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Remarkable student | Peter Parker x reader drabble

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Summary: Peter’s writing math exam when his sense tingled. What will he do?

Words: 693

Peter Parker was about passing his exam.

Sitting in the classroom, he was reading the content of the task from mathematics. He was perfectly prepared to this exam, Pater has learnt a lot for last few weeks, just to score a good grade.

Everything was going by his predictions, by the time.

When he felt familiar tingle in his stomach, he realized within second something was going wrong nearby.

Shyly, Peter raised his hand up in the air asking if he can leave to bathroom. His teacher threw him a suspicious glance but agreed letting him leave.

Peter went out of the room and looked around checking if he was alone. When he made sure it was like this, he ran straight to emergency exit and sneaked out of the building.

His spider-sense led him straight into school’s backyard.

Peter found out that three overgrown guys were bullying you, a younger girl from his school and it drove him mad. He good knew how it’s when you’re too weak to say ‘no’ when others are torment you both mentally and physically.

“Hey! You!” He yelled running toward them. “Leave her alone, assholes!”

One of the ruffians looked at them laughing.

“Go away, kiddo. We have some serious stuff here. Go back to the sandpit!”

It didn’t make any impression on Peter. Tony Stark has learnt him to not give up, even when the case seems to be tough.

“I said LET HER GO.” Peter repeated firmly getting ready to attack.

“Are you deaf?!” Guy rushed toward Peter ordering his men to keep you in the place.

He swung the blow into Peter’s stomach, but Parker used his quick reflex to avoid it.

Peter grabbed man by his arms and made a flip above his back pulling him behind, so man was pinned down to the ground.

Peter put his foot on man’s chest.

“Don’t ever again try to bully anyone.”

The two men who were standing behind you rushed toward Peter to help their friend.

“You’re dead!” One of the yelled jumping on Peter.

Young man made a jink crouching, and undercut the legs of the man sending him straight on the ground.

“What the hell!?” third dude blinked stopping in the place and taking step back. “Who the hell are you!?”

“Your worst nightmare!” Peter smiled wryly.

Guys got up quickly and ran away leaving Peter with you.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Parker asked approaching you and reaching hand to you.

“Thank you” you grabbed offered hand and rose from the sidewalk. “Thank you. They bully me since a while. And I’ve never done anything to them” you explained shortly sighing.

“I bet you haven’t” Peter nodded raising your backpack and handling it to you. “Go home and rest. And don’t worry. I know a remarkable person who will kick their asses more if they will not leave you alone” he winked at you.

You took backpack and said bye to Peter, then you quickly left in the direction of bus stop.

But you stopped after few steps.

“Thank you for saving me” you smiled at him smoothing your shirt.

He smiled at you too nodding.

Peter looked at a watch on his wrist and ran back to the school building. He had still 7 minutes to pass his exam.

He got to the classroom and took his place coming back to solving tasks.

Few minutes later the bell rang declaring the end of the lesson. Peter sighed and rose from his chair with test in his hand, like others he came to teacher’s desk and put the piece of paper down hoping he had enough time to solve everything correctly.

A week later his teacher was about gave tests back.

“This one you all have left me down. Exam went pretty petty” professor sighed sadly slowly approaching Parker’s desk and putting his exam on the counter. “But you, Peter… Once again you have surprised me. A-”.

Peter smiled and thanked looking at the window. He was sure now that he can easily combine being a secretly hero with being an ordinary student. And he was sure Mr Stark will be proud.

Ok but they were literally my bi awakening

f r e n i m i e s

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 .𝟎𝟏

TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader [academic rivals??]

Summary → You and Peter never really liked each other, you were the preppy honour roll student that knew everyone and he was the quiet overachiever that usually kept to himself.. What happens when the two of them are forced to work together.

Warnings → Mild swearing, awkwardness between reader and peter because ugh teenage crushes are always awkward. other than that its just your typical academic rivals story sorta.

Word Count → 1.7k+

A/N → I haven't written anything in over a year due to my own laziness and lack of motivation, I don't expect this to be perfect, but this is also my first time posting any of my work. Critcism is welcome! Happy reading <3

The day was passing by slower than usual, you didn't share any classes with your friends and couldn't hang out with them during your breaks because you were helping one of the teachers out with setting up the hall for the yearly play.

It was currently last period and you were exhausted, thinking you only had a another hour to endure until you could go home and sleep.

That is until He walked in.

Peter Parker.

You had forgot of his existence in your brief moment of peace, too bad all nice things come to an end.

There were at least 3 empty seats in class today, but he just had to take the one right next to you.

"[y/l/n]" He said, smirking at you, as if knowing he ruined your mood.

"Parker." You said in return, annoyence very clear in your tone. "You look greasy today, did you forget to shower?"

"Yes actually, thank you for noticing, who knew you paid such close attention to me."

"It's not that unoticable if you look shiny."

"Isn't that a good thing? You look shiny constantly."

"What? No I don't." Feeling somewhat self concious you pulled out your small pocket mirror to check. Of course he was lying.

"Wow, you really care about what I say."

"Shut up and do your work, Parker."

"Whatever you say, [y/l/n]."

Does he always have to get the last word in? Why is his voice so unbelievably annoying? How do you forget to shower? How does he still look so cute though? Ew no, he doesn't stop thinking that, he's gross and greasy and him and his charming stupid smile arent't gonna win today.

You snap back to reality when the teacher starts reading out names in pairs. Shit, you should have been listening.

"Peter Parker and [y/n] [y/l/n]."

H e h ?

"Looks like we're partners now [y/l/n]"

"Oh god no." You whisper to yourself, Peter clearly heard considering he had a shit eating grin on his face.

"So.. Partner, Whatcha feel like doing for the project?"

"I- ugh, I wasn't paying attention."

"Hmm? What was that?"

"I said I wasn't paying attention." I whisper yelled at him. something tells me he already knew, because that stupid smile stayed the same.

"Well that just means I have to come over to your house so we can discuss it."

"What why? We have like 40 minutes of the lesson left anyway."

"Too late, I already made up my mind."

"Parker, I'm serious, the rest of this lesson is probably to discuss our projects anyway."

"Oh well, you're clearly not paying attention, so might as well do it when we get to your place."

"Oh my lord, if you're so insistent on this why can't we just go to your place?"

"Oooh, you just wanna see where I sleep don't you? What a freak."

"No, I'm just not allowed boys over."

"O-oh."

"Yeah, o-oh."

"Well then I guess I could let you over to my place, just be warned I live with my aunt May so.."

"I just hope she's cooler than you."

•❀•

The rest of the lesson was unusually silent between you and Peter, usually there was some type of comment here and there, but for some reason he didn't say anything.

You knew you hadn't done anything wrong, but it sorta felt like it you had.

When the bell rang you quickly packed up and waited for Peter to do the same, but it seemed like he was taking his time.

"Can you hurry up?"

"Are you really that excited to come over?"

"No, I just want to get this over and done with."

"Right, sure you do."

He had finially picked up his stuff and walked out of the classroom without looking back to see if you were following.

You tried to catch up to him without bumping into anyone, continuously saying sorry, excuse me and pardon me until you finally caught up to him.

How does he walk so fast.

"Do you have to walk so fast?"

"Do you have to walk so slow?"

"I was not walking slow."

"Seems to me like you were."

"You're a child."

In response he just gave a cute annoying grin and grabbed your arm so you wouldn't fall behind again.

Blood rushed to your cheeks and your skin tingled where he was holding. You wanted to push his arm off but then again you didn't. Why? you didn't know.

•❀•

He didn't live super far away from the school, but far enough that it was about a 30 minute walk to his apartment. When you got there a voice instantly greeted Peter in a cheerful tone, not realising you were there yet.

She was faced away from the door, stirring a pot of sauce over the stove.

"Hey aunt May! How was your day?"

"Oh my day was just fine dear." She turned around with a bright smile on her face, her aura bright and welcoming. Her eyes shifted to me, her smile somehow growing wider.

"Hello, I'm [y/n]. It's lovely to meet you." You couldn't help but smile as you spoke, something about her just made you so unbelievably happy.

"Oh Peter's told me all about you dear." She walked up to you with her arms wide and hugged you.

Peter's talked about me?

You look over to Peter to see him cringing at the statement, but there's still a light tink of pink on his cheeks. "Okay aunt May, that's enough, we need to do our school work now, so if you could please stop holding her hostage, that'd be great."

"Holding me hostage? I'd much rather stay out here with May than go work on our project with you."

"Well too bad." He said while grabbing my arm and dragging you to his room.

"I'll be back for you May!"

She let out a hearty laugh and went back to cooking.

Once in Peters room he sat down on his bed and pulled out his school books, while you stood awkwardly near the door.

"You can sit down on my bed if you want, I also I a chair near my desk too." He said while looking up at you. Before you could answer though, he spoke again. "I'm gonna go for a quick shower, don't wanna be all greasy. I'll be right back."

And at that he sped out of the room to where you would assume the bathroom is.

I guess it wouldn't hurt to look around..

You set down your bag on his bed and glanced around the room, he had posters of various different franchises, his bed situated in in the corner near the window and the sheets ruffed and untidy from when he sad on it.

Near the door was his desk that had several books on string theory and quantum physics. Interesting. But tthere were also sheets that were filled with his writing on different formulars, you weren't exactly interesting in looking at chemisty equations so you moved your eyes elsewhere.

You noticed there was a book peeking out from under his bed, you picked it up to see there was no title, and its pages where quite thick.

You flicked through it, realising it was all pictures of random things, with a few words written underneath them, you kept skimming through until you saw a picture of yourself, and the words underneath read.

Looking at her is like looking at the sun, it hurts but it's just so beautiful to not look at. Knowing she'll never like me in the same way just means I can admire her beauty from afar.

Just as you were about to flip to another page, you heard the door open. "I told you I'd be quick." Peter walked in with a smile, his hair wet from the shower, and his clothes looked baggier and more comfy.

His smile dropped when he saw what you was holding, and it turned into a frown when he saw what page you were on. "Did nobody ever tell you not to snoop?"

"I'm sorry Peter, I didn't know what it was and when I realised I couldn't stop looking."

"It's not that you couldn't, you just didn't want to. How self centered to you have to be to look through peoples stuff thinking you can do what you want?"

His saddness quickly turned to anger, and rightfully so, you shouldn't have looked through his stuff.

"Peter I'm really sorry, truly."

"You are so spoiled to think I'd forgive you for this."

His voice raised a bit but not loud anout to alert aunt May.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, I'm just saying sorry, I can leave now if you want."

At that point he noticed how sad you looked, like you genuinely meant what you were saying. "No, no. It's fine, it's not that big of a deal, I shouldn't have gotten mad."

"But you did and that's totally fine. I shouldn't have looked through your stuff."

That's when you realised what exactly you had read, and blood rushed to your cheeks.

After a minute of silence, neither of you knowing what to say, you asked, "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"What you wrote."

"Yeah.. Does that bother you?" His eyes flickered down to the floor, as if waiting for you to say it does, that you don't like him.

"No, it doesn't. I just thought you hated me is all."

"How could anyone hate you, even when you're mean, you're nice."

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Oh."

"How do you feel about me?"

"I- I think I like you.."

"You think?"

"I don't know, I'd like to get to know you more."

"I think thats a great idea."

"Really?"

"I mean yeah, I didn't expect a love confession or anything, maybe just an agreement to a date."

"I can do that."

"So you'll go on a date with me?"

"Yeah, I will."

"Cool, cool, cool."

That's when he started smiling, "So, how long have you liked me?"

"I said I think I like you Parker, don't get it twisted."

"Right, right. That's why you agreed to go on a date with me."

"I can easily take it back."

"Yeah you could, but you don't want to."

hello, just wanted to tell you how wonderful your work is, keep it up and keep rocking :) I was wondering if you could do a yandere Peter Parker x reader oneshot where the reader has powers and she's completely badass? But she kinda has self esteem issues and thinks her feelings aren't important. I'm sorry if I made you sad TvT

I will try my best! And thank you so much for the compliments ♡

Silent Shadow. That’s what she was. At least that’s what it was before the Avengers came. She was a assassin for a group called Hydra. Hydra was all she knew and that’s all she thought there was for her. She was there strongest asset, she was even able to rake down the Winter Soldier. She had beaten every hydra agent in a fight and she had many skills. You’d think she would just run away since she was able to overthrow them but Hydra made sure she would have no one to go to outside of them so they killed her parents and took her. She was alone. At least that was until she grew a relationship with her partner. A platonic one. She thought she had no one.

Until the day they showed up.

“Cap, how’s it looking out there? Need Code Green?” Bruce said from inside the quinjet.

“No, I think we are good Bruce. Tony is taking out the rest alongside Thor. Guess this base wasn’t as important.” Cap replied through the coms. It was true. It was a pretty easy mission, that was until they went towards the cells.

Bucky Barnes alongside Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver got rid of every Hydra Agent in the cells. At least the thought they did until they reach the very end cell with a complex lock. Bucky nodded at Wanda and she quickly used her powers to undo the lock.

Once inside they see a girl. She looked around 16 years old. Bucky froze.

Another assassin.

He knew her.

He rushed to the cyrochamber and opened it to the dismay of the team. They didn’t need another Hydra Soldier to deal with but he was not going to leave her in there. Steve walked into the room and saw him opening the chamber.

“What are you doing Buck?”

“I’m getting her out of here.” He spoke leaving no room for arguments.

“What if she’s dangerous?”

“I know her. She was my partner. She never wanted this. She always fought.”

“How do you know she will still fight?”

“I don’t.”

and finally it was open and he grabbed her then made his way back to the quinjet. The team that didn’t go to the cells were already there.

Tony was the first to notice Barnes carrying a girl.

“What do you got there?”

“...” Bucky didn’t respond. He wouldn’t explain back at the compound. He just wanted her to wake up. He wanted his little sister back.

Back at the compound

Her senses slowly came back to her and she woke up to her hand resting in somebody’s. She opened her eyes and saw.... Bucky! She lightly shook his hand making him shoot up.

“Doe!”

(I thought Doe would be a cute nickname since it forms from the only name they know which is Shadow.)

“Snowy!” She said happily. She was free. She was with her older brother. Everything would be okay.

And it was. For awhile. They took a blood test from her and found out she was Tony’s missing sister who was taken after the car crash with her parents. Her name was Y/N but some still called her Shadow or Doe in Bucky case. She didn’t blame Bucky but he sure blamed himself but he wouldn’t let himself cut her out of his life because of guilt. She developed relationships with the team. Tony and Bucky were her protective older brothers, Steve, Bruce, Clint and Thor were like uncles. Natasha was her aunt. Pietro and Wanda were like siblings. Then there was the day she met Peter. She had finally worked back up her courage and bravery, not to mention her cunningness. She was herself again, just more confident than before the accident. She walked around in stride, almost matching up to Natasha. She would work on her powers with Wanda and then make sure to spend time with her family.

He had come over to the tower after hearing about the new person at the tower from Tony. He had invited Peter to come over and meet his sister, Peter being addicted to pleasing his idol said of course and made his way over.

He was of course expecting a older woman since he knew Tony’s parents had died many many years ago, he was not prepared to see her.

Peter made his way up the elevator of the expensive tower after telling Jarvis what floor he wanted to be on. The elevator opened and there the team was in all their glory sitting on the couch waiting for him and the other guest to be ready.

“Hello Man of spider!” Thor boomed loudly as Peter stepped out of the elevator. Peter waved shyly at Thor and the others followed with their hellos. After a little more waiting Tony was impatient and called his sister to come down.

“Alright, Alright I’m coming! I didn’t even take that long! It would take longer to say your full title thing you like to say about yourself. Isn’t Genius, Billionaire Playboy, Kiss ass?” She smirked as she walked into the room. Peters eyes widened.

She was Tony Stark’s sister?

“Who’s did you want me to meet?” She questioned her brother as she smiled at him cheekily after forgetting the name of the person for the billionth time.

Tony rolled his eyes but he couldn’t stay mad at the sister who came back miraculously from the dead.

“Peter meet Y/N my little sister and Y/N meet Peter Parker aka Spider-boy.” Tony introduced and Peter stepped forwards almost in a daze and held out his when to shake formally.

“Nice to meet you.” Y/N said cheekily as he continued staring. He lightly shook his head and blushed embarrassedly.

“Nice to meet you too.”

She was more confident now away from hydra and he liked her personality.

And it truly was because that was the day that started his obsession with the one and the only

Y/N Stark.

He always came over to the tower to hang out with her as they had grown to be friends but Peter wanted more. Sometimes he came over and stalked her outside of the windows. Peter had hacked the tower from the inside to not detect him as Spider Man on the outside of the tower. Whenever he was in her room he’d touch everything he could and he secretly undid the latch to her window. He snuck into her room every night just to watch her sleep, watching as her chest raised and called from her steady breathing . He took pictures of her whenever he spied and had a secret collection of them filling his closest. He had even entered the room when the other Avengers had decided to run to the store for groceries dressed in their typical jacket, sunglasses, and baseball hats disguises. He cuddled into her blankets and breathed in her scene as he held into her pillow.

He was undeniably in love with Y/N Stark.

And he wanted her to be his.

His plan was soon put into action. He knew her schedules, wasn’t too hard she was required to stay at home as it was too dangerous because of Hydra.

One day he just got lucky, the team had to go out on a mission and she was required to stay home but Tony didn’t want her by herself so he called his trusted intern, Peter Parker. He was asked to go over to the tower to keep Y/N company and he immediately said yes.

And the day started off as usual for Y/N. She woke up and had breakfast, then sat by the tv watching her favorite show Once Upon A Time. She always like watching it because the character Jefferson reminded her of Bucky. She was halfway into episode 16 when Peter arrived in the Elevator.

“Hey Peter!” She called from the couch. She didn’t even look at him. It made him slightly mad. He should be her one and only. Not the stupid tv show.

“Hey Y/N.” He replied after he got over his anger.

“What do you want to do?” She questioned looking at him with a eyebrow raised.

“There are so many things I’d like to do.” He thought to himself but restrained from saying.

“It’s up to you.” He replied shortly continuing to think through his plan. He was confident it would go right if he followed each direction.

They went to the gym and she began to work on her powers while Peter watched her intently. He needed to know her powers if things were to go south with his plans. She first turned invisible then made force fields.

She continued to make the force fields bigger and Peter had to continue to back up to avoid getting hit with it. He began to get too far away. He also didn’t want her to thing that she could push him away like this.

“Y/N stop. You need to get food in you before you continue practicing. Your low on energy.” He faked looking concerned in order to manipulate her to feel bad. Of course she was usually defiant but she just wanted Peter to be happy. So she gave in.

“Alright.” He nodded in praise at her giving in. He knew how to get her now. She needed to please others. Probably a side effect from Hydra but it could be used to his advantage.

They then began baking... well more like Peter while she watched he made her sit down after he was worried about her burning herself. She needed to be taken care of. He also didn’t need her catching onto his plan, taking a pill out from his pocket and crushed it onto the cupcake he was going to give her. It looked like sugar. After being at hydra you’d think she would check her food before she ate. But she didn’t. She had to trust Peter of course. That’s what her brother wanted from her. She felt bad not being able to help around the tower. She felt as if she wasn’t contributing enough. Y/N thought it would help if she did what she thought was expected of her, not what she wanted. She wanted to bake. But if Peter didn’t want her to then she couldn’t deny it.

Then they watched tv but Peter hated it because again her attention was somewhere else. Halfway through Star Wars he turned off the tv and waited for it to work.

Just as he looked at her he could see her eyes be going to droop.

“Oh Y/N are you tired?” He questioned with fake concern.

“Oh, I am. Just a little bit. I slept well last night-“ she was cut off by a yawn. “I don’t know why I’m so tired. I’m sorry Peter. I knew you came over to hang out.”

“It’s fine Y/N. Just got to sleep.”

Just as he said that her eyes shut and he smiled victoriously. She was his. And she wasn’t ever going to leave.

He picked her up bridal style and took her into her room and sat her down on the bed while he changed into his Spider-Man uniform and packed her some clothes. They wouldn’t be coming back here. After packing clothes into a small back pack he picked her up once again and they went swinging out of the tower with Jarvis not even alerted because of Peter hacking it before to not detect his suit.

He arrived at a small house in the middle of the woods and carefully opened the door and brought her inside. Peter glanced around the rooms just in case then sat her in the bed, attaching a chain to her ancle. The clasp part of the chain had a little padding so it wasn’t hurting her but it did keep her there. He kissed her on the head and quickly changed out of his suit. Then got into the bed wearing boxers climbing in next to the sleeping girl. He wrapped a arm around her waist and sighed content.

She was finally his.

The Avengers got back to the tower and saw no one there. No struggle. Nothing.

Tony Lost his sister. Again.

Bucky lost his little sister. Again.

And

Peter had taken the love of his life to be all his.

At least until they check the tapes.

Sorry it’s taken me forever to write this. This was my first shot at a Yandere and I hope it’s good. Sorry if I should have done less back story and more Peter but I hope you like it. Anyways thank you for the suggestion. ♡

Cheating - Peter Parker

Warning: one (maybe two) swear word, but other than that it’s fine!

Life in the Avengers tower was normal. Well, as normal as it could be in a tower filled with Earth’s mightiest heroes. Things were finally settling down after the events of the ‘civil war’ as it was referred as, the inhabitants of the tower becoming used to being around each other again and the ever-present tense atmosphere slowly dispersing as interactions became more frequent and more amicable. It still wasn’t entirely unusual to hear a few arguments from time to time, but even the Avengers weren’t expecting to hear shouting this intense anymore, especially from the two people no one thought even knew how to argue with each other.

As the youngest Avengers, Peter and (Y/N) instantly grew close to each other, bonding over school problems and the struggle to balance normal life and their lives as heroes amongst numerous other things. As a result of time, and numerous not-so-subtle nudges from the other Avengers, the two finally admitted their feelings for each other and had been happily dating for the last year. Their relationship was a refreshing change for the rest of the Avengers, even Sam had to admit that. The two of them were almost always together, laughing at some random joke or speaking quietly to each other about lord knows what, and they reminded the others of the things they were fighting for.

The happy couple had never argued about anything more serious than the best ice cream flavour, a subject that still causes conflict between the two. Nevertheless, it seemed that nothing could ever tear the two apart. That idea started to crumble in the minds of Earth’s mightiest heroes when they heard shouting coming from the room the two of them had been in for the last 30 minutes.

“You cheated! How could you? You promised you wouldn’t!” (Y/N)’s voice rang out loudly. In the kitchen the rest of the group were sitting, looking at each other in a mixture of confusion and concern for the couple.

“Babe, no! I swear I didn’t cheat!” Peter replied quickly, trying to appease his girlfriend’s anger.

“Oh get fucked Parker!” At that they group in the kitchen decided it was time to intervene before the situation got too out of hand.

“Alright, everybody calm down, what’s going on?” Tony led the group into the room, all of them prepared to have to stop some sort of fight. The two teenagers twisted around from their spots on the floor, each sitting on their own bean bag.

“Peter’s a big fat cheater, that’s what’s going on!” (Y/N) exclaimed, making Peter throw his hands in the air.

“For the last time, I didn’t cheat! The blue shell is a perfectly valid tactic!” (Y/N) glared at Peter.

“What the hell are you two arguing about?” Tony asked, the group still completely in the dark about the cause of the dispute between the youngest Avengers.

“Peter blue-shelled me!”

“He what?” Natasha asked.

“(Y/N)’s angry that I won the race because I used a blue shell on her when she was in first place.” Peter explained.

“I still have no idea what they’re talking about.” Bruce muttered to Steve and Sam.

“Would one of you please explain what is going on, using normal English so that the rest of us can understand?” Steve asked, his facial expression displaying his growing exasperation at the still undetermined nature of the situation.

“I won at Mario Kart and (Y/N)’s annoyed because she was winning and then she wasn’t.” Peter explained, causing the group of adults to roll their eyes and sigh at the teenagers, realising that there was no real conflict happening and that they had left the comfort of their seats in the kitchen for nothing.

“Okay, well, I’m going back to my coffee.” Clint said, heading out the door, the others following him out except for Tony who stayed behind momentarily to look at the pair again, before chuckling to himself and finally following the others out, muttering something along the lines of “young love” under his breath.

As the door closed, the two remaining occupants of the room turned to look at each other. A moment of silence passed, before they broke it by breaking into laughter. Peter gently tugged on (Y/N)’s arm, prompting her to lean down to rest her head on his lap, his fingers automatically going to her hair.

“ ‘m sorry babe.” Peter muttered, twirling a strand of her hair between his fingers.

“It’s okay, I’ll forgive you this time.” The girl replied, a smile crossing both of their faces. “But next time I’m going to absolutely wreck you, mark my words.”

“Whatever you say babe.” Peter replied, smiling softly at the girl in his arms.

In that moment, the rest of the world faded away, even the game on the TV becoming a distant memory, as they fully relaxed into each other and entered into a state of pure contentedness in the presence of the one they loved.

Peter Parker - Homework

Requested by peterparkersnerdgirl : “Hey Can u do an imagine where Peter Parker was helping u with your homework and u get distracted by him and u started kissing him”

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Your brain was a marvellous tool which allowed you to get into Midtown School of Science and Technology, a school full of kids who were geniuses in one way or another. Your natural talent for languages and maths was incredible, putting you in the high end of every class, except for one.

“Peter I don’t get why this is necessary, woodwork is such a useless and irrelevant class,” you whined to your boyfriend of a year, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head from his position on your bed. The two of you had a tradition of spending the weekend at each other’s house, which your parents and his aunt had eventually agreed to, provided the two of you did all your schoolwork. Unfortunately for you, this included your woodwork project.

“C’mon (Y/N), it’s not that bad.”

“Not for you it’s not, you’re actually good at it.” You got up from the foot of your bed and dramatically flopped down next to Peter, causing some of his pens to fall onto the floor.

“You’re good at it too babe, it’s a lot easier if you spend more than three minutes working on it though.” He retaliated, not taking his eyes off his page which was filled with physics equations and roughly sketched diagrams.

“But I’m not, Pete!”, you continued, “I know how it should work, but then I try it and it doesn’t work!” Even Peter couldn’t deny it, he’d seen first-hand how your attempts to construct even the simplest of things somehow managed to go wrong.

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Peter glanced over to your workstation in class, only to do a double-take upon seeing the state of your project. You were supposed to be making a cupboard as your final project of the year, but you had somehow managed to put on the doors backwards with the handles facing in, making you unable to open it to fix it. You were sat there with a look which Peter had to make a real effort not to laugh at. Not out of malice, of course, but because the face which you pulled reminded him so much of a picture Ned had shown him in a study period earlier that day.

——

“Haven’t we done enough work anyway? We’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember!”

Peter laughed. “We’ve been doing homework for less than an hour, (Y/N).”

“What?!” You shot up from your lying down position, looking at him in despair before dropping back down. “Ughhhhhhh, I give up. Is it too late for me to drop out of high school?” Peter just chuckled and turned back to his homework, focusing back in on the question he was working on before your interruption.

You meant to try your work again, you really did, but instead you found yourself watching his face with a level of intensity that probably would’ve been creepy if the two of you hadn’t been together for as long as you had. His brow creased slightly and he pressed his lips together whilst twirling the pencil he held in his hand. His hair fell slightly in front of his eyes and god knows how many freckles he had dotted on his face.

“I really need to stop”, you thought, “this really is getting creepy.” But you couldn’t seem to pull your gaze away from his adorable face.

“How on Earth did I get so lucky with this guy?”

Somehow, maybe due to his spidey sense, Peter looked up from his work and back to you, feeling you watching him with such intensity and adoration. He smiled back down at you, raising his eyebrows slightly.

“Can I help you?” He joked, slowly coming to terms with the fact that the two of you probably wouldn’t be getting much more work done. He expected some kind of witty answer that you usually came out with, but was instead met with a pair of hands on his cheeks, pulling him down to your level, followed by a pair of lips being pressed to his. After a moment, he was released and pushed himself up slightly so he was hovering just above you.

“What was that for? Not that I’m complaining, obviously you can do that whenever you want, I really don’t mind, but-“ Peter’s high-speed rambling was cut off by a soft laugh which made him stop in his tracks and gaze down at who he thought was the most beautiful person who ever existed.

“God, I love you Pete.” His smile grew even wider, which you hadn’t even thought was possible at this point, and he leaned down again to press another gentle kiss to your lips.

“I love you too, (Y/N). Very much.”

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BONUS:

Peter adjusted himself so he was lying next to you, taking your hand in his and gently playing with your fingers. After a moment of silence, you turned to him.

“Hey Pete?”

“Hmm?”

“How much self-restraint did it take for you to not quote Star Wars at me just then?”

“Oh god, so much, you wouldn’t believe how hard that was for me!”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sorry it took so long for me to write this but I hope you liked it! Also this is the picture I was talking about which is a constant mood tbh

Requests are still open!

Prompt List

I compiled some prompt lists I found to form a list of 76 kiss prompts. Send in a number and a character and one of us shall write a one shot based on it. 

“Good morning” kiss

Kiss on the forehead 

Drunk/sloppy kiss

Awkward kiss 

Angry kiss 

“I’m sorry” kiss 

“I’ve missed you” kiss 

Seductive kiss

“War’s End” kiss 

“Goodbye” kiss

“I almost lost you” kiss

Kiss on the nose 

Kiss on the ear

Kiss on the neck

Kiss on the back 

New Year’s kiss

Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys

“I do” kiss 

Shy kiss 

Surprised kiss 

Kiss on a dare 

Sad kiss 

Exhausted parents kiss 

Kiss of life 

Kiss inspired by a song

Jealous kiss

Giggly kiss

First kiss 

Last kiss 

Kiss under a full moon

Kiss at dusk 

Kiss at dawn

Kiss in a dream 

Returned from the dead kiss 

Themed kisses

“We can never be together” kiss 

It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss

Awkward teenage crush kiss

Spin the bottle kiss

Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss

Forbidden kiss

Sated kiss

Soft kiss

Tender kiss

Passionate kiss

Long kiss

Quick kiss

Morning kiss

Before Bed kiss

In Secret kiss

Public kiss

Accidentally Witnessed kiss

Against a wall kiss

Against a Locker kiss

True Love kiss

Caught off-guard kiss

Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths

Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed

Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s 

Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss

Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp

Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up

Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing

Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward 

One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 

Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In

When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More

A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”

Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck

Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion

A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss

When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead 

Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Do Wn And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes 

Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap 

Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing 

Top Of Head Kisses

can please you write about an autistic readerx Peter Parker or Gilbert Blythe? (if you could do romantic that’s would be nice but you do whatever you want✨) I think they would be PERFECT for this!!! Thank you! ❤️❤️❤️

burning candles! ♥︎ tasm!peter parker

synopsis : autistic!reader waits for peter to find someone better. [that time never comes]

cw ; comfort , not all autistic people are the same, this is just how it is for me! , lowercase intended , [name] used in place of y/n

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there’s a puzzle in front of you, half-done as the steaming mug beside you warms the air. there are headphones on your ears, playing the video you’d been thinking about all day.

placing the last blue-colored piece, you take a small break to stretch your limbs. after looking at the full size picture, you decide yellow will be the chosen color next. you blink, eyes tired and back aching but your mind refusing to let you rest until the puzzle is done.

a small, hesitant tap hits your left shoulder. you jump slightly, head turning slowly to see beat up converse falling off of mismatched socks. you sigh, “hi, peter.”

“hey, lovey.” he smiles — you can’t see it with your back to him, but you can hear the grin he holds. a soft brush to your back before he sits on the chair behind you. “wanna join me up here for a bit?”

you do, placing your headphones on the table and grabbing your drink. you allow peter to grab you, maneuvering your body until you’re sideways on his lap. he sighs happily, “missed you today.”

you smile, eyes still on your favorite mug. “missed you, too. your cologne smells nice.”

“it’s new!” peter grins again. his nose hits your temple, lips popping onto your cheekbone, trailing down to your cheek slowly. “glad you like it. thought you would.”

the room grows quiet as peter scrolls through his phone, his left hand rubbing your back. you take a peek at his feed, dimming a bit at how fun it looked. pool parties ; clubbing ; long drives that lead to a road trip — you felt like you made him miss out on it all.

“will you get bored of me?”

peter pauses, his thumb hovering over his phone. you stiffen, nails grinding against the ceramic in your hands. “why would you ask that?”

you shrug and try to divert him — try to change the subject. it’s too late, though, as peter sets his phone down and focuses on you. “[name]. why would i get bored of you?”

“im not very fun,” you admit. you glance at him fleetingly, seeing how sincere and warm his eyes were. “i stay in and do boring things like puzzles. you might want to do more and i won’t let you.”

“you don’t force me here against my will.” peter’s tone is aghast — offended almost as he speaks. his hold tightens momentarily as he scoots you closer. “i like watching you do things you enjoy. even if you think they’re boring.”

your gaze falls again as you adjust his phone to sit the way you want it to. your fingers curl at the habit, pulling your hand away from it slowly. “even when i do things like that?”

“yeah,” he lets out a breathy laugh. “it makes you feel better. that’s all i care about — your comfort.”

your eyebrows furrow, nose scrunching. “that’s weird. you should care for yourself more.”

peter laughs again, his nose poking your temple as he kisses the side of your ear. “that’s what you’re for, hm?”

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you didn’t specify which peter this was for, so i hope this is okay ♥︎ thank you for your request!!

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