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Oh! It was perfect! Well done, you!

I loved that the OC was in STEM. I loved that you captured the emotional anxiety that ensues when the confidence evaporates and that both Peter Parker and the OC rode that roller coaster together (and that you told it from both P.O.V--which is hard to do).

Thank you for granting the ask and for writing such a great story.

I don't know if my ask got 'eaten' or not, but I did send it while I was on the road so I may have screwed it up anyway. My ask is based on your reblog of the 3 word sentences and if you care to, it's a twofer based plot: numbers 12 and 18 (just do it and you look lost) because I am a dithering decision maker except!! when I am going somewhere in which case my overconfidence gets me in trouble, something Peter knows too well himself. Love your writing!

unfortunately it did but I love this prompt so thank you for resending it!

Prompts can be found here

Peter is fairly sure that he's the one who's always late to everything. Every single seminar for this new Oscorp tech breakdown, he's the one who's five minutes late, and he swears it's not his fault.

It's just that he always happens to run into Spider-Man duties. He always finds another old woman who needs to cross the street, or a newspaper stand that has just been stolen from, and then after saving the day, he can make time towards catching the next subway train to Oscorp and hopefully run up the stairs, through the door, into the lobby, elevator, and then to the board room with a minute to spare. It always works out better in his head. 

He doesn't understand why Harry needs him there. Peter knows technology stuff like the back of his hand– he already understood what the seminar leader who oversaw the development of the new tech was saying halfway through the meeting, and basically put the concluding points together before the meeting was even over. 

Peter is nothing if not a good friend. Or employee who will be sent off with a strict warning if he doesn’t at least try.

This time, though? Peter has just made it to the subway station, and his glance catches onto a woman with a muted blue handbag, looking mostly competent and professional in a blazer, staring at the map, very obviously confused. He decides to be a good civilian and take a moment to help her. Just as Peter Parker, good guy who has two extra minutes to spare. Not because she happens to be a little more pleasant to look at than the rest of the passerby. She does really have bright eyes, though, and the way they catch onto every written detail of the map has Peter wanting those eyes on him.

Unfortunately, as she’s dithering and Peter approaches a little too slowly, about to work up the nerve to ask if she needs help, she suddenly mutters “Just do it! Who cares…” with a sudden bout of confidence, and she walks off towards the train heading North. The same train Peter is due to take.

Peter is kind of elated by this, even though he knows he’s a total dork and he doesn’t actually have the courage to speak to her. Even though Harry makes life sound like a romance movie– that apparently all it takes is the right conversation starter– Peter knows he can’t manage it. He’ll trip over his words and make the wrong jokes, and she’ll give him a polite nod while secretly dialing 911.

He’s just happy to have a commute crush to stare at.

The southbound train arrives from the opposite side of the road, and loudly beeps as the doors open.

Peter’s Spider-Sense goes off and he sees that a bunch of people are starting to exit the train, right into the poor woman who gets turned around a bunch of times and then looks utterly lost. Helpless. Eyes widening with the telltale fear of someone who doesn’t know where they’re going. 

Well, we can’t have that, can we? Peter decides to saunter up to her and be her hero of the day.

/

You are so horrible with making decisions sometimes. Unless, of course, it’s taking a new journey somewhere, with directions you’re not exactly familiar with– for some reason leaping into it headfirst works better, cements it into your brain better if you have to travel around these parts around later, and you usually have the time to figure it out.

Of course, this time you’re late. This time, when you need to present a great big presentation at Oscorp, where your big new tech job is, you’re late, and you had to be overconfident about figuring out the directions.

God, couldn’t you have just asked for help?

As you’re beginning to spiral– was it the north train, or the south, will this crowd ever dissipate properly, and is there time to look at your notes for your presentation on the train?– someone taps your shoulder.

“Hey.” A friendly looking guy with warm brown hair, and eyes, is staring at you, not unkindly. He pulls you aside, out of the crowd, and you’re thankful– but a little wary. 

“You look lost. Are you good?” The man has to lean in closer to you, and kind of yell-speak over the crowd, who are finally moving away to the above ground.

“Uh… No. I’ll be honest.” You cross your arms and huff, glad that someone could see that you needed help, and you feel a little happy that your saviour happened to be a smart, handsome guy who doesn’t look particularly judgemental, and you pull out your phone from your bag. “I’m trying to get to–”

“Oscorp?” He reads your phone and blinks, and then looks affronted that he spoke so soon. “Sorry. I just read your phone screen– I know that’s not proper etiquette. I’m going there too.”

“Uh-huh.” You fix your eyes on him, and Peter feels a funny twinge in his heart– something warm and soft as you size him up, making your own teasing assumptions of him. You half-smirk. “How do I know I can trust you? That you won’t just lead me to a random dungeon full of murdered women?”

You feel that you might’ve scared him off– you always come off a little too strong.

“Uhhhh, I was going to say I probably don’t look like a serial killer, but then again, you never know as a woman, right? Plus that’s some unnecessary bias and profiling on my part.” Peter fishes around in his pocket for his Oscorp ID, snorting at your joke, but also knowing that you’re not wrong to be concerned. “See? I’m Peter Parker. One of Oscorp’s biotech engineers.”

“Alliterative. Very cool.” You smile at him genuinely, glad to see that he is worth trusting, and he’s about to say something when the northbound train comes in.

“Hey, that’s us. Just two stops and then we’re at Oscorp.” Peter lets you walk ahead of him into the train, and you do so with some speed.

“Nervous?” He asks as the train starts going. He’s holding onto the loop for stability, while you lean against an arm rail. The train is kind of packed– and Peter is just a teeny bit happy for it, since it means he gets to stand a little close to you. He’s not trying to be a creep– you’re just cute.

“Very.” You shake out your hands, trying to chill out, and then reach inside your bag for your cue cards. “I’m starting out as a software developer– working on a genome editing program– and I’m doing a presentation on that today.”

“Oh, I’m in that seminar too. Although usually it’s just some dude presenting… not exactly someone like you.” Peter immediately facepalms, hiding in his hands for a moment before shaking his head, brown hair flopping about. “Sorry, I just mean… he’s not a cute girl, you know?”

Nice going, Parker. Peter groans and his hands remain on his face now, totally embarrassed by what he’s said.

“Oh–” You turn to him, but Peter interrupts you first.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t mean your looks are everything– I know how hard it is to be a woman in STEM, to get judged on things that have nothing to do with your credentials–” Peter swallows and sighs. “I’m not saying you were hired for your face– I’m sure you’re a very intelligent person.”

Peter feels your hand hesitantly touch his and move them, so he can get a look at your expression. You don’t look upset, just flattered, maybe with a hint of a laugh crossing your eyes.

“Hey, don’t worry. I didn’t take it that way. Good to know you’re not a typical STEM bro, though.” You read through your notes again, and Peter feels a bit of relief. “Thanks, by the way. You’re a cute guy too.”

You don’t know where exactly that came from, maybe an unexpected bout of courage bolstered by the adrenaline from your oncoming presentation, but it’s not like it’s false– this guy is very cute and you know you’re going to struggle if you have to work with him. You can’t quite look at Peter for the rest of the train ride, staring out the window. You catch a little grin on his face.

/

“So, genome editing, huh? That’s actually part of my work right now. Except more in the lab at the moment– working on synthesising frog DNA.” Peter shudders jokingly, and you laugh as you walk with him.

“Yeah, I’m basically the one who made the software program you’ll be using from now on. I just gotta make it easy for you guys to understand.” You inhale, and Peter can see that you’re still really nervous about your presentation. 

“Hey.” He gives you a comforting squeeze of the shoulder, in front of the building. “You got this.”

“Really?” You look up at him, bright eyes glassy with sudden fears. “But you don’t really know me, right? For all you know, I’m going to run out of the room with stage fright.”

“No way.” Peter grins, self assuredly. “You wouldn’t be talking to an almost stranger if that was true.”

“I mean… kind of true. I just don’t want to mess up.” You sigh and pinch your forehead, thinking it over.

“Okay, how about this?” Peter decides on something silly, but something that also allows him to shoot his shot. When else was a pretty software developer going to just fall into his lap like this?

He ignores that image. 

“If you don’t ace this presentation: who cares? People might be a little awkward about it, but they’re just people. It’s not a big deal.” Peter starts, and he sees you visibly brighten a little at that. “But if you do, you win something real special: a coffee date with Peter Parker.”

“Oh, I do?” You snort at his blatant flirting, but you can’t help but feel better with that potential date hanging over your shoulder. Peter Parker happens to be very sweet, at least so far, and you want to see just how far this could go. “Okay. I like the sound of that, but acing this presentation probably involves being there on time…”

You and Peter run through the lobby into the elevator– and you swallow your fears as you enter the boardroom, apologizing to the many developers and technicians about having to make them wait.

/

At the end of your very enlightening presentation– Peter knew there had to be no way he knew everything about this particular software since he had never tried it yet, and the fact that the original presenter seemed to be kind of vague on the details made it seem simpler than it was– you smile at him, and Peter grins back, knowing that he’s just won himself a date with you. 

Omg! I love it soo much! I love how well written it is! and how nice and cute Peter is! and this puppy! awwww! This was AMAZING! Thank you so much for your participation.

~Greetings from Panda Squad. 🐼❤️ 

A good deed - Peter Parker drabble

Summary: Peter was set for a meeting with Tony. But something dragged him out of his way there..

A/N: Hi. I’ve made this drabble for @thepaperpanda writing challenge. It’s my first attempt since long time, so sorry for any mistakes!

Words: 615

Peter was walking down the alley in the Central Park being happy like never before.

He had to meet with his mentor, Mr Stark, for their weekly training.

Peter was prepared. Ok, last time be failed a bit by screwing up on the entire line. But it was not his fault! It was Tony who gave him wrong building plans. Or maybe he read them wrong? Nevermind!

It wasn’t important at the moment.

Peter continued his walk whistling happily. It was until he spotted some movement in a nearby bushes.

He stopped and first looked around. But he saw no one suspicious. Frowning, Peter headed straight into bushes direction. He got even more confused when he heard some strange noises.

Peter got at the spot and crouched. His spider-sense was tingling at the base of his skull, alerting him to possible danger.

With little hesitation and caution, Peter reached and moved several branches to the side.

What a relief he experienced when he saw, that a small puppy was stuck between the bushes.

“Oh, hi there, pup!” A bright smile crawled onto Peter’s lips.

He slipped hands between the branches and aa carefully as it was possible pulled few of them up.

“Come here, buddy,” Peter took the puppy in his hands and pulled little dog out of its ‘trap’.

Spidey put puppy on the grass and looked over it.

But puppy galloped right through the next bushes right into the arenaceous alley. Then without a backward glance dog ran off to sniff all the trees and lampposts along the way.

“Hey! Little one!” Peter ran after the puppy and on the last moment he caught dog and pulled it up. “Hey! No! First we gotta find your owner, mate. I see you have a collar, lemme check…”

Puppy barked happily waving its tail and bit Parker’s hand.

“Hey!” Peter laughed softly checking the charm at the collar. “So your name is Jack and you live kinda near from here..” Peter muttered. “I’ll bring you home, Jack. But don’t bite me, you little fugitive,” he laughed sortly while puppy was waving its tail still trying to bite Peter’s fingers with its little sharp fangs.

On his way at the address from puppy’s collar, Peter got a text from Tony.

[TONY: Where R U Peter?]

Parker sighed and sat at the nearest bench. He texted back.

[Gonna be late, gotta do something first. Wait 4 me.]

Peter got up and with a puppy under his arm, he headed to one of the skyscrapers.

Puppy was still trying to get out of Peter’s grasp squeaking quietly.

“Hush, Jack, no one is hurting you, mate,” Peter rubbed dog’s back. It helped because puppy licked top of Parker’s palm barking happily again.

When Peter arrived on the 9th floor, he walked to the flat number 890 and he knocked few times.

Door has been opened by a little girl in a pink dress.

“Hello?” she whispered quietly.

“Hi!” Peter sent her a smile. “I think this little gentleman belongs to you.”

Parker pulled puppy from under his jacket and handled it to the girl.

Her chin trembled and she sobbed loudly. Few tears fell down on her dress.

“Me and my mummy were looking for Jack! He got lost few hours ago! Oh, Jack!” She grabbed puppy and hugged him tight to her little chest. “Thank you, Sir! Thank you for your help! Mummy! Mummy! Jack’s back!”

Girl ran inside the flat leaving door open. When she and her mother came back, there was no one in front of the door.

Peter was walking down the street whistling happily and smiling. At least he made a little good deed.

Awwww! Nice, cute and well-written story, I love it! Thank you so much for your participation. ~Greetings from Panda Squad. 🐼❤️

Remarkable student | Peter Parker x reader drabble

@thepaperpanda

Summary: Peter’s writing math exam when his sense tingled. What will he do?

Words: 693

Peter Parker was about passing his exam.

Sitting in the classroom, he was reading the content of the task from mathematics. He was perfectly prepared to this exam, Pater has learnt a lot for last few weeks, just to score a good grade.

Everything was going by his predictions, by the time.

When he felt familiar tingle in his stomach, he realized within second something was going wrong nearby.

Shyly, Peter raised his hand up in the air asking if he can leave to bathroom. His teacher threw him a suspicious glance but agreed letting him leave.

Peter went out of the room and looked around checking if he was alone. When he made sure it was like this, he ran straight to emergency exit and sneaked out of the building.

His spider-sense led him straight into school’s backyard.

Peter found out that three overgrown guys were bullying you, a younger girl from his school and it drove him mad. He good knew how it’s when you’re too weak to say ‘no’ when others are torment you both mentally and physically.

“Hey! You!” He yelled running toward them. “Leave her alone, assholes!”

One of the ruffians looked at them laughing.

“Go away, kiddo. We have some serious stuff here. Go back to the sandpit!”

It didn’t make any impression on Peter. Tony Stark has learnt him to not give up, even when the case seems to be tough.

“I said LET HER GO.” Peter repeated firmly getting ready to attack.

“Are you deaf?!” Guy rushed toward Peter ordering his men to keep you in the place.

He swung the blow into Peter’s stomach, but Parker used his quick reflex to avoid it.

Peter grabbed man by his arms and made a flip above his back pulling him behind, so man was pinned down to the ground.

Peter put his foot on man’s chest.

“Don’t ever again try to bully anyone.”

The two men who were standing behind you rushed toward Peter to help their friend.

“You’re dead!” One of the yelled jumping on Peter.

Young man made a jink crouching, and undercut the legs of the man sending him straight on the ground.

“What the hell!?” third dude blinked stopping in the place and taking step back. “Who the hell are you!?”

“Your worst nightmare!” Peter smiled wryly.

Guys got up quickly and ran away leaving Peter with you.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Parker asked approaching you and reaching hand to you.

“Thank you” you grabbed offered hand and rose from the sidewalk. “Thank you. They bully me since a while. And I’ve never done anything to them” you explained shortly sighing.

“I bet you haven’t” Peter nodded raising your backpack and handling it to you. “Go home and rest. And don’t worry. I know a remarkable person who will kick their asses more if they will not leave you alone” he winked at you.

You took backpack and said bye to Peter, then you quickly left in the direction of bus stop.

But you stopped after few steps.

“Thank you for saving me” you smiled at him smoothing your shirt.

He smiled at you too nodding.

Peter looked at a watch on his wrist and ran back to the school building. He had still 7 minutes to pass his exam.

He got to the classroom and took his place coming back to solving tasks.

Few minutes later the bell rang declaring the end of the lesson. Peter sighed and rose from his chair with test in his hand, like others he came to teacher’s desk and put the piece of paper down hoping he had enough time to solve everything correctly.

A week later his teacher was about gave tests back.

“This one you all have left me down. Exam went pretty petty” professor sighed sadly slowly approaching Parker’s desk and putting his exam on the counter. “But you, Peter… Once again you have surprised me. A-”.

Peter smiled and thanked looking at the window. He was sure now that he can easily combine being a secretly hero with being an ordinary student. And he was sure Mr Stark will be proud.