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just to hide outside your door 🐍🍎

on april fools day we should all change our icons to this

Ides of March pride flag

I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

took a nap and Came Back Wrong

Adding “Tiktok Mary Poppins cosplayer respond to allegations that he was wearing a Third Reich medal in his latest fit by coming out as the reincarnation of Adolf Hitler complete with past life memories before his entire social media prescence was nuked with the sole exception of their egg-laying kink spotify playlists” to the internet sentences treasure vault. Amid all the societal decay we still got it boys.

PSA:

1. If you are not silly, it is vital you become silly

2. If you are silly, you must stay silly

2. If you used to be silly but have stopped, you must make all efforts to return to silliness

The Last of Us continues to be such a blast to illustrate each week.

When most of your followers are s*x bots

i’ll be like “need him so bad it makes me stupid” and it’s this guy:

Wow so many people hate when others just write self-indulgent fics. Apparently no one can have fun on this trash site anymore huh?

I'm only saying this because I just saw yet ANOTHER post bitching about something other people enjoy.

Whatever happened to "if you don't like it, don't read it/keep scrolling?"

So I'm here to say this: Life is short so write or read as many self-indulgent RPF fics you want. Don't let anyone stop you from enjoying anything.

Cuz honestly y'all out here complaining really just remind me of this:

Why am I attracted to Mario

𝒇 𝒓 𝒂 𝒈 𝒊 𝒍 𝒆 𝒕 𝒉 𝒐 𝒖 𝒈 𝒉 𝒕 𝒔 || 𝘦.𝘮 [𝘱𝘵.2]

Eddie Munson x gn!reader Summary → Being Eddie's best friend and having a crush on him is tough. What happens when he asks out Chrissy and you feel a bit jealous.

Word Count → 1.0k+ Requested → yes Inbox → open Warning → This writing peice contains use of drugs, and intoxicated confessions/kissing. If that makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.

A/n || I hope this is what you guys wanted, I'm sorry if it's not. I'm sorry it took so long to get this out, some stuff happened and I ended up getting grounded, i lost motivation half way through this, but I wanted to finish it for you guys. As always criticism is welcome. Happy reading! <3

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Eddie had left about an hour after you had fallen asleep, his thoughts were conflicted about everything you had told him. Should he confront you about your feeling and tell you he feels the same. Or should he just leave it and go on a date with Chrissy and see how it goes.

He was walking down the street in the dark, he was at your house to tell you he wasn't going to be able to hang out with you tomorrow, becuase he had landed a date with Chrissy.

But now he doesn't know if he should go, I mean yes he likes you, and yes he does want to be with you, but what if you guys break up. What if it ruins your friendship. At least with Chrissy he could just avoid her.

He had reached his trailer and walked in immediately going to greet his guitar for the second time today. His thoughts drifted to Chrissy, He was pretty, and smart and could hold good conversation. But she was nothing like you, she couldn't make him laugh to the point where you were both wheezing, she couldn't hold her own in a fist fight against three guys, she didn't have any little tics like you had like when you stuck your tongue to the side of your mouth when you were focused, or how your nose twitched when you were nervous. She just wasn't anything like you.

What if he did take his chance with you though? And everything worked out? What if you two really ended up being together forever, God he'd be so happy to spend the rest of his life with you.

He didn't know what came over him, but he soon drifted off into sleep, thoughts already latching onto every memory he has of you.

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You had woken up to the sound of your {Parental figure} shuffling around, clearly trying to get ready for work, but right now you couldn't care less. You were still tired, thoughts of last night very far from you mind as you tried to close your eyes and go back to sleep.

But alas you can never get what you want. Your {Parental figure} had barged through the door and ripped the sheets from your body. "I hope you weren't planning on sleeping the whole day, you still have school." They said somewhat sternly, yet their voice still held a light teasing tone to it.

You couldn't help but smile up at them. "Of course not, Par." You said groggily.

"Well get up and goin' then."

You were about halfway dressed before there was a light knock at your door. You opened it, expecting to see one of your siblings, but no. It was the one, the only, Eddie Munson. "Whatcha doin' here Ed's?" You asked, almost forgetting you were currently topless. You would've forgotten completely if you didn't notice Eddie's eyes keep shifting down to your chest.

You quickly slung on the t-shirt you were holding. "Eddie?"

"Oh right yeah, uhm, I came to pick you up for school."

"You never do that unless you wanna ditch."

He gave you a knowing look, and you immediately understood. I mean he did say you two were going to hang out today. But you would've assumed he'd be too busy with Chrissy.

"Ah I see, and what exactly would we be doing?"

"I don't know, we could go to Towers, or we could chill around Lovers Lake and get high." He whispered the last part so no one else would hear and get suspicious.

"We could always do both, we'll have six free hours to spend."

"True true, we have time to do that and more." He finished his sentence with a wink.

Why did Eddie just wink at me? Your hands got a little clammy but you ignored it and grabbed your school bag to make it seem like Eddie was actually taking you to school.

You'se walked down stairs together, and past your {Parental Figure}. You waved towards them and yelled out a quick 'goodbye' before you left the house with Ed.

Once you were in Eddie's car he spoke, "Hey I was wondering if you wanted to head to Lovers Lake first, no better way to start the day than getting high, right?"

"Yeah sure I don't mind."

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You guys had made it to the lake, now both of you were sitting crossed legged near the water, a blunt being shared between the both of you.

You had barely spoken a word, too busy enjoying the view in your high and relaxed state of mind.

You also hadn't realised that Eddie kept glancing over at you the entire time. He was currently debating in his mind if he should tell you that he likes you, or if he should just stay quiet and still head to that date he had with Chrissy later in the day.

Maybe it was the weed, maybe it was the way the early morning sunlight was hitting your skin perfectly, or maybe it was just pur confidence. But before he could second guess his decision he blurted out. "I like you."

"What?" You looked over giggling.

"I like you. Like, like like you. Like I'm pretty sure I'm probably in love with you."

"Are you joking right now? Because I swear to God if you are I'll drown you in the lake."

"No I'm not joking, I like you, romantic stylz, with a 'Z'."

"Yeah I could hear the 'Z'." You replied laughing, "I like you too Eddie."

"I know." He said nonchalantly, then he sure the confused look on my face and realised he shouldn't have said that. "It's just, ugh, you're really bad at hiding it, ya know?"

"Was I really that bad?" You cringed at the thought.

"Yep." He said popping the P, he'd tell you one day how he really found out. Maybe at your wedding day, or when you're on your way to having your first kid. But he knew for sure he wasn't telling you right now.

You both fell into a comfortable silence, just staring at eachother. Before he spoke up again. "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes."

You'se both leaned in, lips kind of pursed. Your hands went up to grip his shoulders as your lips touched in a light, clumsy kiss.

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People who asked to be tagged <3

@fangirl199812 @erodahellfire @bratckerman @golden-wander @eli-lilies04

do you write nsfw (smut) or just sfw?

I write for both, if you had anything in mind lmk <3

Hi, I was the one who requested the Steve x Henderson!reader imagine and can’t thank you enough! I adored it! It was so adorable and I loved it from start to finish! Thank you again and I look forward to whatever you write next ❤️

Aww thank you!! and thank you for requesting it I really enjoyed writing it <3

Make A Ducking PART 2 TO THAT EDDIE MUNSON X M READER PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I FUCKUNG NEED NOWWEEE

it should be out either tonight or tomorrow depending on how much I get done because I have a few assignments and an exam coming up. <3

Can you do a between childhood friends and lovers request for Steve Harrington set after season 2 where Steve and the Henderson!reader finally get together when Steve’s parents unexpectedly come home and after dismissively asking who she is, they reveal that Steve had a crush on her in second grade after they find them "studying" (aka hanging out) at his house?

𝒎 𝒆 𝒎 𝒐 𝒓 𝒊 𝒆 𝒔 || 𝘴.𝘩

Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader Summary → You and Steve reminisce about the past and then his parents come home and spill one of his biggest secrets.

Word Count → 1.1k+ Requested → yes Inbox → open

A/n || I don't know if i executed this in the way you wanted, and I'm sorry it took me so long to do it, but I really hope you like it, as always criticism is welcome. Happy reading! <3

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After everything that you and the gang had been through, you and Steve decided it would be a great idea to just have a night to yourselves just like the good old days.

No worrying about monsters, or creepy dimensions. Just the two of you, eating junk food and watching crappy movies. And that's exactly what you'se did.

You were currently seated on Steve's living room couch and he was in the kitchen making some popcorn for the both of you. The TV was playing whatever channel his parents left it on this morning, and was currently acting as background noise for the both of you.

Steve had made some dumb pun about popcorn, and you wheezed your lungs out as if it was the most hilarious thing ever.

He made his way back to the living room, and plopped down next to you with a steaming bowl of popcorn in his hand. "You know, I've missed hanging out, like just us, no babysitting and no Robin making fun of me for having no dates." Steve said looking at you with a small glint in his eye.

"Yeah, but it'll never be the same from back when we were kids."

"You're right, neither of us are stupid enough to steal ten candy bars for our movie nights anymore."

You gasped, remembering when you'se were twelve. "Oh my god! I remember that."

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"Stevie we shouldn't be doing this.. what if we get caught?" You whined quietly close behind steve as he snuck through the aisles, looking for his desired snack.

"Shh you big baby, we won't get caught, and if we do I'll take all the blame anyway." He reasured you.

"You better not be lying, or I swear to God, I'll stuff those candies down your throat Steven."

Steve had stuffed about eight of the bars down his pants and handed two over to you to stuff up your sleeves. You two were both headed to the door when none other than Cheif Hopper stepped in your way. "And where do you think you two are going?"

You and Steve both gulped. You were about to start lying your ass off but it seems Steve had other plans. "It was all [y/n]'s idea, they forced me to do it, they even threatened me!" Steve shouted at him.

Your mouth hung open as he shifted all the blame to you.

"You lying bi-"

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"You still haven't apologised for that by the way!"

"I shouldn't have to, we got away with just a warning anyway."

"Harrington I swear to God, if you don't apologise for it right now I'll suffocate you with the pillows."

"I have nothing to apologise for." He said confidently

"You can't be serious," You shifted your whole body to look over at him. "I got in trouble from not just by my mum, but Hopper came by my house to tell me off too. I think that warrants an apology."

"Nope, no I don't think so, cause from what I recall, I did end up saying it was pay back."

"Pay back for what exactly?"

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You and Steve were walking along Lovers Lake, it was a muggy day and you'se both just wanted to cool down.

"Stevie, what's the point in being here if we aren't going swimming?"

"It's cooler near the water, and you never said you wanted to go for a swim."

"Well if I had known we'd be going to the lake today, I would've bought my swimmers."

"Well that's just too bad for you isn't it?"

if looks could kill, Steve would be six feet under right now. That is until you got a brilliant idea. You walked closer to Steve, he was walking on the edge of the lake meaning you'd have more leverage. I'm sure you can see where this is going.

You grabbed both his shoulders and forced him to face you, "Hey Stevie I have something really important to tell you and you can't tell anyone, okay?" He nodded his head quickly and you leaned in close to him as if you were about to tell him a secret. But at the very last moment you pushed your hands infront of you and he was caught off guard. Stumbling then falling into the water below him.

He looked up at you in shock, what you didn't realise however was the mischievous glint in his eyes. While you were busy laughing, Steve had grabbed your leg and pulled you into the shallow water with him.

"Steve!"

"What? It's pay back."

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"You had already gotten pay back that same day! Which means you still owe me an apology."

"Shit I forgot I did that."

"Mhm," You were looking at him with that same look five years ago. "Now where's my apology Harrington?"

"Hey, don't last name me, [L/n]." He said, voiced laced in sarcasm. "And fine, I'm totally, and utterly sorry that I shifted the blame to you little miss goody two shoes."

"Real mature Stevie boy, but that apology wasn't good enough, thus I don't forgive you."

" 'Thus'? What are you Shakespear?"

"By God you really are stupid."

"Hey! I'm not stupid.. You're stupid."

"Fine, if I can't get a proper apology and I'm being insulted then I'm not sharing the pizza I ordered for us." You obviously didn't mean it, you weren't exactly hungry enough to be eating an entire pizza tonight, but you needed some leverage.

Steve opened his mouth to speak but his parents ended up walking in through the front door and greeted him, before they turned toward you. "Steve who is this, I wasn't aware you were going to be having a guest over."

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Harrington, I'm [Y/n]." You greeted them with a wave.

"Ah so you're the famous [Y/n], Steve's told us so much about you. I didn't know you two were having a date tonight, Stevie why didn't you tell us? We would have come home later."

"Date? Mrs. Harrington me and Steve aren't dating." You laughed awkwardly. "We're just friends."

"Well with all the things he's told us about you, we assumed you two had started dating."

"Okay mum, that's enough. You and dad should head upstairs, we'll keep the noise down."

"Oh well it was lovely to finally meet you dear."

"It was lovely to meet you'se too!"

"Use protection." His father said pointing at Steve. Did he just miss that entire conversation?

His parents headed upstairs and you held in a laugh until you heard their bedroom door close.

"So ugh, you talk about me, huh?"

"Yeah I guess I do," He said awkwardly. "Actually I did wanna talk about something with you tonight."

"Yeah?"

"I've ugh, I've had a bit of a crush on you since you tripped in front of me when we were nine."

"Oh I'm well aware Harrington."

"W-what?"

"You're like an open book, and you suck at hiding your emotions, it's always written on your face."

"Why did you never say anything?"

"Oh my god just shut up and ask me out already."

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Which stranger things characters do you write for?

I write for all characters, except for jonathon out of person bias and hatred, if you had anything in mind lmk <3

𝒇 𝒓 𝒂 𝒈 𝒊 𝒍 𝒆 𝒕 𝒉 𝒐 𝒖 𝒈 𝒉 𝒕 𝒔 || 𝘦.𝘮

Eddie Munson x gn! reader Summary → Being Eddie's best friend and having a crush on him is tough. What happens when he asks out Chrissy and you feel a bit jealous.

Word Count → 978 Requested → no Request Status → open

A/n || This isn't canon to the ST plot, Chrissy doesn't die, Eddie isn't considered a murderer [ he's still 'the freak' ]. I'm sorry if you don't like that, criticism is very much welcome. Also this is fairly short, and I might write a part 2. Happy reading! <3

➽─────────────────────────────────────────❥ You were currently sitting in the back of Eddie's van, smoking one of his pre-rolled joints that he had stashed as you waited for him to finish his latest drug deal.

You had been waiting there for him to finish up for about twenty minutes already, getting slightly bored you opened the door at the back of the van and started swinging your legs off the edge.

What the hell is taking him so long?

His deals took a while sometimes, but not like this. You were too cought up in your own thoughts to notice both the front seat doors had opened and not just Eddie, but Chrissy Cunningham hopped in too.

"Close the door will ya?" You heard Eddie say over his shoulder.

"You got it boss." You responded in a sarcastic tone. "So what's the cheer princess doing here?"

"She's not the cheer princess, be nice [y/n]. Anyway, we're going back to my place to get some of the stronger shit. I'll drop you off on our way there." Eddie said, making you slightly confused. You doubt Chrissy had ever done any sort of drugs in her life so why would she try and get the 'stronger shit'. Eddie knows not to push peoples limits with drugs, something else is up.

And not only that he's blowing you off to sell drugs to some priss.. Well you know she's actually really nice, but you were slightly annoyed, he's been blowing you off to do other things for the last two weeks now.

"I thought we were hanging out tonight?"

"Sorry dude, plans change. But we can hang out tomorrow, promise." Chrissy had stayed silent for that entire conversation, and Eddie had just started up the van.

The entire car ride was filled with Eddie trying to impress Chrissy, and Chrissy doing the hair twirl thingy and giggling. And you sat in the back, very awkwardly, waiting for your stop.

Eventually, you'se had reached your house. Very clumsily getting out the van and giving them a half hearted wave as you walked up the drive-way. Eddie didn't even honk his horn as a goodbye.

You walked into your house, kicking your shoes off and putting them on the rack near the door. You made your way to your room and jumped onto your bed, burying your face in your pillow.

Eddie likes Chrissy..

You should be happy for him, that's what really matters, that he's happy. But you couldn't help but feel a sort of pain, I mean you've liked him since you first talked to him on your first day of high school.

But you couldn't get yourself hung up on those thoughts, feeling sorry for yourself would do no good in this situation.

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You had fallen asleep after trying to deter your thoughts to something other than Eddie, but that didn't work very well and you were now dreaming about him being outside your window, knocking on the glass to get your attention.

You stared at him groggily, before getting up with your quilt wrapped around your body as you made your way to your window and opened it for him.

"C'mon dream Ed, s'cold out side, wouldn' want ya t'get sick." He very ungracefully made his way through and stumbled into your room.

"Dream Ed?" He questioned, seemingly confused. Of course he's confused, he's confused by everything so obviously he'd be confused in your dream.

"Yeah, y'dream Eddie, real Eds is off with Chrissy, prolly kissin' n' stuff." You answered casually.

"Ahh, okay. So real Ed is off kissing Chrissy, and what does dream Ed do?"

"Dream Ed is here t'taunt me about m'feelings." You kept slurring all your words in your sleepy state and Eddie found it quite adorable.

"May dream Eddie know what these feelings are about?"

"Must you?"

"If I say yes, does that mean you'll have to tell me?"

You groaned at him, very much not in the mood for this type of banter at the moment. you rubbed the sleep from your eyes to get more serious. "If I tell you, you can't tell real Eds what I told you. Pinky promise." You stuck your pinky finger out for him to lock his with.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He hooked his pinky finger with yours in an unspoken promise.

You cleared your throat as you prepared to tell him. "I have a wee bit of a crush on real Eddie, but he likes Chrissy, and I'm happy for him ya know? But I can't help feeling upset because I've liked him for like.. ever. And I know I should just get over my feelings and push it all aside, because he deserved to be happy and I can't provide that for him, not like Chrissy can at least. And she's so pretty and nice and-"

At this point Eddie could tell you were rambling, but he wasn't paying attention like he usually would, he was too caught up in the fact that you liked him. Yeah he liked Chrissy, thought she was sweet enough, but he was only showing off to her to try and get over you. But he wasn't gonna tell you that right now.

Not in your tired sleepy state, not when you can't even comprehend that he was really there and it wasn't a dream.

"[y/n] I think you should go to sleep, especially after telling me such a big secret after all."

"Yeah, yeah. I think you're right." You layed yourself down on your bed, still wrapped up in your quilt, eddie was sat at the edge of your bed, positioning your favourite stuffed teddy next to your head as you closed your eyes to sleep.

You could've sworn that as you driffed off to sleep dream eddie kissed your forehead, but that's impossible.

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c l a s s r o o m

I can't get the thought of being in the same class as Peter, and forgetting your notes from the previous lesson, so he gives you his. And the next day you go to thank him and how you are in his debt, and he says something like 'well you could always go on a date with me' and at a complete shock for words you just nod your head and pull out a pen to write you number on his hand. And then you proceed to scurry off like a little rat because you're so flustered.

yes i called you a rat.. but youre a cute rat

r a m b l e s

just like imagine peter not being able to sleep because he's like super honry, and you guys are just friends, and he gives you a call before he even realises what he's doing, and all you hear is a whine from the other end of the line telling you how much he needs you.

totally not wishing that could happen to me

f r e n i m i e s

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 .𝟎𝟏

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

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

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

Word Count → 1.7k+

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

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

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

That is until He walked in.

Peter Parker.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Shut up and do your work, Parker."

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

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

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

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

H e h ?

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

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

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

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

"Hmm? What was that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"O-oh."

"Yeah, o-oh."

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

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

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

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

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

"Can you hurry up?"

"Are you really that excited to come over?"

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

"Right, sure you do."

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

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

How does he walk so fast.

"Do you have to walk so fast?"

"Do you have to walk so slow?"

"I was not walking slow."

"Seems to me like you were."

"You're a child."

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

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

•❀•

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

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

"Hey aunt May! How was your day?"

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

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

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

Peter's talked about me?

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

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

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

"I'll be back for you May!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Peter I'm really sorry, truly."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mean what?"

"What you wrote."

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

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

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

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Oh."

"How do you feel about me?"

"I- I think I like you.."

"You think?"

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

"I think thats a great idea."

"Really?"

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

"I can do that."

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

"Yeah, I will."

"Cool, cool, cool."

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

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

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

"I can easily take it back."

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