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Snowdays With Peter Parker (Headcanon)

A/N: Okay so first of all I want to say thank you to my AMAZING Aunt Grey @hey-its-grey (go check her out!) for making this moodboard!!! Love it so much! So this is just a cute fluff headcanon in which every. single. cliché. is added hope you like it :)

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You woke up first because somebody’s cold toes were against your legs

Your first instinct was to pull the blankets back onto your body because he was hogging them but decided not to once you saw his sleepy face pressed into the pillow

Instead you slowly slipped out of bed and tucked the blankets back up to his chin

Then you put on a pair of fuzzy socks and one of Peter’s sweaters and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of you

You were sipping on your tea and scrolling through your phone waiting for the pan to heat up when Peter stumbled into the kitchen

Before you could even say good morning he had his face snuggled into your neck and his arms wrapped around your waist pulling you into his frame while still half leaning against you

“Sleep okay?”

He just nodded his head and nosed his way past your hair to place the tiniest softest kisses to your collarbone and neck

“Peter I have to keep making breakfast” you tell him placing your mug onto the counter to wrap your arms around him

Eventually after a bit of incoherent mumbling and neck snuggling you managed to pry him off of your body and sit him on the bar stools so that you could continue cooking

When you placed the plate of food and coffee in front of him his head was in his arms laying on the countertop and you could see him nodding off again

You giggled sitting down next to him with your breakfast pulling the blanket off of his back to wrap it around the two of you

“I love you.” He mumbles sweetly resting his head on your shoulder

“I know you do but you have to eat breakfast now, come on Petie I let you sleep in”

“How come you’re still home? You should be at work.”

“The school called, buses are canceled and they aren’t opening any of the schools in the district because there’s too much snow on the road. So I get to stay home with you today.” You tell him nuzzling your nose against his

He just grinned sleepily at you

After breakfast the two of you decided to go outside and build a snowman in the front yard that would hold up the ‘Welcome Winter’ sign you made a few days prior

You already had the two bottom pieces put together and you were about to finish up the head when the first snowball hit you

“Hey!” you turned around expecting to see Peter standing behind you laughing but you couldn’t see him

As you spun around to look around you the second snowball came at you out of nowhere

“Where are you?” you demanded giggling

“I know where you sleep Parker!” you lean down to start making your own snowball when the third one hit you smack in the middle of your back

“Seriously Peter where are you?” you scan over the ward still not finding the brunet

You start to walk around peeking behind gates and blue bins with your snowball held high ready to throw it but you still couldn’t find him

“Peter if you don’t show yourself”

Whomp. That snowball hit you in the chest with more force than you were expecting causing you to fall backwards and land in the snow

You could hear giggling come from behind the snowman

Busted

“You asked for it Parker!”

The giggling instantly stops as you near the snowman

You were sure he could hear your footprints but you didn’t care, where could he go anyways?

“Hi babe” he says grinning up at you as you peer over the snowman

“Hey Petie.” You grin dropping the snowball onto the top of his head

The both of you falling over clutching your stomachs giggling

You crawled over to him with both your hands on either side of his head

“I’m sorry.” Peter giggles out from underneath you

“How sorry are you?” you tease back

Instead of answering he leans up to kiss you

Just as his lips are millimeters away from yours he stops

“Probably not sorry enough.” He says bringing a handful of snow up and mashing it playfully into your face

“Peter!”

He rolled the two of you over so that he was on top of you but ended up falling onto you anyways because he was laughing so hard

“You’re dead Parker!”

He quickly scurries off of you and giving you a hand to help you up onto your feet

But once you’re up he runs like mad

You knew you wouldn’t be able to catch him so you do the next best thing

You reach down and scoop up some snow and pack it into a tight little ball and launch the snowball at the running target

Apparently somebody’s SpideySenses needed to be finetuned because you hit him directly in the back of his head

Before you could even laugh there were several snowballs flying in your direction

This resulted in a snowball fight that lasted a good chunk of time

“Peter that’s not fair, you’re using you abilities against me!”

“You asked for it babe.”

Eventually you both ended up throwing a snowball at each other and both of them hit the other in the chest at the same time causing the two of you to giggle until you fell over next to each other

“Truce?” he asked once you’d both caught your breath

“Truce.” You confirm

You both got back up and finished the snowman making the face out of small rocks you’d been saving since the summer for the first snowman and two sticks that weren’t even close to the same length

Neither of you cared, it was perfect to the both of you

You ran to the back door and retrieved the ‘Welcome Winter’ sign

Once the sign was in the perfect position facing the road and the drive way you both got beside the snowman and took a selfie with Peter’s phone

It’s his new screen saver; he loves how pink your cheeks were and how bright your eyes were shining

Now that the snowman was built you and Peter headed for the house

The two of you having to strip down to your underwear in the front entrance because your clothes had become soaked to the bone from the snow fight

Running upstairs and getting in the shower as fast as you both could to warm back up

Wrapping each other up in warm fuzzy towels once you two got out of the shower

Getting dressed in the biggest sweater of Peter’s you could find and a pair of unmatched fuzzy socks to go with a pair of his sweat pants you’d stolen borrowed

Going downstairs and making soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch together then spending the rest of the afternoon cuddling on the couch and watching your favorite movies that he pretended he didn’t like

He secretly loves them as much as you do but only because he loves watching you get excited over certain scenes and the way you lip sync along with the characters

All in all it was the perfect Snowday

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First Mornings and Little Feet

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: none

What's it got: FLUFF and Peter Parker x Reader

  You knew they were in your room before you’d even opened your eyes. Their little feet padded down the hallway first to you parents room, then to yours. You felt the body next to yours shift ever so slightly as the door slowly creaked open.

“She’s sleeping” one whispered, then the other, not even triying to be quiet asked “Who’s that?”

“Maybe she got married.” the first voice offered but was quickly shot down by the other rudely telling him that there would have been ‘a wedding with a pretty dress and a big cake.”

  You smile to yourself while listening to their little conversation. Unortunitly for you, the small smile gave away the fact that you were no longer sleeping.

“I think she’s awake.”

  The smile quckly disapeers and you try to cover-up your mistake by nuzzling your face into your pillow. The pillow was saturated with the smell of a familiar yet, unfamiliar shampoo.

“No she’s not her eyes are closed.” One says sticking their pudgy little finger in the corner of your eye to prove their point

“Nuh unh she’s just pretending.”

  You could hear more whispering but couldn’t make out the words, then you hear their footsteps walking towards the door, then door door clicked shut. You sigh in relief as you were worried that they’d wake Peter up. It’s not like you didn’t want them to meet him, but you weren;t really sure how he’d react to your little brother and sister as he didnt have any of his own. He seemed good with the younger ones in his appartment building, always asking them about their favourite teacher and about the characters on their tiny shoes and backpacks, telling them how cool he thought they were. But maybe being woken up at 7am on a Saturday wasn’t the best idea. Especially since this was his first time staying over. You didn’t want to throw him to the wolves that your siblings could be so early in the morning. Though since they’d left, luck seemed to be on your side. Or so you thought.

  As you opened your eyes, you were startled to find a small pair of bright green ones starring right back at you, just mere inches away.

“I told you she was pretending.” Abbi giggle, poking your cheek

“Shhhh,” You hold your finger up to your lips, “don’t be so loud honey.”

“Is that your husband?” questioned your little brother, emerging from his hiddling place behind your desk chair. You hadn’t even seen him because there were a few autume coats and sweaters flung over in disarray.

“No Theo he’s not.” You whisper back, trying to inspire them to be more quiet. They were only four and hadn;t quite drasped the concept of speaking softly when others are sleeping. Or speaking softly in general.

“Told you so.” Abbi chanted, sticking her tongue out at her brother.

“Hey be nice.” He quickly dodges away from you before you could swat her. Not that you would have. You didn’t have the energy plus you usually left the discipling to your parents.

  Theo and you were used to Abbi’s assertive and bossy behaviour. She was the more fiesty one while Theo was more shy and would be happy to go along with whatever his sisters were doing.

  Before she could mouth back at you, Peter rolled over snuggling into your back. You could feel his brows furrowing as he tried to make sense of where the small voices were comign from. You smile as he sleepily grumbles incoherrant words into yor shoulder.

“Hey it’s alright, go back to sleep.” You reasure him, rubbing your thumb across his forearm that he’d lazyily slung across your waist.

“Can you make us breakfast?” Theo asked giving you the look of a million pathetic puppys. Whoever said the puppy eyes didn’t work with green eyes, was clearly wrong.

“How about you two go eat cereal and watch TV until mum and da wake up instead."

“Because,” Abbi gestures as if she’s in some teen-drama “there’s no more milk.” Clearly this was a high ranking problem in her little world.

“Okay okay fine, just give me a few minutes alright.” Giving in before she got any louder.

  They nod eagerly and scamper out of the room, but before Theo shut the door he looks back to give you a little smile and wave. You chuckle to yourself at how sweet and adorable he could be in the morning, quite the contrast to his sister. Which you found odd because he was the least cuddly out of the two when they were babies.

  What you didn’t reallize was that Theo was actually waving to Peter. Not even two second after the door clicked shut, you feel him smile into your shoulder before pressing gentle kisses to your neck.

“How long have you been awake?” you ask as you turn around in his arms to face him.

“Few minutes.” He answers grinnign sleepily at your messy bed hair. “I didn’t realize your siblings were that young. I was expecting like ten or twelves years old.”

“Mmmmm nope they’re four.”

“Both?”

“Mmm hmm. Twins. Not identical obviously.”

“Interesting, who’s older?”

“Yeah we have no idea.”

  Peter looked at you quizically, trying to understand what you just told him. He couldn’t tell if you were being serious or not.

  You sighed before answering the unspoken question.

“We weren’t there when they were born. They were dropped off at a hospital the day after. They’re adopted.”

  Peter’s eyebrows shot up, nealy to his hair line as he listened to what you were revealing.

“I wow I had no id-I have no idea what what to say.”

“It’s alright babe, it’s not that big of a deal. They know they’re adopted. It’s some big secret. My parents have told them sice day one.”

“Man that must have been hard on them.”

“Easier then trying to hide the truth their whoel lives. Plus my parents are both red heads, I think they’d get suspicious after a while since they’re both brunettes.”

“True, so are uh are you adopted too?”

“Yep.”

“Hunh.”

  There was an awkward pause in the conversation as Peter mawled over what he’d just learned.

“Me too.” He half whispered

“What?”

“I’m adopted too.”

“Yeah, I guess you are. Huh, I never thought of it that way.”

“Me neither.” He chuckles at his confession. “So does this have anything to do with the fact that in grade 8 you told the teacher that you would rather adopt kids then have your own.”

“Um yeah actually. Peter I gotta say I’m kind of impressed that yo remember that.”

“Ohhhhh I see. You didn’t believe me when I mentioned that I’ve had my eyes on you for a while sis ya?”

“I know now.” You giggle “That actually makes me feel kind of bad that I didn’t really notice you until much later.”

“Meh, no harm done. I think it just gave me time to fall for you.”

“Oh my goodness that was cheesy.”

“Always for you.” He replies making you visibly cringe. Peter leans over to close the gap betweenn your lips. They’d just barely connected when you heard a chorus of giggles and ‘ewwws’ erupt from the doorway behind you.

  You sigh and roll over to tell them off but as soon as you moved, they bolted out of the room giggling as they went.

  Peter chuckled lightly at your departed audience.

“I am so sorry about them.”

“Why be sorry? They’re cute.”

“Believe me, they stop being cute after a while.”

“Where are you going?” he questions while youwiggled out of his grasp and out of bed.

“I have to feed the monsters remember?” you remind him as you searched the through the sweaters laying over your chair, finally settling on a navy blue one that was just slightly baggy on your frame. You stand in front of the mirror while you put your hair up in a messy bun.

“And where do you think your going?” you ask noticing in the reflection that he’d pulled the blankets off of himself to sit on the edge of the bed and stretch.

“Thought we were feeding the quote-unquote monsters. Unless you don’t want me to.”

“Peter I’m not going to say no.” You giggle, sitting yoruself down on his lap, bringing his arms around your torso. “I just didn’t think that you’d want to.”

“Anything with you is an adventure.” He smiles kissing the tip of your nose, then yoru forehead and at last, your lips. You grin into the soft kiss, pulling away after a few moments.

“Good morning.” You whisper

“Good morning yourself.” He leans back in for another kiss but you move your head before he can connect his lips with yours.

“Can’t get too destracted remember?”

“Mmmm of course.” Honestly how is it possible for someone to look that cute after denying them a kiss.

“Well then, off to feed the monsters.”

  The two of you walked out of the room and into the kitchen to see Abbi and Theo sitting in front of the TV watching Paw Patrol. You put two pans on the stove to heat them up while Peter takes the eggs and bacon out of the fridge. By then you’d caught the attention of yoru brother and sister who’d decided they wanted a job. Well more like demanded a job. I’ll let you figure out who did that...

  So you assigned them the task of toasting and buttering the bread. While they did that, they would take turns tackling Peter. One would cling to his leg or foot while the other would jump onto his back. Eventually the toast was forgotten by them but you didn’t mind. All of your previous worries involving Peter and your siblings dissapeared the moment you looked back to see them all playing together.

  After a few moments of flipping the bacon and eggs, you turned to see Peter walk back into the kitchen with his arms flexed and a child hanging off of each bicep, dangling a foot or so off the ground, giggling and squealing the whole time. He just carried them around as if they weighed nothing.

  That just happened to be the moment your parents walked in to see their youngest children hanging off the arms of a stranger. It wasn’t a complete surprise as you had mentioned the day before that Peter might stay over. You couldn’t believe that they didn’t forbdi it. You were prepared to have a big list of reasons why they couldn’t say no. Thankfully, that wasn’t needed. They seemed to be okay with the idea under the promise that nothing ‘funny’ would happen in the bedroom. They far rather the two of you stay at the house than sneaking off somewhere with someone they haven’t met. Well now it was time to meet the parents anyways.

“Morning hun, that smells delicious.” You mother says as she walkes into the kitchen, then stop when she notices the clowning aorund that is happening. “Ahhh this explains the goggling. You must be Peter. It’s nice to finally meet the boy who stole Y/N’s heart.”

“Mum!” you scoff mortifies and blushing as bright as the bacon.

“He’s cute.” She whispers as she passes you to steal a piece of bacon from a plate.

“Hi it um, it's nice to uh meet you too Mrs. L/N.” Peter stammers blushing nearly as red as you , if not more. He’d barely had time to recover before your dad walks in.

“Ah yes, I was definetly prepared for this, this morning. Meeting the boyfriend. Today, the morning of today.” He stalles trying to figure out how to handle the situation. He’d completly forgotten about Peter staying over. That was kind of the plan though, you had asked while he was watching golf so he wouldn’t give it too much thought then freak out.

“Daaaaad. Stop being weird.”

“Right, sorry uh I’d shake your hand but i see that they’re both a little full.” He recovered, jesturing to his kids still clinging to Peter.

“That’s alright.” Peter said starting to calm down once he realized that your dad was just as freaked out by this as he was.

  Peter had admitted earlier that he was nervous about meeting your parents. Especially you dad. Apparently the last time he had to meet someone's dad it didn’t go over to well. But other than the first awkward conversation, the rest of the morning went sommothly. Peter was smart about not showing PDA with your parents around. You mum just loved him right away while you dad was more hesitant. But, he came around. Honestly this mornign could not have gone better. Just you and your little family that you’d accumulated over the years

AN: Okay so this has only been spell checked so please forgive the awful grammar and such. This is the only fic I've done this week because I've been busy with family stuff and lots of home work n top of that. Hope you like it, thanks for reading-xx Reetz <3

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New Girl Has His Eye!

Summary:Peter is CRUSHING on the new girl at Midtown

Word Count: 990... almost 1k dang

Warnings: none just Peter being a cutie as always

Requested: yes by @choke-me-sweet-pea -Peter Crushing on Bad Girl whose Friends with MJ

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"Did you see that? She just like jumped out of the window and did a roll! I didn't know anybody could do that in this school except me?" Peter whispered to Ned as he caught up to him in the hallway. "She just like-" His hand went up in the air and came down quickly and indicating her fall.

"She's the new girl?" asked Ned.

"Yea, just moved in last week. She's friends with Michelle already, maybe we could get introduced by her!" Peter plotted.

"You don't actually think that Michelle would introduce her to us do you?"

Peter thought about it for a minute. "No I guess she wouldn't." he finally said with a bit of disappointment in his voice. Peter was silent for only a few moments before he went back to y/n.

"But it's weird you know, she's totally badass but she doesn't look like she would be! To me she looks like the stereotypical flower girl, like she wears floral patterns and girly colors. Wouldn't you expect her to wear like leather jackets or combat boots and skinny jeans? I actually don't think I’ve ever seen her wear dark colors. She always has bright stuff. You know y/n looks really pretty in yellow, but she looks the best in pink, it just like looks really pretty on her."

"Dude," Ned waves his hands in front of Peter's face to catch his attention. "You need to bring the fan boy down a few notches, okay? She's going to hear you are she'll freak out. If she's as bad ass as you say she is, you probably don't want to happen, right? Plus how many times did you just say ‘like’ in your speech. You’re starting to sound like that girl in PE.”

“Good point. But did I tell you about yesterday when Flash-”

Peter was abruptly cut off by the sound of a motorcycle squealing into the school parking lot as Peter and Ned exited out of the building.

“Who in Midtown has a motorcycle?” asked Peter frowning as he racked his brain.

 “Speak of the devil.” said Ned gesturing to the answer to Peter’s question: y/n jogging up to the two wheeled death trap. The driver handed her a helmet which she placed on top of the perfectly styled black hair. Peter could see her lips moving but even he couldn’t hear what she was saying over the sound of the engine. Y/n waved to a few of the girls she’d been talking to earlier then nodded to the driver who sped out of the lot.

Peter just stood there shocked for an entire minute. Ned also stood there shocked but it wasn’t because of the new girl, no he was in shock because Peter was silent. Peter, who never stops talking, even (especially) when he should stop talking, was struck silent. Like his jaw on the ground silent. Ned had never seen Peter do that before. Momentarily stunned, sure, but never frozen.

“She just-just-she’s- did you see tha- she just-”

Ned smiled mischievously thinking about the trouble he was about to stir up. “Oh I forgot to mention, y/n is my partner for Mrs. Montgomery’s class and she’s getting dropped off at my place later this afternoon so I can’t come to yours today, sorry Peter.”

Peter’s head did a full 180 degree turn that would embarrass an owl, this time his jaw was actually hanging open. Ned stifled a giggle as he continued on, he wanted to see how long it would take before Peter cracked.

“I think she said she was coming around 4:30 but depending on when her brother had to go to his friend’s house she might be a bit late. Did you know that y/n has the same dorky button in her locker that you have on that old backpack from middle school? The one with Pikachu, anyways she-”

“Hold up one minute! You talked to y/n!!!” Peter screeched unnaturally, arms flailing in every direction. “When did you talk to her? How many classes do you have with her? Do you think maybe she needs a tutor? What about science? Do you think she needs a tutor in science? Does she have a boyfriend?” Peter threw out questions at Ned like rapid fire. “No she won’t have a boyfriend; any guy here would get scared of her within twenty seconds of talking to her. Girls are way braver than boys. Wait! Did you say she’s going to your house?!?!”

Finally Ned lost it and broke down laughing. He was laughing so hard he had to sit down to catch his breath. Peter at this point had little sympathy for his friend’s foolery knowing full well that Ned would be fine once he’d replaced the missing air in his lungs.

“You mean to tell me,” Peter put his hands on Ned’s shoulders. “That y/n is going to your house, TODAY!” Ned still couldn’t speak at that point so he just nodded while wiping tears from his eyes. “You let me talk to you about her as if you haven’t even seen her yet and you failed to mention that you’ve made arrangements to hang out with her? Unbelievable Ned! Some friend you are!”

New who had finally managed to get his breathing somewhat steady again grabbed Peter’s arm before he could walk away. “Yeah she’s staying for dinner. Is my mum putting an extra plate down for you too? We could pretend that I forgot to tell you she was coming over.” Ned suggested.

“Yes!” Peter said maybe a little too eagerly. “I’ll come by around 5:15?” he said with a little bit more control.

“Sounds good bro.” Ned replied with a fist bump. “Do you think she’d like to meet Spider-man?”

“Don’t even joke. God she’s so perfect!” Peter sighed contently with the image of y/n’s smirk playing in his mind.

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Beach Day With Peter

Requested by @underoospeter

Today was declared the hottest day of the year

What the heck do people do on the hottest day of the year?

Dumb question, of course everybody goes to the beach

Which is exactly where you and Peter were headed

You'd loaded up the car with towels, a beach blanket, drinks, snacks, sunscreen, pool noodles, a few buckets and your small waterproof speaker

Once you got there, you both split up to look for a spot to set up

That was a challenge because it seems like half of New York was lounging on the sand

Finally you found a spot

You laid out the blanket on your claim and began to rub sunscreen on yourself

The last thing you needed was a sunburn

Peter had already run towards the water to dip his feet in

Once he came back he offered to finish putting sunscreen on your back, which you very gratefully accepted

"Now come on let's go in" he says pulling you up and cheekily kissing your lips before dragging you to the water

You took of running towards the water, yelling "race you" over your shoulder as you dodged sun tanners and children playing in the sand

But you should have known he'd catch up to you because before you knew it, he had tackled you into the water

Giggling, you both came up to the surface, his arms still around your waist, as he shook his head, spraying you with water droplets

"Peter! Geez I didn't come in to get wet."

"Oh sorry, my bad." he says as his hands cup water to throw at you

That started the splashing war

Needless to say he won, and didn't stop until you were (fake) begging for mercy

After a while the waves started to get bigger and bigger and you had to fight to stay standing up-right

"Y/N don't go to far, the waves will pull you under."

"Yes mother."

That's when you decided to play a little trick on him to get even on him for tackling you into the water

When the next big wave came you made sure Peter was watching, as you pretended to get dragged into the undertow

"Y/N!" he panics as he quickly looks around the water surrounding where you had just been standing

Then from underwater, you grab his ankles and give them a tug, making him let out a petrified scream

"Ahaha got you" you brag as you surface, wiping the water from your eyes

"You brat! Don't do that again. You scared me!"

"Babe that's kind of the poi-"

But you didn't have time to finish your sentence before he playfully pushed you back into the water

When you two started to get tired you headed back to your spot on the beach

You dried off and had a few drinks, sharing a bag of Doritos and some gummy worms

The rest of the day was spent floating, sun tanning, and beachcombing 

When the sun started to set you guys huddled together under the larger towel and watched the sun sink into the water

You watched the reds fade into oranges and the blues into purples

Today was a perfect day you think to yourself as you snuggle further into Peter's side, feeling his lips brush against the sides of your forehead, placing a small but loving kiss that silently said the words you had not yet uttered to each other

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Peter Parker X DEAF!Reader Headcanons///Part 1

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He actually didn't even meet you as Peter Parker the first time

He was patrolling on the east side of the city when he had to rescue you from cat callers that decided to get a little aggressive after you "ignored" them

It took a solid 10 minutes to figure out what happened

One minute you're walking home, then the next you're being pushed to the ground by a couple of goones, AND THENNNN they're webbed to a street lamp and you're flying through the air, clinging to a freak in spandex

Once he set you down a behind a building a few streets away you completely flipped

In between Peter (Spiderman) trying to explain what happened and apologizing for scaring you about a million miles a minute, your crazy "hand gestures" and the fact that you still hadn't uttered a sound, it eventually dawned on him that you had no idea what he was saying

Once he figured that out, he rolled up the bottom of his mask (he saw it in a movie Deadpool Comic) and asked if you could then understand him

You gave him a one quick nod

That made it easier

So he explained much slower what had happened and that he wasn't going to hurt you

Once the two of you got that sorted out he insisted on walking you home

On the way there he started to ask you questions, though he learned that it was easier to ask yes or no questions

 You tried to answer him as best as you could

But omygoodness this kid would start to talk really fast but then he'd either catch himself or you'd have to gesture for him to slow down

So you're deaf then?

Nod

Have you always been deaf?

Nod

Sorry was that rude? I don't know if I'm supposed to ask that

You shake your head and give him a little smile

Now that you had calmed down Peter couldn't help but to notice the way your smile completely lit up your face

Somebody's got a cruuuush XD

You actually managed to teach him a few words on the way like

Spider

Cat

Building (he thought you meant apartment but you didn't correct him)

You were actually impressed at how fast he seemed to be picking up words

You've taught other people a few words before but "Spiderman" was a quick learner

Once you got to your apartment building you thanked him for walking you home

What's that word?

You repeated it again but slower this time

He squinted slightly as he watched as if he was reading

Is it- is that thank you???

You nod and smile truly impressed with his zeal to learn

He just beams at you and his eyes sparkle with excitement that'd he'd figured that out on his own not that you could see

He had to get back to patrolling the neighborhood but before he left the area he made sure you got into the apartment safely

That next day he went to the library and checked out his limit of books so that he could learn ASL

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Like To Be You-Peter Parker

Warnings: Angsts, fighting, mentions of cheating, mentions of divorce, mentions of death (not really but I still feel like I'm supposed to add that.)

Word Count: 1.3K

Song: Like To Be You by Shawn Mendes (ft. Julia Michaels) except this song is awesome and doesn't deserve to have this awful fic associated with it...

A/N: k so I don't usually do angst but I was feeling it today. There really is no big BOOM thing in the story it's just a blurb if you will.

PS: I hate this one and I don't feel like it's doing the song any justice so if it comes off in the writing I apologize

  Sophomore year, that’s when things started to go down-hill, you were doing great. You were getting good marks in school, you had perfect health, your parents were back together and had stopped talking about getting a divorce and you had a steady and healthy relationship with Peter. What more could you ask for? Then towards the end of the winter he started acting weird, you started to notice little things about him that just weren’t right. He was extremely jumpy, he’d space out all the time, he’d forget about dates....etc.  Talking to him was like talking to a brick wall. He just wasn’t there. Peter had even started falling asleep in class. You felt awful, you didn’t know what to do with him. What was going on at home? Was he getting enough sleep? Were you doing something wrong? Was he not interested in you?

 You’d even gone to May to see if she knew what was up with him. That led to your first big fight. He was mad at you for “going behind my back even after I told you I was fine.” You couldn’t take it anymore, all the yelling and the tension between you two. You saw yourselves making the same mistakes that your parents always made. One would overstep while the other would accuse. You watched Peter pace back and forth, gesturing and yelling about how you should have just believed him. How you should know better than to snoop around into his personal life when you don’t like the answer he gave you. When he finally turned to look at you, he saw his heart shatter. The red puffy eyes, the smudged make-up, the wet marks in your sweater sleeve that you’d used to wipe the tears from your face. All of the silent ugly crying that he’d caused. Immediately he stopped.

“Y/N.” Peter whispered

“No, don’t touch me.” You sniffled, jerking your body back when he tried to reach out to you

“Y/N I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to yell I promise.”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong?”

He sighed as he ran his hands through his hair before finally breaking down and telling you what he could.

“I um can’t. I can’t tell you what’s going on because I-I don’t know what’s going on.”

“Fine, if you don’t want to tell me than I shouldn’t want to hear it.  Apparently we aren’t in the same relationship.” You say walking to the door. “Don’t follow me.” You slam the door and run out of the apartment building as fast as you can in case Peter decided to come and say something that would change your mind. You knew that he could if he got the chance, a chance you weren’t going to let him have.... until the next week at school.

That was the pattern. You’d get mad at him, you’d fight, he’d say something and then you two would get back together, sometimes in the matter of hours. You became THAT couple at school. The ones that would cuddle up on a cafeteria bench then bicker on the way to class. You hated it. You loved Peter that much you knew, but sometimes it was just too much. The yelling, the fighting, the constant drama, it needed to stop. You needed to figure out why you two were always fighting. So once again you found yourselves at each other’s throats. The first couple of times you fought you’d be gentle with each other. Sometimes you’d break down and then he’d remember how much you hate yelling, how you lived your whole life listening to your parents fighting. You guys fought gently. Then after a while, both of you stopped caring about what the other was feeling. It just felt wrong being with him. Why couldn’t you two make it work?

You found yourselves at each other’s throats again that night. You wanted to know why he was blowing you off once more. He said he had things to do. You didn’t believe him. Maybe he was seeing that girl in his English class. You’d seen the way she looks at him and he wasn’t completely blind to other girls, he was a teenage boy after all.

“How could you say that?!” he screamed

“How could I say that?!” you repeated “How could I not? Peter you are keeping a secret from me and I can tell it’s not a little one.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Well then tell me! Tell me Peter or I swear to-“

“You swear you’ll what?”

“I’ll leave.” You step forward contradicting your own words, not believing them yourself.

“I’ll leave you and I won’t come back.”

“Ha!” he exclaims “You say that every time Y/N! Every time you tell me you’re done. You tell me you can’t stand to be with me, to see my face. You say you can’t stand the fighting anymore but here you are, picking another fight! You couldn’t come up with anything original could you?”

“It takes two Peter!” you scream back, neither of you caring about how loud you were anymore “Just put yourself in my shoes god-damn-it. For two seconds stop and just think about what I am dealing with.”

“You’ve got nothing.” He scoffs

“I’ve got you Peter. I’ve got you sneaking off all the time, sometimes coming back bruised. I am not getting any sleep because I spend all night worrying about you. On top of that I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyways because of my parents screaming at each other the same freaking way we are now. My sister has run off again and I have no idea where she is. I don’t even know if she’s alive or dead on some farm in god knows where. But you wouldn’t know that would you? You wouldn’t know that because you aren’t here long enough for me to tell you. You’re my boyfriend Peter. We’re supposed to tell each other what’s going on.”

You can see it, he genuinely feels guilty. He always does. But he still will never tell you what’s going on. That is what infuriates you to no end.

“We’re supposed to have each other’s backs. We’re supposed to be having the best years of our lives right now, but instead we can’t stand the sight of each other for more than thirty seconds.” You sob

You don’t even see him walk over to you but the next second you’re being pulled into his chest while his chin sits on top of your head.

“I’m sorry.” He mutters

“You always say that.” You cry back “I hate hearing it.”

“I know” his voice a whisper, barely audible

“I just wish I knew what was going on in your head.”

“I’m not cheating on you,” He pressed his lips to your temple “I promise.”

“I know you’re not. I’m sorry I didn’t really mean it. I just don’t know what’s going on with you.”

“I wish I could tell you. I know I’ve said it before and I’ll say it a hundred times more but I can’t. It would end up hurting us both in ways you don’t understand.”

“Tell me Peter. Tell me what I can do. What am I doing wrong? Why won’t you look me in the eyes anymore?”

You feel him let out a silent sob as his head tilts back to stop the tears from coming down again. “Y/N you aren’t doing anything wrong. There’s nothing you can do. It’s not you, it’s me.”

You cringe at his last words, always having hated them in books and movies but hating them with your whole heart as they pass his lips and into your ears.

“I just want to know what it’s like to be you.”

“I know baby, I know.”

Thank you for reading this awful fic, I'm sorry but no I cannot give you a refund for your wasted time.

[parkerspicedlatte]

Movie Night With Peter Parker

Requested by: @spidergirlwanab go check her out!

Featured Movie: To All The Boys I've Loved Before

Warnings: none just fluff

Spoiler Alert: Minimal (just silly quotes)

A/N: k I actually hadn't seen this movie and wasn't really planning on it until I got a request for this one specifically. Oh boy am I glad I did. Such a good film! 5 out of 5 stars!

So Friday nights were movie nights with Peter

Because less crime happened on Fridays for some odd reason

Saturdays were Spider-man's busy nights

So anyways, Friday movie nights

It was his turn to pick and he figured you didn't want to watch another Star Wars movie so he went with something more up your alley, a Rom-Com to be exact

"Hey so I actually haven't heard about this one from anybody but Tumblr literately exploded when this movie came out so it must be good."

He says this as he slings his arms across the back of the couch, allowing you to cuddle into his side

"What's it called?" you ask looking up at him

"To All The Boys I've Loved Before or something like that. It supposed to be cute which I figured you'd like."

"Aww Peter that's so sweet."

So before you could say anything about the blush creeping up onto his cheeks he started the movie

"Peter I thought you said this was supposed to be cute, not sad" you pouted

"Babe it's just the beginning." he says leaning down to kiss the tip of your nose

Within second you were both yelling "HAGGUS" at each other for no sane reason other then it sounded silly

"Oh look she's kind of like you!"

"Who? The blonde friend?"

"Yeah she's got your attitude"

"And like double the eye make-up"

The both of you sat there and commented on the plotline, the characters and their outfits for the entirety of the movie

Not that it bothered you, it's just how movie nights went

If May decided to join you two she usually left within the first 30 minutes because she couldn't stand the amount of talking

"Ohhhh I want those boots! Just not with the knee-highs."

"I think you would look cute in knee-highs."

"I know I would but not combined with those boots"

"I was trying to be nice" he says as he smacks you playfully with a pillow

Which resulted in you throwing a handful of popcorn at him

"Is he going to say something about her helmet, he needs to say something about the helmet. Oh thank god he said something cuz dude."

You nearly bursting out in giggles when you see Peters face when they mention 'moon-day'

"Haha Peter, she still falls out of her window more gracefully than you."

"Ugh I want Peter's truck so bad."

"K I know what 16 candles is but what's fight club?"

"I can't tell you."

"Um why?"

"Cuz it's the first rule of fight club."

"Parker you're talking out your butt."

He just smirks at you and whispers "next week" before pressing his lips to your temple, absolutely loving how cute you are when you're confused

"Oh damn not the scrunchie."

"Girl nun unh" he replies snapping his fingers in a 'Z' formation

"I DON'T DO COLD! HA! I LOVE HIM!!!"

"Huh that's funny you usually don't look like that in the morning if you don't take your make-up off."

"Can it underoos"

Towards the end of the movie you started to drift off slightly

Peter finding it absolutely adorable when you laid your head in his lap and moved his hands to your hair, indicating that you wanted him to play with it

Somehow you actually stayed awake through the whole movie and you were glad you did

Like the ending is so sweet

After the movie ended, Peter laid across the couch and held out his arms

You smiled as you crawled up to him, pecking his lips goodnight before resting your head on his chest (like GIF above)

His arms wrapping around your torso running his fingers up and down your back until you fell asleep, him finally falling asleep a few minutes later

[parkerspicedlatte]

Peter Parker Pet Shop AU

So wait guyssss

What if Peter worked in a pet store

I mean that's not too crazy of an idea like what teenager wouldn't want to

And what if there was some cute girl that would come in regularly

Like maybe she took her little sister in to get feed for the family cat or guinea pig or something

Then she would start to show up more often until it became a weekly thing

She would never buy anything

she would just watch the fish in the tank swim around and around

It was her Sunday afternoon routine

sometimes she would bring her little sister in with her to play with the kittens or on occasion she would drag a friend in and point to the aquariums and tell the friend weird facts about whatever was being featured in that tank

Peter just loves watching her from behind the counter

He subtlety falls in love with the sparkle in her eye when she sees the new arrivals

He's always watching her from the counter looking like the scene in Spider-man homecoming, you know the one 

The other employees started noticing too

Though it was silently confirmed when they watched him get the biggest grin on his face as he watched her beanie fall off her head as she looked up and into the higher tanks on her tippy toes

I mean it was kind of adorable

Then one day she runs into the store with the biggest smile on her face, hims and haws at the tanks for a good twenty minutes then skips up to the counter

Peter thought his heart was about to jump out of his chest

She was walking towards him

She's smiling at him

Oh my gawd she's trying to talk to me SNAP OUT OF IT PETER

It took him a second to realize that she was asking him to help her get the fish out of a tank

After nearly six months of coming in and never buying anything, she was finally coming in to buy something

Peter just nods his head and grabs a few bags from under the counter as he follows her to the marine section

"So uh um wha-what kind of uh fish were you looking to g-get?"

"I was thinking a couple tetras and some platys. I'm just starting the aquarium stuff so i figured start small then go big. Plus these guys are just kind of to get the aquarium going."

"Hey that's uh that's a good idea. A lot of new people just come in and get stuff like angelfish or whatever they like without having the aquarium properly set up before, then the fish don't live long and the customers come in mad. Nobody seems to realize that there has to be proper bacteria in the tank before you get big nice expensive fish."

Peter finds himself relaxing a little as he talks about stuff he knows well

"Wow you really seem to know what you're talking about."

"Oh um yeah that's just because well you know if you work here long enough you start to um you know pick stuff up as you go along."

He cringes at how awkward he sounds but she doesn't seem to mind

"Hmmmm I'm going to have to come in more often to pick your brain about this aquarium stuff. I've never had one. I always wanted one. My uncle has a bunch and  he bought me a 20 gallon as a thank you for babysitting my cousins for the while summer."

"That was nice of him and yeah of course, anytime you have a question feel free to pop by and i'll try to help you but i can't promise that i'll know everything."

"Thank you so much. It's nice to finally meet someone who appreciates this weird hobby."

After that she would continue to come by every Sunday, sometimes buying a few fish, sometimes some décor and sometimes nothing at all

But she would always have questions about a certain fish species or food product

All the employees knew her by name at this point but only referred to her as 'Peter's girlfriend'

Though they were always careful to never say it in front of her

There were, to Peter's horror a few close cases when she decided to stop in mid-week to bring her little sister to "look at all the pretty fishies"

Her and Peter became friends over time and would swap stories over the counter

Then eventually they found themselves swapping stories over a cup of coffee

But that's a story for another time