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Married Couple - Stiles Stilinski

Could I have a Stiles fluff? It would during school and stiles asks the reader “do you think we’d ever get married?” and the reader gets red bc like the whole pack is there during lunch and then stiles coninues to ask things like, “are having kids” or how kany dogs do we want". Btw Stiles and the reader aren’t dating. He asks bc almost everyone has someone so it would make sense that they start to date bc of how cloes they are. Thanks. I love your work so much 💞💞💞

request: suppperrrrr flirty imagine with best friend!stiles with prompts 5, 15, 2! like you guys like each other and kinda know the feelings are mutual but haven’t acted on them so you’ve amped up the flirting and maybe finally kiss???

Prompts: (5) “Is that my shirt?” (15) “Take that off.” (2) “Come here and get it then.”

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Word Count: 698

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“Take that off.”

Giggling to himself, Stiles clasped onto the hat he’d stolen from you, holding it to his head to further tease you. You, who sat beside him at the lunch table, grumbled to yourself, desperately reaching out for the article of clothing. 

“Come here and get it then,” Stiles taunted, smirking down at you. Oblivious to the eyes that watched you, you set both your hands before you, pushing yourself up as you leaned over Stiles, grabbing the hat off his head and holding it close to your chest. With a pout, you sat back down, frowning.

“I was just teasing you,” Stiles grinned, poking you in the cheek. You swatted his hand away, half-heartedly glaring at him as you set the hat back on your own head.

“I don’t care,” you grumbled, “you’re annoying.”

Stiles only laughed at your insult, fulling away that you didn’t mean it. With a wide grin, he turned back to his lunch, pausing when he caught the many pairs of eyes on him. You seemed to notice at the same time, and slowly glancing at one another, you frowned. “What?” Stiles asked, raising a brow.

“You two are like a married couple,” Lydia rolled her eyes.

Flushing, your lips parted in bafflement. “We-We are not!”

“Uh, yes, you are,” Malia grinned, mimicking Lydia and rolling her eyes. Taking a bite of her sandwich, she shook her head. “Deny it all you want, but we all know it’s true. You two act like a married couple.”

“Scott?” You questioned, turning to the alpha. He glanced at both you and Stiles, before shrugging apologetically.

“You kind of do…”

Blushing madly, you glanced over at Stiles, panicked. “Stiles?” You called, pulling his gaze on you. “Do you hear this?”

He nodded, “that actually reminds me.” He begun, puzzling you. “Do you think we’d ever get married?”

Sputtering, you reared back, genuine shock flooding you. “Wh-What?” You exclaimed, feeling your cheeks grow even hotter, if that was possible. You didn’t glare glance in the direction of the rest of the pack, afraid of what they’d say if you did. Instead, you kept your eyes on Stiles, promptly baffled. “Stiles-”

“How many dogs would we have?” He asked, as if you hadn’t reacted the way you had. “Or would we have cats? How many? What about kids?” Pausing, he turned to you, meeting your eyes. “Are we having kids?”

“Stiles,” you mumbled, horrified and extremely embarrassed. “We aren’t even dating.”

Finally Stiles stopped, pausing. His eyes trailed from your own, downwards and then he frowned. “I assumed we were.”

“What?” Lyda asked, eyes bulging. “You two are dating and you didn’t tell us!”

“No!” You bellowed, “woah, no! I… I didn’t even know we were dating.” Narrowing your eyes, you turned to Stiles. “What the hell are you even going on about, Stiles? When did we start dating?”

Stiles narrowed his eyes, as if in thought and then he shrugged. “We are so close, I just sort of assumed we were.”

“He has a point,” Malia shrugged, to which you glared at her.

“Stiles, normally… if people are dating, both members of the party have to be aware. Which I was not.” You pointed at yourself, cheeks still flushed.

“Is that my shirt?” Stiles suddenly asked, baffling you further. Glancing down at yourself, you pulled at the hem of your shirt, glancing down at yourself. Sure enough, you were wearing Stiles’s shirt. “That is my shirt. See? You wear my clothes, we bicker like a married couple, that means we’re dating.”

Huffing, you crossed your arms over your chest. “We’re not dating. Not if you can’t even properly ask me out.”

“Okay,” Stiles shrugged, “will you go out with me?”

You felt your jaw quite literally drop. The rest seemed just as surprised at Stiles’s sudden boldness, but even as you just stared at him, you couldn’t help but feel a smile grow on your lips.

“Sure,” you mumbled, turning away from him. Stiles grinned, thoroughly amused by how embarrassed you were. Slowly, he turned back to his own food, but not without slipping his hand into yours under the table.

“See?” Lydia spoke, “married couple.”

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summary: being a 16 year old boy is hard enough, but being the friendly neighbourhood spiderman on top of all this is even harder. all peter wants is a cuddle from his girl.

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peter parker x fem!reader

warnings: little sad peter :( and fluff!

word count: 400+

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he felt like he was drained of energy.

constantly being fought by criminals left and right normally would have a negative effect on someone.

not only was peter getting his ass kicked every hour of the day, he was failing most tests. the ones he wasn’t failing were the ones you voluntarily did for him.

peter doesn’t know what he would be doing right now if you weren’t here. if you weren’t there to wrap him up in your arms after everything. if you weren’t there to share a playlist together on the way to school. you meant more than he showed to you.

you knew being in a relationship with a superhero meant you were restricted to what normal couples could do. you weren’t allowed to see him everyday, hell, you didn’t see him for a whole three months once!

you just wanted to give your peter a hug and never let go.

a soft tap on your window pulled you away from the test peter had tomorrow, and speak of the devil, there was your boyfriend in all his glory sat on your windowsill.

pushing you chair away from the desk, your fluffy socks padded the floor with each step you took towards the love of your life. arriving at the designated area, you lifted up your window, not ready for the boy to put his entire weight onto you.

you stumbled back with the unexpected weight, quickly wrapping your arms around his torso. “peter?” you whispered into his ear.

the boy only shook his head, finding home in the crook of your neck and his arms secure around your waist. his hands were grabbing into your pyjama top, gripping what he could as if he was savouring your touch like it was the last time.

he body language explained everything. you understood completely and walked your way towards your bed, fluffing up peters favourite pillow as he stripped off his torn suit.

leaving him in his boxers, the boy turned his back to you as you hugged his fragile body from behind. stroking small circles on his pale skin, letting him know that everything was okay and that you were right here.

our poor boy just wants his cuddles.

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THIS IS WHY IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

# going into friday like…

them <3

Scott, you’re my best friend. Okay? And I need you.

kiss,marry,kill

| pairings: tom holland x actress!reader

| summary: an interview with tom and his fellow cast members in a game of kiss,marry,kill, his favourite actress seems to reach back to him.

| word count: 846

| warnings: fluff, light angst? very few swear words.

| A/N: my requests are opened so go and check that out! i hope besties like this one <3

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“ hey everyone! I’m tom holland! ” he throws his hands in the air enthusiastically.

“ and i’m zendaya! ” she smiles widely her arms gesturing for jacob to go next.

“ and i’m the one and only jacob batalon! unless there’s another jacob balton that i somehow don’t know about.. that would be very cool.” he says excitedly.

“ and today we’re playing the very famous game kiss,marry,kill! ” a rising smile forms on zendaya’s face as she finishes her sentence.

“ okay let’s go like in a little line so- tom will go first and then zendaya and then me. ” jacob says while the boy and girl both nod there head.

zendaya sat up and started to think of names “ okay! i’ll ask. tom, kiss,marry,kill, y/n l/n, me and nina dobrev. ”

he doesn’t even hesitate and says “ marry y/n l/n, she’s an amazing actress and has been my favourite actress for years now, and kiss y/n l/n and kill you and Nina. ” he laughs.

“ what?! that’s not how the game works, sounds like you have a little crush, Tommy. ” jacob laughs as he batts his eyelashes staring at tom with puppy dog eyes.

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

after the interview your Twitter,Instagram and TikTok are going off non-stop. you finally decide to see what’s up when you check Twitter and see :

Tom Holland admits in a game of kiss,marry,kill that he would in fact marry and kiss the beautiful actress Y/n L/n.

Fans going crazy after Tom Holland says Y/n L/n is his favourite actress.

What we know is that Y/n L/n is Tom Holland’s favourite actress and celebrity crush.

Does Y/n L/n feel the same way of our beloved Tom Holland?

Is Y/n L/n in a secret relationship with Tom Holland that the media does not know about?

you start to panic as you quickly get out of Twitter and go to Instagram and see a bunch of dm’s from your friends and family. you stare at the dm’s wondering if you should go and message tom.

you decide just to take the chance and message him.

“ that’s gonna be so embarrassing if he doesn’t respond.. ” you think shutting off your phone and getting up.

two hours pass and you check your phone and see a unread message from tom one minute ago.

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after you responded tom immediately facetimed jacob to let him know what happened “ jacob! i just did the worst but best thing ever! ”

“ what did you do now?! ” he rolled his eyes.

“ i messaged y/n l/n back but i meant to text it to you and it was like basically me saying “ oh should i ask y/n l/n out and will she think I’m weird. ” and all that and she responded saying she would love to go out with me and to let her know the time and date. ” he yelled his face turning red either from embarrassment or happiness.

“ wait a minute, y/n l/n messaged you first? oh shit does that mean she saw the interview? ” Jacob gasped.

“ duh! ” he rolled his eyes

“ um, well she wants to go on a date with you! so say the time and place like she asked, man. ” jacob explained.

“ okay- but where should we go? like the movies is a very basic date and dinner is also basic, maybe like a picnic? that’s cute. ” he put his hand under his chin and began to think of ideas.

“ okay so get a pencil and paper and just write cute date ideas and then text her the place, date and time and boom! you for yourself a date tommy boy. ” jacob exclaims

“ okay thanks jacob, i got to go bye! ” he waved his hand at him.

“ byeee! ” he waved as the call ended.

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one year passed and you and tom are at an interview.

“ hi! I’m y/n l/n! ” you smiled widely.

“ and i’m tom holland! ” he smiles looking at you.

“ today we’re going to be answering questions from this magestic bowl right here. ” you hold up the bowl and do a weird hand gesture with it, you take out the first paper and read aloud.

" how did you and tom holland start dating? ah, this is a very funny question.. “ you laughed and looked at tom.

“ well, he was in a interview at this exact place with zendaya and Jacob and they were playing a game of kiss,marry,kill and basically picked me for marrying and kissing, it went viral and we messaged each other, went out on a lovely picnic date and yada yada yada, you know what happened. ” you smiled and winked at the camera.

“ this next one is for me, do you ever actually think of marry y/n l/n? i mean.. i said i would in that interview so i plan to eventually.” he smiled.

“ aww, tommy! do you actually mean that? ” you question.

“ of course, darling! ” he laughs. “ onto the next question! ”

and the rest is history..

sticky situations

peter parker oneshot

peter x stark!reader

fluff

tony knew something was off the minute he stepped into the compound.

call it a father’s intuition or whatever, but he had a bad feeling, especially since he knew you were there all alone.

or at least, you were supposed to be.

the other avengers had told him not to worry, they told him that you were a good kid and that there was no way you’d do anything you weren’t supposed to.

they told tony that he had nothing to worry about. but tony knew better.

he knew that you were a teenager and above all you were a stark. those two combined meant that you didn’t give damn what your parents had to say.

tony sure didn’t, and with you being his daughter there was a high chance you were doing exactly what he told you not to do.

tony disabled his suit and marched straight to your room. he didn’t even bother checking with the team first or even going to the medical room.

nope.

he went straight to level nine, the floor that y/n stark’s room was located on.

the heavy metal of his suit clanged against the expensive floors as he stomped all the way to your door, and there tony began to hear grunting emit from your room, and a voice that didn’t belong to you.

tony pursed his lips.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y,” he began, his breathing getting shallow as he spotted a shirt that no doubt belong to you. “whose in there with my daughter?”

“sir, it appears that peter parker is currently with miss stark,” the ai confirmed tony’s fears and he snapped.

bursting into your room, tony had his angry face on and voice ready to start yelling at you both so loud that thor would’ve heard him from asgard.

he had everything prepared, but that all faulted the minute he laid eyes on you and peter.

“what the—”

almost immediately, tony’s mood went from angry, to confused and then to straight up disgusted as he watched peter parker frantically fly away from his daughter’s body.

“dad!” you yelped and peter quickly leaped away from you and stared at your father with mortified eyes, “what are you doing home so early? i thought you were on a mission!”

since you thought you were gonna have the weekend to yourselves, you invited Peter over and the two of you decided to mess around a bit.

peter thought it would be fun to tie you up, but forgot that the webs didn’t dissolve until two hours later.

this was only thing that could have made this situation worse for you and peter. your dad, showing up in the middle of peter trying to untie you from his webs that were restraining your wrists to the bed post.

tony didn’t know whether to laugh or throw up as he stared.

“mr. stark! i promise it’s not what it looks like,” peter panicked but tony held up his hand.

“kid …” the tiredness was evident in his voice, “i don’t want to hear it.”

tony rubbed his temples and sighed.

“but!-”

“dad i swear we weren’t!-”

“nope. don’t wanna hear it. i don’t care. do you hear that? don’t care. nope. nope. ugh,” tony shuttered, not even wanting to think about what he just witnessed.

“nope. i’m gonna shut my eyes and pretended i never saw this. no surrie,” one would have thought tony stark was a track star instead of a scientist from how fast he bolted out of that room.

the image of you tied up was burned into his mind, and he quickly called on F.R.I.D.A.Y for help.

“yes boss? do you want me to alert the bartender of your arrival?” the ai was quick to a solution.

tony glanced back at your door.

“no actually…could you please send a message out to thor? i think i’m gonna need something stronger than bourbon,” tony winced.

“alerting mr. odinson, mr. stark,” the ai said.

tony let out a breath.

“and tell him to hurry, will you F.R.I.D.A.Y?” he said. and then, rubbing a hand over his face he looked to the sky and said, “god, i am too old for this.”