking you to leave with me you didnt, you-you-you got distracted by Liz, fucking Liz so i went to find Ned..” you let out a shaky breath, trying to control your emotions and actions.

“And when Ned and I were walking back to his house we got jumped Peter, we got jumped Peter Parker!” you practically were shouting by now with tears threatening to spill from your eyes “And all i could think in that moment was that I was going to be kidnaped or killed and you weren’t with me…you-you weren’t with me, you were with Liz.”

you tear your eyes away from Peters, everything getting too intense for you. “Ned and I got saved from Spider-man, Peter.” By this point tears were falling from your eyes as you furiously wipe them away. “So Last night i decided..” you pause taking in another breath before continuing “I decided that I can’t do this anymore. I’m in too deep and i don’t , no I can’t bare being hurt by you anymore Peter, so goodbye.”

you stand from the lunch table leaving your tray of food and the broken heart of Peter Parker behind. You look back one last time as you leave the lunch room, seeing Peter already staring at you with tears spilling down his face.

“This is better for both of us, I promise.” You whisper more to yourself than anyone else. You were done with being hurt.

You’re playing by your rules now and rule 1 is Peter Parker is out of your life because if you let him back in you’ll be stuck in an endless loop of pain.

I like you

Originally posted by spderman

pairings: peter parker x reader.

warnings: none, just a major fluff.

a/n: this is my very first time writing about peter, so you’ll have to excuse me for any mistakes I made on his portrayal. either way, I hope you enjoy it!

word count:664

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Neighbors (Peter Parker x Reader) 1/2

Thank you @tomllholland for helping me with prompts and inspiring this great mess! Also I apologize for the writing I’m not used to writing imagines so please excuse mistakes and such.

Summary: You and Peter Parker are Neighbors but he’s been a bit stranger than usual lately and things only get stranger after you have a run in with New York’s favorite superhero: Spiderman. And Peter again is acting weird.

I promise it gets better- part two will be a must!

You’re headed out to a movie with friends, you turned to lock your apartment door on your way out when you noticed a familiar face at the door next to you.

“Hey Peter, you just getting home for the night?” You asked your neighbor, Peter Parker. The boy looked at you startled.

“Um yeah, late night, probably just going to go to bed,” Peter laughed nervously. You quirked an eyebrow up at him.

“It’s like 8:30,” You chuckled as Peter floundered.

“Yeah well you know, been busy, the uh Stark internship and everything,” Peter mumbled.

“Well tell Iron Man to give you a break once in a while,” You snickered, “I’ll see you around Peter.” You waved to him as you headed down the hall.

Peter Parker had been your neighbor since he first showed up on May and Ben’s doorsteps. The two of you had never particularly been friends but you always said hello to one another and made small talk. Before Peter’s internship you had occasionally walked home together. Since the internship, however, Peter often kept odd hours and never seemed to walk him from school anymore. You had noticed that even in the middle of winter Peter kept his bedroom window open most nights, not that you had been watching his window was just conveniently next to yours.You weren’t as observant as Michelle when it came to Peter’s habits but in the past year you had definitely noticed that Peter acted different and was conveniently no where to be found most days. Gone were the nights when you used to throw things through Peter’s window to signal you had a question for him on the chemistry homework. And gone were the nights you shouted at him and Ned to keep their Star Wars marathons down. Most nights the only sound you heard coming from his room was a loud bang around two or three in the morning as if he’d fallen out of bed. You didn’t think much of Peter’s day to day activities but you missed the convenience of a study partner and just the day to day conversation you used to have with your neighbor. But you knew you couldn’t really say much to him after all you had never been more than his neighbor- you hardly qualified as a concerned friend. And what could you say that Michelle probably hadn’t already said to him? You shook your head as you continued on your way to meet your friends. Peter Parker had no business being on your mind right then, he was probably already dead asleep in his room and you had a movie to see!

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Insecurities || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N: Super sorry about the long wait but it’s just that I’ve been super busy for the past few days. Really tried to write and upload but I was just too tired. Expect regular updates. Anyways, enjoy!! Ooh and feedbacks are always appreciated :)

Prompt No.25: “Can you cuddle with me please?”

Prompt no.27: “I don’t deserve you.”

Prompt no.30: “Hey look at me. Look at me. This idiot loves you.”

Request: “25, 27, 30 with Peter Parker please from the latest prompt list you posted.” & “30 with Peter Parker???”

Peter watched you intently as your head was bent over his shoulders. He looked at you as your eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, your hands working steadily as you were stitching him up. In the beginning your hands would tremble in fear as Peter showed up all cut and bruised, expecting you to seal his wounds, but you had done this so many times now that it all came naturally to you.

Peter was sitting on a stool inside the bathroom, wearing sweatpants with his Spider-Man costume flung in the bathtub. You were standing too close to him and trying your best not to let Peter’s stare get you distracted. You finally finished stitching up his wound and wiped your forearm across your forehead to clear it of sweat. You dumped the sewing needle in the metal tray and leaned back to give him a comforting smile. “All done Pete.”

Peter returned you a feeble smile and shrugged on a hoodie, careful not to hurt his shoulder. He looked on as you took off the surgical gloves and washed your hands in the washbasin. He felt a weird sensation churn in the pit of his stomach as he watched you. Like insecurity or worthlessness. His throat clogged up and he immediately looked down at the floor, his bangs covering up his eyes. “I don’t deserve you.”

You turned off the water and turned back to face him. A smile was creeping on you lips as you thought he was joking but you stopped when you saw how serious he looked. Your forehead creased in worry. “What are you talking about?”

“I don’t deserve you,” he repeated as he clenched his fists still refusing to look at you. “You do so much for me [Y\N]. You stitch me up whenever I stumble in through the window. You don’t ask any questions. I’m such a terrible boyfriend. I have to cancel dates. And at times you don’t even get to see me for days. Days [Y\N]. I disappear without telling you. And I take stupid stupid risks and somehow-” his voice cracked “-you’re still here. You’re still with me.”
You walked over to him and leaned down on your knees next to him. You gripped your hands over his fists as he rasped out. “Why are you still here? Why? You should have stopped loving me, this one hell of a mess, a long time ago.”
You took his cheek in your hand and forced him to look at you in the eye. “Hey look at me. Look at me. This idiot loves you. This idiot loves this one hell of a mess. I don’t give two shits about your escapades as Spider-Man. I only need you to come back with your limbs attached to your torso. I love you Peter Parker and no amount of wounds or bruises can ever change that.”

You slowly smiled at him as you placed yourself lightly on his lap, guiding his arms around your waist. “And I’m sorry to tell you this buddy but you’re stuck with me.”

Peter looked at you and pressed his forehead to yours. He gazed in your eyes before gently pressing his lips against yours. He tightened his arms around your waist and conveyed his emotions that he could never put in words. He loved you. He appreciated you. He didn’t deserve you but here you were. You kissed him back with equal gentleness, understanding what he was trying to tell you, understanding that you made being Spider-Man so much more easy for him.

He pulled back his head but refused to let you even one inch away from him. He buried his face in your shoulder and started to place kisses on your neck. “Can you cuddle with me please?”

“Anything for you Peter,” you said to him as you stroked his hair, enjoying this stillness with Peter by your side.

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What it’s like Dating Peter Parker

A\N: THE GIFS ARE NOT MINE. Credit to whoever made them. And I had so much fun writing this one! Cute, nerdy Spidey (requests are open). 
Side Note: This is based on Tom Holland’s portrayal of Peter Parker.

-Peter having a huge crush on you for a long time before getting the courage to finally ask you out.

-When he does ask you out, he’s extremely nervous and throughout he’s stammering to get the words out.

-Peter being extremely shocked when you say yes to him and him not being able to say a word for the next 5 mins after you agreed to go out with him.

-The first date wouldn’t be him taking you out to dinner but rather him taking you to the planetarium to watch the stars, planets and other celestial objects.

-You both end up kissing for the first time under the starry sky.

-Peter being an incredibly affectionate boyfriend.

-A hell a lot of cuddling. That’s what both of you absolutely love doing.

-Whenever the two of you are together, he will subconsciously hook his pinkie with your pinkie.

-You figuring out Peter’s secret identity when he forgot to properly hide his suit.

-You being very supportive when you find out even though it does not mean that you do not worry.

-You stealing Peter’s shirts and hoodies without telling him which results in him frantically finding them since he has no idea where they went.

-“Oh my god Peter! Did a tornado pass through your room?”

-“I’m trying to find my shirt with the pizza on its fron- [Y\N]? Is that my shirt you’re wearing?”

-“Yeah! It is very comfortable.”

-“I don’t mind you taking my shirts but at least tell me!”

-“And lose the opportunity of seeing that look on your face? No way! Come on spider-ling, we don’t want to be late for that movie.”

-Although Peter looks all ‘innocent’, he is not. He knows exactly what he is doing and the innocence is just a façade.

-You grabbing his face and kissing his cheek whenever he nerds out.

-Covering for him at home and making lame excuses to Aunt May so that she doesn’t find out about his secret identity.

-“Peter should have been home by now. [Y\N] did he send you a text or call you to tell you where he is?”

-“Uh um there’s probably traffic May! He uh texted me that! Hehe.”

-“Traffic? But he uses the subway.”



-“Did I say ‘traffic’? No no! I meant maintenance, hehe.”

-“Oh okay then.”

-“*mumbles* Parker you are so dead when you get home.”


Sneaky Spidey

Peter Parker X OC

My life wasn’t terrible by any means but that didn’t mean I didn’t have any problems. All of my problems and issues piled up until I quite literally blew up. You see I had IED, Intermittent Explosive Disorder, combine that with my psycho-kinetic abilities, I made quite a mess. Currently I was punching all my anger into a punching bag. Every stupid little thing that piled up in the week was taken out on this bag. My anger right now was focused on the fact that I was never allowed on missions because Tony my guardian considered me a risk he didn’t want to take.
“Hey Thalia what’s … holy crap!” Peter’s voice made me jump hitting the punching bag harder than I had before sending it flying across the room before bursting apart.
“Peter … uh … I didn’t think anyone was here today. After all everyone is on the mission. Hell, even Bucky gets to go. Why can’t they see I’m completely okay now I have scars now that’s it.” I say rubbing my arms which were littered with scars from my time in Hydra.
“Hey come on Mr. Stark is probably just waiting until things are less dangerous than they are right now. I mean Bucky is specially trained … not that you aren’t trained it’s just that maybe Tony just wants you to be safe?” Peter questioned making me roll my eyes.
“I think he wants to keep himself safe from me.” I say as my hand began to glow red just like Wanda’s before it began to spark out of control I violently shook my hand making it disappear.
“You know that isn’t true. I mean he does let you have free reign even when he is here. That is pretty cool besides you did good when the Avengers were fighting. I mean you took down Vision without trying and you helped Rhodie with no problem using those powers.” Peter explained making me nod remembering that fight. Remembering how I was handcuffed and put in a cell. I shivered at the memory of being stuck in a cell in a floating ocean prison. I kept having panic attacks feeling like I was suffocating the metal restricting me from moving around.
“I know and after that I was even more terrified than I was at Hydra.” I say making Peter sigh before wrapping his arms around me. Wrapping my arms around his torso I bit my lip trying to hold back the tears I so desperately didn’t want to let out.
“Listen Mr. Stark loves you like a daughter and just wants you to be safe. I can’t see it any other way and neither should you.” Peter said as we leaned apart. His hands came up to wipe tears that had escaped. Smiling weakly I looked at his face and leaned up pressing a kiss against his cheek before slipping out of his hold. I was almost at the door when I felt something tug at my waist. Looking down I saw webbing making me groan but smile anyways.
“Peter I have to go shower. I’m sweaty and gross.” I say before I was spun around my lips meeting his. It was an amazingly perfect kiss and felt like it lasted forever. When we pulled away to breathe my hands were on his chest holding his shirt in my now clenched fists while his hands were on my cheek and on the back of my neck.
“Wow that was just …” He trailed off obviously trying to think of a word.
“Amazing, fantastic, or wait let me guess almost as cool as watching The Empire Strikes Back?” I tease watching him smile before looking around and leaning down and pecking me on the lips again before grinning again.
“How about tonight you come over to my place and we watch all of the Star Wars movies?” He asked making me smirk.
“Peter Benjamin Parker are you asking me on a date?” I tease making his eyes widen.
“H-how did you find out my middle name?” He practically squeaked out.
“I read your file … well watched it really I had no patience to sit down and read all of your academic achievements.” I say making his face go slightly red.
“Oh god you saw my original suit. Tony called it a onesie and I understand where he’s coming from because yes it does and oh god the goggles you saw the goggles.” He rambled making me giggle.
“I got bored and wanted to do something I knew that would make you squirm if you knew.” I smile making him close his eyes before he tossed his head backwards.
“You are an evil evil girlfriend.” He groaned moving his hands to my waist.
“Well well well what do we have here?” Tony’s voice said making us jump apart my powers sparked sending me up to the ceiling where I grabbed onto the rafters.
“Hey Tony what’s up …  other than me of course.” I say swinging myself up to balance on the exposed rafter.
“Well I just watched you two have a very adorable moment. Which of course I thought was just a first time thing until I heard that word come out of his mouth.” Tony said pointing at Peter who was clinging to a wall which made me giggle.
“Oh right um that … kind of slipped out Mr. Stark. I swear I wanted to do it the right way but everything kind of just happened.” He said getting off the wall and standing up straight.
“Well then how about she hits the showers, then we are going to sit down tonight with Aunt May and explain to you two the birds and the bees.” Tony said before walking out. I then lowered myself to the ground using my powers before being engulfed into a hug.
“He’s gonna kill me. He’s going to rip me up, chew me to pieces, spit me out, and then send me in a box to the deepest darkest part of the ocean.” Peter rambled making me start laughing.
“You are so scared of him yet let me guess you still are more in love with his inventions than your own girlfriend?” I ask making him let go of me and stare at the ceiling.
“Nope not answering that I refuse to have you tease and taunt me. Especially since I am going to sneak into your room tonight so that we can watch all the Star Wars movies together.” He said still staring up at the ceiling.
“How about we watch the movies and study at the same time because we have a science exam and history exam on Tuesday?” I ask making him look at me and roll his eyes.
“You just want to steal my chemistry notes from last year again.” He groaned making me giggle before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before walking away ignoring my heart fluttering as he grinned. Walking out of the training room I headed up to my room passing Steve and Bucky drinking coffee.
“Hey Stevie … Frosty.” I smirk making Bucky slam his head against the table.
“I swear that I’m going to come up with something to get you back for that!” He yelled making me chuckle before popping my head back in the doorway.
“Try me. FROSTY THE SNOWMAN IS MAD AT ME!!!” I scream as he chased after me. Once I hit the stairs I realized he wasn’t chasing me anymore. I rolled my eyes before jogging up the stairs to find Sharon, Hope, Nat, and Wanda all sitting on a couch watching The Notebook. Gagging I continued up to my room where I grabbed a towel and some clean clothes. Once I was all clean and shaved from my shower I tossed on my clean clothes before turning on my computer and checking my emails. They were all fan-mail for Tony. All of them went into the trash. I saw one which was from Peter that just said ‘look at these amazing pictures’. Rolling my eyes at my boyfriend’s amateur photography habit I opened all the attachments I smiled at the pictures of Aunt May crying over a bowl of ice cream probably while watching Titanic. I looked at all the amazing bird eye view shots he probably got as Spider-man. Then I came across three that made my face go red and my heart do crazy things. They were pictures of me while I was at his apartment spread out on the couch laying on his chest clearly asleep, at his apartment for Christmas wearing the brand-new Spider-man onesie with a hood he had bought for me at a superhero store, and then a final one of me at a Star Wars convention wearing a Princess Leia outfit. The white dress not the slave bikini. That day he had dressed up as Han Solo while Ned just wore a Star Wars t-shirt. Ned and I were checking out some of the merch and I guess Peter had taken a picture of us laughing over a Jabba The Hut toy. Grabbing my phone I called Peter.
“Hey Thalia what’s up?” He asked as I heard air whooshing past the phone.
“Just saw the pictures you sent me.” I say before the wind stopped.
“What did you think?” I could practically hear the nervousness dripping from his voice.
“Well the city shots are perfect, Aunt May is going to kill you for those chick flick tears being captured on film, and the last three are probably the best ones yet.” I say before hearing him let out a huge sigh.
“I was worried you would’ve thought I was a freak or something. The Christmas one is my favorite if you were wondering.” He said making me grin as I flopped down on my bed.
“Really and whys that? Is it the fact that you know we basically match or that I look like my face is about to split in half from smiling so hard?” I asked with a giggle.
“More like the fact you tackled me once you realized what it was. We weren’t even together until the next year but still I knew you were the one for me when you admitted Spider-man was your favorite superhero.” He said making me grin even though I heard the teasing lilt in his voice.
“Hey Tony didn’t tell me anything about you being Spider-man! So don’t even start.” I warn before I heard a knock on my window. I jumped when I saw it was Peter in full Spider-man costume. Hanging up I walked over and opened the window letting him jump in.
“You had to have had some idea. I mean I was always around working with Mr. Stark and he constantly called me spiderling.” He said taking off the mask which messed up his hair. Looking at it I reached up and began to fix it without replying to Peter who had his eyes nearly closed.
“Are you enjoying me playing with your hair?” I asked making him nod before he moved to sit down on my bed as I sat behind him continuing to run my fingers through his hair.
“So tell me which picture was your favorite?” He asked noticing I still had the pictures up on my computer.
“Us on the couch with me passed out because you were watching a Tony Stark documentary.” I say making him laugh.
“Hey I didn’t know you lived with him. I just assumed you were some new girl who talked to me because I said ‘hey nice shirt’ when you sat at our lunch table.” He said making it my turn to laugh.
“I sat down with you because I thought you were cute and Ned said I could sit with him in first period.” I said making him stop and look up at me.
“So you’re saying that the only reason we are together is something as shallow and temporary as my looks?” He asked dramatically.
“Yep.” I said popping the ‘p’ he smirked at me and suddenly I was pinned to my own bed with a grinning Peter hovering above me.
“So you had a crush on me from the moment we met?” He asked making me groan as I tugged my wrists out of his hands before wrapping them around his neck.
“Maybe I did but that was a little crush, but eventually I got to know you more and more which caused me to fall asleep on you, tell you my superhero crush, be at your place for holidays, and go to nerd conventions with you. So do you want to tease and taunt me for having a huge crush on you before I even talked to you?” I asked making his face go pink.
“God you would make such a good lawyer.” He said plopping down beside me.
“Just call me Matt Murdock … except I don’t bump into the edges of tables.” I say making him laugh. Smiling I curled into him my head on his chest.
“So what do you want to do tonight?” He asked his arms wrapped around me while he traced circles into my back. I grinned looking up at him before placing a kiss on his cheek.
“Let’s just lay here for a minute okay? Then we can watch all the Star Wars movies and study.” I said making him nod as we relaxed onto the bed. The sky started to get dark and I sat up his eyes were closed.
“No come on five more minutes.” He whined making me chuckle.
“It’s time to study, now.” I said making him whine even louder.
“You have to do something for me first.” He said sitting up with a sly smirk instantly keying me to exactly what he wanted but I decided to play coy.
“Exactly what is that?” I asked as he leaned up onto his arms.
“You know exactly what.” He said sitting up even more before grabbing my hands entwining my fingers with his.
“No I have no idea what you want.” I tease as he leans towards me.
“Stop playing dumb already.” He said pressing his lips against mine gently making me smile into the kiss before kissing him back. When we pulled apart to breath I was straddling him and my shirt was halfway up showing my stomach.
“You know it’s kinda hot making out with you while your still in uniform.” I tease making him groan.
“Shut up.” He pecks my lips making me chuckle.
“I mean it’s no onesie with goggles but still really hot.” I continue making him push me off of him making me bounce on the bed.
“I’m changing and getting our books. You stay over there.” He says walking towards my closet where I had put some clothes of his.
“Yes sirree I will stay put. Oh hey you want some snacks or something?” I asked him.
“Yeah sure. Just finger food no soup like last time or any hot drinks.” He answered making me smile as I adjusted my top feeling my bra move.
“Holy crap did you undo my bra? When did you do that?” I asked as he walked out wearing jeans and a t-shirt his face going pink.
“Sorry I didn’t think about it.” He said shoving his outfit into a spare backpack before walking over to me turning me around.
“No it’s fine but damn it’s a three hook bra and I didn’t notice until now. You sir are almost Joey level.” I say with a grin as he lifted the back of my shirt to re-hook the bra.
“There now go get snacks while I set everything up in here.” He says kissing my head and pushing me to the door. Nodding I headed out into the main area where the movie was off but the girls were sitting there chatting with coffees in hand.
“Thalia you were in there a long time. Is Spider-Kid in there tonight?” Nat asked.
“Yeah study night because two final exams were scheduled on the same day because our teachers are dumb.” I said making them all groan.
“Poor kid what subjects?” Sharon asked.
“Science which is fine because Peter has these amazingly detailed notes from the year. History though is going to kill me because every class I just zone out the teacher is so boring and the books barely cover anything.” I complain making them chuckle.
“Hey you can always ask Steve about the war and his life. Plus Bucky is remembering some stuff from then too.” Sharon said helpfully.
“Thanks I will ask when we get to it. Do you girls have any finger food still out?” I asked before being supplied with m&m’s, popcorn, gummy bears, and some sodas that Hope got me. I walked into my room with armfuls of snacks and drinks. Peter instantly emptied my arms with a thank you and a peck on the lips. I desperately wanted to continue what we were doing earlier but we had to study plus I could con him into staying the night.
“Okay so which subject do you want to hit first?” He asks as everything got set up.
“History please.” I say making him nod as we got the books opened up slowly taking down notes and brainstorming the meanings, symbols, religions, cultures, and time frames of everything mentioned.  Eventually we checked the clock and switched subjects which I was glad to do because his face lit up when I asked about anything. Every time I got confused on something he was so perfect about explaining it to me without making me feel like an idiot.
“Babe it’s an easy concept once you apply it to something you understand or like … .” He rambled on easily for another few minutes making it easier to understand what the notes said. After awhile we were just staring at the notes silently revising in our own heads. This continued with us switching notes and moving positions. Soon enough I was re-reading a chapter in history leaning against Peter’s chest while he was annotating the next weeks assignment.
“Seriously? You two have been in here for hours and all you have done so far is do schoolwork?” Nat’s voice interrupted us making us jump slightly. Apparently we were so focused on studying we didn’t even hear the door open.
“Well … I’m exhausted. Peter is staying the night wake us up before Tony decides to barge in on us trying to catch us doing stuff.” I said as I began to move around picking up the studying supplies and food dishes. Peter was trailing behind me picking up anything I forgot to grab and then tried to follow me out to the kitchen area.
“The cameras work out here genius.” Nat said grabbed the stuff from his hands and following me to put the dishes away and stacked the books nicely on my dresser.
“Hey Nat how was the mission?” I asked as she hovered at my door.
“Honestly? We could’ve used you out there but it’s his decision to keep you out of the firefights until further notice.” She said making me tense my shoulders.
“You mean until he can trust me to not turn on you guys.” I say making her scoff. Suddenly I was engulfed in a hug by the red haired assassin.
“We all trust you even Tony admitted we needed you out there but your powers are still developing and we need you at your best okay? To prevent injuries to you.” She explained making me nod before she let go walking out the door and shutting it behind her. Turning around to head for my bed I was engulfed in yet another hug this one smelled a lot better though and made my heart flutter.
“Hey Pete you jealous? Or trying to get a residual caring Nat hug?” I asked as my arms wrapped around him for the second time that day.
“Can it be both?” He teased back making me grin as he placed a peck against the top of my head. We stayed in my room for the rest of the night talking quietly and when we woke up the next morning he kissed me gently on the lips before exiting through my window swinging away into the morning.
“You two are cute together. I’m glad you found someone to make you happy.” Natasha said before leaving my room crawling into my bed I looked up at the ceiling smiling to myself. Yeah my life wasn’t all that bad.

Confession || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N: And so I write again for the precious bean that is Peter Parker. Did anyone see the set pictures for Spider-Man: Homecoming? They look fantastic!

Prompt No.7: “I may or may not be in love with you.”

Prompt No.27: “Oh I’m sorry, am I stepping in on your moment?”

Request: ‘Can you do #7 and #27 where Peter Parker is admitting his feelings to his best friend and Tony Stark walks in?”

You were very well aware of Peter’s secret identity of Spider-Man as he had told you a few days after being bitten by a radioactive spider. The guy had even come stumbling in through the window of your bedroom window to tell you how he had met Mr. Stark and how he was helping out the Avengers. The many many perks of being best friends with the wonder that is Peter Parker.

For the past few days he had been rambling on and on about the Stark Tower and how awesome it was. He had firmly promised that he would take you there one day to visit and he had kept his promise. You were currently on the top floor of the Stark Tower and looking out the window at the grand expanse of New York. Everything and everyone looked so tiny from where you were. You firmly gripped the edge of the desk which was placed nearby and took in a shaky breath. You were never a fan of heights but you had to admit, the view was gorgeous.

“You were right Pete,” you said maintaining a little stability in your voice. “The view is gorgeous and the Stark Tower is pretty impressive.”

You turned around to see Peter standing a few meters away from you. He looked very nervous. He was fidgeting with his hands, not sure where to put them and was furiously chewing his lips.

“Hey is everything alright?” you asked, concerned.

“Hmm?” Peter said distractedly. “Oh yeah everything is great! I’m really glad you like it here…..”

“Okay Peter Benjamin Parker. Something is obviously wrong. Tell me what is it?”

You saw Peter’s chest rise and then quickly fall. “[Y\N]. How long have we known each other?”

You smiled at his question. “Ever since we were kids.”

“Exactly.” He started walking over to you stumbling a little on the edge of Tony’s expensive rug. “I’ve known you for so long. You and I are really really close. I tell you everything. The day I had at school, how the test went, interesting theories and facts I read in books, what bad guy I took down today, what bruises he gave me and the little ones I gave him.”

He was standing close to you now. Too close. You could smell the perfume Peter was wearing. You felt a strange tickling sensation in your lower abdomen. This was strange. You and Peter had been stuck or been in close quarters before but this was so different.

“I love coming over to your place and doing homework together. I love it when we have a movie marathon and you pick out Star Wars. I love how when you’re reading you become completely absorbed in it. I love it when you know exactly when I’m feeling down and immediately come over with a tub of ice-cream and two spoons. And I love it when you somehow manage to correct me when I’m rambling on about science stuff because then I know that you are listening.”

“What are you trying to say Peter?” you breathed out.

“I may or may not be in love with you.”

These words sent a chill down your spine, shaking you to the core. You looked straight into his warm brown eyes feeling like a helium balloon, slowly lifting off the ground and flowing away to the heavenly clouds. Peter nervously put his fingers to your cheek which sent an electric shock throughout your body, warming you. You leaned a little into his fingers, encouraging him to encompass your face with both of his hands. You could feel your face getting hot. All you could hear was a distant ringing bell. Was an alarm going off? His eyes flickered to your lips, unsure whether or not to close the distance. You leaned your head forward a little giving permission for him to kiss you. He took it. He came closer and closer. You could feel his breath escape from his lips as it caressed your lips. You could feel the heat radiating off of him. Just a little closer.

A loud crash caused the two of you to jump. Peter immediately dropped his hands from your face, taking a few steps back. You felt a blush rising to your cheeks before both of you turned around to see Tony standing next to a fallen lamp.

“Oh I’m sorry, am I stepping in on your moment?” Tony said skeptically addressing Peter.

Peter opened and closed his mouth, unsure of what to say.

“Don’t answer that kid. Alright I’ll go away, leave you two love birds alone.”

And with that Tony turned around and marched out of the room.

You snapped your head back to Peter. Dammit Tony. Couldn’t you wait 10 seconds more??

Peter gave you a goofy grin. “So you wanna go on a date this Saturday night?”

You returned his grin. “Of course Peter.”


Apologies || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N: This is the Civil War (Tom Holland) Spidey because let’s be honest, he is the perfect Spider-Man. And also because I love his portrayal.

Prompt No.16: “I love you but if you say that one more time I will kick your ass.”

Request: “Number 16 with Peter Parker please!”

You were back home from the cinema sitting on the couch picking on the movie stub. You were supposed to meet up with Peter at the cinema for your movie date but he called and said that he couldn’t make it since there were some bad guys who needed their ass kicked. You were pretty bummed because you were very excited to see this movie but you understood that the city needed Spider-Man. You could have gone to see the movie all by yourself but after the call you just didn’t feel like it. So here you were, sitting on the couch looking at the ticket of the movie you were supposed to go to.

After a while you heard someone knocking hurriedly on the door. You stuffed the movie ticket in your pocket and made your way over to the door. You threw open the door and saw Peter standing with his hair sticking up, shirt half tucked out and with a worried expression on his face. You opened your mouth but before you could even get a word out, Peter took a deep breath and went on a roll.

“Oh my god [Y\N], I am sooo sorry! I definitely didn’t mean to ditch you tonight. I swear I was going to show up. Me not showing up doesn’t mean anything. It was totally unplanned. I left the apartment on time. But then I heard on that these thugs had robbed a bank and I had to stop them-”

“Peter,” you said cutting him off, “I totally understand. The city needed you and you had to go. It’s alright, really.”

“No no. It is not alright. It was unacceptable and very very rude.”

You gave him a gentle smile and grabbed him lightly by his collar and pulled him inside the apartment, shutting the door behind you. Peter was now fiddling with his hands and looking at you with his huge, soft brown eyes.

You stepped closer to him and started to pat down his hair. “Peter you are a hundred percent forgiven.” After taming his hair, you buried your face in his chest.

“I still am very very sorry,” he said while wrapping his arms around you, “is there anything I can do to make up for tonight?”

“Well,” you said pulling away from him, “the couch is empty. My parents are out of town. Stay here a little while?”

Peter brushed a strand of hair away from your face and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I can stay for a while, sure. And I’m very sorry.”

“Stop apologizing, it’s not your fault. And Peter?”


“Tuck your shirt in.”

Peter’s cheeks reddened and he turned around to tuck his shirt in before joining you on the couch. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You snuggled up into him and pulled your feet up. You closed your eyes enjoying this peace and quiet.

“I’m still sorry [Y\N].”

You huffed out a great sigh. “Peter, I love you but if you say that one more time I will kick your ass.”

He raised his eyebrows at you. “You? Kick my ass? Kick Spider-Man’s ass? Yeah I don’t see that happening.”

“Hey I may not know how to fight but I have my methods,” you said as you started wiggling your fingers.

Peter’s eyes widened as he realized what you were about to do but he was too late. You attacked his stomach and started to tickle him, filling the apartment with laughter.

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Opportunities || Peter Parker X reader

A/N : woohoo ! Some more Parker ! I hope you guys like this !

Original request : “you’re late ! It started a half hour ago ! Heeyy- who’s your friend ?”
And “so that’s it you’re giving up ?”

Tony Stark’s parties were intimidating to say at the least. Specially if one was a sixteen year old. Quite frankly, even though you had always wanted to see what the famous Iron Man’s parties would look like you had no intention of actually going. But woe the while , your awkward best friend , Peter Parker , was allowed a plus one and he had chosen you. Read chosen as forced.

And so here you stood , gaping at the huge building infront of you.
“Stop staring , we need to go inside , ya know ” Peter said , breaking the silence that had formed due to your gaping. You nodded quickly , before following Peter inside.

Once you guys reached the room where the party was held , you had to stop yourself from gasping. The whole thing was so , to put it briefly and simply , fancy. And frankly , pretty intimidating too. Unconsciously , you grabbed Peter’s arm as you looked around the room. Peter could feel his breath hitch as he took a deep breath to calm his nerves. You were just holding his arm , no big deal.

“You’re late !” He heard a voice boom , a voice he knew a little too well , Tony. “The party started like a half hour ago - heey who’s your friend?”

“Uh , this is my friend , (Y/N) ” Peter said, motioning towards you rather awkwardly. Tony’s eyes sparkled mischievously ,
“Ah , (Y/N) , the lovely (Y/N) , I have heard so much about you from Peter ” he said , extending his hand towards you , which you shook “Peter says you like to keep up with new tech , do you want to see the lab ? ” he asks , raising his eyebrow and your mouth hangs open. First , you get invited to a Stark party , now you’re being offered to being shown the lab. Wow. You can feel Peter tense and there seems to be an unspoken conversation going on between Peter and Tony. But do you care right now ? No. So you hurriedly nod your head and Tony grins before motioning you to follow him.

Peter sighs loudly , as he watches you leave with Tony who seems to be saying something and you’re listening with the utmost of interest.
“You know , he’s just messing with you ” he hears someone say and upon turning around , he’s met with Natasha , who has a smirk on her face.
“I’m sorry ?” Peter asks incredulously and Natasha shakes her head
“He knew you were looking forward to spending time with (Y/N) at this party ’‘she explains and Peter stares at her for a minute before letting out another defeated sigh.
” well , it’s working “ He says , hanging his head low. Natasha groans in response.
“And that’s it then ? You’re giving up ? ” she asks , raising an eyebrow “please, don’t let Tony stop you from getting your girl , really. Just go after them or he’s gonna keep her there the whole time ”
“She’s uh not uh my girl ” Peter stuttered and Natasha let out a tired sigh.
“Just go !”

Part two anyone?


Ice Cream || Peter Parker x Reader

A/N : Circe does another Peter  Parker request ! I hope you guys like this ! And sorry if it took too long I suck at time management. Here is some Peter fluff though. 


Excessive studying can take its toll on anyone. Extensive courses , impossibly difficult questions to solve , concepts to grasp and doing all that within a very short time span was enough to drive anyone nuts. Maybe that’s why you were sitting at your kitchen counter , face down on the counter top with a giant tub of ice cream next to you , blindly groping for the spoon you literally just put there. You could really feel the stress setting itself within you and you had the insane urge to chew glass or maybe jump off a building. Maybe both and ice cream was , at the moment , your way of coping with the insane amount of studies you had to do. 

“Its 3 AM and you want to eat ice cream now “ you heard a voice quip at you. In any other given situation, you would have recognized the voice , or maybe not get that startled , but your brain had been overloaded with unnecessary information and you couldn’t process the situation fast enough  , so instead , you let out a surprised squeal and toppled off the kitchen stool , landing on the ground with a thud. You let out a groan and instead of getting off the ground you just laid down on it completely , turning to lay on your stomach , your face on the ground. Vaguely registering hearing footsteps shuffling towards you , you bothered to turn your face slightly and open one eye , only to see Peter crouching down next to you , looking half amused , half worried , still dressed in his Spidey suit. Great , he can study and save the city at the same time and here you were lying on the kitchen floor at 3 AM. Wonderful.

“ I take history exam prep isn’t going too well ?” he asked , looking down at you , with a half grin etched on his face and you let out an incoherent and rather inhuman sound in response.

“ I have got my answer “ he said , shaking his head and laughing a little

“Don’t laugh at my misery !” you whined , pushing your face down into the floor again , stilling your entire body.

“Alright, alright (Y/N) I won’t I won’t , don’t go all zombie on me “ Peter said hurriedly.

“ Pete, I’m dying , save me please “ you groaned , looking up at him and he smiled slightly at that.

“ You got it , (Y/N) “ he said,  a hand reaching out to grab our arm and the other to grasp your waist as he helped you come to a standing position, his body supporting yours , which you did not appreciate at all and hence , in response you let out another groan , burying your face in his neck , feeling the fabric of his suit rub slightly against your own neck.

“ I can’t do this, Pete “ you mumbled into his neck only for him to shrug his shoulder , pushing your hea d off of him.

“ Yes you can , and I will help you. “ he said , determination lacing his voice “ I’ll help you”

“ Will you promise to cuddle with me afterwards? “ you asked hopefully.

Peter resisted the urge to tell you that after you’d be done with the course it would be time for school , but he didn’t think you’d deal with too well so instead he grabbed the ice cream off the counter and smiled at you .

“ Promise ‘’



Webbed || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N: Guys send me some more requests to write out before I leave for vacation. Enjoy tho!

Prompt No.7: “Do you hear that? That’s the sound of my awesomeness.”

Prompt No.9: “Congratulations. I think you found the world’s thinnest argument.”

Request: “Can you do a Peter Parker x Reader prompts 7 and 9 together? Greatly appreciated if done so!”

You chewed on the end of your pencil while staring a hole in your maths textbook. You were over at Peter’s apartment to do your homework. Why you weren’t at your house? Well your parents had some important guests over and you had been unceremoniously kicked out of the house. So now here you were. You were sitting on Peter’s bed with your books sprawled all over his bed. 

You glanced up at Peter who was sitting on the desk, his head bent over his webbing gadget tinkering with it. His back was to you so you couldn’t exactly see what he was messing around with. You confusedly looked at your book and then back at him, wondering why he wasn’t working as well.

“Hey Pete? Why am I the only one who’s currently working?”

“Oh I uh finished ten minutes before you got here,” he answered not looking up.

“Huh,” you shrugged. “Sure why not? By the way what are you even doing?”

“I’m trying to improve my web shooters,” Peter answered turning around with a screwdriver in his hand. “I also developed a new formula for the webbing so that it’s more stronger. Makes it harder for the bad guys to rip it apart.”

“Such casual, much vaow,” you smirked at which he rolled his eyes. “A totally normal day. I just developed a new formula. Tomorrow I’m gonna go to Mars and come back in time to find a cure for cancer. Maybe even solve world hunger.”

Peter threw a crumpled up paper ball at you but you successfully moved out of its way. “Thank you for your support in my crime fighting business.”

“Are you kidding? My best friend is a kickass human spider. Things could not be more supportive.”

Peter grinned at you and turned back to his gadget. After a few minutes he put the screwdriver down and stood up yelling success in a triumphant manner. 

“What’s the matter? Found a cure?” you sarcastically said scribbling the solution to a question in your textbook. 

“Oh haha. Very funny. No I finished the improvements. Do you hear that?” he said putting his hand behind his ear. “That’s the sound of my awesomeness.”

You rolled your eyes. “Lame. Besides be careful. May might walk in.”

“Oh don’t worry she isn’t home,” Peter furrowed his eyebrows as he prodded the device. “Now where is the- AAAH!”

Peter had accidentally shot himself with his web shooter and he was currently stuck to the wall in an awkward position. 

“Holy shit Peter!” you burst into laughter as you clambered out of his bed. “What did you even do?”

“It’s not funny!” he managed to say as you were clutching your stomach in laughter.

“It’s not? Well you should see yourself from where I’m standing. It is hilarious!”

“Oh come on [Y\N],” he pleaded as you dissolved in a fit of giggles. “Help me out here!”

“Should I though? You didn’t help me out with homework.”

“Congratulations,” his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You just found the world’s thinnest argument.”

“That tone won’t help you out in this situation buddy.” He simply glared at you. “Okay okay sheesh.”

And you bustled off to find something that could get Peter out of his mess.