Spiderman
13 Days of Halloween 2021
Peter Parker x Plus size!reader
Word Count: 2472 words
Warnings: none
Summary: Costume shopping with Peter for a party at Stark tower, that doesn’t exactly go as planned.
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Tony Stark had a halloween party every year at Stark tower.
It was something everyone knew about, but not very many people actually got invited to. Like everything Tony did, it was pretty exclusive, which was why it surprised you so much to learn that you had gotten invited.
Invited, of course, through your boyfriend Peter, but invited nonetheless.
“Are you sure I can go with you? It isn’t overstepping?” you clarified, for what felt like the hundredth time. It just didn’t seem real and it didn’t matter that you were in the car headed to the costume store.
You weren’t even sure you’d believe it when you were there, if you actually went.
It just seemed too good to be true.
“No, I got a plus one for a reason. Who else would I bring other than you?” he teased, poking you in the thigh, his way of urging you to relax.
You two had already been over this a billion times already and while he understood where you were coming from, you had to just trust him. This blew his mind too, and that was exactly why he needed you by his side.
There was no one else in the world he would have dreamed about doing this with.
“I just wish I would have known about it earlier. We should have already had our costumes picked out” you sighed, well aware of how much of a pain in the ass costume shopping would be.
It would have been nice to have some notice, but you guessed that you couldn’t be too picky. At least you were going to the party at all.
You would go in your underwear if you had to, if it meant not missing an Avengers party.
“I’m sure we’ll find something perfect” Peter assured, not even giving your hesitance the time of day. He knew that the two of you were going to be just fine, he’d been around these people before and he knew they’d love you.
All you had to do was relax, and be yourself. Everyone was bound to love you, just as much as he did.
“Now, what do you think about dressing up like a carebear?” he teased, earning a giggle from you that you couldn’t have hoped to suppress if you wanted to.
He could be so stupid somtimes.
Not that you wouldn’t have loved to see him all decked out like grumpy bear.
“I’ll have to see what they have before I agree to anything” you countered, only imagining what other outlandish things he would come up with in the time it took to get to the costume shop across town.
At this rate, you’d meet Tony Stark for the first time wearing a pair of cat ears and a tutu.
Which, given the sight in front of you when you walked into the costume shop, might have been the simplest choice.
The costume shop was packed, with far too many options to choose from as far as the eye could see.
The walls were littered with plastic packages, each with its own small description and a perky model wearing everything from a fuzzy elmo onesie to a mini dress, labeled ‘sexy cop’
Picking something was going to take forever.
“What do you think about this one?” you asked, pulling a clown mask from the wall nearest you and presenting it to Peter.
It was pretty cool, with a wide Joker-style grin splitting the lower face almost completely in two. It was a bit more graphic than he’d had in mind initially, but it was cool.
Ned would like it.
“I don’t know” he sighed, taking the mask from you and surveying it under the light, trying to decide whether he really liked it or not. Part of him thought it was great but the other part was really disturbed by it.
Which, honestly, was the case with most of the masks you two had come across so far.
You sighed, finding yourself similarly uninterested in several options you’d seen and left on the shelf. They were cute, of course, but nothing stood out as being the right choice so far.
...and you were beginning to wonder if anything ever would.
The two of you had been at this forever, and eventually, you were going to have to pick something, whether it was perfect or not.
After all, the party was tonight and it was happening whether or not you and Peter were on time.
Tony Stark wasn’t going to put a pause on something just because a couple teenagers had waited until the absolute last minute to get their costumes.
It’s okay, we’ll just try on a couple things and see how we feel” you decided, looking at the few things you’d gathered since you walked in. You figured that would be the best way to ultimately decide.
The photoshopped images on the front weren’t exactly doing them any justice. It was possible that they would be a lot cuter on then they looked.
“Yeah, that sounds good” he shrugged, finally feeling just how bad of an idea waiting so long had been. Though, Peter didn’t panic right away, because deep down, he knew that you had a point.
Something was going to work, you just had to find it.
So far, he had grabbed a 20s style gangster costume, a pirate costume, and devil mask that he thought was super cool. Between the three of them, something was bound to work and if it didn’t, there were still plenty of other options.
At the very least, it was a start.
You, on the other hand, had grabbed a pirate, a flapper, and a vampire that looked like it would fit you pretty well. Of course, the options in your size were more limited than most, but they still had a few choices.
There was no use in panicking until you got into the dressing room and saw what you were working with.
So, before he wasted any more time searching, Peter headed toward the back where the dressing rooms were, and you were all set to follow him when you saw the funniest thing you’d ever seen, sitting on the shelf.
A spiderman costume.
It looked remarkably similar to Peter’s real suit, though it had been slightly altered, and almost immediately, you freaked out.
You thought it was hilarious.
As soon as you saw the costume on the rack, you snatched it, quickly hiding it, sandwiched between two of the other options you’d pulled down so that Peter wouldn’t see the treasure you’d come across.
It was too good to just pass up.
The chance to actually dress like Spiderman, with Spiderman on your arm was too good a gag to pass up. Not only was it hilarious to you, but you knew Peter would crack up as soon as he saw it too.
It was amazing, and for a split second, you actually had to remind yourself to keep your cool as you joined your boyfriend at his side, still keeping an eye out for anything else that would warrant a try-on.
For others, this might have been a quick exchange, in and out with the goods in hand but you and Peter had never been like other couples in this regard.
You took dressing up for Halloween very seriously.
...and that was just before, when you would sit on the porch and hand out candy to kids all night.
Now that you were going to some fancy halloween party at Stark tower with all the avengers in attendance, the pressure was on to impress.
The costumes had to be perfect.
It wasn’t everyday you got to meet the Avengers after all, and you knew that you had to make a good impression.
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At first, everything was going fine.
You opened the package, bypassing the other costume options in favor of the last find of yours, the replica spiderman suit.
You couldn’t help yourself.
There was just something about the idea of seeing it on and showing Peter what it looked like that was so exciting to you.
Though now that you had it on, it didn’t seem like such a good idea after all.
You didn’t look like Peter, and you certainly didn’t look like Spiderman.
“How are you doing in there, babe?” Peter called, beginning to worry that you still hadn’t come out to show him a single one of your costumes since you’d gone in.
Normally, you would have been so excited to share with him that you would have pulled back the curtain before your costume was even zipped, like you did with your homecoming dress, but not today.
Today, you couldn't bring yourself to do it.
This wasn’t so much funny and clever as it was embarrassing.
The costume was your size, which gave it a bit of a fighting chance but aside from that, it wasn’t what you’d had in mind at all.
The cheap spandex-like material pulled and stretched in all the wrong places, and didn’t really do you any favors when it came to hiding the parts of your body you’d usually kept from the prying eyes of outsiders.
All in all, you just weren’t as happy with it as you hoped to be and because of that, you weren’t exactly thrilled with the idea of having to show Peter.
It was bad enough that you had to be disappointed in it, you didn’t want him to be too.
Still, you knew that if you didn’t let him in on what was going on in here, he would be more worried than if you just went ahead and ripped the bandage off.
Worse case, he would agree with how bad it looked, and you could try something else. That would be much better than letting him worry about you having a full breakdown today, like you sometimes did when you had to shop for clothes.
It just wasn't’ easy for a girl your size to do things like this.
That was the unfortunate truth.
“I thought it would be cute” you sighed, pulling back the curtain to show Peter what you were looking at previously in the mirror.
The traditional bodysuit style had never been your favorite, but as it would turn out, it was even less forgiving when it came to being made out of cheap costume fabric.
It definitely wasn’t doing you any favors.
Not that you would have known that based on the look on Peter’s face.
“What do you mean? It’s great” Peter grinned, finding the concept behind you in that costume just as endearing as you initially had. It was adorable, but you didn’t look nearly as happy about it as he was.
Obviously, it wasn’t what you’d been hoping for.
“I don’t know. It just doesn’t look like I thought it would” you shrugged, doing your best to keep high spirits, despite the clear fact that you were a little let down.
Of course, you shouldn’t have assumed you’d look anything like Peter in the first place. He had six percent body fat and superpowers, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t going to potentially be cute anyhow.
You had high hopes until you saw your reflection there in the mirror.
The fabric pulled around your curves, making each and every roll and divot more obvious than you ever could have thought possible and you were sure that if you pulled it any tighter against your skin, it would be sheer.
That was hardly the look you were going through.
As a general rule, you tried to cover up as much of those parts of your body as possible but Peter didn’t see nearly as many issues with it as you did.
In fact, he thought it was awesome.
Not only was the idea behind it absolutely adorable and super endearing but it also made you look incredible.
Where you saw flaws, the man you loved saw great benefit.
It was true that you often hid your body from the potentially judgemental eyes of the outside world but that didn’t mean you had to. There was nothing wrong with the way you looked, and he should know.
After all, he was the authority on the subject.
No one knew more about you than Peter did.
“It’s perfect baby, you look amazing” he assured, reaching out to take your hand in his own, and giving you a little twirl to get a better look at you.
The detail on the suit was great, a subject he also knew a lot about.
It was a pretty good recreation, if he could say so.
“I don’t know, you don’t think it’s too much for something so formal?” you sighed, terrified about giving the wrong impression in front of so many important people. Just because Peter liked it didn’t mean everyone else would.
The worst thing you could imagine would be finding out someone was talking about it behind your back at the party. Even thinking about it now was enough to nearly drive you into a panic, but Peter was way ahead of you.
He saw this coming as soon as he saw such an out of character costume on your frame.
“Everything else aside, do you want to be spiderman for once?” he hummed, looking you in the eyes out of habit and keeping your gaze locked there while you thought over your answer.
Of course, when you took everything else out of it, you knew the answer.
There wasn’t anyone in the world that wouldn’t be Spiderman given the choice but you weren’t convinced it would be that easy. Clearly, Peter wasn’t thinking about all the potential consequences to you wearing this out.
“If you really aren’t comfortable, we’ll find something else but if you want to wear this, I support you completely and totally. You look gorgeous” he continued, and you knew that he meant it.
Peter really did love you and you loved him, which should have been the most important thing.
This was a halloween party after all, not an early morning banquet with the queen of England.
“Okay, fine but what are you going to be?” you asked, content to wear this as long as he thought it was okay. After all, the more you looked at your image in the mirror, the more you found yourself drawn to it.
It wasn’t as bad as you’d originally thought once you tried to look at it from Peter’s perspective.
If you saw it from a place of love instead of a place of judgement, it was nice.
“I don’t know. Maybe Deadpool?” he joked, poking you gingerly in the side before heading back to his own dressing room, still on the hunt for the perfect partner to your spiderman suit.