#imagines

Word Count: 1115

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: By the way this is set after the events of homecoming so May knows Peter’s spidey. You can read part onehere

“I don’t know what to do May! I couldn’t concentrate, my powers ruined everything. She hates me!” Peter Parker exclaimed in frustration as he slumped down onto the couch, both physically and mentally drained after his fight with the infamous villain the Vulture. It was just his luck that the masked creep had to break out of jail the night of his date with Y/N. Aunt may looked at her nephew with sorrow knowing how nervous and excited he was for the date, only for it to be completely ruined because of his responsibilities. Taking a seat next to the boy she placed her arm around him in comfort in an attempt to ease his pain. “I’m sure it wasn’t that bad Pete.”

Peters head fell back, eyes squinted and pinching the bridge of his nose as the image of Y/N almost in tears appeared again in his mind only filling him with more guilt than before. “I practically ignored her the entire time and the people in the restaurant sent me glares as I left!” 

May’s eyes widened slightly at his confession. “Okay well that is pretty bad-”

The boy only let out a sigh as he leaned against his aunts shoulder. “Tell me how to fix it. I can’t…I really like this girl May. I’m sick of screwing up when it comes to girls because of my powers. I know I have this great responsibility and everything now but just for once I want to get the girl.”

“I can’t believe i’m doing this but if it means my Pete can finally get the girl than i’ll do anything.” May muttered to herself as she hastily reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. Bringing the phone to her ear Peter looked at her in confusion. “What are you doing?”

 “Hey…yes Mr.Stark it’s Peter’s aunt May…don’t push your luck Tony…I need a favour.”

You were lounging in bed that Saturday morning, still feeling blue after the worst date in history with Peter Parker. That boy had some nerve to treat you like that, or any girl for the matter. Was it so hard for boys to just show a shred of respect these days? A sigh escaped your body at these thoughts, the sound of you chewing on a slice of pizza being the only sound echoing throughout the room. Not only did you feel like shit but you looked the part too with your baggy sweatpants and stained band tee, not to mention the knotted mess your hair was currently in. Getting quickly bored you turned on the TV, a news report on Spider-man appearing on the screen in front of you. 

“Witnesses say that if it wasn’t for our friendly neighbourhood Spider-man’s bravery last night, they wouldn’t be standing here today. It seems yet again New York City has been saved by everyone’s favourite hero.”

It seemed like only yesterday that Tony Stark revealed himself as Ironman to the world when it had actually been nine years ago. Ever since then flying men with huge hammers and big green guys were the norm around this city, so seeing a news report on another superhero didn’t surprise you anymore. However there was something about this new hero Spider-man, something that made him appear different to the other members of earths mightiest heroes. He wasn’t a god or a billionaire, he was probably just a regular guy who wants to stick up for the little guy and that you could respect.

Your thoughts are interrupted however when a knock sounds from your door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, you didn’t think you were expecting anyone today? You opened the front door only to slam it closed again in the face of non other than Peter Parker, the asshole who took you on the worst date of your life last night.The nerve that boy had to show up outside your front door! “Wait! Y/N please let me explain.”

A scoff escaped you at his words, he was in no position to ask you for anything after the stunt he pulled last night. “And why would I bother?” 

“Because I’m truly sorry for how I treated you last night. But i’m not that sort of guy, I promise and I want to make it up to you. I’d understand if you’d never want to see me again-”

“That’s correct I don’t.” 

“Y/N I…I have a reason as to why I acted the way I did and I can’t tell you that reason but i’m honest when I say that i’m sorry and if you’d let me, i’d love to make it up to you.” You’re not sure why you did it but something in the tone of his voice made you open the door. There he stood in a pair of jeans and a hoodie, hair a mess with a few loose curls hanging in front of his eyes and darkened under eyes from his lack of sleep after worrying about you all night. Upon seeing you a wide grin appears on his face that for some reason made butterflies swirl in your stomach. He pulls something out from behind him and extends it to you; a balloon with a smiling face printed across it that causes an uncontrollable smile to spread across your face in return. “Hi, this is for you.”

Accepting his gift you couldn’t deny that it was extremely cute of him to come all the way here just to apologise, most guys wouldn’t even think twice. But something was making you start to believe Peter Parker was definitely not like most guys. “Uh thank you. So how are you planning to make this up to me?” 

Clearing his throat he straightened his posture, trying to show you that what he was about to say was serious. “For the next twelve hours I will do whatever you want me to do. No questions asked.” Your eyebrows furrowed at the boy, you were definitely not expecting that. “You’re kidding.”

 “Nope.” And he wasn’t. Aunt May had called Tony Stark to play hero today so that Peter wouldn’t have to run out on another date and he agreed also wanting Peter to be able to have a normal life alongside being Spider-man.

“Anything I want to do…” Your voice trailed off as you thought of the possibilities, they were endless. It didn’t take you long to agree to his proposal as it only benefited you. “Okay, just let me get dressed first.” 

“Great! Are you gonna let me in-” Before he could finish his sentence you’d already closed the door again, leaving Peter to stand outside it awkwardly for the next forty minutes. 

Word Count: 1446

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: Hi sorry haven’t posted in a while but here ya go :) You can read part twohere

Your fist clenches in anger as you hastily walk down the busy city streets, probably scaring the New Yorker”s that pass you by. The sound of thunder crackling through the night sky doesn’t bother you until it is followed by a sudden heavy downpour, only dampening your crabby mood further. Attempting to shield yourself from the wintry rainfall you take shelter in a nearby cafe. The door chimed as you entered the almost empty place, your leather combat boots squeaking against the tiles as you moved. Slumping down into a nearby booth you reached for your phone, calling the girl who got you into this mess in the first place. The phone rang a few times before you were finally greeted by the familiar voice of your best friend. “Hey Y/N, so how’d it go?”

“MJ! You have a heck of a lot of explaining to do because that boy was a complete jerk!”

One hour before this call…

You couldn’t believe Michelle had talked you into this, you’d never even been on a proper date let alone with someone you’d never met before. But from the way she described this boy you couldn’t deny you were interested. According to MJ Peter Parker was a slightly shy but sweet boy who would be perfect for you, and it would be a shame to miss out on something potentially great. So now you were incredibly nervous as you stood in front of the mirror, not quite sure if you should wear this outfit or the first one you tried on an hour ago.

“May! I need your help!” At the sound of Peter’s voice his aunt appears from the hallway looking somewhat worried by his words. “What’s going on Pete?” Beads of sweat started forming at the base of his hairline as he begin to pace in front of his aunt frantically.“I’ve got a date tonight! That girl, the friend of Michelle’s, she finally said yes and it’s tonight and I have no idea what to do or how to act-”

Peter’s pacing comes to a halt when aunt May’s hands grip onto his arms, her brown eyes staring into his own with concern. “Pete you need to calm down you’re freaking me out.” Taking slow breaths in and out he eventually calmed himself down, not wanting to trouble his aunt with his nerves. “Sorry it’s just, I really don’t wanna mess this up May.”

A small smile appeared on her face as she took in the sight of the little boy she’d practically raised his whole life. She’d almost forgot that this day would come, when her little boy would start growing up. But even as he was getting ready for his first date he was still the same Peter Parker, a flustered and nervous mess. “How can I help?” 

Her words made Peter sigh out in relief as he looked helplessly down at the clearly loose tie that hung around his neck, a few knots here and there on the fabric as a result of his failed attempt at tying his tie. “Do you know how to tie a tie?” May’s brows raised as she took in the mess of fabric that he wore, hoping to god that the internet could save her this time. “I don’t but YouTube does.”

3 hours later

After both Peter and May mastered the tie the boy continued getting ready for his big night. He showered longer than usual, scrubbing extra soap onto his skin and lathering his hair in another layer of shampoo just in case it didn’t feel clean enough after the first time. To say the boy was anxious about this date was an understatement. He combed and gelled back his hair for a solid ten minutes until he was satisfied with how it looked and tried on about 3 dress shirts until he settled on a white one matched with black dress pants. Never had the boy looked so grown up, making his aunt almost let a tear slip out at the sight. 

Now he was sitting beside May in the car outside the restaurant, asking last minute questions before he went inside. “What if I screw this up May?” The thought made Peter feel uneasy, knowing his luck something would happen and would ruin his date and he’d only thought about it now. Sometimes being Spider-man was a curse for Peter Parker. “Hey don’t think like that, you’ll be great. Any girl would be lucky to date my nephew.”

“Not very reassuring but it’s now or never I guess. Wish me luck.” Taking a deep breath he unbuckled his seat belt and exited the passenger seat, sending his aunt a small wave in appreciation. “Good luck Pete!” 

He heard the car pull out as he came closer to the restaurant, quickly changing directions to a nearby alleyway. “Let’s just hope I won’t be needing this.” He mutters to himself as he grabs his backpack that contained his Spider-man suit and quickly webs it to the wall before heading inside. Little did he know he’d be heading back outside much sooner than he expected. 

“You must be Peter?” The sound of your voice caught the attention of the brown haired teenage boy who was sat at your table. Upon your arrival he sat up straighter in his chair and sent the girl a friendly smile, just like his aunt told him too. “Y-yeah that’s me.” He was evidently taken aback by your beauty, not believing that he could actually ever stand a chance with you. “It’s nice to meet you.”

A blush crept across your cheeks at the clearly nervous but definitely cute boy in front of you. Michelle wasn’t lying when she said he was a sweetheart. "You too. So you been here before?“ You asked as you took your seat across from him, oblivious to the fact that Peter was Spider-man and that currently his senses were going crazy. He couldn’t not stare in the direction it was coming from as from where he sat he couldn’t see any evident threat. "Yeah, they have really good pizza.”

Confusion was etched on your face as you stared at the boy, wondering what could be more important outside that window than you. "In a Japanese restaurant?“

Still no response left his lips as he continued staring out the window, completely ignoring your presence. What a gentleman. His lack of attention to the conversation made you rethink your first impression of him. Maybe Peter Parker was just like most guys you talked to, a jerk. Attempting to start conversation again you leaned in closer, braving a smile in hopes that his attention would stay on you. "So what do you like to do? I mean do you have any hobbies?”

Still distracted as he looks back and forth from the window he finally looks at you, wearing a look of uncertainty on his face. "Sorry, what were you saying?“ As the words leave his mouth you couldn’t even find it in yourself to be angry at this boy, now you were just upset to be treated this way. Was it something you did? Was is how you looked? Were you that boring to Peter that he couldn’t even hold a conversation with you?  A tear threatens to fall as you abruptly stand up from your seat, the chair squeaking against the tiled floor snapping Peter’s attention back to you."You know what I think this was a bad idea. I don’t know what MJ was thinking.”

A loom of guilt flashes across the boys face as you hastily grab your purse and flatten out your dress. “No wait! Where are you going?” Poor Peter Parker, always oblivious to girls. Always sacrificing his happiness for the greater good. Always running away to be Spider-man. Could he ever catch a break?  

“You obviously don’t want to be here Peter and i’m not wasting an hour of my life talking to myself whilst my date ignores me the entire time.” Leaving him with those harsh words you stormed out of the restaurant, receiving pitying looks from customers and staff as you exited. And that’s when your hatred towards Peter Parker began. 

That night when you got home everyone was already asleep which you were thankful for as you weren’t in the mood to explain how your date was a total douche bag. Slumping down onto the couch you flicked on the TV, the news appearing on the screen with the words “breaking news” plastered across the bottom. “Another incident involving the deranged villain the green goblin occurred earlier tonight, but was luckily ended by New York’s favourite hero, the Spider-man.”

Word Count: 1489

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: This is the last part of identity :(

I hope everybody enjoyed it as much as I did but I have some exciting stuff coming up don’t worry. You can read part one,two,threeandfourhere

Ever since that night in Peter’s room you’d been avoiding the boy like he was the plague. You couldn’t believe you’d almost kissed Peter Parker. You didn’t even realise that you felt that way about him. Now it was the night of the dance and Ned was waiting for you in the living room. Exiting your room was a struggle in the heels you weren’t used to but you were determined to bare through the pain as you practically waddled over to your date. “Alright be honest. On a scale of one to ten how trash do I look. Because I feel horrendous in these heels." 

Ned however didn’t even notice your strange walking as his jaw dropped open a little in shock at the sight in front of him."Y/N you look amazing.” Your heart swelled at his actions, he was always such a sweetheart. “Oh uh thanks Ned. You look pretty sharp yourself in that suit.” At the compliment he straightened up his posture and smiled confidently. “Oh stop it you’re making me blush." A snort left your mouth unwillingly as you bent over in laughter at your friends actions. After you both came down from your laughter you finally dragged your date with you out the door before you’d be late.

"Y/N you look gorgeous!” Liz squealed before engulfing you in a bone crushing hug. You giggled at her actions before pulling away and admiring her dress as well. "You too Liz but that’s nothing new.“ It was true, that girl could make a plastic bag look amazing. 

"Oh stop it. Wow Ned you don’t look too bad yourself, wait till Betty see’s you.” Liz smirked at your nervous date beside you, her words causing Ned’s eyes to widen as he quickly turned to you. "You told her?!“ His reaction made you chuckle, his crush on Betty Brant was by far the most adorable thing you’d ever seen, how could you not tell Liz about it? "Duh she’s my best friend." Liz placed her hand reassuringly on his shoulder, smiling at the blushing boy beside her. "Don’t worry I won’t tell, but I do ship it." 

Just then sound of that all too familiar voice and a tap on your shoulder startled you. "Y/N?" 

You knew it was the boy you’d been avoiding for weeks now and the thought made you feel incredibly nervous. "Peter." 

Slowly turning around to face the boy you almost fell over at the sight on him in a suit. Who knew that a suit could make a guy look ten times more attractive? Peter seemed to be taken aback by your appearance as well, his eyes widened slightly as they scanned up and down your body. "You look…wow." 

His comment made your cheeks instantly heat up and butterflies swarm in your tummy. "Oh thank you. I like your tie.” You instantly regretted your lame reply as it left your mouth. What the heck did you just say?! You like his tie?! “Uh no I mean you look really nice and attractive all together- i’m just gonna go now." 

Completely embarrassed by your little outburst you begin to walk away but are stopped by the feeling of his hand grasping your own. "No wait!" 

Guilt begins to flood your mind at the desperate tone of his voice. Peter was the only one trying to make things right yet you were running away from the problem like a child. But the way he was looking at you now, you never wanted to run away again. You were sick of running away from these feelings. Taking a deep breath you locked gazes with the boy you were slowly falling for. "I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you it’s just-”

You felt his hands on your shoulders, the actions making you cut off your words not being able to remember what you were even saying. You couldn’t think straight when he was so close to you. He shook his head slightly making a few loose strands of hair drop onto his forehead as a slight grin was forming on his face."Hey I understand, but that’s not why I’m here." 

"Huh?” Your eyebrow rose in confusion. How could he not be absolutely pissed off at you after you’d ignored him the last few weeks. Instead he was standing in front of you appearing almost shy now as he asked a question you never thought you’d hear. "Will you dance with me?“ 

Uncontrollably your face instantly lit up at the proposal, a wide smile you hadn’t worn in a very long time appearing there. "I’d like that.” You couldn’t believe this was happening. What did you do to deserve a guy like Peter Parker? 

He didn’t waste time in taking your hand in his own and guiding you both out onto the dance floor making your cheeks warm at the action. When you finally stopped he placed his hands on your waist nervously, obviously not used to being so close to a girl. You weren’t much better as you timidly placed your hands on his shoulders. As you both awkwardly swayed along to the unknown slow song that was blasting through the speakers you reminded yourself to apologise for your recent actions. "I really am sorry for avoiding you Peter. Honestly I was just embarrassed.“ 

 "About what?" 

Your emotions were visible as you struggled to admit your thoughts, your words instead stumbling out in nervous ramblings. "I…we almost kissed and I probably freaked you out I mean I freaked myself out a bit I don’t even know where those feelings came from-" Then you felt it, his lips pressed against your own. Peter Parker was kissing you. After realising what was happening you eagerly kissed back, loving the feeling of his lips moving against your own. It felt like forever until you both broke apart, leaving each others lips slightly swollen and pink. "That’s what I should have done that day instead of letting you walk out my door." 

His words made your stomach swarm with butterflies, you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this way and weren’t sure if you ever did. However the sight of your best friend catches the corner of your eye making you sigh in realisation. It was obvious to everyone but Liz how Peter felt for her. "But, what about Liz? I know you like her i’m not blind.” The boy in front of you merely shrugged his shoulders before staring into your eyes to make sure you heard every word he spoke. “Maybe I did, but then this girl started questioning me one day after I ran into her in the library. Then I saved her and she knew my name. She cried into my chest and fell asleep on my bed, unaware of how beautiful she looked doing so. Then I almost kissed her but being the fool I was I let her go, afraid of those new feelings. But right now i’m dancing with her and I couldn’t give a damn what Liz thought about me." 

You almost let a tear slip out of your eye at his romantic gesture, you didn’t deserve this boy. Closing the gap between you both you engulfed him in a tight hug, never wanting to let go. "I don’t know what to say. I mean how do I top that?" 

"You don’t have to, just say you like me back." 

Putting your hands on his shoulders you looked him straight in the eyes as you spoke. "Peter Parker, or Spider-man, whoever you want to be. I really really like you too.”

A wide smile appears on his face at your confession, his arms encircling your waist before lifting your body up slightly in the air and twirling you around like in the movies. You giggled into his chest at his actions, also slightly embarrassed as you remembered where you both were. Once he settled you down on the ground another surprising sight caught your eye. "Oh my god!“ You exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Peter’s hand. "What is it?" 

Pointing over at the couple dancing in the far corner you almost let out a squeal. "Ned! He’s slow dancing with Betty!" 

A chuckle escaped his mouth as he saw them, feeling incredibly happy for his best friend. "Why do I feel so proud right now?” You nodded along as you observed the couple, laughing together as they slow danced to the music. "I feel like a proud mother.“ You admitted making your dance partner laugh, gosh you could get used to that sound. As you notice your best friend standing over by the punch bowl you almost run over to her, needing to inform her of Ned. "I need to tell Liz!" 

"Wait one last thing." 

"What?" 

"Kiss me?”

He didn’t have to ask you twice before you planted your lips against his own for the second time that night, but definitely not the last.

Word Count: 1302

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: Okay but real talk this gif is an accurate representation of me after watching homecoming. I have so many new ideas now and I loved Ned so much he was such a great character. If you’ve seen the movie let me know your thoughts because I want to discuss. Personally it has become my new favourite spider-man movie which is a lot for me to say. You can read part one , three, four andfivehere :)

Your fourth period science lesson seemed to drag on longer than usual; the various formulas that scattered the board appeared to be nothing but nonsense to you. Sadly science was never your calling and it was starting to show in your grades. You wouldn’t know what you would do if you didn’t befriend the bubbly goofball that was Ned Leeds, he was the reason you were passing the subject now as he took it upon himself to tutor you. He also became one of your closest friends over the past few years and just so happened to be the best friend of Peter Parker. After everything that went down yesterday you were unsure of a lot of things. Like if Peter was actually Spider-man, if Peter had feelings for your best friend or if you had feelings for the boy yourself. And most importantly what you were going to do about homecoming. 

An idea surfaced your mind at the thought of the upcoming dance as you glanced beside you at your science partner. Nudging his shoulders shyly you became a little embarrassed about the situation but you wouldn’t let yourself back out now. “Hey Ned.” The boy was busy concentrating on his notes when you interrupted his thoughts. He turned to you with a friendly smile on his face as always. "What’s up?“ 

Your nerves were showing as you looked at the table instead of his face; words leaving your mouth in a rush. "I hope this doesn’t freak you out but…do you wanna be my date for homecoming? I know you’d probably rather go with anyone else but Liz bailed on me and I just want to be around a friendly face-" 

Your rambling was cut short when you felt Ned place his hand on your shoulder reassuringly. "Don’t over think this Y/N. Of course i’ll go with you, I’d be a shitty friend if I declined.” Looking up you grinned widely at your friend and immediately engulfed him in a bone crushing hug.“Uh you’re honestly the best.” Pulling away from Ned another thought crossed your mind that caused a smirk to appear on your face. “So how’s it going with Betty?" 

At the mention of her name Ned instantly gets red in the cheeks; sighing as he leaned forward on the desk.  "That would mean something would have to actually start.” Those words made you break a little inside. Ned was one of the nicest guys you knew and he’d been hung up on Betty Brant ever since kindergarten yet not once had he made a move. It hurt to see your friend this way, especially since you knew they would be perfect for each other. 

Trying to cheer him up you slung your arm around his shoulder playfully. “Oh come on Ned, she’d be crazy not to like you. I know Betty, she’ll so be into you.” He seemed to perk up a bit at the thought, peeking over his shoulder to talk to you. “You really think so.” A light chuckle left your lips as you ruffled his hair a little knowing that it annoyed him which you were successful in doing as he hastily tried to fix it by running his fingers through it.

 "I know so.“ His mood seemed to brighten after your words of encouragement, a small smile gracing his lips at the thought of Betty Brant liking him. His feelings for the girl never ceased to make you aw as if he were a small puppy dog, he sure had the heart of one. Now visibly happier than before, Ned decided to change the topic back to you. "So how are things going with your hunt for spider-man?" 

You were so caught up in the Betty and Ned drama that you’d almost forgotten about how you’d practically discovered Spider-man’s true identity. And now sitting besides Peter’s best friend you couldn’t help but wonder if he knew about the secret too. Dropping your voice to a low whisper, so that you couldn’t be overheard by nosy teenagers, you leaned in closer to the boy. "Actually you could help me with that…" 

Ned’s body instantly stiffens at your suspicious words, not doing a very god job at hiding his knowledge from you. After a moment he seemed to snap out of his trance as he shrugged his shoulders, pretending that he had no idea what you were talking about. "What do you mean?" 

"Peter Parker. He’s your best friend and i’m almost certain he’s secretly Spider-man in his spare time.” The reaction Ned had to your suspicions only raised them as his eyes widen and he visibly gulps in discomfort. "Y-you’re crazy. As if Peter was-“ 

"You know! Don’t you.” Cutting him off mid sentence you excitedly lean in closer, practically begging for your friend to tell you that you were right about this. However the boy chooses to keep his mouth shut and avoid the situation as he scrambles to grab his belongings off the desk, obviously not wanting to spill his best friends deepest darkest secret to you by accident. “I-I…I gotta go." 

Raising your brow sceptically at him you almost let out a laugh at the scene. "But it’s the middle of class?” Slinging his backpack over his shoulder he rushed out a lame excuse before heading out the door and leaving you to giggle at how terrible a liar Ned Leeds was.

“So found Spider-man yet?” The voice of your best friend broke your thoughts as you walked through the school hallways between fifth and sixth period. At the mention of the Spider-man, Peter Parker, you instantly freeze up a little. “Oh um no, not yet." 

Lie. You just lied straight to Liz’s face and you were unsure as to why. A slight frown appeared on her face at your words, guilt slowly creeping away at your mind at the sight. "Oh bummer, I’ve been thinking about what you said yesterday and you’re right. I do really like Spider-man so when you find out who he is can you tell me, please?" Suddenly feeling uncomfortable with the situation you replied with a short answer, you hated lying to her but you knew it was for the better. "I-sure Liz.”  

Pulling you into a tight side hug Liz almost squealed into your shoulder. "You’re the best Y/N.“ You couldn’t just go around telling people Peter was Spider-man, even if it was your best friend it wasn’t right. Even so it still didn’t make you feel any better about lying to your friend. But there was something else stopping you from telling her the truth and honestly you were scared to find out what it was. It felt almost selfish to keep this from her, like you was stopping her from meeting possibly the guy of her dreams. You didn’t…you didn’t have feelings for Parker, did you? Oh god no.

Luckily you didn’t have to dwell on the thought for long as the sound of blood curdling screams echo down the school halls. People were running and screaming in fear in the opposite direction immediately causing everyone around you to panic and follow. You didn’t waste a second before sprinting down the halls like everybody else, that was until you lost sight of your best friend who was just beside you only moments ago. Instantly stopping you looked around frantically through the crowds of people trying to locate her. "Liz! Liz!” What if she was in trouble? You couldn’t leave her behind. 

After a minute or so of retracing your steps and looking in classrooms the girl was nowhere to be found.The halls were completely empty now so you figured Liz made it outside already. Just as you’re about to head back the most horrendous sight appears in front of you, a gigantic Lizard. 

Imagine making your stoic f/o laugh. It’s a rare occurrence to hear them laugh but you cherish every moment it happens. You decide one day to goof around any way you can just to draw that joyful sound from them. They seem uninterested the entire time until you unintentionally do or say something hilarious and they can’t help but burst into laughter. Though their emotions had been mostly concealed they found your comedic efforts to be adorable.

Imagine waking up early to make a nice breakfast for your f/o. They had had a rough day the day before and were left exhausted so you wanted to do something nice for them. By time you’re done making it, whether you had to give it multiple tries or youre a natural cook, they’re still sleeping. You wake them up with a kiss on the forehead, encouraging them to get up and come sit in the dining room with you. It would take them a moment to do so but when they did you could see excitement light up in their eyes. They pull you into a side hug and press a kiss to your cheek, a small thanks for the wonderful surprise.

>Original Post<

I found this set on Tumblr and thought it looked fun, so I’m going to give it a go ^~^

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1. Breaking the Rules (Deuce & Idia from Twisted Wonderland) | friendship, comedy, fluff | “Give me cake or give me death”

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️ Waiting:

1. Marry me
2. Do you want me to leave
3. You are not going without me
4. I swear it won’t happen again
5. What did you say
6. I’m not jealous
7. What did you just say
8. They were just a friend okay? Nothing more
9. You’re jealous aren’t you
10. I might have had a few shots
11. Make me
12. The police are coming
13. Why are you smiling so much
14. I can’t believe you
15. Are you sure this is legal
16. You’re her father
17. You can’t die on me, please don’t die
18. Is this legal
19. I’m gonna take care of you okay
20. What do you want
21. I can’t believe I wasted my virginity on you
22. Run away with me
23. Stay the night, please
24. Get out of my sight
25. We can’t keep doing this
26. I did not attend his funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it
27. I hate you
28. I’m placing you under arrest
29. I’m not actually feeling anything for you, and I haven’t for a long time
30. Do you have any fantasies
31. So you’re a liar and a thief
32. So your sister is pregnant… and it might be miine
33. I think I need to lose 30 pounds
34. It’s not that you’re wrong it’s just that you’re not extremely right
35. You’re beautiful, you know that
36. They (he/she) is nothing compared to you
37. I hate being so useless
38. Obviously, you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t
39. It was my fault for thinking you might care
40. When you love someone you don’t just stop
41. The truth is you could fight your whole life to do good and still get nowhere
42. Sometimes you fall for someone you’d never expect but that doesn’t make it wrong
43. Doesn’t everyone deserve to be happy
44. You can’t cling to the past, because no matter how tightly you hold on, it’s already gone
45. If you walk out that door don’t you ever come back
46. Knowing you has made me a better person
47. I’ve loved you for years
48. You’re perfect to me
49. Those things you said yesterday, did you mean them
50. Please tell me you’re sorry, I need to hear you say it
51. At least give me that much
52. I don’t say sorry
53. I didn’t know I was hurting you. I’m sorry
54. Why should I apologize for finally standing up for myself
55. How hard is it to tell me you’re sorry, do you not think I deserve it. After everything I’ve done for you
56. Do you not care about me
57. Out of all people, why would I apologize to you
58. I’m not sorry
59. Kill me
60. Well, seeing as how only one of us is coming out of this, let’s get this started
61. You’re pregnant, how did this happen
62. Don’t tempt me
63. Do not yell at me
64. That’s not what I meant and you know it
65. That’s it, end of discussion
66. I can’t deal with your bullshit right now
67. Ugh, bite me
68. I dare you
69. It’s midnight what do you want
70. This is a terrible idea but I’m doing it for you
71. Just pretend to be my date
72. My mother hits harder than you
73. To the night you’ll never remember
74. What the fuck me? What the fuck you
75. Is a one night stand considered dating
76. I want, no I need you back
77. W-what are you doing
78. Stay the night, please
79. Say it
80. Are you done with that
81. Did you do this on purpose
82. This is all your fault
83. I could kill you right now
84. I can’t believe I loved you
85. just shut up already
86. Just admit I’m right
87. Listen To Me
88. You shouldn’t have said that
89. Shut your mouth before I shut it for you
90. Are you really going to leave without asking the question I know you’ve been dying to ask me
91. Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up
92. Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system
93. Do you think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move
94. No, it was my fault for thinking you might actually care
95. Stop talking to me, I’m fine
96. Do you need me to kill someone for you
97. You know we’re supposed to be together, I knew it the first time I saw you, and I know you do too. I know you do
98. Did you mean it
99. I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore
100. This would not happen if I had a dick
101. You’re cute when you…
102. Don’t apologize, that’s not the point. Did you mean it
103. I thought I lost you
104. I feel like I’m losing control
105. How am I supposed to forgive myself for that
106. Did you really think I’d leave
107. There’s a difference between being brave and being suicidal
108. You’re proud of me?
109. Like I’d choose the law over you
110. We can’t keep doing this anymore
111. You have no idea how I feel so shut the hell up
112. I call bullshit
113. Can you pick me up from the bar
114. I know what you did

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pov: you’re friends with a lot of people but you’re no one’s best friend and you have no best friend yet you care about everyone and you listen to all your friends and their problems even though none of your friends really care about you and you’re never their #1 friend or first choice, you’re just the last resort so you constantly have to look at pictures of your friends hanging out with other people while you’re sitting at home alone in your room with no one there to talk to

when the person you have a crush on is a grade above you so you only have one class with them and since y’all are in different grades you never interact with each other except for when you stare at them and they look at you like you’re a creep and then when they look at you, you convince yourself that they’re actually hopelessly in love with you and you ruin your mental health even more by making up fantasies in your head of you two together and convincing your self that they’re actually obtainable and that they will confess their love to you on the last day of school

my stepmom got ezra miller and finn wolfhard mixed up so she thought finn wolfhard attacked someone in hawaii with a chair

it’s difficult being head over heels for someone who barely even knows who you are

I need y’all’s advice on how to get over a MAJOR crush. and no I will not confess to him. but please give me advice because he’s a grade above me and I only ever interact with him in PE but even then we never talk or anything unless we’re forced to because of an activity/assignment or something. Just please help because I have such a huge crush on this guy that it’s hard for me to even get through the day or focus on school because when I even get a glimpse of him or pass him in the hall it’s like my legs turn to jello and my heart races super fast and then I’ll just think about him all day. At this point it’s really not healthy for me because I already have low self esteem so my crush not even looking at me or anything makes me feel like I’m super ugly and it’s just slowly making me less confident but at the same time I put so much work into my looks just so I look good FOR HIM. I really want to get over this so badly because my grades are slipping and so is my self esteem and it feels like I’m just falling in a never-ending hole.

wow I didn’t know that I was going to be losing nearly all my friends this year

A/N: I started this imagine off with a request but then it turned into a different request as I started to write haha…. This is my first EVER imagine so go easy on me but I really want to improve so make sure to leave a comment below to let me know what you think!! Thank you to the person that requested this and I hope you like it<3 I totally changed it so therefore I will be doing a different one with the whole wild thoughts emphasis on things.

Requested:Kind of |please can you write an imagine based on wild thoughts where he’s in love with her but she maybe pushes Shawn away because she has wild thoughts about him idk?? you can think of the full thing! love your advice and i know i’ll love your imagines <3 thanks xx|

Warnings:Limited swearing, probably a small peck/hardly any smut

Your hands are tired as you are clearing away all your left over work from your desk, dreading the time as it gets longer and longer.  Finally after a long day at work you come home and go straight to bed not caring about what you had on, you were so drained emotionally that you didn’t care anymore. You were emotional because your love interest Shawn had finally left you alone after many months of protesting that he should do so, finally it got to a point where he had listened and left you alone and you should be happy but you weren’t! You felt empty, like a piece of your heart was somewhere else, maybe with him? All those thoughts took over you as you dozed off to a deep sleep.

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

You jumped up at the sound of loud banging noises coming from your door downstairs, this was no normal banging this was a man thirsty to get inside your house. You walked downstairs annoyed that this asshole had broken your sleep, you would rather be dreaming about Shawn and you eating an indian curry in London. As you open the door shock and happiness fills within you as there is a smile appearing on your face you stop yourself realising it was Shawn and you were the one that wanted this gap, you were the one who pushed him away and you were the one who can’t hug him right now because you aren’t supposed to be missing him.

“Hey” Shawn says with a wide and weak smile on his face , oh how you loved that smile it was in fact your weakness, it made you so weak you felt like crying but you had to maintain your ground. “What are you doing here?” Your sharp tone scarred Shawn you could tell but you were helpless, helpless to keep him and yourself in a better place away from each other. “Can I come in? I promise I’ll explain everything” He said with pure pain in his eyes, “Fine” you said with a sharp tone again. He comes into your small home closing the door behind him, god it has been awhile since you’ve seen those beautiful brown eyes, and you honestly missed them so much, the last time you saw those eyes were two months ago in London just before he went off for tour and just before you told him to never speak to you again which hurt so much but you knew it was the right thing for your health and his.

“Y/n , I’m here to talk about us” Shawn says walking towards you, “Us, Shawn there isn’t an ‘us’ and there never will be” those words left your mouth but your heart ached to tell him how you really felt , to tell him how much you’re in love with him but you couldn’t. This obviously made him a little angry “WHY? Why can’t there be an ‘us’? What’s wrong with me? Why do you fucking hate me so much?” he said grabbing you by the arms, so emotionally consumed he couldn’t keep his frustration together. “SHAWN, I have explained this all before you went on tour, on why there can’t be an ‘us’” you said equally angry as to why he can’t just leave you alone and be happy. “I don’t understand!! I will NEVER understand because I fucking love you and there’s no way I’m going anywhere” he says, “Shawn you have to leave, I have told you a million times my past will not let us be together! I can’t give love anymore, I’ve turned into someone else” you say reminding him and yourself of why you two aren’t together right now. “I’m sorry Shawn but after everything I’ve been through I don’t want to depress you as well and this time if I fall in love by mistake and something goes wrong I don’t think I will be able to make it out alive” This was the reason, in your past relationship you had gone through mental trauma and harassment but you knew Shawn would never do such things but after all he was only young and pure you didn’t want to burden your life sorrows onto him, he was way too nice for you to tell him all your past experiences and for him to hurt and you just couldn’t do that to him, you loved him too much that if things went wrong it would be dangerous for you.

“Y/n, you know I will never hurt you! I know trusting someone is so hard for you and yes your past whatever it is was a hard time but give me a chance to lift you up, give me the chance to show you how you really could be treated” the pain in his eyes were almost unbearable he was so close to your lips and so very tempting, how is he even real you thought to yourself. While silence fills the room his lips get even plumper, you shouldn’t want this you should be arguing against it and your mind was saying one thing yet your heart another, fighting with yourself was proving a challenge. Instantly his soft lips pressed onto your lips, your whole body frozen as you didn’t want it to end but something in the back of your head told you to protect him, protect him from yourself, from your toxic life. “Stop” you whispered and Shawn as always argued against and continued on you tried to push him away but your weakness was evident, finally you pushed far enough for you to escape his intoxicated grasp. “I’m not leaving, ever.” Those words that flew out of his mouth made you start bawling, crying so bad that you fell to the ground, you knew it was confession time and not even you could stop yourself from saying “I love you Shawn, I LOVE YOU OK!! I can’t stop thinking about you, the way you speak those hands of yours, the way you make feel so free when your with me, but I CANT do anything about it , WE CANT BE TOGETHER” you say… “ ‘Can’t’ isn’t in my dictionary” he says trying to lighten the mood as always in such serious matter you two could never be serious or too loved up, you guys were so crazy about mocking each other, probably a love everyone craved.

He rolled over to you wiping those tears off of your face then embracing you with his famous hug which felt like home a home that you never wanted to let go of. “Maybe, if we turn all our ‘cant’s into a ‘can’ everything could be different” Shawn says as you lean into his shoulder lying your head, both of you looking at the empty wall.

“Maybe we can” – Y/n says forgetting why you were protesting in the first place.

I feel like we all need to take ourselves into a different world and let our brains relax therefore i want to make IMAGINES!!! Ok so, send me imagine requests they will be Shawn Mendes based (because I have a crush on him atm) BUT you can always interoperate it into whoever your crushing on!!! Whooop let’s go!