Andrew Garfield Peter Parker - Tumblr Posts

Last Kiss

Click here for my masterlist.

Click here to add yourself to my taglist.

Prompt - ‘But I never planned on you changing your mind.’

Notes - Happy Speak Now month! Request a fic for any of the remaining Speak Now tracks, click my masterlist to see which songs are left!!💜

You could safely say that falling in love with Peter Parker was the easiest thing you had ever done. Everything about him was easy to fall for. He had been your best friend for as long as you could remember, for so long it had been the two of you against the world. He had been there for all the good moments in your life and you had been there for his.

You’d known for years you were in love with him, long before either of you confessed it to each other. You had thought of telling him for a while but every time you’d thought you’d built the courage to do it you always backed out, not wanting to ruin your friendship.

It wasn’t until nearly two in the morning on some random night in fall when you heard a tapping on your window that things changed. You awoke with a groan, not having been asleep for long but exhausted from the day before.

At first you weren't sure what had woken you up, ready to just brush it off and let your eyes fall shut again. Just as you shifted in your bed, pulling the blanket tighter around yourself you heard more tapping and sat up with a frown.

It took a couple of moments for you to realise it was coming from your window and you felt a smile pull at your lips, wrapping the blanket around yourself because the room was cold. You climbed out of your bed and pulled your curtains back to see a masked Spider-Man grinning at you.

You were quick to push the window open, smile dropping as you took in the busted lip, bloody cheek and blackening eye. Peter didn’t seem all that fazed about it as he climbed in through the window, quickly catching a book he had knocked on his way in before it could make a noise and closed the window for you.

“Fun night?” You asked as you made your way to your desk, pulling out the med kit you kept handy ever since you’d found out that the friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man happened to be your best friend.

“Yeah, it was great!” Peter grinned, causing you to wince as more blood leaked from his lips, Peter ignoring it as he relayed the events of his night, making himself comfortable on your bed.

As he spoke you gently got to work on cleaning the blood coming from the different spots on his face, knowing that his healing factor would take care of the rest and in just a few hours you wouldn’t even be able to tell that he had been hurt.

“Better?” You asked as you threw the bloody wipes onto your nightstand, along with the med kit, too tired to bother putting them away.

“Thank you.” Peter nodded, smiling softly at you before he pulled himself off the bed.

As he stripped out of the suit and opened your wardrobe for a pair of clothes you’d stolen from him months ago you fixed the blanket and settled back against the pillows, stealing a glance or two before he was dressed and climbing into bed with you.

The two of you had been sharing a bed since you were kids, back then it was fine, easy, he was just your best friend then but now, now it was different. It was harder to ignore your feelings when you were pulled against a warm chest, Peter’s arms wrapping around you, holding you close to him.

You were so stupidly in love with him that it hurt some days.

“Thank you for always patching me up.” He murmured into your hair and you smiled into his chest, smoothing your hand along his shirt.

“Somebody’s gotta watch out for Spider-Man whilst he’s saving the world.” You laughed, feeling the rumble of Peter’s chest as he chuckled.

The two of you were quiet for a while after that, your eyes had drifted back shut and you let yourself relax even more against Peter, selfishly savouring the way he felt wrapped around you, memorising the way his thumb automatically stroked soothingly up and down your hip, cherished the way you’d never felt quite as safe as you did in Peter’s arms.

“I love you.” Peter whispered into the dark, the words catching him by surprise.

He hadn’t meant to say that out loud. He hoped you had fallen asleep, hoped you hadn’t heard his whispered confession and yet another part of him wished you were awake to hear it. He wanted you to know that you were the one for him, that he’d been in love with you for longer than he could remember.

You were silent for a moment, not daring to move as though it would break the spell and Peter would take the words back, play them off as a joke. It took you a few more seconds before you were able to force yourself to move.

You shifted out of Peter’s grip only far enough away so that you could look over at him with disbelief on your face. It wasn’t that you didn’t believe Peter couldn’t love you, it was just that you had never let yourself think he could love you the way you had loved him for so long.

“Y/N/N,” Peter started, torn between backtracking or just admitting it all over again, thankfully he was saved from having to decide when you smiled at him and reached out to cup his cheek, your thumb gently brushing over his already healing cut.

“I love you too.” You whispered back to him, watching as he froze for a second as if he wasn’t registering the words before a smile broke out and his whole face seemed to light up the dark room.

“Really?” He couldn’t help but ask and you laughed softly as you nodded, Peter leaned in and pressed your lips together, both of you smiling too much for it to be more of a brushing of your lips before Peter pulled you even closer and kissed you properly, the kiss soft and slow as he cupped your own cheek.

By the time the two of you were forced to pull away for air, you were dizzy and breathing heavily, Peter resting his forehead against yours and feeling just as intoxicatingly dizzy as you did.

Your first kiss with Peter turned into two then three until you couldn’t recall how many kisses were shared on that first night alone, neither of you able to stop until the pull of exhaustion forced you away from each other and you were able to fall asleep in his arms, not having to feel guilty for how much you enjoyed it anymore.

It went on for months, you and Peter shocking nobody when you announced that you were dating. Aunt May pulled you into a hug and told you she’d been waiting for you two to figure it out since you were six years old causing you both to laugh and share smiles.

Everything was perfect. The two of you were made for each other. You weren’t surprised that nothing much seemed to change between the two of you, Peter and you were still attached at the hip both during and after school, Peter still knocked on your window more nights than not to crawl into your bed after patrolling, the only difference now was that the two of you could be open with how you felt and that you could pull him down for a kiss whenever you wanted.

“You look gorgeous, love.” Peter said as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, resting his head on your shoulder as you looked at each other through the mirror.

Peter had never been shy with the compliments, even before you started dating he always seemed to want you to know how beautiful you were and yet somehow they never failed to make you blush.

“You don’t look so bad yourself, handsome.” You smirked, turning around in his hold to drape your arms around his shoulders, leaning in to press a kiss against his lips.

The two of you were finishing getting ready to head to Gwen’s, her parents were away for some business trips and since school had just ended it seemed like the perfect time for somebody to throw a party.

As you headed in you felt Peter’s hand resting against the small of your back. That was another thing about Peter, he seemed incapable of keeping his hands to himself around you, there was always some part of him attached to you.

You weren’t complaining of course, you loved that Peter wasn’t afraid to show you off, you loved the feeling of him close by. Peter had always felt like home, felt safe, you would never push him away.

Peter was like the life of the party whenever he walked into a room, he didn’t care who anyone was, he’d say hi to you if you were popular or not, he’d pour you a drink and hand you some snacks and draw you into a conversation if you looked left out.

It was truly a wonder how people hadn’t figured out he was Spider-Man, both of them cared so much for other people, always willing to take a hit before he’d let someone else take it, always looking out for others.

Peter headed off to get you both a drink and you found Gwen in the crowd, letting her pull you in for a hug before she immediately started talking to you. You laughed along with her, joining in with the group she was with and were only pulled away when Peter found you with two drinks in hand.

You smiled at him, continuing with what you were saying before you were cut off by Peter’s lips pressing against yours and you couldn’t help but laugh into it as the others around you cooed and giggled.

“I was talking.” You said once he pulled away, Peter grinning down at you as he passed you a drink.

“Sorry, you just look so beautiful tonight.” He told you, causing you to roll your eyes playfully even as you blushed.

A few drinks later and Peter stumbled over to you, a happy grin on his face, his eyes bright as he wrapped himself around you, nuzzling into your neck and placing soft kisses against your skin.

“Dance with me?” He whispered into your ear, placing a kiss against it.

You weren’t usually one for dancing but Peter kept pressing kisses along your shoulder and you couldn’t help but give in to him, letting him lead you to the living room which seemed to have been turned into a dance floor for the time being.

Dancing with Peter was just as intoxicating as all of thing involving Peter seemed to be, the way his arms wrapped around you, gripping your hips as he pulled your back to his chest, moving against you, his lips still mouthing at your neck whilst he nudged you to tilt your head for him as you moved to the beat of whatever song was playing.

Peter danced with you for a song or two before he was pulling away from your neck, trailing a series of kisses up to your ear.

“Let me take you home?” He whispered, his voice thick and heavy with want and you wanted him just as badly, nodding against him and letting him lead you out of Gwen’s place and back to yours.

You had noticed straight away when something shifted, Peter knocked on your window less and less as the weeks went on, the two of you were so close that you felt the loss immediately. When the two of you were together he acted differently, pulling away more and more and if you thought that was bad in public it was even worse.

Suddenly Peter, who was usually so open with his affection for you, treated you like you were a stranger. It was strange to go from having him always with you to him pulling away. You had tried to accept that maybe he just needed some distance, you did spend a lot of time together, maybe he just needed to be alone for a bit.

But after weeks passed where you would go days without receiving a reply from him, without feeling his arms around you or his lips against yours you didn’t know what to do. Something was obviously wrong but instead of talking to you about it he was pushing you further and further away.

Peter, meanwhile, was freaking out.

He had been swinging through the city, ready to call it a night as things seemed to be quiet and head over to your house when he heard somebody frantically calling out for him. His spider senses immediately honed in on the voice and he swung faster towards it, dropping into a crouch in front of a scared girl.

“What’s the matter?” He asked, scanning the scene for any danger but other than the girl's pale face and shaking hands there wasn’t anything out of place.

“Spider-Man,” she breathed out, looking at him in fear. “He told me to give you this.”

The girl held out a large thick envelope that caused Peter to frown. He hesitated for a moment before he took it off her but didn’t open it just yet.

“Who gave this to you?” He asked, watching as she shook her head.

“I don’t know, he just grabbed me and dragged me down here. He told me I had to make sure you got that or he’d hurt me.” The girl began to cry and Peter shushed her gently, pulling her up and wrapping his arm around her.

“I’m really sorry, will you let me walk you home?” He asked her softly and spent the next twenty minutes walking through New York, making sure the girl got home safely before he swung a few blocks away.

He landed on a rooftop and sat down, opening the envelope and feeling his heart stop when a picture fell out. It was a picture of you with Spider-Man and when he tipped the envelope out he saw dozens more of the two of you together, thankfully each time he was fully suited and masked.

‘The itsy, bitsy Spider-Man sure would be crushed if something happened to his little girlfriend.’

Peter’s blood ran cold as he tried to run through all the people he had dealt with recently but couldn’t think of anybody who would be furious enough to stalk him and threaten you. He had always been nervous about mixing you and Spider-Man but you both thought you were being careful.

Clearly he was wrong and now you were in danger because of him.

Putting space between you made Peter feel like the biggest jerk in the world but he knew if he told you it would cause you to panic. He didn’t want you looking over your shoulder every second of the day, startling at every sound you heard and being too scared to leave your apartment.

He was torn. Being away from you hurt but he had to protect you. He never thought he’d have to choose between you and Spider-Man, you had accepted his masked side immediately but now he had to protect you even if you never knew.

“Will you stop!” You exclaimed as you tried to catch up to Peter, the man had gotten good at avoiding you. “Seriously, tell me what’s going on!”

“There’s nothing going on.” Peter insisted as he stopped walking to let you catch up to him.

“Don’t lie to me, don’t do that. I haven’t seen you in weeks and you’re telling me we’re fine?” You cried, hating the way tears stung at your eyes but suddenly you were exhausted, being away from Peter for so long was wrong.

“Baby,” he sighed, stepping closer to you to cup your cheek. “I’m sorry, ok, I just…you’re right there is something wrong but not with us.”

“Tell me what’s wrong.” You pleaded and Peter’s own eyes filled with tears as he shook his head, leaning down to press your foreheads together and just savouring the feeling of having you so close.

“I love you so much.” He murmured, leaning down to press his lips against yours, kissing you so softly, so carefully, like you’d break if he was too rough.

“Peter, please just talk to me.” You begged when he pulled back but he shook his head again.

“I can’t baby, I can’t.” He told you tearfully, leaning in to kiss you one last time before pulling away. “Just do me a favour please.”

“Anything.” You told him sincerely, worried for him and wanting nothing more than to help him.

“Tell me you love me.” He asked, looking at you with wide, watery eyes that made your heart break.

“Of course I love you, you know that right?” You asked and he nodded at you, his lips thinning into a line as he fought back tears.

“Yeah, yeah I know that Y/N/N.” He forced his lips into a smile, taking you in before he knew he had to leave. “I gotta go baby.”

You went to open your mouth but Peter just shook his head, murmuring an apology before he raced away from you, leaving you standing in the street, watching as he blended into the crowd of strangers.

If you had known that would have been your last kiss with Peter you would have held him close a bit longer, you would have made it last until you were both gasping for breath, you wouldn’t have let him walk away without an explanation like the many years of your friendship, of your love meant nothing to him.

But you didn’t know that would be your last kiss with him, not until you got a call from Peter whilst you were in the shower. You hadn’t heard the phone ring but you smiled once you sat on your bed, changed into a pair of clothes you had stolen from Peter, to see a voicemail from him, it had been over a week since the last time you’d seen or heard from him.

“Um, hey…hey baby.” Peter said shakily and your smile immediately turned into a frown. “God, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I should be doing this in person but I can’t, I can’t because it’d kill me to see you cry. I…Y/N, I have to break up with you. I’m so sorry, baby but I gotta. It’s for the best.”

For the best? How was him breaking up with you for the best?

“You did nothing wrong, Y/N, you need to know that. This is all me and God, Y/N, one day I promise you, one day I’m gonna make up for all of this but right now…just know that I love you so much, baby, I really do love you.”

Tears were streaming down your face by the time the message ended and you were left in silence, the only sound was your occasional sobs as you struggled for air.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, you and Peter were meant to be it, you were meant to be with only each other, that’s what you promised each other. It was always supposed to be you and Peter against the world.

Now you were alone, with no explanation as to why only a promise that he would fix it one day. You weren’t sure how he was supposed to fix this when he couldn’t even stomach being in the same room as you.

You and Peter had planned a future together, it was impossible to see it without him. You didn’t want to see it without him. You weren’t supposed to have a last kiss with him, he wasn’t supposed to be something you missed.

You were so set on a future with Peter, thought he was so sure about one with you that the idea of him changing his mind had never even occurred to you. You wish it had though because then maybe you would have expected this a little bit but nothing could have prepared you for this.

You didn’t want this to be the end of your story with Peter, this was never how you’d imagined it to end and yet there was nothing you could do to change it, the only thing you could do was hope that one day Peter kept his promise and made things right again.

Andrew Garfield’s Peter Parker Taglist (Click the link in my bio to add yourself!) -

@haroldpotterson​, @rottenstyx​, @powerpuffluuvv​, @filmsbyblair​, @cinderellacauseshebroke​, @black-rose-29​,  @chaoticevilbakugo​, @ppgrayson​, @onyourgoddamnleft​, @divanca2006​, @siriuslyfearless​, @levisbloodcut​, @alwaysclassyeagle​, @asherhunterx​, @ordinarylokix​, @carmellasworld​, @ellabellabus07​, @lokismidnight​, @maeve-7​, @apolysius​, @jasontoddthezombie​, @qfton​, @honkroselyn​, @inflatabledinosaurs19​, @father-violet​, @rosesinmars​, @mystic-writings​,   @izzyyy-1​, @lizamango​, @beaconings​, @randomwriter1021​, @taylordidsomthingbad​, @kaitieskidmore1​, @aylauwuuniverse​, @hydeonysus​, @freeshavocadoooo​, @writeroutoftime​, @mrslizzyolsen​, @kosmic-klouds​, @idli-dosa​, @allthingsmarvellove​, @inas-thing​,  @xxchaotic​, @standarizedpumpkins​, @ukai-hoe​, @lucyysthings​ , @cwritesforfun​, @siriusstwelveyears​, @myguiltypleasures21​, @luluwinchester-blog​, @polyglot-noodle​, @bubsonnobx​, @heyitsaloy, @eddiefreakingmunson, @eddiefrickenmunson​, @f-sant​, @fairydxll, @valluvsu, @sjprongs, @uwiuwi,  @ellablossom-blog​, @alexparkxr, @instabull, @ell0ra-br3kk3r,  @momoewn, @secretsthathauntus, @clairemsworld, @psychicbouquetgladiator, @evvy96, @pedritoswife, @iluvweasleys,  @navs-bhat, @nashja, @alexxavicry, @annabellefrances1, @myeyesandheartadjust, @countryday, @pretty-npeach, @harry-and-ouis28, @spideysimpossiblegirl, @definitelykyles, @handsupforamiracle, @nao1800, @imposter-27, @hoplessromantic17, @father-violet, @lunalovegood156, @lazyxsquirrel, @bitchineedfuckingtherapy, @taygrls, @keorioq, @elcve, @soldierheart @ct-0113, @orchiidflwer @libraryofsweetpotatoes, @canty0us33,  @missabsey, @dunno--what-to-put-here

Thank you so much for reading!💜

ANDREW GARFIELD IS A WEASLY LITTLE LIAR LIKE WTF DUDE

HE HAS BEEN PLAYING MIND GAMES LIKE NO OTHER MOTHERFUCKER

honestly? i'm proud

Lover [andrew!p.parker]

SPOILERS FOR SPIDERMAN NO WAY HOME SO DON’T READ FURTHER IF YOU HAVEN’T READ IT!!

 pairings: andrew!peter parker x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, crying, hugging?? kissing :P

(an: this is a request with specific looks so uhhh, she’s gonna have certain looks but you can try to ignore it. black/brown eyes, long brunette hair, short, dark skin, Peter = Andrew (T) Peter = Tom’s Peter

summary: summary: peter lost y/n and gwen at the same time. whilst ned and mj are trying to locate y/n and peter they grab the wrong versions. but it seems these two know eachother better then everyone thought.

As sparks formed a circle in the distance, Ned and Mis curiosity peaked.

“Do that again.” MJ told Ned as they got up from their seats. “Find Y/n L/n.” As he spoke and twirled his hands a portal opened up in-front of them. Through the portal they could see her, looking around, she was being thrown out of an apartment. “That’s her!” Ned yelled, “Y/n Y/n here!” She turned around to the sound of people shouting her name. “Ned?” “Yeah come on.” “Y/n!” MJ shouted.

“You’re not our Y/n, are you?” MJ questioned as the pair developed a defensive stance, slowly she picked up a piece of bread and chucked it at her. “Ow, why? Why would you do that MJ?” Y/n spoke as she rubbed her arm, “I just wanted to see uh something, if you’re a hologram or something.” MJ spoke. “I- I’m not. I was at my apartment with my boyfriend, my Peter Parker and I uh stepped out for a second when I was just here. I went back inside my apartment after a day and a couple kicked me out then you guys got me. What year is it? The technology looks uh advanced.” Y/n questioned the duo. Ned looked at her, his eyes warming up, “2024.” Y/n eyes widened as a state of shock took over. 

“20- 2024? That’s, 12 years ahead. Wow.” “You’re from 2012?” MJ asked as her curiosity peaked towards this version of her best friend. “Yeah, 2012. If I’m here, you’re telling me that the theory of a multi-dimensional reality is real? A-and matter displacement?” She gawked, “Yeah I guess. But um no offence but we’ve gotta find our Y/n and Peter.” MJ spoke, “Ouch. But uh go ahead.” 

“Find Peter Parker.” Ned said as he repeated the motion with his hands, “Try again.” MJ encouraged Ned, “Find Peter Parker!” Sparks began to appear in front of them as another portal opened in front of them as Y/n stepped back carefully, “Come here.” MJ told her as she walked to stand with the trio. 

“Peter! Peter!” The two of them shouted as through the portal they could see Peter as Spider-Man. “Is that you’re Peter?” She whispered as MJ nodded furiously. Peter looks back at them as he begins to pick up his pace and jog towards the portal, Ned, MJ and Y/n look at each other with smiles on their faces, “Does this mean I get to go home soon?” MJ intertwined their hands and nodded with a smile. “Well in that case, Come on Peter! I don’t mind meeting another Peter Parker!” Y/n encouraged the masked Peter.

“Wait can you quickly go grab my phone, we need to see if there’s been any sightings of the Green Goblin and the rest of them.” Ned asked Y/n, “Uh sure where is it?” “Up the stairs to the left.” He spoke with a smile, she nodded and made her way up as she ran into Ned’s grandma, “Hi!” Y/n spoke nervously, “Y/n! Hello!” She spoke with an accent as she walked past. 

Huh, I guess she knows me in this world too. Okay, Ned’s room looks pretty similar in this reality too. Where is his frickin phone!

-Meanwhile Downstairs-

“Crawl around.” MJ told him as she picked up another piece of bread, “Crawl around?” Peter spoke, “Crawl around.” MJ said as she motioned with her pointer finger, “Why do I need to crawl around?” Peter questioned, “Cause it’s not enough.” MJ defended, “This is plenty.” “No it’s not.” “Yes it is.” “No it’s not!”  “Yeah it is!” Peter spoke as they hopelessly went back and forth, “Nu-uh.”    “How do I stick to the ceiling?” He questioned, as MJ launched another bread roll. “Do it.” “Ned, (I legit couldn’t find what she says in Tagalog soooo) 

“My Lola was asking if you could just, get the cobweb there since you’re like up there.” Ned asked him, “Yeah of course.” Peter said as he put his mask in his mouth and proceeded to crawl along the wall and get the cobweb down. “Thank you.” Lola said to him as he hopped down and cleaned off his hand before having them wide open, “We g-” His voice came out muffled due to his mask which he promptly took out, “We good?” “For now.” MJ said as Lola turned around.

 “Hold on, if I’m here then you’re telling me that the theory of a multi-dimensional reality is real? A-and matter displacement?” Peter questioned MJ and Ned. “That’s what she just said.” Peter stared at them, “Who?” “I’m going to bed, Y/n’s coming down!” 

Peter’s heart began to race after hearing her name, “Y/n?” MJ looked at him, “Yeah, she’s not our Y/n we tried to find the real one, but we got the wrong one just like we tried finding the real Peter and found you instead.” MJ explained as she came down the stairs and around the corner, “Ouch.” The two exclaimed in unison. As she turned the corner Peter’s eyes widened as a race of emotions flooded through him. Love. Sadness. Happiness. All at once.

His Y/n.

“I got you’re ph-one.” Y/n stumbled, “Oh my god, Peter!” Y/n gawked as a smile forced it’s way onto her face. “You two know each other?” Ned and MJ questioned, confused. “He’s my Peter!” Y/n smiled happily. The world slowed down as everything around him became blurred, his hearing? Muffled. Surroundings? Blending. Eye sight? Blurred. Tears began rolling down his face.

“Y/n?” He croaked out, “Yeah Peter it’s me! I’m sorry I stepped out of the apartment and then I was just here next.” Y/n spoke as she handed Ned his phone. “Peter?” Y/n spoke worried as she saw his tears. “I, you.” He scrambled his words as he stumbled into the wall behind him as she walked towards him more concerned then ever. “What’s wrong Pete?” Peter’s face twitched into a smile at the sound of his nickname. She bent down to his level as he was on the floor now.

Ned and MJ couldn’t help but fold at the scene in front of them, as they watched lovingly the door opened and in stepped Peter and May, “Hey what’s going on who are they?” (T) Peter asked promptly being shushed by MJ and Ned. 

“We were trying to find you and Y/n and accidentally brought other dimensional versions of them here. They’re from the same universe but that Peter is from the future, where that Y/n dies. That Y/n is from a few years earlier and she just thinks that’s her Peter which it is but she doesn’t know what happens so it’s a pretty emotional scene.” MJ whisper-explained as Peter shook his head in understanding. “How cute. Y/n is at her parent’s house. She’s coming later.” May told the trio.

“Hey, hey look at me Peter.” Y/n said as she lifted his chin to make him look at her. “I don’t know what’s wrong but I’m here. I’m here.” She cooed. “You are?” Peter cried. “I’m here love. I am. Always. I love you,” Y/n promised as she kissed his forehead.

“I love you more Y/n.” Peter smiled as the two embraced.

“Aww.” The others spoke as they cried, holding each other for comfort. “I’m guessing you’re the other Peter Parker?” Peter and Y/n laughed as they got up.

(T) Peter looked down at his suit and laughed, 

“How’d you guess?”

I Got You [andrew!peter parker]

requested (anon)

pairings: Andrew!Peter Parker x Reader

warnings: fluff, harmless following <3

an: italics = peters thoughts

REQUESTS ARE OPEN I WRITE FOR ANYTHING :) 

NO SPOILERS AT ALL FOR NWH (SET IN TASM)

As she walked down the busy streets with her friend, Gwen, Y/n failed to notice the spandex wearing, spider-web slinging hero following her from above. “I totally didn’t notice Gwen! Thank you oh thank you for opening my eyes.” She giggled as her friend pulled a “shocked” face. “Well if it wasn’t for me he would’ve never given you his number! Your welcome, Your Highness Y/n.” Gwen spoke as she nudged Y/n’s arm. 

Number? Who’s number? Why are you taking other guys’ number?

“Oh whatever Gwen.” Y/n giggled, “This is my stop, Y/n/n.” Gwen said, “You’re sleeping over tonight, right?” Y/n nodded, “But I have to go do file a few things at Oscorp, I’ll be back by 3.” Gwen got up to her doorstep and looked back, “Good to know, I’ll see you later!” Y/n waved as she walked away smiling.

God she look’s pretty.

Y/n walked a few minutes before attempting to cross the road. Key word, attempting. As she walked across looking down at the pavement as usual with her headphones in she missed the huge OSCORP labelled truck barrelling down the road towards her. C’mon Y/n look around! Peter said as he sprung into action.

“I got you!” He shouted,  as he swung down and scooped Y/n up by her waist, “Ah!” She screamed as she grabbed onto the nearest solid thing, Peter. As they effortlessly swung through the air, Peter couldn’t help but smile under his mask, he was so close to his crush. Y/n’s excited squeals filled Peter’s ears as they continued to swing around NYC until landing on top of a tall building.

“Oh my god!” Y/n spoke as she tried not to have her heart explode out of her chest as adrenaline pumped through her. “That- you.” Y/n stumbled over her words as she tried to catch her breath, “You saved me! Thank you so much.” She spoke with a smile on her face. “Uh no problem!” Spider-Man spoke as he tried to alter his voice. 

As Y/n looked up her eyes dilated at the sight of the man in front of her. “You’re, holy shit, you’re Spider-Man!” She gushed as Peter awkwardly stood trying to contain himself. “Yeah! I am! I mean uh-uhm, yeah. You should really start looking left and right Y/n.” Peter explained to the teen, “How do you know my name?” She enquired, “Well I was swinging in the neighbour-hood when someone said your name, next thing I knew you’re in-front of a truck.”

Great save idiot. Couldn’t have just pointed to her name tag?

Y/n’s shirt had an Oscorp name tag on the right. “And uh you have a name tag.” Peter explained to her. “Oh yeah! That makes sense, well uh thanks for the save down there and I’m late! Damn it.” Y/n sighed, “I can take you there, or y’know swing you there.” He said as he slowly stepped closer, “You’d be a life saver thanks.” She gushed as she stepped closer, Peter wrapped his arm around her waist as Y/n placed a hand on his chest and another around his back, locking herself in.

Spider-Man extended his arm which shot out a web and they were off! Left and right they dodged buildings as people shouted, “Spider-Man! It’s Spider-Man! Holy shit Spider-Man! He probably saved her! We love you!” Their time was cut short as they reached the Oscorp building, “Here we are.” Y/n smiled, “Thank you so much, for y’know. I gotta go but it was great meeting you!” 

“Y/n!” A co-worker of hers shouted at her, “C’mon! It’s Harry’s birthday!” The woman shouted at her, “Gotta run bye! Nice to meet you!” 

Peter sighed, “Nice to meet you too.”

targaryenluv’s mcu masterlist

ANDREW!PETER PARKER

— lover

summary: peter lost y/n and gwen at the same time. whilst ned and mj are trying to locate y/n and peter they grab the wrong versions. but it seems these two know eachother better then everyone thought.

— i got you (mature)

summary: whilst on your way to your internship at oscorp you aren’t exactly paying attention to where you’re going, luckily peter is hopelessly in love with you and follows you to make sure you’re okay.

PETER PARKER

— coming soon!

BUCKY BARNES

— coming soon!

STEVE ROGERS

— coming soon!

TONY STARK

— coming soon!

AVENGERS

— coming soon!

Thank you to everyone who got me to 25000 likes!

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

i love uuuu

This made me sob. Hard. I have so many ideas for imagines I want to write. There are so many.

Also, for my Gotham fans: I hope you have HBOMAX because Gotham is moving from Netflix to HBO tonight.