Tomsparkyr - TOMSPARKYR

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

summary: peter and y/n just want some time alone, but with avengers left and right, this seems to be a struggle for the teens.

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

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

warnings: basically they are trying to find a place to have sex? embarrassment (but when is there not), and fluff!

part one, part two.

word count: 1.5K +

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

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the wedding was truly beautiful.

seeing your father marry the woman he would brag about to you the second he got home from their date, brought a few tears to your eyes.

but now it was your favourite part of the day, the food.

the after party was in swing, guests dancing with one and other and the usual bucky and sam arguing in the background.

you felt a hand tug you away from your meal. unimpressed, you turned around to be faced with your favourite brunette.

he was scratching the back of his head while walking closer to you, “hey..” he started off.

you repeated his words, looking around you to see if anyone was watching this encounter happening. because if they were, they could easily read your faces and instantly know what happened last night.

“oh, wow, i hope you don’t take this the wrong way but.” your heart dropped at his words, already knowing what he was about to say.

“i know we had plans to meet up tonight, and..” he scoffed at himself, but he knew this what he had to do for everything to go back to normal.

“ah, i’m just, i’m kind of worried about what it might do to our friendship.”

nodding your head slowly, you agreed to the boy in front of you. both of you had clearly shown you were ashamed of what you had previously done over this day. “i know” you said quietly.

“how could we have let this happen?” you looked up to him.

“seven times!” he growled, you doing the same.

with your stark brain, you came up with an excuse that you benefit both of you. “well, you know, look. we were away.”

peter smirked at you and your ways, “in a foreign, romantic country.” he winked.

giving him the utensils you were just using to scoop up your food onto the plate, you said “i blame london” while shrugging your shoulders.

peter whacked the food with the utensil you just gave him, yelling “bad london!”

most guests looked over at the two of you, wondering why in hell peter had just hit the mashed potatoes.

“so, look, um while we’re still in london,” you mentioned. “i mean, we can keep doing it right?”

peter was ecstatic with your thought, “well, i don’t see that we have a choice!” he nodded over enthusiastically.

walking around you, he leaned towards the other row of food stacked on the table. still holding his conversation with you, “but when we are back, we don’t do it.” you raised your eyebrows, nodding in his direction, “only here.”

neither of you spoke for a moment, both processing your words. wondering, did you really want to stop this when you got back?

“you know, i saw a wine cellar downstairs…” he whispered in your ear, trying to ignore the odd looks from natasha who was staring down the young avengers.

“meet you there in two minutes.”

“kay!” peter threw his plate into the food, skipping joyfully out of the room.

the black widow made her way over to you, as you frantically checked your appearance for the boy waiting downstairs for you.

you felt nat tap you on the back, turning around quickly, you were met with the classic smirk plastered on her face.

“i gotta ask you a question.” she inquired.

“now?” you spoke quickly, wishing to waste no time without being wrapped up in peters arms.

“you know, there are a lot of handsome guys here, don’t you think?” she winked, wanting to investigate this sudden change in dynamic with the spider boy.

you gulped, “really? wow i, i didn’t notice!” you coughed. of course you didn’t look at the other people here, you had the one you wanted waiting for you right now.

you didn’t listen to natasha’s words after yours, you were too busy trying to fix the dress you had on, trying to show off your best features.

noticing nat was still talking, you gripped her shoulders “nat, i cant listen right now i’m sorry! i need to go to the toilet, bye!” you rushed off, leaving the romanoff to only look further into the investigation with you and peter.

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after waiting in the wine cellar for a total 30 minutes, you got frustrated and returned to where you previously were.

you were surprised to see peter back at the table off food considering he was the one that suggested to go down there in the first place.

“where were you? we were supposed to meet in the wine cellar?” you ran up to the boy, hovering by his side.

“forget it. that’s off.” he responded in a monotone voice, frustrated too.

“why?” you asked almost desperately, you wanted him and now her doesn’t want you?

“the next tour of the wine cellar will commence in two mi- i- inutes..” you heard a extremely drinker thor yell right in your ear from behind you.

all your worries of peter not wanting you were washed out after the drunken asgardain’s laughter filled the hall, peter smiling at you in the process.

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walking down the hall to your room, you and peter were holding hands while discussing all the things you could do.

“look in the middle of everything, if i scream the word ‘yippee’ just ignore me.” he spoke like is was dead serious, you laughing at his antics.

you unlocked your door to your room you were staying in for the mean time, peters handing hot on your back, begging for you already.

the last person you expected to see sat on your bed was sam wilson.

you and peter let out the most comical gasps someone possibly could, “oh my god, sam. hi!”

“oh hello, sam” peter coughed awkwardly.

“y/n.” he said sternly, no joke, your heart stopped.

“nat told me your were sleeping with someone.” he said crossing his arms while staring you down.

your eyes widened as peter choked on his own spit.

“w-what?” you whispered, wondering how in the hell she figured this out, and told sam!

“she noticed you sneaking out, at first i thought you were sleeping with bucky-“

peters jaw clenched, “not bucky.” her swallowed.

“i know it wasn’t bucky, spider boy. that old man hasn’t left my side and there’s no way he would be able to score you!” he pointed at you, while squinting his eyes at peter.

you didn’t exactly know what to say. as normal, an awkward silence flooded the room.

“so, y/n, who is this lucky man?” he jumped up and down, clapping his hands together ready for the answer.

you instantly shook your head, “no, no! i’m not sleeping with anyone right now!”

sam hit his hands on the bedside table, “damn it! should have never trusted that red head!” he scoffed.

suddenly the phone rang, it was bucky asking where sam was ironically. while sam was preoccupied with the former winter soldier, you and peter snuck out the room.

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hey new readers 09/01/22!!

i’m picking this series back up soon and it is NOT discontinued, see you soon <3

hey! if possible, could i be tagged in the one with tony's wedding please? thank you! i mean, if you do have a taglist ig

yeah of course you can!! the new part should be out soon i hope <33

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.”

THIS IS WHY IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

# going into friday like…

Bucky : Why are you naked?

Steve : I don't have clothes.

Bucky : *Opens closet* You have shirts, pants, jackets, hi Y/N, socks...

Steve Rogers in The Avengers (2012)