where do i get a red shirt like that from

I’m Actually a Red Sox Fan- (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by dunbaerrito

Originally posted by instalaugh

REQUEST: could you do a peter parker (the new one from civil war) where peter gets assigned with you as his lab partner & he starts to like you and always teases you about wearing Red Sox shirts in New York? ((just a cute thought i had and i can’t write so i wanted to ask someone who did))

TOM HOLLAND IS SO CUTE I CAN’T. Okay. Story time :)

I’m Actually a Red Sox Fan Masterlist

“Alanna and George. Thea and Jack. Maria and Crystal. (Y/N) and Peter.”, the teacher continued announcing lab partner pairs.

(Y/N) sighed as she heard all of her friends get paired off, and then turned around to look for Peter. She didn’t know him well and usually stuck within her own circle of friends, but she was confident in herself and knew that she was always a good commander in partner projects. They should get a good grade.

She saw Peter already sitting at one of the lab tables around the room, looking at her. When they made eye contact, he immediately looked down at his open notebook. She smiled and got up to go sit with him.

“Okay, so we have to drone on and on about a molecule used in the medical industry, so let’s try to pick something interesting, maybe something with a weird history?”, she said.

(Y/N) waited for a response but noticed that Peter was just frowning at her chest.

“What? What is it? Is there something on my shirt?”, she said, a frown on her face now.

“Red Sox? We live in New York.”, he said with a smile.

(Y/N) laughed in relief, and replied:

“My dad was from Boston, so I grew up rooting for them.”, she smiled, looking at the Spiderman logo on his shirt as well.

“Stick to being a closet fan like everyone else, I don’t want you to get jumped.”, he said, a humorous smile on his face as he wrote his name on the paper to avoid the butterflies he felt in his stomach.

“Well, if I do get jumped, Spiderman would be there to save me.”, she said with a sweet tone of voice.

Peter’s head shot up and he looked her in the eyes, with a bit of fear. His mind filled with panic. Does she know? Is she hinting that she knows?

“Your shirt. Your shirt has Spiderman on it.”, she said, feeling a little stupid.

Peter’s face relaxed and he laughed with her.

“Sorry if that was corny.”, she said. It was now (Y/N) who was in fact trying to avoid eye contact and staring at her paper.

“I’ll go get a class laptop so we can do some research”, Peter said. (Y/N) nodded in agreement.

For the next few days, (Y/N) and Peter worked on their project together, and as the awkward fog between their conversations cleared, they grew very fond of eachother. They even talked about baseball a little bit, gushed over Superheroes, and talked about their dreams.

They decided on doing their project on the hormone “Epinephrine”, which ironically, is Adrenaline. After they presented in class they got a 99, which they were both very excited about… but also kind of disappointed they had no other business together.

Peter sat in class, back in his normal seat, and forced his eyes not to wander towards (Y/N).

When the bell rang, the classroom cleared. (Y/N) lingered behind and started putting her books in her bag, when suddenly, she felt a shadow over her. That was when the Green Goblin kidnapped her.

Just kidding.

It was only Peter. With an envelope.

“Hey Pete. You didn’t respond to my text last night.”, she said as she wiped a fake tear with a smile.

“Yeah, sorry I dropped my phone at.. Uh.. at my internship… you know with Stark Industries? t’s cracked now.”, he went on, looking at his feet.

“Oh, that sucks.”, (Y/N) looked down as well, now getting up with her bag on her shoulder. “What the envelope for?”, she asked.

“Oh well, remember that Sox shirt you had on the other day?”, he asked, his eyes following the teacher who seemed to be leaving the room for some reason.

“Yeah?”, she replied.

“I got these tickets from my boss. He didn’t want them anymore. The Red Sox are playing Yankee Stadium in the Bronx. Well, uh, you know where Yankee Stadium is. Do you wanna go?”, he asked.

“Like a date? With you? Of course! That’s so awesome, I’ve always wanted to go to a game!”, she said.

“Really, you’ve never been to one?”, he asked, a smile on his face.

They started walking out of the class and into the almost empty halls together.

“No, but it’s going to be so much fun! You have to wear a Yankees shirt! I’ll wear my Red Sox shirt!”, she said.

“Uh, I don’t like the Yankees. I’m more of a Mets fan.”, he said, brushing the back of his neck.

She stopped in her tracks and stared at him in a humorous rage.

“What? Is there something on my face?”, Peter said as he started wiping his cheek and staring at his hand to see if he wiped something off.

She pushed his hand back to his side.

“You judge me for rooting Boston, but you’re secretly a Mets boy? You’re incredible Peter.”, she said before she kissed him on the cheek.

She walked down the hallway towards her class, a wide smile on her face, completely amazed by her bravery.

Peter smiled, his feet frozen to the ground. Her kiss left an implant on his cheek and he ran to class bursting with joy.

“Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!”, Peter said as he ran into Tony’s lab. He gave Tony a hug and a kiss on both cheeks.

Bruce and Pepper laughed at Peter’s entrance.

“What’s got you?”, he asked as he watched Tony pull the teenager off of him.

“The tickets! I’m going to the game with her!”, he said to Bruce, still overwhelmed.

“Oh my god, Bruce! She’s so pretty! I honestly thought she was just going to take the tickets for her and a friend, but she assumed I was asking her on a date instead! How could something go so possibly wrong in a good way!”, he said as he collapsed into a desk chair.

“I think I’m gonna barf.”, said Tony.

“I think it’s romantic.”, Pepper said as she leaned onto his shoulder from behind his seat, and Tony sighed.

I’m Actually a Red Sox Fan Masterlist

The amazing people from the Team Sterek and McLahey  [ yeah we don’t like Scisaac that much] on facebook asked me for a rec of the trope:  Stiles Stilinski Has a Big Dick. I blame this gifset and also Dylan’s behaviour. Enjoy!

I wanna take a ride on your  Sheepnamedpig 21k -  Stiles is…endowed. Derek…likes it.

Or the fic where everyone tries to warn Derek about Stiles dick but Derek doesn’t really want to hear it, and when he finally gets his hands on it [ and his everything else] he can’t really function right.

swallow me down raw, like you mean it  bleep0bleep 7k -  Derek isn’t quite sure what to do, but he can’t look away from the way Stiles’ mouth moves while he talks, and then Stiles’ shirt rides up a little with a particular wild gesture, revealing an expanse of pale skin. The comment I have these in red reverberates in his mind, and now Derek is frozen, imagining the man before him clad in nothing but a pair of lacy red panties.

So many of my kinks, big dick Stiles, they both wearing panties, rimming, bottom!Derek, amazing smut!

i don’t believe in fairy tales (but i believe in you and me)  callunavulgari 3k -  Derek scrolls to the next picture. Stops. Blinks. For a moment, they just freeze. He can see Stiles’ hand hesitating just next to his out of the corner of his eye, stopped mid-air, like he was reaching to take the phone back. Stiles’ heart is loud — so fucking loud — in the quiet of the loft, drowning out Derek’s own heartbeat and the many varied sounds coming in through the cracked window.

“So,” Stiles says, voice wobbly and pitched high in what’s probably mortification. “That’s my penis.”

Seriously I’m such a slut for cockslut Derek, Size queen Derek and unabashedly bottom Derek. Ugh perfection.

Sugar Daddy?    EloquentSavage 8k - Busy, attractive, professional male seeks male artist, musician, or college student for mutually beneficial live-in arrangement. Compensation fair and generous. Must be intelligent, enlightened, quiet, and useful.Stiles meets the ad’s requirements, easily, but is he crazy enough to answer it? Is Derek crazy enough to follow through?orPrompt fill porn with just a little plot. Cute, funny ending, a tiny bit of angst.

I love craighlist fics, everything can go wrong and at least in the fic it doesn’t. Also, really sexy and cute.

No Glove, No Love? -  Trenchcoat Hunter (Reedt) 1k-  “These are too small for me.”
“Too SMALL?!”

I have to say that the first time I saw this I laughed, a lot. Scratch that I’m still laughing, it’s very sexy thought.

+2

Get Lucky  Sexonfire24 2k There are two things about Derek Hale that you should know.
Thing one is that there a lot of things about Derek that people just assume.
The second one is that he has like, no luck.

Shamelless self promotion because why not? Maybe I’ll write the smut part of it *wink wink, nudge, nudge*

And this ficlet by the amazing bistiles, seriously everything Ali’s write is amazebals go read it.