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Hi.I am looking for a Peter Parker x Stark Reader Fanfiction where he gets infected with I think some love pollen and he falls in love with the First Person he Sees which is the reader.I Think it had more than one part.I think in the first chapter when he gets infected she tries to run away but he catches her and swings with her away and tony follows them.

I hope this makes sense because english is not my mother language 😊

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The Baby Assignment [P.P]

Summary: When you and Peter begin working on an assignment for your Child Development class and Morgan overhears your discussions, she starts to think that you and Peter are actually expecting a baby, leading to a lot of confusion and a very pissed off Tony.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of pregnancy and childbirth, swearing, typos

a/n: just something nice and fluffy before the last chapter of bty comes out and crushes everyone’s souls 

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“MJ is so pissed,” Peter laughed as the two of you walked hand in hand into the penthouse of the tower, “she said Flash has already made three misogynistic remarks and eight ‘that’s what she said’ jokes.” 

“Oh god,” you chuckled, “she’s gonna kill him.” 

Peter’s phone buzzed again, “nine jokes,” he updated with a smile, texting her back a frowny face. 

“I’m just glad we got paired together,” you said as you set your backpack on the kitchen counter, “I mean imagine if you got paired with Flash… or worse, if I got paired with Flash.” You grimaced at the thought. 

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Bringing Sexy Back

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Synopsis: Peter tries and fails to seduce you

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To kick off the summer, Tony organized a group vacation to a resort at “one of his less crowded islands”, as he put it. The team sat together on the quinjet while Tony gave out the room assignments to everyone, ending with you and Peter.

“Parker and my beloved offspring, you’re in the penthouse suit with me. But don’t worry, you guys have your own room. It’s just connected to mine with thin walls and a door I can easily break down.” Tony said with a calm smile.

“Thanks, dad.” You smiled back at him before excusing yourself to go to the bathroom. Once you were gone, Sam leaned over to him.

“Wow, I feel for you, man. You really got the short end of the stick.” Sam said and patted Peters back.

“Short? I’m 5’8. That’s average height.” Peter defended himself.

“For a woman.” Sam snorted. “But that’s not what I meant.”

“What did you mean?” Peter wondered.

“I mean you finally get to spend the night with your girlfriend and her dad is in the next room. That means the only way you’re getting laid is if you crawl up a chicken's ass and wait.” Sam replied, making everyone laugh at Peters's expense.

“Oh. That’s gotta hurt.” Bruce laughed. “It hurt me and it wasn’t even directed at me.”

“That’s called a ricochet.” Natasha said. “Also done by bullets and Taylor Swifts tears.”

“I understood that reference.” Steve chimed in.

“Did you?” Peter asked skeptically, making Steve’s smile fall.

“That’s the one that sings “Single Ladies”, right?” He whispered to Natasha.

“Uh huh.” Natasha smiled sarcastically.

“Are you gonna take that, Parker?” Bruce asked Peter. Peter noticed everyone was looking at him and blushed in embarrassment.

“It wasn’t that clever. Chickens don’t even lay eggs. Hens do. And we don’t do that so it doesn’t matter.” He mumbled. Everyone’s eyes widths they leaned forward in their seats.

“Don’t do what?” Sam asked for clarification. Peter looked around at all the peering eyes and shrunk down in his seat.

“Sex.” Peter reluctantly admitted.

“You don’t do sex?” Sam laughed in surprise.

“Have we forgotten how to speak?” Natasha asked the crowd.

“Why are you guys all looking at me the way we looked at Bucky when he told us he didn’t wash his ass in the shower?” Peter asked.

“It honestly never crossed my mind.” Bucky shrugged.

“Hold on. How long have you guys been together?” Bruce asked Peter.

“Two months.”

“Two months? And you haven’t smushed yet?” Sam gasped.

“Ew. Smushed? There’s no actual smushing involved, right?” Peter forced a laugh. No one replied and his smile fell.

“Right?” He asked seriously.

“No offense kid, but that’s a long time to keep a lady waiting.” Steve said. “You two need to do a little bit of the old how’s yer father, if you know what I mean.”

“I don’t. What the fuck does that mean?” Sam asked and pulled out his phone.

“Who are you to talk? Aren’t you a 1,000 year old virgin?” Peter deadpanned.

“100 years.” Steve corrected. “And yes. I am.”

“No he’s not.” Bucky said.

“I googled it. It was Steve’s old man way of saying putting some stank on it.” Sam read off his phone.

“Why haven’t you guys done it yet?” Natasha wondered. “It’s not like you just met. You’ve known her for years.”

“Yeah, but she’s only been my girlfriend for two months of those years. It’s a big transition. We’re waiting for the right moment.”

“So you’ve talked about it?” Steve asked him.

“Well, no.” Peter admitted. “I’m just assuming.”

“Assuming what exactly?” Natasha asked.

“That’s she’s waiting for the right moment to tell me she wants to do it. And then it’ll just happen then.” Peter shrugged.

“Hm.” Natasha said curtly. Peter noticed the look on everyone’s face and grew worried.

“What?” He laughed nervously.

“Nothing.” Steve shrugged and avoided eye contact.

“You can’t make that face and say “hm” and then not tell me.” Peter insisted.

“I think she’s ready.” Steve admitted. “I think she’s more than ready. You’re the one who’s not ready. That’s why you haven’t made a move yet.”

“She could’ve made a move.” Peter pointed out.

“No girl wants that.” Sam waved his hand. “They want their man to take charge and sweep them off their feet. You know, romance? Making her feel special?”

“She hates being lifted off her feet.” Peter insisted. “I picked her up once and she punched me in the throat and the bing bongs at the same time.”

“Hey, I taught her that move. I’m glad to see she’s using it.” Natasha smiled proudly.

“I have to agree with Sam on this one.” Steve said. “Girls like a romantic gesture. I’m not saying you have to literally sweep her off her feet, but make it clear that you want her. Or else she’s gonna start to feel under appreciated and unseen.”

“You guys don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re waiting and that’s okay.” Peter insisted.

“She’s waiting. For you. To make a God damn move already.” Sam replied.

“And you know what happens if you wait too long?”

“What happens?” Peter gulped.

“She’ll find someone who’s ready now.” Sam shrugged.

“Well what am I supposed to do? How do I make her feel special?”

“She was your best friend before your girlfriend right?” Bruce asked him.

“Yeah.”

“So she should be the person you’re most comfortable with. Just make a move. She’ll make a move in return. That’s how it works.” Bruce explained.

“Just like that?” Peter asked skeptically.

“Just like that.” Sam confirmed. By the point, you were back from the bathroom and sitting in a seat by yourself. Peter graced himself before going over to sit beside you.

“Hey.” Peter smiled at you.

“Hey Petey. What’s going on?” You smiled back.

“Nothing much. Just wanted to come sit by my lady.” He said and wrapped an arm around you.

“Aw. You’re so cute.” You smiled and leaned into him.

“You’re cute. Are these new?” He asked and tugged on the hem of your shorts.

“New to me.” You shrugged. “I stole them from Pepper.”

“I like them. They look good on you.” He said as he looked into your eyes. You smiled at the compliment and leaned in to kiss his cheek. Peter blushed and looked over his shoulder at Sam, who was nodding his head to give him the go ahead. Peter nodded back before returning his attention to you. He went to put his hand on your thigh, but since the action was unnatural to him, he ended up grabbing your thigh so quickly and harshly that you jumped.

“Oh my God. What was that?” You gasped and pushed his hand off.

“Sorry. There was a spider on your leg.” Peter quickly lied.

“And you killed it? Isn’t that like…cannibalism?” You asked him.

“No.” Peter chuckled. “Wait. Oh my God. Is it?”

“I don’t know.” You shrugged. “But thanks for killing it. I didn’t even feel it on my leg.”

“Hm. Weird.” Peter forced a laugh. He looked over at Sam again, who was shaking his head in disappointment.

“This is gonna be harder than I thought.” Peter thought to himself.

With Tony in the room right next store, Peter didn’t dare try anything while on the vacation. But once you returned to the tower a week later, it was game time.

“Peter? Are you in here?” You asked as you knocked on his bedroom door one day.

“One second, baby. I’m in the shower.” Peter called to you from the bathroom in his room.

“Okay. I’ll wait out here.” You shouted back and took a seat on his bed. Peter heard your response and thought back to what the team said about making a move. Before he could second guess himself, he called out again.

“You don’t have to do that. Why don’t you join me?”

“What? I can’t hear you over the water.” You said as you walked over to the bathroom door so he could hear you better.

“I didn’t say anything.” He lied when he felt he had failed.

“Oh. It sounded like you did.” You laughed and leaned against his bathroom door.

“That was just the sound of my shampoo bottle falling.” Peter lied.

“Oh. Okay.” You answered skeptically. You were about to go back to his bed when you heard a loud thud.

“Peter? What was that? Did you shampoo fall again?” You opened the door a little to ask him.

“No. My body did.” Peter groaned from the shower floor.

“Oh no. Are you okay?”

“Not really.” He winced. “I think I twisted my ankle.”

“Do you need help?”

“Yeah, but…” Peter began but trailed off.

“But what?” You asked.

“I’m nakey.” He said in a little voice.

“I’ll close my eyes, okay?” You laughed.

“You don’t have to. I just wanted to warn you that you’re about to see the biggest penis you’ve ever seen.” Peter said seriously, making you laugh again.

“Oh really? Is Thor in there?” You asked.

“That was hurtful.”

“You’re such an idiot. I’m coming in, okay? Hide your massive penis.” You warned as you entered the bathroom.

“I’ll try. But it won’t be easy.” Peter sighed. You opened the shower door with your elbow while covering your eyes with both hands.

“I’m here. Can you see me?” You asked him.

“Why would o not be able to see you? You’re the one with your eyes covered.”

“Oh. Right. Where are you?”

“The floor. Because I fell. That’s typically where people end up after they fall.”

“I should just leave you here to drown.” You said and turned to leave.

“Wait, come back. Please.” Peter whined. “They’ll never find a casket big enough to hold my massive schlong.”

“I hate you so much.” You laughed and came back. You bent down and helped him off the floor but grabbing his arm.

“Ah!” You screamed and dropped his arm.

“What?”

“You’re wet.” You grimaced.

“I’m in the shower.” He reminded you.

“I don’t know why but I wasn’t expecting you to be wet. Put my hand on the knob. I’ll turn it off.” You told him. Peter took your hand and guided it to the knob while you kept your eyes tightly shut. You heard the sound of the water turning off and Peter sighing in relief.

“There we go. Much better.” He said.

“Okay. I’m gonna pick you up now.” You told him and bent down to wrap your arms around his torso.

“Ah!” He screamed.

“What?”

“That tickles.” He sheepishly admitted.

“Oh my God.” You laughed. “Where’s your robe?”

“Hanging on the back of the door.” He told you. You kept your eyes shut but walked over to the door and felt around until you found his robe.

“Okay. I found it.”

“Throw it at me.” Peter said. You threw it outwards and it smacked him in the face. “You got it?”

“Yes. Ow.” Peter huffed as he put it on.

“Sorry.” You grimaced.

“Okay. You can open your eyes now.”

“Okay.” You said but didn’t open them.

“Baby. You open them.” Peter laughed.

“Sorry. I got scared.” You admitted as you opened your eyes.

“Of what?” Peter gulped, thinking you were scared to see him naked.

“Of seeing you on the shower floor and getting the biggest ick of my entire life.” You replied, making Peter laugh in relief.

“Fair enough.”

“Come on, little guy. I gotcha.” You bent down and helped him up with ease now that you could see.

“What did we say about calling me “little guy”?” Peter reminded you.

“That it’s funny and hilarious?” You asked innocently as you helped lead him out of the bathroom.

“Those are synonyms.”

“What about cinnamon?”

“What?”

“What?” You asked in reply. He shook his head endearingly as you walked him over to his bed.

“Okay. We’re here. Sit down.” You said and helped him into his bed.

“Well that was fun. And wet.” Peter said as he combed his wet hair out of his face with his fingers.

“You’re telling me.” You said and showed him your now soaking wet shirt.

“Sorry about that. You can grab a shirt from my closet.” He told you.

“Thanks.” You smiled at him before going over to his closet. You pulled out a T shirt and we’re about to put it on when you felt his eyes on you. You looked over your shoulder at him and he turned red.

“I’ll close my eyes.” Peter offered.

“It’s okay. You can watch. I don’t mind.” You smiled innocently at him before turning back around. Peter gulped as you pulled your shirt off and stayed perfectly silent. He could see your bra band when your hair moved and though it wasn’t much, it was as naked as he had ever seen you. You’d never been in so much as bathing suits around the other so this showing of skin was both unexpected but highly anticipated. Peter watched you pull his shirt over your head and fix your hair before turning back around.

“Better?” He asked in a soft voice.

“Better.” You nodded. He couldn’t help but wonder if you knew about the conversation he had had with the team. It wasn’t like you to get changed in front of him so maybe you weren’t trying to make a move as well.

“How’s your ankle feeling?” You asked as you sat on Peters bed.

“Not bad. I think it’s already healing.” He said and moved his robe to look at it.

“Good. You need it to climb walls and shoot webs out of your butt and stuff.”

“I have told you so many times.” Peter sighed. “The webs do not come out of my butt.”

“There is no doubt in my mind that you’re lying and just won’t show me. And that’s fine.” You shrugged.

“You’re ridiculous.” He laughed and took your hand.

“Yeah. Maybe a little.” You chuckled and played with his fingers. A comfortable silence filled the room as Peter started to form a plan in his head.

“So.” He laughed nervously. “Here we are. In my room. Alone.”

“I know. It’s nice.”

“You think so?” Peter asked hopefully.

“Yeah. It’s so rare we get time when no one else is around. It can finally just be the two of us.” You said and reached out to brush some hair off his forehead. Peter felt his whole face flush and scooted a little closer to you.

“I’ve actually been hoping we’d get some alone time.” He told you.

“Me too.” You smiled coyly and leaned in a little.

“Did you have anything in mind you want to do?” He asked and leaned in as well.

“I could think of a few things.” You flirted.

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“For starters, you’ll have to lose this robe.” You said and ran your hand along the collar of his robe. Peter gulped as you got up and went back over to his closet.

“Done.” Peter nodded as he frantically started to undo the belt of his robe.

“And put this on.” You said as you tossed him some pajamas.

“Whatever you say, pretty girl. Wait, what? What’s this?” Peters smile fell when the pajamas fell into his lap.

“Pajamas. So you can get comfy and we can finally watch New Girl before it leaves Netflix.” You told him.

“Oh. Right. Pajamas. I’ll just put these on.” Peter tried to mask the disappointment in his voice as he tugged his shirt over his head. By the time you were snuggled into his side with your head on his shoulder, his disappointment was gone. He had gotten so caught up in what the team had said that he forgot to appreciate the little moments with you. He let it go for tonight and just enjoyed spending time together.

The next day, he was back on his bullshit. He found you in the kitchen with your back to him as you flipped through a magazine. Peter and wrapped his arms around you and placed a kiss on your shoulder to let you know he meant business.

“Hey you.” He said as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Hey Petey. What’s going on?” You smiled over your shoulder at him.

“Nothing. I just wanted to see you.”

“You’re so sweet lately. What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothing. I just really like you.” He replied and kissed your shoulder again. He decided to make a move and tilted his chin a little higher so he could kiss your neck.

“Fuck me.” You whispered as you flipped a page of your magazine. Peter immediately perked up and turned you around, thinking his plan had worked.

“What was that?” He gulped as his face burned bright red.

“Sorry. Paper cut.” You said and held up your bleeding finger. Peter took a split second to realized you were cursing, not requesting, before jumping into action.

“Here. Let me help.” He said and gently took your finger. He walked to the bathroom with you and turned on the faucet. He was about to put in under the water when he got a different idea. He looked you right in the eyes as he took your finger into his mouth and sucked the blood off of it. You watched him as he did this and gulped a little.

“Peter?” You asked in a soft voice. A hope sparked in Peter’s chest that he had successfully made a move.

“Yes?”

“Do you have any idea how many germs you just put in my open wound?” You said, making all Peters hope disappear.

“Oh. Sorry.” He shook his head in embarrassment and held your finger under the running water.

“Why did you turn the water on and then suck it instead?” You asked him. Peter thought about lying, but knew it was no use.

“I…I thought it would be sexy.” He admitted.

“You thought sucking my paper cut would be sexy? Okay, Edward.” You snorted as you got a bandaid out of the cabinet for yourself.

“Edward? Who’s that?” Peter felt a hot flash of jealousy over the mention of another boys name. He normally wouldn’t have that reaction, but he was extra sensitive after what Steve said about you finding someone else.

“The vampire from Twilight. Relax.” You laughed in surprise.

“Oh. Right.” He smiled in embarrassment.

“Peter Parker. Were you jealous at the mere drop of another boys name?” You playfully gasped.

“Is that bad?” Peter asked as he helped put a bandaid on your finger.

“I don’t think it’s bad.” You shrugged. “I think it’s kinda hot that you’re the jealous type. As long as you don’t get all possessive on me.”

“I won’t. I’ve seen enough white women with “love her but leave her wild” tattooed on them to know better.” Peter replied, making you laugh.

“Well that’s good to hear. And for what it’s worth, you’ve proven to be a lovely boyfriend so far. I’ve really enjoyed these past few months.”

“So have I.” Peter smiled softly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss to let him know all was forgiven.

“So why were you trying to be sexy before?” You asked once you pulled away.

“I don’t know. I was just trying to make a move.” He sheepishly admitted.

“Make a move? Why would you need to do that?” You laughed. Peter could barely conceal the disappointment that he felt from your response. It seemed like the number one thing on his mind right now was the last thing on yours.

“Oh. I don’t know.” He faked a smile. You took his face in your hands and made him look at you.

“Petey, if you want me, just take me.” You said like it was obvious.

So he took you.

Peter wrapped an arm around your waist and lifted you with ease as he kissed you. You anchored your arms around his neck so that you wouldn’t slide off as he carried you to his room. Peter laid you down on his bed without ever breaking the kiss. Both of you could feel the electricity in the air and knew something big was about to happen. But before you could get too far, the door opened.

“Hey guys - stop screaming, it’s me.” Sam held up a hand when he was met with screams from you and Peter.

“We know it’s you. What do you want?” Peter groaned.

“Nothing. I’m just bored.” Sam shrugged and took a bite of his sandwich in his hand. You and Peter stared at him in disbelief of his inability to read a room while he noisily chewed his food.

“So what are you guys up to?” He asked and pointed between the two of you.

“Take a wild guess.” You said sarcastically.

“I would tell you what I think is happening.” Thor chuckled. “But I know that’s not the case since you two don’t-“

“Sam.” Peter cut him off.

“Did I say too much? Sorry. I’ll leave you alone.” Sam winked at Peter before leaving the room. The silence between you was uncomfortable as you struggled to know what to say.

“What was he about to say?” You asked an after a minute.

“I have no idea.” Peter lied. You looked at him and he knew he was caught.

“Don’t lie to me. Was he gonna say we don’t hook up?”

“Yeah. He was.” He admitted.

“You told him that?” You asked and got off his bed to put some distance between you.

“No. I would never.” He assured you. “It came up on the plane the other day. They were teasing me about you and it just kinda came out that we haven’t…you know.”

“Oh. Okay.” You nodded but didn’t seem fully convinced.

“I’m sorry. I know you like to be private.”

“It’s not your fault. I just worried that you had been complaining to them that we don’t…” You trailed off and Peter realized why you were upset.

“Honey. Never.” He assured you as he took your hand and gave it a squeeze. This seemed to ease your mind and you sat back down on his bed.

“Okay. Good.” You smiled in relief. Peter avoided looking at you as he rubbed his thumb over your knuckles.

“Does it bother you? That we haven’t done it yet?” He asked as a deep blush spread across his face.

“Well,-“ You began.

“Do you guys know the Hulu password?” Sam asked as he opened Peters door again.

“Get out!” Peter shouted and threw a pillow at him.

“I’m trying to watch Bridesmaids. Please.” Sam whined. “I’m desperate. They just added it back on there.”

“Oh my God.“ Peter groaned and rubbed his eyes, knowing the moment had lost.

“Go ask my dad or something.” You huffed.

“You guys suck. Not you, Y/n. Clearly.” Sam laughed at his own joke and left the room again. A awkward silence filled the room again and Peter felt like the worst person in the world. He knew it bothered you that he had told the team something personal and even worse, he could feel your disappointment in him.

“I’m gonna go.” You said to break the silence. You got off the bed and Peter felt you quickly slipping out of his hands.

“Wait! Don’t leave.” He pleaded.

“I have to go move my car.” You said hastily.

“Can we please talk about this?”

“I have to go move my car!” You exclaimed and swiftly left the room.

“I know you don’t have to do that!” He called after you. “We’ve watched New Girl together. I know you got that from Nick Miller.”

Peter let out a frustrated sigh and flopped on his bed. He wasn’t alone for long before Pepper and Thor knocked on his door.

“Hey, kiddo.” Pepper said kindly.

“Woah. Weird combo. Have you two ever interacted before?” Peter asked and pointed between the two of them. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

“No.” They said in unison.

“So what were you doing outside my door?”

“Not that we were listening to your entire conversation, but we were. And you guys need to talk about this.” Pepper said as she sat on Peters bed.

“We tried.” Peter sighed. “Sam kept interrupting.”

“But even before he interrupted, you weren’t really getting anywhere, were you?” Pepper asked kindly.

“What do you mean?”

“Neither of you could even say the word “sex”. How do you expect to do it if you can’t even say it?”

“I don’t know. I never thought about that.” Peter realized.

“You need to have a mature conversation with her about this. That’s the only way to know how she’s feeling and to let her know what you’re feeling.” Pepper said and patted Peters knee.

“Okay. I guess you’re right.”

“Or.” Thor began, getting Peter’s attention.

“Or? There’s another option?” Peter perked up.

“Yes. Here’s what you do. You seduce her. No words, only passion.”

“I’m listening.” Peter leaned in.

“You spray yourself with a sexy body spray. You put some sexy sheets on your bed. You lure her to your bedroom. You play a sexy song. You dim the lights because bad lighting is sexy. You light some sexy candles. You make the setting so irresistible that you won’t need words. She’ll know exactly what’s about to happen.” Thor told him.

“I think that’s a solid plan.” Peter nodded along.

“That’s a horrible plan.” Pepper exclaimed. “That is the dumbest plan I have ever heard. You clearly need to talk to her.”

“How sexy of a song are we talking here?” Peter ignored her.

“The sexiest. But don’t confuse that with raunchy. She’s not gonna get in the mood if she walks in to some degrading song. You need to pick the perfect playlist that does all the talking for you.” Thor told him.

“Or, you could do the talking for you.” Pepper suggested.

“No. I’m gonna go with Thors idea.” Peter decided.

“Huzzah!” Thor raised his arms in triumph.

“Huzzah? How come sometimes you soudn completly normal and sometimes you sound like a World of Warcraft character?” Peter asked him.

“I’m not familiar with this World of Warcraft. But if I had fought in it, I would’ve won.” Thor smiled proudly.

“Thanks for the advice guys. I know what im gonna do.”

The next day, the plan was in action. Peter found some red silk sheets from a box in Tony’s room labeled “my bachelor era” and put them on his bed. He doused himself with a cologne he borrowed from Bruce before taking off his shirt and rubbing baby oil all over his chest, leaving him in just his black boxers. He looked at himself in the mirror and flexed his muscles.

“Perfect.” He decided. Now it was time to lure you in, just like Thor told him.

“FRIDAY, play Careless Whisper. George Michael.” Peter requested.

“Playing Careless Whisper.” FRIDAY said and the song began to blast from the speakers.

“Thank you. Now dim the lights.”

“Dimming, sir.” FRIDAY complied.

“Time to lure.” Peter smiled wickedly. He pulled out his phone and tried to text you but his fingers were too slippery from the baby oil.

“Damn it. FRIDAY, text Y/n stark and tell her to meet me in my room. And say it’s urgent.”

“Texting Tony and Y/n Stark.” FRIDAY, replied, but the music was too loud for Peter to hear it.

“The trap is set. Now we wait.” Peter excitedly rubbed his hands together and turned around. It wasn’t long before he heard his door opening behind him.

“Peter? Are you in here?” He heard your voice and slowly turned around.

“Well hello - TONY?! I mean, Mr. Stark? What, uh, what are you doing here?” Peter laugh nervously and covered his crotch with his hands. You looked at his piled up body and boxers and slapped both hands over your mouth to stifle your laugh. Once you realized what song was playing, you had to turn around so your dad didn’t see you losing it.

“What am I doing here? What are you doing here? Are you covered in sunblock?” Tony asked him.

“No. It’s baby oil.” Peter sheepishly admitted.

“Was that supposed to make this less weird?” Tony asked out of the corner of his mouth.

“Why is he here?” Peter whined and looked at you.

“You texted both of us and said it was urgent. I thought you fell im the shower again.” You explained as you struggled to make eye contact because of how distracting his shiny abs were.

“Again? Peter, can’t you stick to walls? How did you fall in the shower?” Tony wondered.

“I slipped, okay? I’m only human. And a little bit spider.” Peter mumbled.

“Wait a second.” Tony held up a finger when he took in his surroundings.

“Sexy music.” Tony gasped and pointed to the speaker.

“Candles.” He gasped louder and pointed to the candles.

“Baby oil.” He gasped even louder and pointed to Peter. He then walked over to Peter’s dresser and let out the loudest gasp of all.

“Pack of extra small condoms?” He gasped and put his hand over his heart. He then looked at Peter with the rage of a thousand men. Peter looked at you, who looked like a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, and fondness.

“Um, it’s not what it looks like?” Peter said weakly. Tony threw the box of condoms at him and it stuck to Peters oiled chest.

“I knew it! You derelict. You ne’re-do-well. You scallawag. You were gonna try to sex my daughter, weren’t you?”

“Can that word be used in that way?” You wondered out loud.

“No. It’s not a verb. Your form was incorrect.” Peter told Tony, immediately regretting it.

“How’s this for form?” Tony asked and raised both his fists as if he was about to mollywhop Peter. You quickly stepped between them and held up a hand.

“Dad. Stop. You’re not gonna fight Peter. You’re obviously misreading things. There’s no way he brought me in here for that. Right, Peter?”

“Uhhh….” Peter trailed off and smiled weakly. Your jaw dropped for a second, but then you looked really pleased. Tony saw the look on your face and let out a loud, elongated groan.

“Goodbye. If you’ll excuse me, I have to go rinse my eyes out with drain cleaner.” Tony stared at you both in disgust as he walked out.

“Dad. You’re embarrassing me.” You whined.

“FRIDAY, add baby oil to the shopping list. Somebody used it all.” Tony called out as he left the room.

Once you were alone, you and Peter looked at each other and laughed in embarrassment.

“Did you really do all this for me?” You asked and rubbed his oiled up shoulder.

“I did. And it was incredibly stupid. I’m sorry.”

“Why did you do it then?”

“Because I wanted our first time to be special. You deserve special.” Peter sighed. You pouted and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

“Aw, Peter.”

“I know. It was dumb.” He sighed.

“It wasn’t dumb. I think it was really sweet.” You assured him. “Just executed in a kind of terrifying way. The song is so loud that it’s rattling my bones and you look like uncooked chicken.”

“Yeah. This was Thors idea.” Peter laughed in embarrassment and looked down at his shiny body.

“Well it’s not the worst sight in the world.” You shrugged and ran your fingertips down his chest. Peter gulped and looked at you, feeling that electricity return.

“FRIDAY, stop playing the song.” You called out without ever taking your eyes off Peter. He got the hint and shot a web at the door to shut it before going to blow out the candles.

“Wait.” You held out your hand, stopping Peter.

“Leave the candles.” You told him.

“Okay. But why?”

“Well, it’s our first time, isn’t it?” You smiled coyly. “It should be special.”

Peter liked where your head was at but couldn’t go through with it without telling you the whole truth.

“They’re M&M scented candles that I stole from Morgans playroom.” He admitted. You stared at him for a long time before nodding your head.

“Peter?”

“Yeah?”

“Stop talking before I change my mind, okay?”

“Okay.” He nodded excitedly and pulled you into a kiss. You kissed him back and felt the same electricity that was coursing through his veins. Peter laid you down on his bed without breaking the kiss and you felt the red silk sheets he had put on under your skin.

“These sheets are a nice touch.” You flirted in between kisses.

“Only the best for you, baby. I took them from your dad.”

With the mention of your father, you immediately pushed Peter off and felt your entire body cringe. He had once again successfully ruined the moment.

“That’s it. I’m done.” You held uo your hands in defeat and left his room.

“Wait!” Peter called after you. “I cleaned them! I swear!”

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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!!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎

summary: peter and y/n stepped a little over the friendship boundaries last night, what does this mean for them? they don’t have time to think, it’s tony stark’s wedding day.

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warnings: sex references, fluff and that’s pretty much it!

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

the part two to this!

peter parker x fem!stark!reader

dont steal any of my work, thanks!

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did you really just sleep with your best friend?

or your fathers intern? on his wedding day.

oh god, were you screwed.

both of you were sat up against the headboard of the bed, neither of you saying anything. just an awkward silence between the two of you.

the covers were pulled up against your chest, not quite ready for him to see you in such a vulnerable state while you were both sober.

“well, i- ive never done that with you before!” peter chuckled, you laughing along.

but the awkward silence crept up at you again, neither of you knowing exactly what to say.

what do you say to the guy you just slept with while you were drunk and unstable? ‘thanks?’ oh no, no, you do not say that.

“..nope!” you laughed dryly, feeling the need to respond to the boy wrapped up in the covers next to you.

“so, erm, how are you? hi, are you okay?” he winced at hearing his own words. failing rule number 3 all over again, making the conversation awkward.

suddenly taking interest to the wall next to you, you muttered “yep, yep.. you?”

“oh yes!” he said a little too enthusiastically, “yes, yes, uh huh.. you?”

he turned to you when he said that, this was the first time you had made eye contact since you had stumbled into his room and got lost in each other.

you furrowed your brows at him, “we did you.” he stated. you nodded along with him.

“well, i better get going”

“oh yeah absolutely!”

you began shuffling over to the end of the bed, stopping when you were now fully awake that you were completely naked under his cover.

trying to manoeuvre your way out of the bed without exposing yourself to him, turned out to be a struggle.

“could.. could you not look?” you sighed after realising that there was no way of getting out of this situation without making it awkward for the both of you.

slowly turning his head away from you, he said “i don’t want to look” a little bit too forceful.

if there was a top ten chart for the most awkward situations ever, this would at least make it to the top five.

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peter came out of the bathroom, previously being in the shower. he had a robe wrapped around his dripping body and white socks pulled up.

ned stood up off his bed hearing his best friends’ presence.

“hey, have you seen y/n?” he asked casually.

peter stood back and immediately answered “i’m not seeing y/n!”

peters eyes were wide, and his skin suddenly became very hot. a confused ned was taken aback by his friends change in attitude.

the room became silent again, the awkward silences really are a part of peter.

“what?”

“what?”

the two of them practically had a stare off in that moment, neither of them really knowing what the other meant.

“look whatever, we got to find her the ceremony is soon!”

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you trailed behind natasha and steve, all three of you gawking at the scenery.

the place was light up with fairy lights, chairs placed so specifically facing towards the altar.

you could only wish your wedding would look like this.

“psst, y/n” you heard next to you.

“you bet your ass i’m going to make your wedding look better” natasha winked, a smile wide on your face.

“better than this? come on nat, that’s pretty hard to beat.” you scoffed, how could you want anything more than what is here right now.

“we have our ways” steve included himself in the conversation.

“we aren’t kidding, y/n. we would have you there with you soon-to-be husband,” she pointed to the main centrepiece, “guests right here!” steve clapped his hands, getting over excited.

“oh, and people like your dad, us, peter-“

“peter?” you squeaked.

steve and nat both turned to you, “why would i care were peter is?” you forced out.

a fake laugh erupted from the back of your throat, both nat and steve stared you down with furrowed brows.

“you know, uh...” you began fiddling with you hands.

“sometimes i don’t even like peter!” you scoffed nonchalantly, only confusing the couple even more.

they both nodded as if they agreed, “okay?”

could this day be any more awkward?

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the wedding had begun.

all the guests were sitting in the once empty chairs you pointed out, the scent of burning candles flooding your senses. the band playing ever so beautifully topped the whole scene off.

you father, tony stark, was actually getting married. you couldn’t be more proud of him, any happier for him.

walking down the isle, arms linked with non other than the boy you had slept with just that night before, peter parker.

to say you were uncomfortable was an understatement.

leaning over your shoulder ever so slightly, he whispered “what we did last night was...”

“stupid” you finished for him.

he shook his head and laughed, “totally crazy and stupid.”

joining in on the laugh, you chucked “what were we thinking?”

leaning into your touch even more, “but i’m coming to your room tonight, right?”

you licked your lips as you felt a smirk forming on your face, “oh yeah, definitely”

and you walked to your designated spaces.

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so i didn’t want it to go over even more so... part three??

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

Two words ✨️Peter Parker✨️

Peter Parker Masterlist

Full story

In Case You Don’t Live Forever (Completed)

Rewritten Version (comeplete)

Peter Parker x Venom!reader

You are Peter Parker’s greatest love, and Venom is Spider-Mans greatest enemy

Where We Start Again

Peter Parker x Reader

How do you fake date someone you have real feelings for?

fine line

theres a fine line between love and hate and you and Peter dance it everyday

touch

You love him, but you can never touch him

Trial Run

You stop hating Peter long enough to realize you like him

scissorhands

Nothing is more human than having a heart

Requests and Headcanons

Baby Steps

Dad!Peter Parker x Rogers!reader

Peters baby girl isn’t walking or talking and Peter is worried

Isn’t He lovely

Dad!Peter Parker x reader

Peter and the Avengers meets his newborn for the first time

Ice Ice Baby

Peter Parker x ice powers!reader

You’re the newest Avenger and very insecure about your ice powers until a certain wall crawler makes you feel better

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice

Peter Parker x chef!reader

When Spider-Man isn’t fighting crime or stopping bad guys, he’s wearing an apron over his suit and learning how to bake with you

It’s my Party

Dad!Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Your dad throws your son his first birthday party, but Peter has other plans 

Like Father

Peter Parker x Lang!Reader

Cassie’s babysitter is cuter than you thought he’d be

Ink

Peter Parker x Reader

You have to hide your new ink from your tattoo hating boyfriend

A Soft Place to Land

Peter Parker x Reader

Aunt May finds you and Peter in a compromising position

Patches

Best Friend!Peter Parker x reader

You have nothing left to give Peter but a reason behind your actions

Wheezy

Peter Parker x Reader

Peter takes your asthma very seriously

She Will Always Hate Me

Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Peter breaks up you after your father dies and has to live with seeing you with someone else

Astrophilia

Peter Parker x Reader

You’re a 14 year old in love with space and Peter is a 14 year old in love with you.

Remedy Part Two

Peter Parker x Healing Powers!Reader

Your healing powers bring you to the Avengers towers where Tony and Happy play Cupid mercilessly with you and Peter

Have We Met?

Peter Parker x Reader

You know Peter is Spider-Man, but you flirt with each other in public as if you’ve never met

Anaconda

Peter Parker x Reader

Peter loves everything about his girlfriend, but something more than others

His Kiss, The Riot

Peter Parker x Reader

Who doesn’t like to be kissed on the cheek?

So Quiet Here

Part 2: Anthem

Peter Parker x Reader

Peter Parker has fallen out of love

She

Peter Parker x reader, MJ x reader

Peter puts his feelings for your aside when you develop feelings for someone else

Paranoid

Peter Parker x Reader

Your obsession with Criminal Minds gets your scared of everything, even Peter

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell

Peter Parker x trans!male reader

Peter finds out your secret at the same time you find out his

Too

Best friend!Peter Parker x reader

In which your childhood best friend falls in love with you, but you don’t feel the same…right?

Smile For Me

Peter Parker x reader

Peter grows bored during a study session and comes up with a game

Rotten Work

Peter Parker x Reader

You know what you have to do after Peters identity is revealed

Choking Hazard

Peter Parker x Reader

Peters PTSD causes him to do the unthinkable in his sleep

Violent Delights

Part Two: Violent Ends

Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Tony forbids you from dating Peter

I See Fire

Peter Parker x Reader

Your school bus crashes on the way to Washington D.C

The Cup

Peter Parker x Reader

A monogrammed cup might be the thing that reveals your forbidden relationship with Peter to the rest of the Avengers

That Should Be Me

Peter Parker x Reader

Big Time Rush and Justin Bieber are the I things helping Peter through the fact that you have a boyfriend

You Want To Be Loved

Peter Parker x Reader

You stop Peters panic attack the only way you know how

Held By Me

Peter Parker x Reader

Peters wonders if the intentions behind your affection are platonic or if there’s something more brewing behind them

Far From Her

Peter Parker x Reader

The school trip to Europe makes you and Peter re-examine your relationship

Wait For Me

Peter Parker x reader

You tell Steve the story of all the times you and Peter waited for each other

Ghosting

You still love Peter even after he’s gone

Cherry Wine

Peters relationship with his girlfriend harbors a dark secret

Take Me Home - Choose Your Own Ending

A hijacked summer vacation leaves you wondering where your heart lies

You end up with Loki

You end up with Peter

The Spectrum

Peter Parker x Autistic!reader

You’re new to the Avengers and get off on the wrong foot

25 To Life

Peter faces the repercussions of having his identity revealed

Player

Peter comforts you after Brad plays with your heart

Dummy

Peter is the only one who doesn’t make fun of your intelligence…or lack of

Adderall Squared

You meet Peter in college when he’s a little out of it

Captains Orders

You go through the process of finding out Peters secret, losing him, and reuniting

I Thought This Was a Closet Party

You and Peter get ahem…closer than expected when he helps you with a favor

Shake It

You held Peter out of a funk

Secret Langauge

Peter Parker x Mute!Reader

A study in the silence that comes when two people understand each other

Funny Seeing You Here

Tik Tok trend

You join Peter in the shower for a Tik Tok

Better Left Unsaid

Deaf!Peter Parker x reader

What the Heart Wants

You and Peter discover the worst night of your lives was the same night

Simple Additon

You and Peter grow close when he offers to tutor you in math, but he gets upset when you deny your friendship in school

Oh Brother

You and Peter start a secret relationship behind your brother Flash’s back

Laundry Wars

Enemies to lovers! (College edition)

This one boy keeps stealing your dryer

Under The Mistletoe

With the avengers well aware of your feelings for Peter, Tony holds a contest to see who can get you to kiss the most

Cool Kids

You walk in on some domestic bliss between your little brother and Peter

The Hint

Peter gets jealous when you have to flirt with someone else on a mission

Quirks

Peter finds out you have OCD

Scavenger Hunt

You send Peter on a Scanvenger hunt for Valentine’s Day

Innocent Until Proven Guilty

The Avengers start to suspect that Peter has a girlfriend

Obedience

After being tortured by HYDRA, you have to obey every command you’re given

Disobedience

You go to HYDRA to reverse your condition

Ornithology

When Peter gets overwhelmed, you let him write on your arms to calm him down

Give Yourself a Try

Enemies to lovers!

You and Peter get paired together for a school project

Full series

Hooked

You and Peter hook up but don’t know what it means

Kiwi

Peter is skeptical of your new guy friend

Peppermint

You discover that Peter hates the smell of peppermint when you wear peppermint chapstick

Dress

Peter sees you in a dress for the first time

Tangled

Peter finds out just how much you love his long hair

Petrichor

Peter finds you drawing and offers to model for you

Pillow Talk

A miscommunication makes you think Peter doesn’t like being intimate with you

Love Potion #9

When Peter and Bucky drink the love potion, they react very differently

Mr. and Mrs. Swift

Part two

Peter accidentally hits you over the head, causing you to forget you’reenemies

Everything Has Changed

High schools tests your friendship with Peter

Cumulonimbus

You like to ask Peter questions just to hear him talk

Wrong Number

Peter sends the right picture to the wrong number

Little Things

When you mess up a mission, Peter recruits the avengers to cheer you up

7 Minutes

When you start driving Peter home form school everyday, your relationship changes

Such a Gentleman

Peter always tries to be a gentleman around you, but sometimes, things slip out

NFWMB

Peter breaks up with you to keep you safe, but he can’t stay away

Caffeine

Peter’s shyness makes him an easy target at his new job, but you always stuck up for him

I Think He Knows

Peter thinks you’re hiding the same secret he is, and makes a fool out of himself trying to get you to admit it

The Box

Tony finds Peter’s box of condoms

Brutal Out Here

Peter gets jealous when you get paired with Brad for a project

Violent Delights

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Synopsis: Tony finds out about your relationship with Peter and forces you to break up. You tell yourself what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, but it ends up hurting you

Masterlist

Keeping things from your father wasn’t easy, but you’d managed to hide the fact you were dating Peter for exactly 78 days, four hours, and twelve minutes.

Kisses were exchanged in FRIDAY’s blind spots and you’d only hold hands out of sight or when you were alone. Your dad knew you and Peter were close friends, so he didn’t question the date nights, though he didn’t know they were dates, or the frequent trips to each other’s rooms. Being with Peter was amazing on its own, but keeping it a secret made it exhilarating. As much as you loved it, you knew your time as a secret couple wouldn’t last forever. The other Avengers were getting suspicious. There had been too many instances of you falling asleep on Peters shoulder during a movie or Peter mysteriously having lipstick on his lips for them not to notice. Despite their suspicions, no one said anything. 

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Yesss

replacement pt. 2 || peter parker x stark!reader || tony stark x stark!daughter!reader || series

i do not own any gifs used. all credits go to the original creator. 

 summary: After your mother’s death, your father, Tony Stark takes you in. Your heart breaks as you realize he’s already found a child in the broken kid with spider-like powers.

word count: 1884 words

a/n: as i wrote this, i was watching jacksepticeye’s livestream on his youtube channel. he, and several other youtubers, are currently doing charity livestreams for covid-19 (corona virus) relief for the next few hours, so if you can, please head over there and donate!  if you can’t watch, head over here to donate:D

warnings: none. please let me know if there are!

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 It’d been a couple days since you first met Tony. Calling him your ‘dad’ seemed out of place since your first interaction. You hadn’t seen Peter since either; not that you cared.

 You honestly didn’t know what you expected when you’d first meet your father. You built a fantasy of him in your head ever since you were little. In your head, he’d be a middle aged man with graying hair and an irrational love for baseball who’d enjoy the occasional beer while sat in balcony of his townhouse. Not the billionaire philanthropist with hundreds of estates and his Iron Man suit inside a room in the building you lived in.

 You barely got to get to know Tony, it all seemed like such a big let down. On the day you first met him, he shortly had to leave to attend to some ‘Avengers Business’, however insisting Peter show you around the tower. 

The entire tour felt like repeated slaps in the face. 

 You realized just how close Peter was with man who was supposed to be your father. The boy appeared to be rather quiet when you first met him, however, he never refrained from going on minutes long rants about certain memories he had associated with each and every room in your new home. His expression was almost childish while he recalled encounters he’d had with Tony and other Avengers, his hands moving as if animated. 

 It was almost cute, listening to the boy rather excitedly jump from topic to topic while walking you around the compound, but the entire time you couldn’t help the resentment growing for Peter as he spoke about the memories he had which you, Tony Stark’s real daughter, should have had instead. 

 Anger seeped through you with every word Peter let out the entire hour of the tour, describing the life you had missed out on, and instead the one he got. You couldn’t help but let out a groan as he took you to yet another floor of the building, the one that you were supposed to stay in but still, another floor filled with probably half a dozen new rooms for Peter to go on and on about.

 You decided to take it until you reached one of the kitchens and Peter’s eyes lit up, about to tell you a story about something to do with Tony making him try a new brand of coffee as they worked on his chemistry homework together, which made you realize you had enough.

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pairing: peter parker (mcu) x fem!fitzsimmons!reader

summary: peter parker was everything you wanted to be, but you just couldn't hate him for it

warnings: a few little spoilers for agents of shield, this is not as sad as i wanted it to be, but whatever

notes: reader is fitzsimmons daughter! i imagine them to be pretty young parents, she might be about 16 while they're 36

you weren't sure when your obsession with peter parker had begun, but you were sure that it was psychotic at this point. you couldn't help it. there was a thin line between love and hate and you danced it every day.

your problem was that you just couldn't hate him. you honestly wished you could, be he was perfect and he was nice and you wanted to be everything that he already was.

he was a hero and you wished you could help the people like he did. you weren't special. you didn't have any abilities, you mostly stuck to the lab and spend most your time inventing things for the people that were special.

ever since your parents team had finished their last mission your mother and father had settled into the avengers facility. they decided to only work from here, after they had had you, to keep you and each other safe. and naturally, you followed their example. you were incredibly smart, and how couldn't you? you were the daughter of the most brilliant scientiests shield and the world had ever seen.

it was your dream to leave these halls and go on missions like your parents used to, but they knew the danger and wanted to keep you safe. you were homeschooled and almost never left the tower. you were like rapunzel if she had been academically gifted.

this was your personal prison and you couldn't help but wonder if this was all you were fit for.

and then came peter. he was the same age as you and he was the living proof that there was always something more to aspire, that you wouldn't ever be able to reach.

maybe it was that self-destructive behaviour, but sometimes you wished that something would bite you or that someone would experiment on you, just so you could have what they had. this jealousy made you bitter. you didn't want to be like this, and you hated yourself for basically throwing longing glances after peter every day.

"hey, sweetheart" your dad stuck his head through the door of the labatory

"hey" you smiled softly

he walked into the room, your lab coat in hand. "you forgot it in the living room"

"thanks, dad" he smiled and patted your shoulder

"peter is on his way, his suit needs some adjustments i think"

you nodded and your father left the room. you turned your back to the door and began searching the material you would need to work on the spider-man suit.

peter parker was making his way down the hall towards you lab in the same time. what you didn't know was, that he probably had the same admiration for you as you for him. he would watch you any time you didn't look. he knew that your parents on their own were smarter than tony stark, so you were like magic to him. besides that you were beautiful and funny and he wished that you would look at him like your mum looked at your dad. that was the kind of love he was longing for

"peter" you said surprised as you noticed the boy leaning in the doorway

"hey" peter smiled, stepping inside the room, after you had nodded at him

"how can i help you?" you gently took the suit from his hands

"uuh, just some suit adjustments"

"why didn't you ask uncle tony to adjust it? he build the suit, didn't he?"

"you're smarter than him" he said quickly, not wanting to reveal the real reason. he would do anything to be in your presence

"i know that" you laughed "but this is a new one" you turned the fabric around. "nano-tech" you noticed "i'm not sure if i have the right tools to work on that"

"oh" peter just said, trying to think of something else to ask you "could you take a look at my web-shooters?"

"sure" you smiled. it wasn't the first time that peter made you take a look at things that were either completely fine or he could fix himself. it made you wonder if he did it to make you even more jealous. "is something wrong with them?"

"i'm not sure" peter scratched his neck "you're better than me with those things, i'm sure you will notice if there is a problem" he was proud, he could flatter you with his answer

you had to smile. and if he just did all this to make you jealous, he was so nice, you couldn't even hate him for it.

after inspecting the shooters for a few minutes, you gave them back. "they seem fine to me"

"okay" peter said "thank you" he grabbed his things and left the room, looking at you for a last time, before he walked down the hallway

he had hoped that you would eventually get the hint. you were smart enough to know that he could fix any web-shooter problem himself, but he wasn't sure how to reach you if it hadn't to do with what you could do best. to peter's luck your social competence was at the same level as that of your father, you didn't even think that he would visit your lab just to see you and not to anger you

you took a look at the clock, noticing that it was almost time for dinner. you took off the lab coat and your gloves, before you made your way downstairs. today was sunday, which meant that the whole team would eat together.

before you walked into the big dining room, you made a stop at your family's apartment.

"alya?" you called. you opened the door to your sisters room. she was playing on the floor together with deke.

"i'm not quiet sure you should be doing this" you grabbed your sister from the floor. she was about two years old now.

"quality time with my mother, why not?" deke stood behind you while you changed alya out of her pyjama

"because your mother is a toddler right now" you rolled your eyes. "i'm sure nana and bobo would agree with me" you said sarcastically, using the nicknames deke always used with your parents

"only bobo would" he corrected "nana would think i'm the cutest"

"sure" you shrugged, adjusting alya on your hip "are you coming to dinner or are you gonna continue hiding in here?"

"like you do in your lab?" he asked

"that's not the same and you know that" you shook your head "i'm not hiding, i'm working and it's not like i don't want to be outside of this building"

"sure" deke followed you out of the apartment and down the hallway to the labs. you knocked on the door

"mum, dad" you called "dinner!"

"just think about it!" deke encouraged "meeting different people.. boys" he smirked

"stop talking like this" you shook your head, disgusted "you're my nephew"

"and currently i'm like fifteen years older than you" he shrugged "and what you need is a bit experience in terms of da-"

fitz had just stepped into the hallway at the same second and left deke no other choice than to finish his sentence differently

"-ta analysis"

fitz nodded proudly "he's right, monkey. there is no science without data analysis, it rolls off the tongue amazingly, don't you think?"

your mum, who had just left the room looked between her husband and grandson confused.

"let's just go to dinner" you suggested "maybe leave the lab coats"

your family walked down the hallway together. despite you being too late, the table was entirely empty except for peter and vision.

"huh?" fitz wondered

"a new mission?" jemma asked vision and took alya out of your arms to seat her in the high chair

"indeed, doctor simmons" vision nodded "the team has been called to an emergency. peter wasn't wanted, that is why he is here"

"thank you, vision" peter smiled sarcastically

the sarcasm didn't quiet reach vision though. "not a problem"

deke and you were the last two people standing. before you could react, deke had sat down beside vision, leaving the last avaible seat next to peter. of course the table was huge, but it would be weird to sit down away from the others, so you obligated.

deke motioned to peter with his eyes. 'experience in terms of dating' he mouthed

'shut up' you mouthed back, trying to ignore him for the rest of dinner.

"so.." peter turned to look at you "how is school going, ms genuis?"

"pretty good, i'd say" you laughed awkwardly, shoving a few fries into your mouth "my teachers are happy with my performance"

"don't be silly, darling" your mother chimed in "her teachers are astounished by her workload. but yours must be too, peter. tony tells me, you are quiet intelligent yourself"

"ehh, thank you, doctor simmons" peter smiled

"jemma is just fine" your mother looked between you and peter. she had noticed how you looked at each other

"okay" peter nodded "thank you, jemma"

"yeah, you can still call me agent fitz" your father smiled his typical smile that he would use on people he didn't like. he had just decided that he loathed the boy and definetly the way he was looking at his daughter

"fitz!" jemma scolded, but fitz just shrugged his shoulders

"i'm actually a big fan" peter said, making all heads turn to him "your work on agent coulsons team was incredible!" he complimented

"thank you, peter" jemma smiled flattered

"and y/n is so brilliant!" he went even further "she always helps me with my stuff and she invents incredible things!"

"she's amazing, we know that" fitz rolled his eyes. he was probably the proudest of you and knew how brilliant you were, he didn't need some boy to tell him

"be nice, bobo" deke smiled brightly at peter "peter, do you happen to have a girlfriend?"

fitz choked on his water, your eyes grew big, vision looked confused and peter laughed awkwardly

"n-no" he said "why do you ask?"

"whoa" fitz stood up from the table, dragging you out of your seat "look at the time! it's already so late. we have to get back to work, jemma" he pushed you towards your sister "would you get alya ready for her nap, y/n? and deke you'll help her, yeah?"

"i thought i wasn't allowed to take care of mum" deke said confused "paradoxon and all"

"just do it" fitz said aggressively

"see you, y/n!" peter could only say right before fitz pushed you and deke down the hallway, alya in your arms.

"what do you think about peter?" deke stood next to you, while you were busy putting alya into her romper

"i love petey!" alya giggled

"you don't" you shook your head at her "you don't even know him. what about him, deke?"

"he's cute, isn't he?"

"something you want to tell me?" you asked your nephew (yeah, definetly weird) while you put alya down in her crib and left the room, deke close behind you

"of course not for me. for you, nini" ever since you had found out about your relation he had called you that. just like he called you parents nana and bobo

"for me?" you wondered "you know that i don't even like him?"

"your eyes tell another story! you're always looking at him"

"because he can do everything i want to do!" you argued "i wish i could go outside and safe the world, but i'm always stuck in that stupid lab"

"you love science!" deke laughed, like he couldn't believe what you were saying "you're incredible at it!"

"i wish i wasn't" you sat down on the couch "maybe i could actually do something then" your eyes fell on the clock "i have to go back to the lab and finish some stats for uncle tony. don't play with your mother!" you quickly left the apartment, before deke could get another word in

"y/n, you're beautiful and funny" you looked around confused, before you noticed the sound coming out of your very own lab

"peter?" you asked when you opened the door and saw him standing in the middle of the room

"y/n!" peter exclaimed surprised "what are you doing here?"

"i work.. here?" you stepped into the room and closed the door behind you "another problem with the web-shooters?" you asked, grabbing your coat from it's hanger

"no, i actually came here to talk to you"

you raised your eyebrows

peter took a shaky breath "y/n" he said "you're beautiful and funny and incredibly brilliant"

you crossed your arms, confused in which direction this was going

"and i wanted to know if you'd go on a date with me?"

"a date?" you repeated, peter nodded "why?"

"w-why?" peter seemed like he did not think you would ask such a question

"you're a superhero" you reminded "why would you want to go out with me? you do know that i don't have any superpowers, right?"

peter almost had to laugh. you didn't seem like you were offended or sad that you wouldn't fit in the same social circle, but more like you couldn't crompehend why he would ask you out. just coming from a logical perspective

"i know" peter smiled "you're so much more than that! you're incredible at what you do, i wish i was that smart"

"but you are" you said, still confused "and you have super strength which is another pro"

"y/n" peter breathed "i don't think you understand what i'm trying to say"

"are you making fun of me?" you wondered "make me even more jealous?"

"jealous?" peter laughed "jealous of what? that i can maybe name the first ten numbers of pi?"

"that's not a lot" you mumbled

"i know!" peter laughed "that's what i'm saying! you're so much better at literally everything, why would you be jealous?"

"you're a hero"

"and you aren't?" peter's eyes grew soft as he noticed that you really didn't think of yourself as a hero, quite contrary to what he thought of you "how am i supposed to be a hero without my web-shooters or my suit? if you hadn't improved the shooters, i would've died last year. you don't seem to realize that your inventions save lives. not only my life, but those of the avengers, of thousands of people"

"thank you, peter" you smiled "but i don't do the actual saving"

"that's why we're a team, no one could do any saving without each other"

"i never thought about it like this" you said honestly. it was a bit like a weight had just been lifted off your shoulder. you never thought that anyone aprreciated or even noticed the work that you did in your lab. but peter had. just like you had always noticed everything about him. but only now did you realize that the feeling you had harboured wasn't envy, but love. you had loved him from the first moment on and you had loved him for what he was.

"i could never do what you do" you said "and that's okay"

"yeah" peter nodded "and you love what you do, don't you?" he stepped closer to you and you looked up at him. "did i ever tell you that you were beautiful?" he asked

"yeah" you breathed "like five minutes ago"

"no harm in saying it again" peter stepped even closer "can i kiss you?"

you nodded quickly. peter came even closer and planted a featherlight kiss onto your mouth

"i think i like you more than anyone i ever knew" you whispered "so much even i thought i should hate you"

peter paused, confused before he nodded "i'll take that. me too"

and with that he kissed you again. you deepened the kiss, your hands going into his hair, until you heard a beeping noise.

"what was that?" peter wondered

you looked behind him to confirm your suspicion "deke listened in through the baby monitor" you would keep it with you, because your lab was closest to the apartment and because your parents often couldn't check on alya when they were in the middle of an experiment. you didn't mind though, she almost never cried.

peter turned around to look at the monitor. deke was closer to the camera than you had wanted him to be, his face plastered over the entire display. "i'm so happy for you, nini!" he smiled brightly

"can he see us?" peter whispered

you shook your head "just ignore him"

peter laughed and kissed you again, while deke quickly pulled the plug of the monitor the moment he heard your lab coat hit the floor.

DAY 15: A HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS

pairing: platonic!avengers x gn!stark!reader, peter parker x gn!stark!reader

summary: just a few domestic headcanons about living with the avengers

warnings: mentions of kissing

notes: not really christmas themed, but whatever lol

living in the stark tower was the best thing in the world for you. you were sixteen and it felt like all of a sudden you had a huge family, when before it had always only been your dad and you

the best thing about it was, that they all didn't really act like grown ups but more like much older siblings. but it was great to have some role models, that weren't pepper or tony

then when peter and his aunt moved into the tower, you couldn't have been happier. he was your age and the both of you hit it off immidiately

tony wasn't really happy about this, but he knew that both you and peter were good kids and eventually accepted it, to his luck, the avengers really are teenager and constantly made jokes about your and peters relationship

the worst thing that ever happened was when sam caught you and peter making out in the kitchen on new years day. of course, sam being sam, he didn't shut up about it and it took about ten minutes for everyone to know

that situation was mentioned a lot during the next few months and you and peter found it absolutely embarassing.

every sunday there is a big family dinner, which includes all the avengers and is mandatory

these dinners are CHAOTIC, it's loud and everyone talks over the other but you absolutely love it and wouldn't have it any other way

every friday evening is game night and each of the avengers takes it very serious, because the winner decided what you'll eat on sunday. sometimes you play scrabble, or poker and sometimes also charade, which was banned after a few times, because peter and you always won

the avengers were sure you were cheating, but peter and you had just decided on very indicating gestures that told the other if the word was a movie, a book or anything else

steve spend a week researching how you had done it

speaking of steve: you love to show him and thor everything that is going on in the world, considering they're the ones that aren't really on the internet

you created a tiktok account for thor and he only made one video and went viral immediately, gatherin thousands of follower, while you have like a hundred followers, despite posting 200+ tiktoks

you have a close relationship with wanda and nat, those two are often the most sane adults around you, so you often come to them if you have problems, like a fight with peter or anything

ultimately you keep a close relationship with all of the avengers and they're like a family to you

you're probably the most loved 16 year old in the world lmao

taglist: @twistedhistory @bakingintheshire @mqstermindswift @taygrls @athenalikethegoddess @helpimhopelesslyinlove

marvel masterlist

fluff (f), angst (a), suggestive (s), platonic (p), injury/ blood (w), humor (c)

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❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 ❜

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𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟 (1.1k)

i wish I could take your pain away too (1.1k) — after pietro's death, you try to comfort your sister (a,p)

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𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 (4.3k)

fix me up (1.6k) — there's nothing peter can do to save your life (a)

underneath the tree (1.2k) — you and peter both struggle to find the perfect gift and end up proving why you belong together (f,w)

tolerate it (1.5k) — maybe you and peter had done a good job at ignoring your problems, or maybe there was nothing worth saving anymore (a)

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𝐦𝐜𝐮!𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 (5.1k)

a holly jolly christmas (0.4k) — just a few domestic headcanons about living with the avengers (f)

lacy (2.7k) —peter parker was everything you wanted to be, but you just couldn't hate him for it (f,a,s)

hey stephen (2k) —you and peter have to fix a little mistake one of the avengers made. luckily you're a great team (f,c)

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LIZZY'S SUMMER BLOWOUT !!

-> as a thank you for an amazing summer, with great interactions, beautiful and nice people on here and all your support, i decided to post all the fics set around summer or at end of it in the weeks to come!!

-> all works featured can be found here or under this hashtag: #lizzyssummerblowout

AUGUST, mattheo riddle

is he really yours, when there is someone who could love him better? -> SEPTEMBER 12

WOULD'VE, COULD'VE, SHOULD'VE, luke castellan

luke was everything to you once, now it feels like he took all that you had -> SEPTEMBER 14

STYLE, draco malfoy

draco and you never go out of style..-> SEPTEMBER 16

THE ALCHEMY, jj maybank

all this time you thought he was in love with kie, when it's really you he wants -> SEPTEMBER 18

HEY STEPHEN, peter parker

you and peter go on a mission.. and are also dating -> SEPTEMBER 20

MINE, theodore nott

theo and your life together throughout the years -> SEPTEMBER 26

IVY, knox overstreet

knox and you are not allowed to be together, but the heart wants what it wants, right? -> SEPTEMBER 22

I CAN FIX HIM (NO REALLY I CAN), jess mariano

jess got in a fight... again -> SEPTEMBER 24

NO BODY, NO CRIME (1), theodore nott

murder mystery au in hogwarts -> OCTOBER 1

ps: thank you so much for almost 1.5k followers!! i couldn’t be more grateful for all of you and i will be doing a special as soon as we reach it!!

—hey stephen

pairing: peter parker x fem!stark!reader

summary: you and peter have to fix a little mistake one of the avengers made. luckily you're a great team

warnings: flirting, theft lol

note: i realized too late i hadn't put it in the queqe lol!

the night sky loomed above you, a soft haze of stars disappearing into the city’s light pollution. a high-rise office building stretched into the clouds, and at its base, peter was already halfway up, scaling the glass like it was nothing. your fingers tapped the device your dad had insisted you bring, ensuring your escape route was intact—just in case.

"the probability of falling to your death is one in three," you called out, voice laced with dry amusement as you watched peter's slow climb from the ground.

from above, peter’s voice crackled through your earpiece, laced with sarcasm. "what do the statistics say about people with spider-powers?" he paused to look down at you, clearly rolling his eyes beneath the mask.

with a smirk, you tapped the small stark tech device on your wrist, instantly teleporting yourself from the ground to the roof he was climbing toward. when you appeared, you peeked over the ledge to see him still climbing, almost there. "they say, that they're kind of slow."

peter stopped climbing and turned his head in your direction, scowling up at you. "ha ha" he muttered, clearly unimpressed. still, you could see a grin forming under the mask as he climbed up the last few feet. "and what do they say about people with teleporting powers and stark-level egos?"

you quirked a brow, amusement dancing on your lips. "that we don’t have time to climb up buildings for fun," you shot back.

"whatever" he replied playfully, as he walked around you, to look through the glass of the roof and into the room beneath it. "do we have any information about the security system?"

"vision has already gotten rid of any alarms or anything else, but we still have a problem"

peter and you stared through the glass next to each other, as larry, the security guard, walked through the hallway. he was one of the kind who took their jobs a tad bit too seriously.

the museum was a place that had never been robbed before, solemnly because of larry.

you loved when your dad would pick you out to go on a mission, the higher the stakes, the better, but he had not disclosed what kind he was sending you on this time, before you had agreed.

normally this was far beyond the mission any of the avengers would take on, but thor had accidently packed on of your dads and bruce's invitation into a box you had planned to gift to the museum.

you had asked him if there was no way to just invent it again, to which tony had rolled his eyes and exclaimed with theatrical dramaticness that there was no way in hell anyone in new york, let alone america would survive, if the little device got into the wrong hands.

both you and peter had advised him not to build life-threatening devices ever again.

but now you were here and there was no way back.

"whatever" peter replied playfully, walking around you to peer through the glass on the roof, his eyes scanning the room below. "do we have any information about the security system?"

"vision’s already taken care of the alarms and cameras," you answered, eyes still locked on the space beneath. "but we’ve got a problem."

you and peter stood shoulder to shoulder, staring down through the reinforced glass at the one obstacle neither of you had expected: larry, the security guard. he was patrolling the museum’s halls with an intensity that would put some SHIELD agents to shame. larry was infamous for taking his job way too seriously, a fact that had somehow kept this museum entirely free of robbery attempts.

peter let out a low whistle, shaking his head. "that’s larry, isn’t it? guy’s basically the captain america of museum security.”

"yup," you sighed, arms crossed as you watched larry methodically sweep each room like he was guarding the crown jewels. "this mission is supposed to be high-stakes, not high-annoyance."

your father had pulled you into this last-minute mission, and you couldn’t help but smirk at the memory of his over-the-top explanation for why this was necessary. thor had accidentally packed one of tony's and bruce’s experimental devices in a gift box meant for this museum, and now that same device was on display, tucked away in some artifact. to tony, this was practically a world-ending catastrophe.

"couldn't you just, you know... build another one?" you had asked at the time, exasperation dripping from your voice.

tony had responded by rolling his eyes dramatically, as if you’d just suggested throwing away the mona lisa. "do you want the wrong hands getting this tech? because that’s how we all end up in serious, world-ending trouble."

that, of course, had been enough to get you and Peter on board. especially after the last world-ending trouble, your father had been involved in, had led to robots invading sokovia and ripping it out of the ground.

but now, staring at larry pacing the hallway like he was auditioning for an action movie, you were starting to regret that decision.

"we’ve got to get him out of there" peter whispered. "or this is going to get messy fast"

you nodded. "and vision can’t mess with his comms or knock him out—he’s just a regular guy, after all. we can’t exactly web him up and call it a day"

"yeah" peter agreed. "but we can’t just waltz in either. larry’s about three steps away from spotting us and sounding the alarm. and there goes our quiet heist"

peter shifted beside you, fidgeting like he always did when he was thinking up a plan. you could practically see the gears turning in his head. he turned to you, his face half-hidden under the mask, but you could feel the grin even if you couldn’t see it. "how good are you at distractions?"

you raised an eyebrow. "depends on the distraction. what are you thinking?"

peter leaned down, pointing at the far end of the hallway where a ventilation shaft led into the room larry was patrolling. "you teleport down there, maybe drop something—make some noise. when larry goes to investigate, i’ll slip in and get the device"

you glanced at the vent, calculating the distance between it and larry’s patrol route. it could work. you could make just enough noise to pull him out of the main exhibit area without alerting him too much.

“fine” you muttered, already prepping yourself. “but you owe me.”

peter chuckled, tapping the side of his mask. "i’ll pay you back in kisses. how’s that?"

"disgusting, actually" rolling your eyes, you disappeared in a flash, teleporting down into the vent, making sure to land as quietly as possible. the cold metal of the air duct pressed against your knees as you crawled toward the room below, spotting larry a few feet away, completely oblivious.

reaching for your utility belt, you pulled out a small stark gadget—a harmless little device designed to make a loud noise when activated. with a quick flick of your wrist, you dropped it through the slats in the vent, watching as it clattered to the floor.

larry’s head snapped toward the sound immediately. His footsteps echoed through the room as he headed toward the noise, flashlight in hand. you teleported yourself back to the roof in time to see Peter lower himself through the glass on a webline, slipping into the room like a shadow.

“good?” you whispered into your comm.

peter’s voice came back soft but smug. "good. I'm heading to the artifact now."

you watched from above as Peter made his way through the room, quiet as ever. he moved between the display cases with ease, his eyes trained on the object in question—a small, unassuming vase, inside of which was the deadly device your dad had carelessly gifted to the museum.

"you think they’d put the dangerous stuff in a more secure spot," peter whispered, now crouched by the display.

"it’s a vase," you whispered back. "nobody thinks vases are dangerous."

peter snorted. "clearly, they’ve never been on a mission with you.”

“clearly, my dad is just as smart, considering he gave a kid a multi-million dollar suit” you teased.

"oh, shut up!" peter shook his head, but you could hear in his voice that he wasn't actually angry or offended at the joke. he carefully removed the vase from its display, switching it out with an identical replica tony had provided. “got it,” he said, holding the real one up to the light.

but just as he turned to leave, larry came back into view. peter froze mid-step, his eyes darting to the closest hiding spot—a decorative column far too narrow to be much help.

“uh, y/n?” peter’s voice was tense. “i think larry’s about to spot me”

“how close are you to the exit?” you asked, already preparing to teleport in if things got messy.

“close enough... but not without being seen” peter muttered. he shifted, trying to move around the column without larry noticing.

you sighed, rolling your eyes. "fine. hold tight."

in an instant, you teleported into the hallway just a few feet behind larry, making just enough noise to catch his attention. he spun around, his flashlight sweeping the area where you had appeared.

peter took the opportunity to slip past, barely making a sound as he darted for the exit.

larry's flashlight landed on you for just a second before you teleported again, this time to the roof, heart racing as you reappeared beside peter.

"that was close," you breathed, watching as larry scratched his head below, completely unaware of what had just happened and probably blaming the hint of your figure on his sleep deprivation.

he let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. “you realize this was extremely stupid, right?”

you raised an eyebrow, not missing a beat. “what, you worried about me?”

peter shrugged, not quite meeting your eyes. “i mean, if you got caught, who else would pull me out of this mess?”

you gave him a playful shove. "please. i’d just teleport out, and you’d be stuck explaining to larry why you’re playing spider-man in a museum."

he grinned behind his mask, shaking his head. “you’re impossible, you know that?”

“yeah, well, you’re the one who drags me into these missions,” you shot back, crossing your arms. “besides, i saved your butt down there.”

peter held up the vase, the light glinting off it's surface. "i think we're even now. how about we call it a tie?"

you smirked. "tie? not a chance, parker. you owe me big time for this"

peter's eyes crinkled at the edges, the grin behind his mask unmistakable. “all right, all right. i’ll buy you dinner.”

“dinner?” you arched an eyebrow. “is that how you plan to repay me?”

he shrugged, but the mischievous spark in his eyes was impossible to miss. “seems fair, right?”

before you could reply, vision's voice chimed in over your comm. "y/n, peter, congratulations on a successful retrieval. the quinjet is ready for extraction."

peter gave a mock salute. "see? mission accomplished. we’re golden."

you couldn’t help but smile as you rolled your eyes. "fine, but next time, you get to deal with larry."

peter paused for a moment, tilting his head slightly. “you sure? i think larry kind of likes you. he was definitely staring a bit when you teleported in behind him.”

you scoffed, shaking your head as you turned to head for the extraction point. "do you ever stop staring at me?"

peter’s voice was soft but completely sincere as he jogged to catch up beside you. “no, not really.”

you shot him a sideways glance, trying not to let the warmth in his voice get to you. "smooth, parker."

he grinned again, slipping the vase into the protective case tony had provided. “hey, can’t help it. you’re kind of hard to ignore.”

"right," you muttered, suppressing a smile. "let’s just focus on not getting caught next time, yeah?”

“deal,” peter agreed, but his voice held that familiar teasing edge. "but maybe we should stick to flirting only after we’re out of danger.”

you rolled your eyes. “maybe you should stop flirting in near-death situations.”

peter shrugged, a playful glint still in his eye. “what can i say? it keeps things interesting.”

This series is just perfection it has everything from angst , fluff , banter to intense tension everyone should read it once atleast 💗🌟

Dancing With Our Hands Tied - Masterlist

SUMMARY: Peter and Reader get off on the wrong foot, which leads them to a messy, complicated and steamy relationship filled with hate, love and half-witty insults. (bonus: based off of Taylor Swift’s song Dancing With Our Hands Tied on reputation)

TROPE: Enemies to lovers

PAIRING: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader & Stark!Reader

WARNINGS: Sexual tension, swearing, violence/sparring, occasional make-out and/or implied smut but no details, angst (duh), fluff, bitchy reader, bitchy peter, they’re all bitches okay, slowburn (slow, slow but the burrrn), mutual pining

SPOTIFY PLAYLIST: here (user: eshokk)

PROLOGUE

PART ONE

PART TWO 

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE 

PART SIX 

PART SEVEN

PART EIGHT

PART NINE 

PART TEN 

PART ELEVEN

PART TWELVE 

PART THIRTEEN 

PART FOURTEEN 

PART FIFTEEN

PART SIXTEEN

PART SEVENTEEN

PART EIGHTEEN

PART NINETEEN

PART TWENTY

PART TWENTY-ONE

PART TWENTY-TWO (coming soon!)

Dancing With Our Hands Tied - Masterlist

SUMMARY: Peter and Reader get off on the wrong foot, which leads them to a messy, complicated and steamy relationship filled with hate, love and half-witty insults. (bonus: based off of Taylor Swift’s song Dancing With Our Hands Tied on reputation)

TROPE: Enemies to lovers

PAIRING: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader & Stark!Reader

WARNINGS: Sexual tension, swearing, violence/sparring, occasional make-out and/or implied smut but no details, angst (duh), fluff, bitchy reader, bitchy peter, they’re all bitches okay, slowburn (slow, slow but the burrrn), mutual pining

SPOTIFY PLAYLIST: here (user: eshokk)

PROLOGUE

PART ONE

PART TWO 

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE 

PART SIX 

PART SEVEN

PART EIGHT

PART NINE 

PART TEN 

PART ELEVEN

PART TWELVE 

PART THIRTEEN 

PART FOURTEEN 

PART FIFTEEN

PART SIXTEEN

PART SEVENTEEN

PART EIGHTEEN

PART NINETEEN

PART TWENTY

PART TWENTY-ONE

PART TWENTY-TWO (coming soon!)

requests are open !! 🕸

opening up my requests for peter!! writing peace made me want to write some more + i need some inspiration so please send some in if you want! 

also please read my guidelines first before requesting :)

And this is epic too. Like- Fucking hell... People are epic.

Hard Enough

A/N:  Based off of THIS PROMPT by @liz-allyn​!

****IMPORTANT NOTE:  So, for this I decided to mix characters. Reader is the Stark!Reader with quake powers in my Stark!Verse, mixed with TASM!Peter Parker. So, I’m basically now making a little multiverse within my own stories? So. I guess we can call it the Crumble!Verse lmao I’m sorry. ****

Pairings/Characters: Peter Parker x Reader (Andrew Garfield’s Peter)

Warnings: Swearing, graphic depictions of violence, end fluff

Summary:  Based on THIS PROMPT: Spider-Man is missing - kidnapped by a mob of ruthless enemies.

This is definitely post-college, adult Spider-Man

WC: 2,437

You and Spider-Man were so, so careful. Your jobs made having a life a little difficult. However, they made having a romantic life extremely difficult, but you both had your ways around it. While you couldn’t scream your love from the rooftops publicly, you were able to share your love with your close, private circle of friends and family. You didn’t even have each other’s names in your phones. Peter’s name for you was, “My Love <3.” Your name for him was something along the lines of, “BoyToy3000.”

No one said they had to make sense.

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