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old married couple | p.p.

Summary: Dating Peter means you’re basically dating all the Avengers too. And they don’t hesitate to point out when you both start turning into “that” couple.

Warnings: pure fluff, i just needed the therapy man

A/N: An anon requested this last week, so I hope you see this and like it! By the way, my requests are open so if there’s anything you want me to write just shoot me an ask and I’ll get to work on it. Also Tumblr apparently won’t let me link things so if you’re looking for my masterlist, playlist, taglist, or writing challenge it’s in my bio ♡

It had been exactly two years since you joined the Avengers as the resident kid genius. Tony had picked you from Midtown along with Peter for his internship, and he quickly found that you were an even better hacker and programmer than he was. Pretty soon he had you working alongside him, helping him make prototypes and suits.

That’s when you first met Peter Parker.

You were with Tony after school one day, tinkering with E.D.I.T.H’s programming, when Tony introduced his other intern. You knew Tony had another intern, but you’d never met them before. They always came in at a different time, though you knew it was a boy from your school.

You had no idea it was Peter Parker.

“H-hi, Y/N!” Peter stuttered, blushing when you nearly dropped your screwdriver. You smiled shyly, gripping the table as Tony started to tell Peter something about thermodynamics. You tried to keep working, but you just couldn’t focus. Peter kept looking back at you when he thought you weren’t looking, trying not to make eye contact with you.

He was so distracting, and it didn’t help that you’d had a crush on him since fourth grade.

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yeah ok

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I can relate.

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This is a good news!!

GUYS ITS REALLY HAPPENING

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Thor: Thank you all for coming to my brother’s funeral.

Loki:

Thor:

Loki:

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It took me seconds to understand what's going on. God, I'm wheezing.

Thanos: any last words, insect?

Scott: YEAH, UGLY, SPELL ‘ME’

Thanos:

Thanos: ….M-E

Scott: YOU FORGOT THE 'U’

Thanos: …there is no 'u’ in m-

Scott, shrinking: not fucking yet there isn’t

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all the dusted avengers actors at the endgame premiere:

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I hate parallels

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Thanos Theory

Fans: Yeah Ant-Man is gonna go up his butt and then expand.

Paul Rudd:

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Spot the difference

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Y/N: [sneezes]

Loki:

Y/N: you're not even going to say "bless you"?

Loki: i'm sitting here with you, you've clearly been blessed.

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Hold up!

Sorry, you guys just needed some cute RDJ in your lives

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Steve and Sharon: *kiss*

Bucky: Hey! Sharon, there’s something on your face!!

Sharon: what?

Bucky: THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!

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sleepless nights // peter parker

request: Can you do and Imagine where the reader goes to Peter’s hotel room in the middle of the night.

please don’t plagiarize my work!

word count: 702

You couldn’t sleep.

You very often couldn’t without Peter by your side. It had been like that ever since the two of you started dating and you’d grown more comfortable with one another.

When you’d first been playing for this trip, you’d assumed Peter and you would book an hotel room together. But MJ had wanted to share one with you, and you hadn’t been able to say to no to her pleading look. Which, lead you to your current situation.

You couldn’t sleep. You’d been tossing and turning for the past hour. Part of it was because you always struggled falling asleep in a new bed, in a new place in a foreign country. But even more so it was because you didn’t have Peter by your side. The bed felt empty without him, unable to turn on your side and comfortably lean your head on his chest. Instead, when you rolled over, all there was more empty bed.

So, after an hour of just laying there, wide awake, you’d made the decision to do something about it. It was clear you weren’t going to fall asleep, and it’s not like you could talk to MJ given that she’d practically passed out the moment her head hit the pillow so you were left on your own.

And with only a moment of consideration before making your decision, you pushed your off of your bed and onto your own two feet. You grabbed your pillow that you’d brought from home and your hotel card key before making your way to the door, slipping on some sandals before opening the door and quietly shutting it behind yourself. Peter’s hotel room, that he shared with Ned, was the next room down, so you didn’t have to walk far before you found yourself stood in front of his door, lightly knocking.

Luckily, it was Peter who answered the door. And by the look on his face, it seemed he hadn’t been able to get to sleep either.

Clutching your pillow to your chest, you pouted up at Peter like a child; “I can’t sleep.”

The first thought that had crossed Peter’s mind was that you looked adorable. You were in nothing but one of his old shirts and some shorts, with your pillow tucked protectively against your chest, with a small little pout on your lips. Peter found himself falling further in love with you just at the prospect of you being unable to sleep without him, something he could easily relate to.

With soft, tired chuckle, Peter stepped back; “come on.”

You followed with ease, slipping your sandals off as Peter shut the door behind him. As he lead you over to his bed, you couldn’t help but grin to yourself as Ned peacefully slept in the bed adjacent to you, snoring softly, without a care in the world.

You set your hotel card key on the nightstand next to you, pulling back the sheets before crawling into the bed next to Peter. With almost practiced ease, he slipped his arm over your waist, pulling you against his chest as you let your head fall into the crook of his neck. Instantly, you felt your body relax and your eyes suddenly grow heavy as your body sunk into the soft mattress.

“It felt weird not being in your arms,” you mumbled after a moment of silence, leaning back to meet Peter’s eyes. He returned your gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips as his hand moved to brush back strands of hair that had fallen into your eyes.

“It felt weird not having you in my arms,” Peter responds, “it’s like you read my mind. I wished for you to be here, and you came knocking at my door.”

“I love MJ but we should’ve just booked a room together,” you laugh slightly, biting your lip in thought.

Peter nods. “In hindsight, it would’ve been the better option.”

Licking your lips, you let your head fall back against Peter’s shoulder, sighing wistfully. “I’m tired,” you mumble a moment later, your voice muffled by your sleepiness.

“Go to sleep.” Peter assures, his thumb still stroking your cheek. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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