Disclaimer: this is my very first Peter Parker imagine so please be kind 😬
Request: reader is in the decathalons and has a crush on Peter. She doesn’t think he feels the same way so she says yes when someone else asks her to Homecoming. But little does she know, he actually does like her. (Includes jealous Peter!)
I look up at the clock and sigh as the minute hand reads 15 minutes. This is the fourth time that Peter has been late to our decathalons meeting. Nationals are just around the corner and he keeps doing this. My hope of him asking me to Homecoming fades away each time he pulls the same stunt.
A repetitive tapping of a pen brings me back. It stops. “Okay, we’re going to start this meeting without Peter”, Liz says, annoyed. We go over a few things to further prep us then we begin practicing.
As our responses quicken, the remaining member of our team finally shows up. “I’m so sorry I’m late”, he says out of breath.
“Peter”, our teacher calls. He pulls him over to the side, most likely to lecture him. My attention shifts from Liz to Peter. I watch his face instantly fill with guilt.
“If he did want to be a part of this team, he’d show up on time”, Flash mutters. I look away from Peter. “Guys like that will keep on disappointing.”
I try to keep myself from getting worked up by Flash’s words. I would defend Peter but Flash has a point. I let out a sigh. Homecoming with him is most likely out of the question. Heck, it isn’t even a possibility.
“It’s just the Stark internship it’s-”
“Honestly Parker, who are you kidding? Cut the lies”, Flash says angrily.
My eyes go back to Peter and his lips just shut. No words. I wish he could come up with a better excuse, or to be honest about where he is. I look down.
“Hey, Y/N. Homecoming is coming up after nationals and I’ve been thinking..would you like to go with me?” Flash asks. His tone soft now.
It’s not like Peter has a crush on me anyway. I look up and smile. “Yeah, sure.”
“Guys, we have to focus, okay?” Liz reminds me and Flash.
“Yes Liz. I apologize, I’m just really excited about Homecoming!” Flash beams.
“Alright Flash.” Liz shakes her head and continues on with the questions.
We finish and our teacher lets us know that Peter is out. He really does keep on disappointing.
“He already quit band and-” Michelle gets cut off by Peter’s death stare.
The other members make their way out. Flash comes up to me with a huge smile on his face. “Today is the best day of my life! I’m going to Homecoming with you and now I’m taking Peter’s place! Can life get any better than this?” He hugs me and I catch Peter’s expression in this very moment.
He looks heartbroken. Flash makes his way out and Peter’s eyes follow him. His brows furrowed.
“Sorry to hear that you won’t be a part of the decathalons anymore”, I say. His head snaps in my direction, anger no longer present. “It’s a shame, I liked having you on the team.”
He gives me a small smile. “Nice to know at least one person enjoyed having me around. Seems like everyone else hates my guts.” His head hangs low.
He sighs. “Even Ned.”
“I mean, you were given a huge opportunity so it doesn’t hurt to take it on. I get it. You got to do you. I wish you all the best with it.” I grab my bag and head out.
He takes a few seconds to continue. “Are you actually going to Homecoming with..Flash?” I question the expression he makes as he says Flash’s name.
“I never thought I would, but yeah.”
“Are you sure? I mean, it’s Flash we’re talking about.”
“I’m sure, it’s not like anyone else was going to ask me so…” I instantly regret letting that slip.
Silence comes forth. I look at him and it seems as though he’s choked up.
“Are you okay Peter?”
“Yeah. I just-I got to go”, he says and books it. And just like that, he’s gone.
I try to get Peter off my mind but I’m reminded just before lunch. As I make my way to my locker I see him, still with that expression he had earlier. I unlock my locker to put my books away and grab my lunch but something stops me in my tracks.
I overhear Peter talk – well more like rant to Ned. “I can’t believe Y/N is going to Homecoming with Flash! Of all people! Does he even like her? Ugh, I swear if he hurts her or treats her wrong I will-” I turn my head slightly in their direction and freeze as I see that water has now formed in Peter’s eyes.
“Just take a deep breath. Maybe she’ll change her mind. Or maybe you should’ve asked her when you had the chance, I don’t know.” Ned shrugs.
Peter lets out a long sigh. The tears still on the rims of his sad puppy eyes.
“Look, I know it sucks but just remember I’m here for you”, Ned says as he places a hand on Peter’s shoulder.
Peter closes his eyes, takes a deep breath in then releases it. “Thanks Ned. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
I turn my head back and stand at my locker in shock. Eyes wide, jaw dropped. Good thing no one can see my face right now. I take a few seconds to grasp whether or not that actually happened. Peter likes me. Peter. Likes. Me.
That one time Yuzu did a partner dance with Adelina Sotnikova to “Love Story” by Francis Lai at the Sochi Gala (along with the rest of the invited skaters) and he shied away from her open back by about an ice rink’s length. Such politeness. #gentlemanYuzu
A/N: Guys, from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you all (all 900 of you [!!!!!!]) for all the kindness and support I’ve received for this story. You guys are so great, and I love each and every one of you. Thank you for all that you’ve done, and will hopefully continue to do, as there will be a skyline pt. 5!!!!
Three days. You were kept in the hospital for three days. Three days of IV’s, probing, blood pressure being taken, bad hospital beds, worse hospital food, and no access to news about whether or not Spider-Man made it out of the collapsed bank.
At first, you didn’t even remember the bank hold up. You had woken up after passing out from a concussion and blood loss in a white hospital room, beeping all around you. Fear had raced down your spine; was there an accident? Why was there an IV in your arm? What had happened? It wasn’t until you saw the dirt covered, tear streaked face of Alex sitting in the chair next to your bed that it all came back to you.
I am literally in love with that video, especially Jimin’s fancam…I’ve seen it way too many times and decided, the only way to get over it is to take funny screenshots from the video..I admit it was really hard..
I’ve always loved that part when they kicked the air but I can say that I’m over it after this picture :) Jimin still looks good tho
Tae looks so done
The “when you suddenly see a spider on the floor” picture
“I wish I was this tall…”
When you lose your glasses and panic
Tae contemplating life in middle of a performance…same Tae…same…
I’m by no means a spider expert, or a spider owner. I just wanted to get a little PSA going since it’s a pet peeve and halloween / monster girl art is right around the corner. (who am i kidding monster girl art is all year long you guys)
It’s really tempting to draw a spider-person with human proportions, but for people who watch spiders it’s really weird to see a half spider that looks like it would wobble around like a child on stilts than a spider that can deftly climb and run around lol. If we spend so much time rendering every breast and nipple in ~glorious detail~, we should at least give a little thought to the bottom half too TuT.
Summary: Reader is Stark’s daughter and has a crush on Spider-Man AND Peter Parker. What happens when Spidey shows up in her room?
Warning: SMUT and fluff and language
Being Tony Stark’s daughter has its perks, the biggest one being that you know the Avengers. A lot of your classmates, girls and guys alike, always bombard you with questions ranging from “Are they really as nice as we think” to “Is Thor’s ‘hammer’ as big as we think. You have no answers for the latter kind. Even if you were legal age, they’ve become your family: it’d just be weird However, there’s one Avenger that you’d jump at the chance to get with; Spider-Man. You’ve never actually met him, you don’t even know his age, but at this point of your crush, it didn’t matter to you. You’re too far down that rabbit hole. Which is why you’re in your current situation: some asshole jock trying to ask you out. You’ve already done the polite refusal, but he won’t give up. Time for plausible excuse now. You glance around for any help and see your second crush, Peter Parker.
There are a couple reasons for this one. One, he didn’t ever try to pursue you like many others did. Two, he’s shy and pretty sweet. Three, he’s smart and not afraid to show it.
You couldn’t use him as your excuse. He gets bullied enough, no need to add to it. So, you went with your second choice.
“Sorry, but I already have plans with Spider-Man tonight. My dad set it up for me.”
Everyone’s attention turns to you, which only makes a faint blush crawl up your neck. Pressing your books tighter to your chest, you hold yourself higher just like Tony had taught you when you go to galas. When you turn to leave for your next class, you see Peter looking at you with slight surprise and something else that you can’t recognize.
Choosing to ignore it for now, you walk past everyone who’d been staring at you, though they’re still staring since you turned down one of the most sought-after jocks on the team. Some of them understand because who would pass up a date with Spider-Man? Others wonder if you’re mentally ill.
Ned elbows Peter hard after people start scattering. “Dude! Y/n Stark and you?”
Peter feels his cheeks flush as he rolls his shoulder to relax his arm from his friend hitting him. “Actually, no. That never was set up, so no. I, nor Spidey, have a date with her.”
Ned furrows his brows, leaning against the lockers. “But…what’s keeping you from showing up at her place later?”
Pausing, Peter stares into the empty space of his locker. What is keeping him from showing up and just…hanging out with her as Spider-Man? He didn’t have a chance as Peter Parker, but apparently Spider-Man does. So, with a slam of his locker, he sets a plan in his head.
And boy are you in for a surprise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You groan out loud as you fall face first onto your bed, your backpack forgotten by your bedroom door. The Avengers are out on a mission, but there’s food in the fridge from last night so you aren’t stranded on your own. It’s kind of weird being on your own after the Avengers had taken a break. Well, it isn’t their choice, but now they’re allowed to go out again and fight. You’re happy they have their jobs back, but ever since the team pretty much split in half, it’s been weird to get used to.
Rolling onto your back, your hair splaying over your bed behind you, you close your eyes with a heavy sigh. You’re alone for an undetermined amount of time with hardly any homework left because you used your study hall to do it instead of getting a guy to make out with and no one to call because you really don’t make friends in your classes, so you’re stuck.
A tap on your window makes you jump in surprise. Who could be at your window when you literally live in a skyscraper? So, being the curious girl you are, you pad silently over to the window and pull the curtains back, nearly screaming when you suddenly see Spider-Man’s face. Well, masked face, but it still counts. You somehow keep yourself from falling backwards before you open the window to let him in. You didn’t want him to fall off the side of the building!
“What the hell are you doing?” you ask, your voice squeaking in surprise.
A muffled chuckle comes from him. “Sorry to scare you, but someone told me we had plans together. Why didn’t I get wind of that?”
You turn red, but shrug playfully. “Well, maybe word didn’t get around to you fast enough, mar busy-body. Though…since you’re here…”
He tilts his head. “Since I’m here…”
“We could hang out.”
You can’t tell what his expression is under his mask, but you do see the eyes on his mask widen slightly. It’s actually a little funny to watch his mask move with his expression. You smile cheekily at him as you move to sit on the small couch in your room, which is in front of your TV and gaming stand. You pat the seat next to you.
“Are you coming over here to talk to me or what?”
He nearly jumps clear across the room to land on the couch next to you, making you giggle at him. Who knew Spider-Man was such a goof?
“So, uh…y-you wanted to talk? Or hang out?”
“Isn’t that kinda what we’re doing?” You ask, leaning your elbow onto the arm of the couch behind you and laying your head against your fist.
He nods quickly, folding his hands in his lap. He’s bending forward a little bit, obviously nervous, but also excited to be here with you.
You grin. You’re already having fun with him and you can’t wait to see what happens with this.
He clears his throat. “So, uh, wanna know anything about me?”
You hum softly as you think. There are several things you really wanna know, but you don’t wanna scare him off. As a Stark, you’re not very…censored, so it’s easy to scare people who aren’t used to it and you don’t know what all Spidey can take of your brashness, so you go with the first, logical choice.
“Who are you under that mask, Mr. wallcrawler?”
He chuckles, nudging your arm with his elbow. “You know I can’t tell you. You should know better than anyone that I can’t.”
You roll your eyes, turning to sit facing him, meaning that your back is to the arm of the couch. “Well…what can I see of your face?”
He sighs softly, giving in to you a little as he pulls his mask up just over his nose. You keep yourself from blushing when your eyes glance down to his pink lips and back up to the white eyes of his mask. You bite your bottom lip as you think more in your head, trying to keep all the thoughts you know are just plain awful that you really want to do with him down out of your mouth.
Oh, the things you wanted to do to him with your mouth.
“You okay? You haven’t said anything in a while,” he says softly, getting nervous since you hadn’t said anything after he pulled his mask up slightly.
“Huh? O-oh, no! I’m fine! Promise.”
“Hey, Y/n!” your father calls from down the hall. “Me and the team are heading out for a bit, you gonna be okay on your own?”
Your thoughts run faster with this. “Yeah, Dad! I’ll just study or something!”
Spider-Man watches you as a huge smile spreads across your lips and you scoot to sit closer to him. “So, Spidey, do you…wanna do anything fun?”
He smiles softly, scratching the back of his head. “Um, yeah. That’d be awesome.”
You lean towards him, trying to keep your eyes on his instead of his lips. “Do you trust me? To do something fun with you?”
He nods slowly, glancing down at your lips even though you can’t see it. “Yeah…I do.”
You grin before you crash your lips onto his, one of your hands moving to cup his cheek, keeping him close. His hands immediately grab your waist, pulling you closer than you were a few seconds ago. Smirking to yourself, you pull away from his hands and his lips, standing up and walking to your bed with a sway in your hips. He turns to watch you, licking his lips as he tries to process everything. Are you serious about this?
You rest your hands on your hips. “You coming or am I doing this on my own?”
Again, he jumps across the room to you, his arms wrapping around your waist again, hands playing with the hem of your shirt. You giggle softly, curling your arms around his neck to play with the small curls that slipped out the back of his mask. You feel a little weird to be doing this, after all you have another crush on an amazing boy from high school who’s the sweetest ever, but…
It’s not every day you get a chance to be with Spider-Man.
You press your lips to his again, only this time he’s ready for it and he moves his lips with yours languidly. You could do this all day, you’ve never kissed anyone that makes you feel this way. As heat starts to build within you, his tongue flicks across your lips before slipping into your mouth. He seems cautious to do anything with you, so you have to take the lead.
Tugging at his curls, you nip his bottom lip gently and step back towards your bed, pulling him on top of you as you fall onto your bed. You both end up laughing softly as he pulls himself up to hover above your body, dipping down again to kiss you. He would probably only keep doing that if you let him, just kissing your lips over and over and over…
But you have other ideas.
You press the small spider on his chest to loosen his suit. You helped your uncle design it, so you know how it works, even though that surprises him that you do. Helping you out, he pulls his gloves off and slides his suit off his body, revealing all the muscles he’s gained from his job. Man, is he built, but he’s still lean. Definitely not as big as Cap, but built more than guys at school are when they brag about their muscles.
“Eight pack?” you ask with a smirk, dragging your fingers down his abs, making him tense them in surprise.
“Uh, well, you know…climbing walls and swinging around New York takes a lot of…core strength.”
Not boastful. Good trait to have.
You pull your shirt off with an arch of your back. The white eyes on his mask seem to widen as you reveal more of your bare, flush skin to him. He licks his lips again before he starts pressing wet, open mouth kisses to your jaw and down your neck. You let out a soft gasp of surprise before you end up whining when he nibbles at the spot right above your collar bone, which only makes him grin and suck on your skin. You have a feeling he really doesn’t care about leaving marks or is even thinking about the consequences of what could happen if anyone sees them. Not that you are, either.
His hands run down your stomach to the hem of your pants, his fingers hooking into the belt loops of them. He tugs and you lift your hips, letting him pull your pants down which also pulls your underwear down a little, just enough to make it obvious that he’s getting very excited.
You giggle softly, pulling his suit off his hips and down his legs, showing off his plaid boxers. He picks you up to lay you down on your bed again, your head on your pillows as he kicks his suit off, climbing over you. You wrap your arms back around his neck to crash his lips back to yours, your tongue immediately invading his mouth again. His hips press down against yours and you whine, wanting both of your underclothes gone so you can just feel him. God, did you want to feel him.
He must feel the same since he hooks his finger into your panties and pulls them down, followed by his boxers. You quickly pull away from him to twist your body and fumble for your bedside table drawer. He smiles as he starts placing kisses on your back, sucking and licking every now and then, gently biting your shoulder blades when you stretch them. You whimper as you tug a small packet out of the drawer and hold it in front of his eyes.
“What’s this?” he asks with a tilt of his head.
“Did you never go to sex ed?” You let out a soft laugh. “It’s a condom. You put it on your dick so I don’t get pregnant.”
His cheeks flare red as he gently takes it from you, tearing it open carefully so it doesn’t rip before rolling it onto himself, biting his lip as his eyes drag along your body. You smile, tracing your fingers over the lines of his muscles. He shudders and ducks his head down to leave kisses along the tops of your breasts, only being stopped by the bra you hadn’t slipped off. He growls and nips at your skin as his hands travel behind you, fumbling with the clasp as he can’t keep his mouth off your skin. You moan softly when you rock your hips up against his and his cock presses against your clit. He smiles as he finally frees your breasts from the confines of your bra and finally takes the nipple of your left breast in your mouth to tongue over and suck.
You rock your hips up again and the tip snags slightly at your entrance, making him push his hips forward at the feeling, wanting to just wreck you completely.
“Spider-Man,” you whisper breathily against his ear, tugging at the curls on the base of his neck. “Please, take me. I need you.”
His hand goes to your neglected breast and gently kneads it as he presses into you, making both of you moan and you to hiss softly in his ear. He lifts his head from your chest and captures your lips sweetly, passionately.
Then, you realize it’s more than just two bodies having sex.
His thrusts start slowly, gently just rocking your body with his hips. It starts driving you crazy as he keeps his steady, slow, hot pace. So much that it makes you whimper his name in his ear, which only makes him grin as he moves his lips to your neck again, sucking on the mark his already left. When you whimper again, his hips jerk forward quickly and hard.
“Shit!” You squeal, hips bucking with the thrust.
He chuckles breathlessly against your neck, starting up again with that same pace now, hard and quick thrusts mixed in with his former slow and steady. Each one making a different sound leave your lips, sometimes a squeal or high moan, sometimes a yell of his name. Each sound you make drives him on, soft groans and your name leaving him.
“Spidey, oh, god…” you murmur into his ear, your arms wrapping over his shoulders to pull him closer, your nails dragging across his skin to leave marks that would definitely be there in the morning.
“Close, baby?” he whispers into your neck, gently biting at your neck. “Wanna cum on my dick?”
You whine, arching your back. “Please, please, harder…”
He lifts himself up, hands on either side of your head before his hips suddenly slam forward, making you cry out loudly as you clench around him, your entire body going rigid under him. He smiles softly, watching you come undone as he keeps slamming into you until he moans loudly, filling the condom. You pull him back down and leave gentle kisses along his shoulder and up is neck, sucking at the skin right under his jaw.
He pulls out of you slowly after you both calm down from your orgasm and falls onto his side next to you. He pulls the condom off and ties it off before throwing it away in your trashcan and burying it in tissues and paper balls. He finally collapses next to you, groaning softly.
“This…might just be…the best day…of my entire life,” he whispers, just loud enough for you to hear.
You giggle, curling up next to him and slinging your arm over his stomach. “Wanna cuddle for a bit?”
He nods, pulling you against his body. “Honestly…I’ll probably pass out soon. Sorry in advance.”
You nod, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Go ahead and sleep, my hero. You did a lot of work today.”
He smiles and you watch as the eyes on his mask close. You wait a while until his chest rises and falls evenly, only then daring to mess with his mask. His entire body is still sparkling with sweat from the sex you just had, so wouldn’t it be better if he could breathe easier without the mask?
You gently, carefully, pull the mask off his face, watching as loose, sweaty curls drop onto his forehead, a grin spreading your lips. No reason to feel guilty about sleeping with Spider-Man now.
Peter Parker lays next to you in your bed, curls in his face, eyes closed, breathing softly, after you had just had sex. You cuddle close to his chest, your legs entangled with his own.
I got a ton of requests for a Lizardman so I went and wrote this little number which I hope you all enjoy! Keep requesting!
You wake with a start, thrashing your arms out as you try to knock the cannons away. You scream, your voice escaping out as a tiny sleepy squeak. After a moment and the smoke in your mind cleared you opened your eyes and lowered you arms slowly when all you see above you is dusty rafters, spider webs and vines decorating them.
You turned your head left seeing a window covered by burlap curtains and a chair covered by the blood-stained cloak and your shoes in the seat. Turning to the right, you saw a door, it was stained red with a bronze latch. Sitting up and looking around the room that smelled like dust and autumn leaves. It was clean, just unlived in. You slip from the bed, feet touching the cold stone floor. You were in your underclothes and were unsure where your dress was or how you came to be undressed.
You about slowly, unsurely. Was this a dream too? Standing before the window and pushing the burlap aside you peer outside, the light was blinding at first, but you saw beyond the glare to a path winding through rows and rows of trees. You heard a river babbling and trickling near by. There was a horse tied near the side of the house, he tossed his head and whinnied.
How would the RFA react to hearing MC scream only to find out its because theyre "trapped" in the bathroom because of a spider
Listen, I can’t deal with bugs. The weird thing is though is that spiders don’t bother me as much as any other bug. Which doesn’t make sense if you think about it. Unless it’s a big spider. That’s a huge nope. I have a spider story but I think it’d be best for everyone if I don’t share.
-He jumps out of his skin when he hears you scream. Then he’s in panic(!) mode.
-Yoosung rushes to the bathroom. “What’s wrong?! What happened?!”
-He didn’t notice the spider of the floor until you pointed to it, and then he jumped again.
-“Uh… I’ll help! Just.. hold on..!”
-He has to psych himself up for it.
-C'mon Yoosung be brave for _____.
-Eventually, he gets rid of the spider and saves you.
-“Okay,” he sighs after everything is cleaned up. “That’s done.”
-You exit the bathroom with him and kiss his cheek.
-He’s really proud of himself as you thank him.
-Yoosung Self-esteem +100
-He hears a scream from the bathroom and is obviously worried.
-Zen the Knight to the rescue
-He shows up in the doorway and you can see how worried he is.
-“Are you alright??”
-He sees the spider and his worried face turns disgusted.
-He steps on it and whispers a small “ew”.
-He’s not too afraid of them, but he does think they’re gross.
-Zen cleans it up and asks you if you’re okay again in a gentle tone.
-“Your prince will keep the scary bugs away.”
-The second the scream leaves your throat, Jaehee is already there.
-“There’s a spider..!”
-She gasps a little when she sees it. “I’ll be right back,” she says and quickly gets bug spray from the other room.
-When Jaehee returns, she immediately sprays it, and you turn away because you would rather not watch it squirm and die.
-You hear her cleaning everything up, but still don’t turn.
-It gets quiet and she touches your arm. “It’s gone now. Are you okay?”
-You calm down with her help and she does whatever you want her to comfort you the rest of the day.
-You almost give him a heart attack with your scream.
-He is immediately there to help.
-“What happened? Why did you scream??”
-And then he sees the spider on the ground between you both.
-He sighs, both because he’s relieved it wasn’t anything very serious and because it’s just a spider.
-shut up jumin
-He kills it and gets rid of it, then turns to you. “Are you better now?”
-You hug him, because you’re traumatized.
-“…Do you really hate spiders that much?”
-“Yes,” you don’t even hesitate to say.
-“Hm… I’ll make sure to keep our home bug-free then.”
-Then ta-da, you never find another bug in the house ever again (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
-Saeyoung bolts to the rescue when he hears you scream.
-But then, when he gets to the bathroom and sees the spider in the middle of the floor, he screams too.
-god damn it
-He doesn’t like bugs, and neither do you.
-But he must save his love!
-You can see how scared he is and he mumbles “ew” and “no” over and over again as he build courage to step on the spider.
-It makes you chuckle.
-“Hey, don’t laugh at me! You’re the one who screamed.”
-He says that, but he’s giggling too.
-He cleans off his shoe and you both act like that never happened for both of your sakes.
-Your scream scared him so much that he screams too.
-He’s still at the bathroom in seconds though.
-“Are you okay?!”
-When he sees the spider, he squeaks. (Let’s just imagine that for a moment)
-He finds spiders creepy. Maybe his brother rubbed off on him.
-Either way, he wanted to help, so he hesitantly steps into the bathroom and finally builds enough courage to step on the bug.
-Saeran is grossed out when he lifts his shoe and sees the dead spider. (poor bb)
-But, with all of that taken care of, you can both go on with your lives and try to distract each other from what you experienced.
-Just don’t scream anymore. You really scared him.
-His breath and his heart stop when you scream.
-He’s standing in the doorway within seconds, visibly shaken.
-“Are you okay?! What- oh.”
-He sees the spider on the ground between you both and breathes a deep sigh in relief.
-“Give me a minute,” he says and leaves to grab a cup and a piece of paper.
-When he returns, he places the cup over the bug and eases the paper underneath, then takes it outside.
-“It’s gone now,” Jihyun calls from the front door.
-You leave the bathroom and go straight to his arms so he can hug the fear away ⊂(・ヮ・⊂)