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@itsyparker
#soft & pretty
hit 💓 for a closed starter from peter-man?
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“yeah, i get bruises all the time–” at least that wasn’t a lie. she’d been too focused on looking at the cuts she was showing off to even give the other a glance, proudly tapping on the bruises, almost as if she wanted him to know that it didn’t hurt and she was tough. but when she did look up, all intentions of showing off vanished from her mind. she knew him. this kid was in old photos around her house, high school year books, she should’ve expected this. this was her dad. and she suddenly seemed a lot more shaken. “y-yeah, it’s all g-good,” she muttered, probably even paler than she normally was, eyes widened, but trying to hide her surprise. she really was a shit liar.
when the girl suddenly turned really pale, peter’s eyes widened. okay, now he was starting to get really worried about her. “are you sure you’re okay? you know, maybe- maybe you should sit down.” peter said, trying not to sound worried and gestured at the bench he had earlier placed his backpack on. she looked so pale that peter was afraid that she was going to faint. “then we can go get you bandaids.” peter continued and glanced away from her. “uh, you can call me peter. what’s your name?”
“oh, this ??” she wasn’t even sure if the other had been looking at the cuts and bruises on her arms and cheeks, let alone if they were interested. she thought she’d show them off anyway. “it’s nothing, really. just got into a fight, and of course, i won.” she did not feel the need to inform them that she’d actually acquired the discoloured skin and scratches while trying to do some wallcrawling, and miserably failing once she’d spotted a bird.
peter sighed in defeat and zipped up his backpack. of course he had ran out of band-aids. way to go, peter. way to go. “uh, are you sure?” he asked as he turned to look at the girl whom he had just met. for some weird reason, peter couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had seen her before. seriously, there was something almost freakishly familiar about her... but peter’s mind was drawing a blank after a night of little sleep.
Peter: Are you okay?
Tony, crying: Yeah, it’s just these onions.
Peter, to the onions: What the fuck did you do to Mr.Stark-
stephen cast a glance at the webbing on the wall before turning around. “did you do this?” he asked, quirking an accusing eyebrow at him. [ @itsyparker ]
unmasked, peter sat on the pavement and tried to catch his breath. he had been on his way to get dinner when he had walked into a situation where the friendly neighborhood webslinger had been needed. “sorry, i ... missed, sir. but don’t worry, it will dissolve in an hour. or two.” sighing, peter rested his arms on his knees. "um, this is going to sound weird, but can we pretend that you haven’t seen my face?”
atkarazorel
“Nice try but nope.” She answered with a grin. “Not a goddess, just a friendly flying alien.” She said as she held out her hand. “I’m Supergirl. I always wanted to meet you all.
PETER took her hand and gave it a shake. (she had a strong grip.) “well, it’s nice to meet you, supergirl.” he laughed and rubbed his neck. “and uh, yeah, i was just kidding. i’ve always wanted to meet you. and superman. he isn't here, is he? ”
[phone ringing]
Peter: *picks up phone* Avengers Tower, cute one speaking.
hit 💓 for a closed starter from peter-man?
@itsyparker LIKED FOR A STARTER !!!
“Well, well, well.” She said with fascination as she caught the sight of the webslinger. Ever since she got stuck in Chronopolis, she had met, or at least discovered through reading, a handful of superheroes she had not met before. “You must be Spider-Man.”
PETER smiled at her behind his mask. “at your service! and you must be, wait, let me guess, wonder woman?” he joked with a shrug. peter had recognized the symbol on her chest as soon as he had seen her. “did i get it right?”
Spiderman: Homecoming (2017)
“Hey, how long we been here anyways?”
- “37 minutes.”
“What?!”
if there’s anything MAY PARKER claims to be good at , it’s keeping the atmosphere comfortable in times of trouble . while half - forced , the smile on her face stays still across her lips , emitting soft hums of the music as the occasion carries on . ❛ loving your look , it’s adorable . ❜ she beams at the NEAREST PERSON whose caught her attention . ❛ mind letting little ol’ me snap a photo of you for my scrapbook ? i know it sounds creepy , but trust me , it’s just a hobby we middle - aged women enjoy doing other than knitting sweaters . ❜
it’s her. oh god, it’s really her. he's been so worried about her. peter runs his way through the crowd to his aunt and spins her around, a relieved look on his face. ignoring the third person, he pulls may into a tight hug. “ — you’re not dead.” he says, hears his own voice crack. “i’m so glad that you’re alive.”
❛ you alright , kiddo ? you can take a break if it’s too much . ❜ remembers peter telling him that his senses have been dialled to eleven ever since the bite . there’s no doubt a crowded party will only cause more discomfort . / @itsyparker
FINALLY. “ thanks.” peter says, a little too eagerly. he shrugs his shoulders and backtracks, “i mean, maybe i check if mj’s outside. she’s — she’s a friend of mine and i can’t find her. ”
@itsyparker // peter parker.
MJ CAME TO THE PARTY WITH PETER but leave it to her to somehow get sucked in and separated. when she finally laid eyes on him again she was thankful and set her half finished drink down and approached him quickly. she always felt just a little bit more herself with him around, she felt safer. “hey tiger, mind if i steal you for a second?”
PETER had been wondering where mj disappeared.. and a small, jealous part of him was had been convinced that she had ditched him for someone else. maybe for johnny. oh god, of course it would johnny. peter finished his coke and smiled at her. “sure.” he said, rubbing his neck. “did you run into someone you know?”
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