Just Like This | T.h.

Just like this | t.h.

Pairing: Friends to Lovers!AU Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You’re his best friend, and he’s been in love with you for the last 3 years. Harrison finally convinces Tom to do something about it.

Warnings: masturbation and some good soft smut! 

A/N: I decided I want to write some softness so here it is! Clearly my mind is in the gutter more often than not considering how long I’ve been trying to finish this. 

Word Count: 4.5k

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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.”

them <3

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

(sam’s version || insp.)

Steve Rogers in The Avengers (2012)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

summary: it’s time for tony to get married in london. but after y/n is insulted by a guest, she seeks comfort in a close friend, peter parker.

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based off the friends episode, The One With Ross’ Wedding: Part 2.

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

warnings: none really, fluff? basically just a friends episode!

word count:

please don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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tony stark’s wedding day.

a day many thought would never come. but boy did tony prove them wrong when he met ms pepper potts.

leaving for london was stressful, attempting to pass the news reporters who were trying to get an inside look on the wedding plans proved to be harder than everyone thought. after sam and bucky flipping all press off, they seemed to finally back away.

entering london was amazing, the chill evening breeze sent most into a frenzy, clearly unprepared for classic british weather.

wearing a suitable red dress, you walked behind your father and soon-to-be mother in law, into the venue for the rehearsal dinner.

as guests started flooding in, you became more uncomfortable with the situation. being at your fathers wedding as a 17 year old? wouldn’t say it was a delight being bombarded with questions on whether you have found your ‘true love’.

looking to the right, you saw steve and natasha come in with arms linked.

your father and pepper greeted them with hugs and warm welcome, you doing the same. natasha adored you really, you always prided yourself at the fact that you were the favourite avenger of the former assassin.

“oh sorry we’re late!” natasha apologised instantly. everyone shrugging her excuse off politely.

though she continued, “my fault, i insisted on riding the tube.”

steve gasped, hands covering your ears as an instinct. “nat, the kids!” he whisper yelled.

tony looked at you with an unimpressed face with pepper laughing into his shoulder.

“steve, that’s what they call the subway.” natasha sighed, sending you a apologetic look.

steve slowly removed his hands from your ears, his stiff posture softening.

“oh, i thought...” he continued.

“steve, steve, we got it, we got it.” you sighed before he could continue explaining a visual you would rather not imagine.

you all stood there, bathing in an uncomfortable silence and they all unintentionally had the thought running through their mind.

natasha cut off the awkward silence, “you guys really went full out for this wedding didnt you!” she exclaimed, eyes roaming the clearly expensive venue.

“of course we did!” tony was quick to answer, “i’m a stark, what else do you expect? besides, this may be the only wedding we get to throw!” he laughed, rubbing your forearm and his joke was directed to you.

your smile turning into a scowl, “a joke that’s funny in all countries!” you said, taking on the sarcastic acts of your father.

over to ned and peter, they were both hovering at a doorframe near where you had just been previously.

peter had asked ned to go with him, the boy barely knew anyone here. but did he care? no! he was at an avengers wedding for crying out loud! but the hopeless romantic was missing his girlfriend, his juliet to his romeo, his true love, his- yeah he missed betty.

“sir?” a waiter informed the two of them of his presence.

ned, noticing the plate of food he was holding, couldn’t help but inspect.

“what’s in it?” he questioned.

“goat cheese, watercress and pancetta.” the waited responding like he had been told the information at birth.

peters eyebrows raised at the amount of flavours tony had requested. well he wasn’t surprised, come on tony’s a billionaire, he’d spend all the wedding money on the food if he could.

ned looked at the food and back up at the waiter, a permanent frown resting on his face.

“thats not food!” he shook his head slowly.

watching the waiter pass him, he muttered “no, i don’t, no...”

peter sent the waiter an apologetic look as if he was insulted by his best friends words.

ned hit his best friend on the arm, gaining his attention back on him rather than the grooms daughter.

“everything’s different here!” he whined.

“i want to go home!” ned insisted, throwing his arms around.

peter shook his head, however ned continued. “i-i miss my family, i miss the school, don’t, don’t question why i miss that!”

“i cant even remember what betty looks like!” he cried like he was in mortal danger.

peter let out a big sigh, “ned, it’s been three days.”

“okay, you’re just a little homesick. okay, would you just try to relax and just... just enjoy yourself” peter knew how much this day meant for tony, the guy wouldn’t stop ranting to the poor kid about it.

ned squinted his eyes, pointing a finger a peters face. “you’re different here too.”

peter leaned back while pulling a face as if he had just been accused of being spiderman. like, who thinks of that!

“you’re mean in england.”

ned stormed off as peter held his hands up in defence. he really couldn’t mess this day up for mr stark being best man and all.

he set himself a few rules before coming on the trip:

1) try to memorise your toast off by heart, and add funny jokes!!

2) try not to get too drunk so you dance around in your spiderman suit

3) try your best at holding a conversation, don’t make it awkward... basically don’t act weird peter?

4) try your hardest at not staring at y/n that night because mr stark will literally kill you

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standing up, peter got ready to make his toast.

all eyes turned to him, well that didn’t help his stress. you looked next to you as peter stood up, sending him a ‘good luck’ smile.

as soon as peter saw that smile, he forgot his whole speech. time to improvise.

“um, i’d like to toast to mr st- tony and pepper,” he began stuttering.

“of course my big toast will be tomorrow at the wedding so this is kind of my little toast, or melba toast if you will.” he paused for a laugh.

no one laughed. everyone just looked at each other questioning what he meant. you had to restrain yourself from cringing already.

with peters smirk falling, he cleared his throat ready to continue.

“okay. i’ve known tony for a not-so-long time.. well long time for me. not really long for him because he’s in his- you know what i’m going to move on.” he corrected himself.

“actually, i knew him when he was going out with that woman and i thought things were really going to work out for them until the day he overinflated her.” peter let out a forced laugh, trying to get the audience to laugh with him, not at him.

peters gaze went to you to see your head in your hands, clearly cringing at him.

suddenly feeling embarrassed, he let out a strained “oh, dear god.”

“and i’m sure we are all very excited that tony and pepper are getting married at montgomery hall. i mean to think, my friend.. you’re my friend right mr stark?” the poor boy whisper to the uncomfortable adult who had to witness the kid he called an avenger embarrass himself like this.

tony quickly nodded, letting peter go back to his speech “ my friend getting married in monty hall.”

the silence was suffocating everyone in the room.

peter was now aggravated, “oh come on. monty hall? let’s make a deal! come on you people!”

you had to literally dodge his flailing arms he expressed while yelling at all the poor guest. you would definitely have to apologise to tony about this later.

“all right, forget it! congratulations tony and pepper.” he sulked, falling back into his seat.

rule number one AND three failed.

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you and peter were sat close together, you sat upright while he had his head in one hand, hiding from everyone he had just embarrassed himself in front of.

“i was laughing” you tried to convince him.

“out loud?” he whined, although finding your attempts to make him feel better sweet.

letting out a deep sigh, “well i didn’t want everyone to think i was stupid!”

peter chuckled at your response, lifting his head to look at you. you gave him a comforting smile, him returning the gesture.

“so how you doing?” he said trying to move the subject off of him.

looking back at your father, you shook your head “my fathers driving me crazy. but he’s getting married. i’m happy!”

removing your gaze off your father, you faced peter to see that he had been looking at you the whole time.

“i’m not going to let anything spoil that” you smiled.

hearing footsteps behind you, your body turned the direction you thought it came in. you were met with a tall blonde girl, dress bunched up at the thighs, clearly drunk off her ass.

stumbling into the seat next to you, the girl slurred “i just wanted to say that tony is a wonderful man.”

pointing to peter, you responded “thanks? we like him.”

her face turned into a realisation, “my god. you were clearly an accident with one of his hook ups!”

laughing loudly, she patted you on the shoulder “don’t blame the mother for handing you over!”

your face fell, pushing the intoxicated girl off your arm lightly, you faced peter to see him with an also uncomfortable expression.

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it wasn’t a surprise you found yourself at the drinks section.

peter followed you helplessly, trying to get the words of that nasty woman out of your head.

“she was hammered okay, there’s no way someone would give you up like that.” peter practically begged you to forget the nonsense you had just heard.

“then why would she say it?” you complained, grabbing another bottle to down like the previous.

“because she’s insane, okay! she came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in titanic!” he exclaimed, although none of this was making you feel better.

shaking your head, you turned away from peter “oh, my fathers right. i’m never gunna get married.”

peter scoffed immediately, “you know what? that is... who wouldn’t want you?”

oh that’s rule number 4 broken. way to go peter!

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tony sprinted into peters room, yelling unknown words that would definitely annoy the neighbours.

pushing peters door open, tony screamed at the top of his lungs “i’m getting married today! whoo- hoo!”

the loud noise startled peter, pulling the covers up his bare chest even more.

“morning mr stark” he matched tony’s noise level.

“i’m getting married today!”

“yeah you are!”

“whoo-hoo!”

tony cheerfully skipped out peters room and headed for steve and natasha’s room to do the same to them.

once the door shut, your head came out from under the covers, with messed up hair and the clothes you had on from last night, on the floor.

“do you think he knew i was here?”

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there will be a part two!!