#peter parker ice hockey

[merrellholland]

Not So Bad After All → P.Parker AU

HEYYYY YALL; its been a minute and I am sooooo sorry LMAO. I promise to get back into my writing era <3

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Person: Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

AU: college hockey player, frat boy, still spider-man in secret

Words: 2.4k

Warning: swearing, slight bullying (but nothing too deep)

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Never in my life would I expect to have been dressed up in the most stinky and bulky fury suit… yet, here I am dressed as Sparky the Eagle. I was currently a junior at Empire State University located in beautiful New York, and throughout the years I may have found myself in a bit of a dilemma. 

Money was never an easy task for my family and I, in fact I got into this school with a huge scholarship to help support my financial needs. Despite that, I still needed to pay some tuition fees and that meant that I needed a job. This isn’t my first rodeo though, back home I had many jobs all at the same time during high school in order to help my mom with paying bills. The only hard part was trying to find a job in New York, a place that I’ve never been to until I started my first semester at Empire State. 

As I’ve completed the first two years and am now currently in my third, I’ve noticed the major stereotypical things for a college on T.V were coming to real life. The sorority girls were straight-up obnoxious and cruel to other girls who weren’t part of their sorority house, the frat boys were shirtless 24/7 while playing beer pong and having girls in bikinis all over their front yards of their gigantic frat house every Friday, and lastly the sport-frat boys. These guys were a whole different level of frat boys, and I’ve learned that very early on. These guys? Not only were they known for their handsome looks but most of these guys were going to real professional sports leagues after college, and we all know how that goes for them… in terms of love life. 

All the girls (and some guys) would be over, flirting constantly with them and not really taking interest in their sport but rather their six-pack abs and looks.  

As much as it pains me to say the cliche phrase “not like other girls” it's true. I really wasn't like the other girls swooning over these guys 24/7 and attending their friday night parties after classes were done. I was more the type of person who would prefer to finish homework and then cozy up with some blankets and a classic 2010’s rom-com. 

But now I can’t even do that since my new job requires me to be at the ice rink every week on Fridays from 6-9pm. Six to nine! That’s three hours of prime time that I could be doing homework! And that’s not even the worst part,my job was that I had to be the mascot for the ice-hockey team during their games and interacting with the fans. The Empire State hockey team was one of the best in the college leagues throughout the nation and most players got into the NHL as soon as they graduated. 

And now I’m their mascot, well I dress up as their mascot and that means getting a big sweaty and gross costume every Friday for 3-4 hours… great. Not that I could complain though, since surprisingly the pay wasn’t that bad due to the fact that you’re a student. Today was my first day on the job. The Empire Eagles were playing against the Cornell Big Red’s today and it was a home game so many students were going to attend. 

After I arrived at the rink, the manager handed me the keys to the supply storage room to change into the eagle costume. Getting into that costume was a full ass workout, the smell is something I’ve never smelt before and the amount I was sweating was unbearable. Nevertheless, I got into that God awful attire and headed outside to the ice-rink. The coolness of the air inside did help a little, but I could still feel the beads of sweat trickling down my face. 

My manager told me to practice walking on the ice with the costume since during the halftime break you had to collect all the tokens of appreciation from the fans as they threw it onto the rink from their seats. I slowly walked onto the ice with my giant eagle feet and waddled back and forth to try to get used to it before the game started, I practiced bending down to pick up the gifts  in character and tried to come up with some signature eagle moves… might as well have some fun with it righ–

“Yo excuse me but the rink is for the players to practice right now.” 

I quickly snapped my head to look behind me and– 

Great. A sport-frat boy. 

Peter Parker was someone that was greatly known throughout the university, top GPA, great looks, apparently great in the bedroom (so I’ve heard), and was the centerman for the Empire Eagles hockey team. Though I’ve never really paid attention to him. And as much as I wanted to dislike him, I’ve never personally met him before or even talked to him… so who am I to judge? 

After all, he did ask somewhat politely and– why the heck am I overthinking this? Just apologize and move on Y/N!

I cleared my throat and attempted to have a deeper voice, “Sorry dude I wasn’t aware, I’ll be on my way now” I said… and cringed internally after saying that. 

Peter nodded his head and smiled, “No worries, just a little jittery for the game so I wanted some extra practice” He replied. 

I nodded my head and then exited the rink, going back to the storage room so nobody would see me yet. 

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The game started and was currently ending the second quarter with the score being 2-1, the Empire Eagles winning and the Cornell Big Red’s tailing behind. I could tell that all of the players from Empire State were filled with happiness… and might I add overconfident and cocky. But that was something that I couldn’t pay attention to since I had to focus on giving it my all while I walked towards the ice rink at halftime and collected all the gifts that were thrown onto the ice from the fans in the stadium. 

I walked in character as the fun spunky eagle while walking on the ice and picking up the teddy bears with a girl's number in sharpie written on it and a bunch of red roses. As I picked them up and headed back, I took a quick glance and the audience. There were some students who seemed genuinely happy to be there and there were those… What do people call them? Oh yeah puck bunnies? Yeah there were a whole lot of girls wearing those boob jackets from lululemon and attempting to look cold but also cute and petite. I mean again, I’m not one to judge so you do you I guess. 

After I collected all of the gifts from the fans, I took some pictures with a couple of kids and I enjoyed that part. I liked seeing the smiles on their faces as they stood proud with me as their parents took photos. It definitely seemed like a core memory for them and I’m glad that I somewhat got to be a part of that. 

As the third and fourth quarter went on, it was brutal for us. Cornell absolutely demolished Empire State and beat us 4-2. I guess that’s what our players get for being cocky and overconfident throughout the whole game, thinking that they’ve got this. 

After the game ended and the fans left the stadium, my manager said to stay behind and clean the place up and pick up any extra gifts that were left. As I bent down (still in my eagle costume) to pick up some flowers that were left on the ice, something extremely heavy bumped into me from behind causing me to fling forward and make an umph sound. 

“What the fuck?” I cursed in a whisper. 

“DUDE what the fuck are you still doing here?! You need to get out, it's closed practice now looser” the voice said. 

I turned around and looked at the man who was clearly a player on the Empire State Eagles, he had blonde hair and green eyes and was definitely 6’1”. Shit, what was I supposed to do? My manager literally told me to clean the place up and then help security to lock up the stadium! 

“Bro be nice, you don’t gotta be mean” Another boy said. 

As I looked up, I saw that that other boy was no other than Peter Parker. But before I could register that, he offered me a hand and I immediately accepted it. 

I attempted to not sound like a scared wimp so I deepened my voice a little, “Uh thanks dude, I wasn’t aware that it was a closed practice… I’ll uh keep that in mind next time” I said to him. 

He smiled, “Don’t worry, Charlie’s just a snob” He replied. 

“Yeah I can tell” I responded while walking out of the rink. 

He laughed again while combing through his sweaty brown curls, giving me butterflies–

Wait what. 

Nope. Nope. Never. Never in a million years. I refuse. 

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The next couple of weeks went by normally, except I’ve started to notice Peter Parker more often. I never realized he was in three of my classes. In my morning class he would wear his hockey sweatshirt with gray sweatpants and in the afternoon he would take off his sweatshirt, revealing a tight-fitted white shirt that showed off his biceps. 

Damn, now I understand why girls swoon over guys like him… bro’s majestic. 

But my mama always told me to focus on my studies, boys come after. And that's what I planned to do, stay focused. He probably doesn’t even know me since at school I’m practically a nobody. I mean I join clubs, I’m in choir, and I’m part of many study groups so most people would know who I am but they probably have other friends to talk to besides me. The same goes for my roommates, they know me but they have other friend groups. 

Once again, it was Friday and that meant that we had another home game. The Eagles were playing against the NYU Bobcats. I went into the stadium and got into my disgusting and sweaty eagle costume. Throughout the weeks, I think I slowly got into character and found new dances to help entertain the little kids during timeouts and in between quarters. 

As the game started, I did my little dances whenever I could and the score at the end of the second quarter was 1-1. The stakes were going to be high but I have a feeling that we were gonna win this one. 

During the third quarter, I sat on the bench that was reserved for me and watched Peter, jersey number 4, skate all over the ice with his hockey stick. He had the puck, all of his attention was on it. The whole audience had a feeling that he was gonna score a goal but then all of a sudden one of the NYU players stole the puck from him and skated furiously across the other side of the rink. 

You could see Peter cursing and quickly going to the other side along with his other teammates. Ever since that moment, it seemed that something triggered Peter… he was starting to get more aggressive and ruthless. It made me anxious to see his behavior on the ice, but nevertheless I kept watching. 

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Despite the tight game, the Eagles won 3-2 and the whole crowd celebrated which meant that many gifts were thrown down onto the rink. Teddy bears and roses were everywhere and it was all me that had to clean it up. I walked on the ice with my feet stuck in the puffy eagle claws of my costume, gathered all of the gifts, and put them in a big container that I dragged with me across the ice. After I got all the stuffed animals and flowers in the container I headed towards my manager to give it to. As I handed it to him, he thanked me and said I was free as soon as I checked the whole stadium again to see if there was anyone else. I nodded and went back to the arena. 

I checked to see if there were any other fans that were trying to stay behind, but didn’t find any… but gosh my feet hurt so much and I just need a little break before heading back to my dorm. 

I took out the headpiece of the eagle costume and sighed as the cool breeze from the arena chilled my flushed cheeks. I then took out the rest of my costume which left me with my sweaty ponytail and loose hair strands framing my face along with my black leggings and shirt. Though I didn’t take it into consideration that there would be anyone else entering the stadium again after the game was over. But I guess I was wrong, because all of a sudden I heard a voice from behind me: 

“I didn’t realize you were a girl,” I turned my head around to see who it was. 

Peter Parker? I thought in my head. 

“Or pretty.” he finished his statement with his mouth parting slightly. 

I could feel my cheeks warm up despite the cool air as I laughed awkwardly, “W-What? Oh t-thanks… you look pretty too” I replied, not thinking about what I just said. 

Peter just nodded and he looked like he was seconds away from drooling as he continued to stare at me… he really does make a girl feel special. 

“Uhm, are you doing some extra practice? Or–” I say trying to break the silence. 

Peter slightly shook his head and cleared his throat, “Uh yeah, it’s just I don’t feel like I gave it my all today even though we won so I wanted to get some practice in… if that’s okay?” he says. 

I smiled and nodded my head, “Yeah sure, I’ll just go tell my manager and put this costume away.” I told him as I stood up.

He smiled back at me with his teeth as I walked towards the manager’s office, feeling intense butterflies cause Peter fucking Parker just called me pretty… WHAT IS MY LIFE?!

You know, I said in the beginning that I wasn’t like other girls but now I definitely think I am (well at least internally). 

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AN: PART TWO?? 😏

[thursdaygxrls]

thin ice/ hockey!peter nation fight back?????? 😭

U GUYS ARE KILLING ME 😭😭

i’ll make a deal: i’ll do thin ice part 4 after the winner of the poll. i might add in a part 2 of infrunami before part 4 tho, bc infrunami fans have been left starving since july.

thank you guys for all the love 🫶

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

Masterlist

♡-smut minors do not interact.

Under construction!

Spiderverse

One shots, two shots and dribbles

✭ Put it on (Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader) one shot

✭ Go-go dancer (Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader) one shot

✭ Hellfire (Priest! Miguel O’Hara x Demon! Fem! Reader) one shot

✭ You look lonely… (Miguel O’Hara x spider! Fem! Reader) Drabble

✭ Oh, you wanna play psycho killer? (Ghostface! Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader x Ghostface! Peter B Parker) (1/2)

★ Can I be the helpless victim?♡(2/2)

✭ Within cells, interlinked (Miguel O’Hara x Ai/Hologram! Fem! reader) (1/2)

★ Do you long for having your heart interlinked? (2/2)

✭John Wayne (Bandit cowboy! Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader) (1/2)

★ It wasn’t over, it still isn’t over. (2/2)

✭ Childs play (Miguel O’Hara x fem! Reader [ex-Childhood best friend turned Fwb AU]) ♡ (1/3)

★Taking what’s not yours (2/3)

✭ Tell me how you hate me now (Miguel O’Hara x fem! Scientist! Reader) Drabble

✭ Theme park headcannons with Miguel

✭ Brat tamer Mafia Miguel ♡ Drabble

✭ Teachers in love (Husband! Teacher!Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Teacher!Reader) Drabble

blurbs

✭Baby daddy!Miguel O’Hara

★ Masterlist here

✭Bodyguard!Miguel O’Hara

★1 2 3 4 5

Series

✭ On thin ice (Hockey player! Miguel O’Hara x Figure skater! Fem! Reader[college AU]) series masterlist

★ extra dribble (it won’t let me add it to the series list for some reason)

✭ Love me or Hate me, both are in my favor (Miguel O’Hara x reader [HS Academic Rival AU]) series masterlist

[tarzinnia]

Today's Fic Rec comes from talented writer, @thursdaygxrls who has crafted a Peter Parker story, Thin Ice, that's a winner in more ways than one.

Original Character/Reader (can likely work either way) works for the campus newspaper and is asked to fill in for the regular sports reporter. Not an assignment she wants, especially when she is required to interview members of the winning ice hockey team, who've secured a spot in the championship tournament. The interview goes well despite the team captain, Peter Parker, and his gift for simultaneously annoying and beguiling her.

This ongoing series currently consists of three chapters with a fourth on the way, and just as the hockey team keeps winning, Peter keeps up his efforts to win over the Lead as she discovers that the game(s) he plays are exciting in more ways than one. She feels to let go of one's heart is as dangerous as treading on thin ice. Will she take the chance?

Read the story!

Thin Ice (Part One) More parts included on the writer's Masterlist

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[rancidpancakebatter]

Grip Tape-Chapter 2 [P.P.]

Pairings: Peter Parker x AFAB Reader

Summary: Peter offers to teach you how to skateboard and who are you to say no? This is a pre-bite fic so we get to enjoy Peter Parker in his full Dorky Display.

Word Count: 2.3k words

Content: MINORS DNI: 18+ Swearing, Marijana Use, Underage Drinking, Bullying

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Chapter Summary: You have lunch with Peter and you set up a time for your first lesson.

A/N: I forgot to mention this before but this is my first fic ever. It means a lot to me that after a few hours I had over 20 notes. I know some people may not think that's a lot but that's a HUGE deal to me. Thank you all. If you would like to be tagged in future chapters let me know!

You walked to your locker in the opposite direction, hyper-aware of your pace. You were almost running and only slowed down after getting a warning glance from a social studies teacher you hadn’t yet had the pleasure of learning from. You reached your locker and pulled out your new board and a grocery bag with leftover Chinese from last night. Your dad always ordered a la carte so you had a big thing of fried rice, orange chicken, and dumplings. You realized that you would have to heat them up before you met peter. 

You rushed to your favourite teacher’s room, they always let you use their microwave. You tore the metal handle off and popped those suckers in one at a time. Miss Ritter seemed to notice your bouncing leg and new toy. 

You were staring at that spinning white box, willing it to heat up faster. 

“(Y/n),” You stopped, turning your head to the sound of your name. Ms Ritter was looking at you with an amused smile, “you’re bouncing, hon.” 

You brought your gaze down to see that your leg was indeed bouncing, shaking the desk you were sitting in while you waited. 

You chuckled weakly, it was more air than joy. “Sorry, ma’am.” 

You stilled your leg and saw that nearly seven minutes had passed. You didn’t want Peter to think you were standing him up. Can you use “standing up” in this context? It wasn’t a date, you guys were eating lunch together, at school. The beep of the microwave jumped you from your thoughts and you rose to retrieve the last to-go container. 

Ms Ritter chuckled again, “Who is it?” 

You looked at her perplexed, “Who is what? In the microwave?”

This received a full-on laugh as you continued to grow more and more confused. You moved to pack up the boxes in the bag before going back to the cart that the microwave rested on. Below the humming box of radiation was a little cubby with plastic silverware. 

“Who is it that has you all worked up, dear? It must be someone important for you to be this frantic.” 

You scoffed at her accusation, “I am not ‘frantic’” you brought your hands up to emphasise the air quotes, “and there isn’t anyone.” 

Ms Ritter only raised her eyebrow. As a high school teacher, she hears bullshit on a daily basis and can call it faster than a seasoned referee calling a penalty in a hockey game. 

“Oh yeah?” She quipped, “How many forks are in your hand right now?”

You stopped as you realized you had grabbed two, you continued to place them in the bag and loosely knotted the top. “Is it a crime to grab an extra?” 

Ms Ritter rolled her eyes before waving her hand to the skateboard resting against the desk. “And this new hobby is completely your own and not influenced by anyone at all, huh?” 

You huffed again, “Is it so wrong to try new things in high school? What’s wrong with skateboarding? It’s good exercise and it's better for the planet!” 

You were quite exasperated, throwing your arms up at the end. Ms Ritter threw hers up in an act of surrender and turned her chair away. You took the opportunity to race out of the room. 

You opened the doors and were hit in the face with a very cold wind. There wasn’t any snow or ice yet but the leaves provided a similar slippery blanket. You pushed forward and as you turned the corner you began to hear the familiar sound of plastic slowly being worn by the pavement. There were gaps of silence followed by a harsh smack and more grinding. You watched quietly as he did tricks that you recognized but couldn’t name. 

You spotted a bench behind him and decided to skate by him rather than walk, just in case he hadn’t seen your skill that morning. When you moved past him he stopped and you waved, smiling at him as you approached the bench. As you sat down Peter hopped off his board and made his way to you, jogging. 

“Hey, glad you could make it!” You chuckled, still unable to meet his gaze, instead, choosing to busy yourself with the bag that read 'thank you' down the sides. Peter sat down and rested his board along the side of the bench, just as you had.

“Did you already eat?” you asked him, ready to invite him to eat your lunch.

When you looked up at him you wished you hadn’t. It was cold outside so his face was a little red and he was breathing hard from all the energy he was exerting before. It was a look you didn’t mind on him and you were pushing back thoughts of other scenarios that would leave him with the same countenance. You cleared your throat as your eyes darted back down to pull out the boxes, feeling your face warm. 

Peter rummaged through his backpack before responding, “No, I was waiting for you.”

Your heart stopped. He seemed unsure that you would show up in the first place but continued to wait for you just in case. 

He pulled out a brown paper bag with grease stains on the bottom and you bit back a laugh at how stereotypical it appeared.

“What have you got there?” You asked, eyebrows raised. 

Peter chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck as he opened the bag.

“My Aunt May is trying to clear out the fridge so it’s a bunch of leftovers: meatloaf, mac and cheese, and under-seasoned vegetables.” You chuckled at his lack of enthusiasm towards his lunch and he laughed as well. 

“Well if you want,” you began, drawing his attention from his sad sack, “You can split my lunch with me. It’s also leftovers but it’s Chinese take out and it’s warm.” You dangled the extra fork in front of him, taunting. 

Peter put his hands up in the same way Ms Ritter had and leaned away, “No, I couldn’t possibly. That’s your lunch, I shouldn’t-''

You cut him off by grabbing his wrist, turning it so his palm was face up. You placed the fork in his open hand and curled his fingers around it awkwardly. He couldn’t take his eyes off of where your hands were touching his. He felt his face warm and prayed you wouldn’t notice. 

“Please Peter,” you pulled your face into the best pout you could manage, “There’s no way I can finish this all on my own, plus I brought an extra fork.”

Peter’s face was deepening in its crimson shade and his heart was pounding. You were looking at him in a way that his body couldn’t help but respond to. Your big doe eyes boring into his, you were still holding his curled hand with both of yours and he loved the feeling of it. He closed his eyes tight trying to force perverted thoughts out of his head. He took a deep breath and composed himself. Being a teenage boy was very hard. 

“Fine, fine, but only because you literally twisted my arm.” You smiled brightly as you began to open up the various containers. You tried to eat slowly letting Peter get as much as he wanted, he was very hesitant to 'take your food' no matter how much you insisted you were fine. You ate mostly in silence with small bouts of small talk: What did your schedule look like? Do you like your classes? Etc. After 10 minutes you announced that you were done and went to throw your fork away in a nearby trash can. When you turned back you saw Peter was examining your board in his lap. 

You sat back down, suddenly feeling very shy. You hoped it was a good one but you didn’t even know what that meant. There were so many brands, colours, and shapes.

“I like your deck, it’s pretty cool.” The deck you picked was simple. It was pink and it had the women’s restroom logo on it. 

You informed him that it was a Girl Board, “It was either that, hentai, or weed.” 

At that, Peter laughed, “Yeah that seems about right. Are you not a huge fan of Hentai and weed?” 

He looked at you from the side, still facing your deck. You blushed a little, I mean technically Peter had just asked if you watched porn.

“I’m not really into hentai no and I didn’t feel like getting suspended for having drugs or anime titties at school.” 

Peter seemed to nod his head considering what you had said. “How long have you had it?” 

You scratched the back of your neck, you had to be very careful with what you said next. You couldn’t lie and say you had had it long because it was obviously new, but you didn’t want him to think it had anything to do with him.

“Uh, I got it a few months ago, a birthday present from my uncle. He took me to Vans and let me pick out what I wanted. I only started riding it last week though.” 

You hoped it was a believable lie and Peter seemed to buy it. “What took you so long to get on the saddle?” 

He shook your board for emphasis and you giggled. “Well I was scared, I’m not exactly the most graceful, and I didn’t have anyone to teach me.”

Peter could not have been more delighted at your words. He could teach you. He had been riding for years. If he offered and you said yes then he could spend more time with you. Now he just had to offer, that’s easy, just ask. 

“So how have you been learning so far?” He smiled as you told him youtube and your driveway was the best you had at the moment.

“Show me what you got.” 

At his words, you froze. You could go forwards and stop, that’s it. Also, you didn’t bring your protective gear and you didn’t want to hurt yourself in front of him and embarrass yourself. You turned your head to tell him you couldn’t but he was giving you that reassuring smile you had seen so many times before. His nose was scrunched in such an adorable way. You want to smooth out the wrinkles but you also want them to stay forever. His eyes are what sealed your fate, once again Deimos’ and Phobos’ gravity pulled on your heart and you couldn't say no. 

You stood up and he walked with you, “I don’t know any tricks, I can just go forwards, that’s it.”

Peter smiled and told you it didn’t matter. You placed the board down on the ground, too afraid to do the drop-in thing you usually do, and pushed off. You went forward before stopping at the end of the courtyard pavement. You then stepped off and turned around now sailing to Peter. He watched with his index finger and thumb cradling his chin as you went, pretending to study you very carefully. You stopped again in front of him before stepping on the end of the deck to bring the front into your hands. 

You manoeuvred it until you were holding it by the middle before throwing your arms up into a wide shrug, “I know, I know, not all that impressive.”

Peter hummed as if in deep thought before speaking in a silly British accent. “I don’t know, considering it’s only been a week you seem to show great potential. You have outstanding balance and that, as you probably already know, is of key importance. It’s very hard to teach.” 

You giggled at his antics and he began to cut up too. He dropped his hands to the side and looked down. “No really though,” he brought his head back up to meet your gaze, “You are pretty good. If you want, though, I could teach you some tricks and stuff.” 

He gestured around with his right hand, his left placed in his pocket. He did this a lot and you always loved it. He was very animated and you found it endearing. 

You were so lost in everything that is Peter Parker you almost didn’t process his offer. “Uh, yeah, no, that would be great, yeah.” 

He smiled and pumped his fist. You couldn’t help but giggle. What a beautiful noise that was. Peter was conflicted, split between not wanting to make anymore a fool of himself and wanting to do anything to hear that again. He settled himself, clearing his throat as he returned his hands to his pockets. “So, uh do wanna...after uh…but only if you want to...but if you want I could…uhhh…” You giggled once again. 

There was something that was just so effortlessly calming about this boy. Everything he did made you feel warm. You’re pretty sure that he could tell you he was an active criminal and you would forgive him on account of his warm brown eyes and fluffy hair. “I work until seven on weeknights but I’m off Friday and the weekend.” 

Peter rubbed the back of his neck and cleared his throat again as if that could clear out such a poor excuse of a sentence. He gave you a tight-lipped smile as he nodded his head. You took that as a yes to an unasked question and began to gather your things, “Great, you can take me home Friday”. 

He looked up with a shocked expression that melted into a soft smile. He watched you walk back into the school as the lunch bell began to ring. 

The rest of the day you couldn’t stop smiling. Peter was going to teach you how to ride a skateboard. You sailed through the rest of your day just thinking of that sweet, tall, boy and excited for all the time you would get to spend with him. 

[noxdemonart]

My spidersona! Peter Parker was an unpopular nerdy student that was part of the school's low achieving short-track ice skating team where ice hockey star Flash Thompson made sure to make their lives miserable. That is until Peter got bit by a radioactive spider, giving him superpowers. Not only did he get super good at short-track, he also used his ice skating skills combined with his new superpowers to fight crime!

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[asafeplaceforus112]

I'm watching New spider movie as treat for finishing example

I don't know how I feel about the Gwen stuff being minimised and stuff

Poor Gwen

I love how Gwen swings differently

I like how the old vulture is animated

I like how the subtitles for him were paper

Spider man with a cape xD

I like how all spider people are quippy

I like Lyla

I saw the sunglasses so much I saw and went "yes"

THE QUEEN IS HERE

"will you adopt me"

SAME

IS HE A VAMPIRE?!?!

Holy shit that was do cool

Gwen is so cool

"yeah I think it's Banksy" love the reference I swear if her dad used this as an opportunity

ACAB ACAB ACAB

OH MY GOD SHE SHOWED HER DAD

"how long have you been lying to me"

Oh fuck me fuck off

ACAB FUCK OFF

Honestly so fair of her

I am but the long lanky dude trying to rob things

"aunt may moved to Florida" on no aunt may not

The kid disowning him

I love that he'd got a friend now

Miles having a BLM

I love how they're upset that it's Spanish that he didn't end up as good at

I like how he and miles are similar

NO FUCKING WAY THAT SPOTS IS BAGEL GUY

HOnestly he's fair to be upset but also man you're a mess you can't ask that

I like how he's dadding his son anyway

ME TOO MILES me too therapising my dad

Holy shit it's gorgeous

WHY YOUR HEAD

Legos!

VENOM UNIVERSE!!!!

The enjoyment I feel in Lego Spiderman being "one if the best"

Girl does not know what to do with that and that's so fun for her

I love that there's a mural for aaron

Also fuck off that's so sad that he can't find miles

"I'm not proud" cake

Stop it makes me so sad

"whatever" oh he's dead

He's so lanky

Gwen in a cardigan is so cute

They're sooooo in love

Gwen with a pony tail is so cute

I like how her baby hair works

The way they recognise it going bad airg Gwen

They hate how she used first name

"dont steal him from me" ewwww

The way that because it's her family, she's now obligated to do anything they say even if it's against her morales

As the protector that worries about people not looking after us as much as I'll love everyone in the system yeah I fucking cries fuck y'all I'll cry. Fuck y'all I love my system and none of the world treats us right

I'm not sure if the zip joke was needed but yeah

"shoot" is so fun

I'm soooo in love with lyla

How can Gwen not know he's there if there's spidie powers??

Boy don't do it

Like I knew he'd do it but also I just knew that it would fuck it up even more for her

A. The him falling him was sooooo fun

B.the way I happy squirmed happy when I saw Pav

Fuck off with the incel mother fucker

PAVS GIRLFRIEND IS SO HOT

I love how they keep punching the wall as I'd that'll fix it

THE WAY I SCREAMED when I saw SPIDER PUNK

Noooo spider punk is a fuck wit ))))):

"I don't believe in comedy"

Goddamn he really went for incel huh

I really like how they've animated the incel dude

It would mean to me if spider punk was gay and not interested in Gwen

The way I would do anything for Pav

FUCK OFF NOT THE GIRLFRIEND PLEASE NO

Oh no don't tell me that it's predetermined for shit like that to happen so they just let it happen

Oh no

"canon moment disrupted" oh no

They're so in love

DID HE JUST SAY CAPITALISM

THERES A SPIDER CAR

Pider horse my beloved

Lyla my beloved

Margo spider man brings joy

So Miguel lots his daughter and now thinks everyone has to lose that little girl in their dimensions? Sad

Spider punk really reminds us of a friend we have

PETER B parker!!!

SPIDER BABY

"kids an anarchist" fuck off

Awwwwwweeee he loves his daughter

"taking a crap on the establishment I salute you" oh fuck off

I love Lyla so much

Ice hockey spider man just sitting in the backgroudn

OH MY GOD MECHA PENNY

Spider punk telling him how to do it is iconic.

Okay I like spider punk, I wish there was more wod hik

That spider fem was so hot

Oh my god spider DINOSAUR.

That chase scene was fucking amazing

Peter B parker is a dumb ass, too much daddying has turned him into a himbo

it's a train THAT HAS A HIGHWAY IN IT

Snitches get stiches

Miguel is a piece of shit

I feel miles. People I trusted fucking with me because it's better for them. Yeah I feel that that

The like horror of this! Of Mike's trying to go home and the horror they all feel trying to stop him

Margo is a real one fr fr

Jess fucking sucks

PETER B WHAT THE FUCK

If you have to reassure yourself that you're the good guys you're not a good guy

Okay Miles it's time to tell your dad your Spiderman and that he shouldn't be captain coz it will lead to your death, let someone else be a captain

I love the MJ she's so nice

THE STIM JUMPSCARED mE

"Been out murdering all my friends"

Fuck off he loves his daughter

Spider punk is such a cool friend I love him lots

And now his mum finds out

Damn impressive

"of course I'm right I'm always right"

Girl she can see your suit symbol

The way she goes "whose that again" awwwweee nooo

This isn't the right Spiderman world is it

I fucking knew it I fucking knew it as soon as I saw her eyes

Her eyes weren't right I knew it

OHMY GOD that's why he brought up his hair

Oh my god uncle Aaron

That's why she doesn't know who Spiderman is because Spiderman doesn't exist there

A world where his dad died instead

Awwweee he's listening to spiderman

What the fuck aaron

Putting music on is terrifying

The way this is how he was scared that Aaron would acting

The way they did it makes it look like he smashed his brain out and I love that

Oh my god this miles turned into a baby prowler

"why would I do that" idky why the fuck wouldn't you????

God the spot was so Derpy and he still kinda is dery shape but he's so cool

"how I'm trying to be" - misingno in reference to shapeless body from the spot

I knew it was giving the ending vives but fuck man no way

WHAT THE FUCK

THEY JUST EJD IT LIKE FHATT???

[cinematicsoph]

✧ masterlist ✧

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musicians:

✧ one direction ✧

Niall Horan

↳ still (blurb)

in which you’re done with him…but he’s still in love with you

✧ 5sos ✧

Calum Hood

↳ a visceral feeling (blurb)

in which you can’t ignore your feelings for calum anymore

↳ valntyne (blurb)

in which it’s your first valentine’s day as a couple

Ashton Irwin

↳ you don’t go to parties (masterlist) (fic)

in which ashton's party buddy suddenly stops coming to his parties

↳ dress (a swiftsos special) (blurb)

in which you're in love with your best friend

Luke Hemmings

↳ cold as ice (masterlist) (hockey au fic)

in which she hate the most popular boy on the hockey team...or does she?

Michael Clifford

✧ Stray Kids ✧

Han Jisung

↳ case 143 (masterlist) (social media au fic)

in which the boys are determined to get their best friends together

Yang Jeongin

↳ my pace (masterlist) (racer au fic)

in which she breaks the one rule she shouldn't have

✧ Enhypen ✧

All

↳ you ask for another members pc (imagine) (texts)

↳ they accidentally confess (imagine) (texts)

Lee Heeseung

↳ finding out his english name (imagine) (texts)

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marvel:

Peter Parker

↳ it should’ve been me (blurb)

in which Tony was the one who dusted and Peter was stuck in space with Nebula

[ao3feed-sambucky]

Drop The Gloves

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/41766621

by allcolorsoftherainbow

Ice Hockey. Both dividing and uniting. Can two players unite after a betrayal neither one of them caused? Can they learn to work together despite their differences? Can they win, both at Ice Hockey and at life?

or

Bucky joins a new ice hockey team and can't stand the captain.

Disclaimer: Sam Wilson is totally Captain America in this fic. Deal with it or leave Disclaimer n.2: I am not an ice hockey player myself, just an enthusiast, so please take everything with a pinch of salt. I did my research though so some of it should be valid

Words: 1830, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Joaquín Torres, Nick Fury, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Peter Quill, Thor (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Peter Parker, Mjolnir (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Stephen Strange, Maria Hill, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Clint Barton, Gamora (Marvel), Mantis (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Okoye (Marvel), Ayo (Marvel), Scott Lang

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hockey, Athletes, ice hockey, everyone is an ice hockey player here, professional sports, Team Dynamics, an inclusive ice hockey team let's go, Bucky Barnes Has Issues, Gay Bucky Barnes, Outing, Captain America Sam Wilson, Joaquín Torres as the Falcon, Hockey, Hockey Injuries, Hockey Fights, Hockey Gods, Will add more tags as we go, it's not all about ice hockey i promise, but there will be a lot of it, Self-Worth Issues, Fights, Swearing, i swear it won't be all angst, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes-centric, Protective Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers Friendship, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson Friendship, steve rogers is a bit of an ass but, He knows what he's doing, Enemies to Lovers, HOW DID I ONLY JUST TAG THAT THAT'S THE MAIN POINT OF THIS STORY

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/41766621

[laresearchette]

Saturday, December 03, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: A FABLED HOLIDAY (W Network) 8:00pm THE GREAT HOLIDAY BAKE WAR (OWN Canada) 9:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? CHRISTMAS ON CANDY CANE LANE (Premiering on December 16 on CTV Life at 7:00pm) THE HOLIDAY STOCKING (Premiering on December 10 on W Network on 6:00pm) RENO 911!: IT'S A WONDERFUL HEIST (TBD)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

CBC GEM LATECOMERS

CRAVE TV A BIG FAT FAMILY CHRISTMAS

A WALTONS THANKSGIVING (Vision) 12:00am and 4:00pm: As the Walton family prepares for Thanksgiving and the annual Harvest Festival Fair, a young boy arrives to dramatically change their lives in ways they could have never imagined.

FIFA WORLD CUP SOCCER (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 9:45am: Round of 16: Netherlands vs. USA (TSN/TSN4) 1:45pm: Round of 16: Argentina vs. Australia (TSN3/TSN5) 5:30pm: Match of the Day

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 2:00pm: Ducks vs. Wild (SN) 7:00pm: Leafs vs. Lightning (CBC/SN360) 7:00pm: Habs vs. Oilers (City/SN1) 7:00pm: Sharks vs. Sens (CBC/SNWest/SNOntario) 10:00pm: Capitals vs. Flames (SNPacific/SN1) 10:00pm: Coyotes vs. Canucks

NLL LACROSSE (TSN/TSN4) 5:00pm: Warriors vs. Rock

TIME FOR HIM TO COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS (W Network) 6:00pm: Four days before Christmas, Elizabeth Athens receives a voicemail from a number she doesn't recognize. On the message, a man she doesn't know makes one final plea for the love of his life to give him a second chance.

MUCH ADO ABOUT CHRISTMAS (CTV2) 6:00pm:  After Haley Lloyd has been burned by countless suitors, it's refreshing when shy but handsome Claud falls for her, unaware of her true identity: However, when that truth inevitably comes out, it puts their budding Christmas romance at risk.

THE ORIGINAL SANTA CLAUS PARADE (CTV) 7:00pm:  A yuletide celebration with John Legend who performs his song, "You Deserve It All"; joining the lineup are Preston Pablo, Melissa Grelo, Kelsey McEwen and Tyrone Edwards who welcome floats and families while celebrating through the city.

A CHANCE FOR CHRISTMAS (CTV2) 7:00pm:  A social media influencer has a shot landing a sponsorship from her dream brand.

NBA BASKETBALL (TSN/TSN3/TSN4) 8:00pm: Magic vs. Raptors (SN Now) 8:30pm: Rockets vs. Warriors

SANTA BOOTCAMP (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm:  Hired to stage the ultimate holiday gala, an event planner rediscovers the magic of Christmas while searching for the perfect Santa.

THAILAND'S WILD CATS (Nat Geo Wild) 8:00pm: Hidden in the jungles of Thailand lies a last refuge for Thailand's wild cats; apex hunters, nearly invisible, they bide their time as they search for prey, pursue mates and protect their young; within this forest, a world of drama and power awaits.

A ROYAL CHRISTMAS ON ICE (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm:  Looking to escape his royal life, a dashing prince comes to the United States to start a business in a small town in upstate New York and winds up falling for a former Olympic ice skater.

THE WINTER PALACE (CTV) 9:00pm: A novelist with a severe case of writer's block is given the chance to finish her book at an empty winter chateau. AN ICE WINE CHRISTMAS (CTV2) 9:00pm: A top sommelier shares her passion for Christmas after returning home to the magical vineyards of Evergreen, N.Y., for the annual Ice Wine Christmas Festival and harvest.

SPIDER-MAN: HOMECOMING (Crave) 9:00pm:  Under the watchful eye of mentor Tony Stark, high school student Peter Parker starts to embrace his newfound identity as Spider-Man to battle the evil Vulture.

RARE BEASTS (Super Channel Fuse) 9:00pm:  Mandy, a nihilistic young writer and mother who, while navigating her dysfunctional family and misogynistic workplace, falls for Pete, a traditionalist searching for restored male identity.

[thursdaygxrls]

as per poll results, i’m working on a thin ice update. it should be out this weekend—might make major fic updates a weekly thing?? try to make an update schedule??

[nikoruistyping]

could you do one of andrew!peter parker x fem!reader going ice skating as a date and when reader manages to skate alone, Peter just looks at her because of how adorable she is. And you can add the “it's allergy season” like tasm2 when he notices how her nose and cheeks are pink.

IM QPJRLWDJSODJQLEJWOE- not okay😃

Love on Ice || TASM Peter Parker

TASM!Boyfriend!Peter Parker x Fem!reader​

Summary: You and Peter decide to go ice skating at Rockefeller center and even though you are excited about it your also a bit fearful to skate on the ice but once you get the hang of it, things start to look up...

TW: Fluff, Kissing, Mention of Falling (its an ice skating rink so of course people are gonna fall, no serious injuries tho!), Lots of Lovey Dovey Cuteness

Word Count: 1,840

A/N: Was able to write this one out pretty quickly and I had a lot of fun writing it especially since I used to ice skate as a kid with my brother who was good at it since he was a hockey player so I tried to recall some of my childhood memories of ice skating to make this request as real as possible. Hope you enjoy Anon and thank you for the request!

You clutched onto the sleeves of your winter jacket, your legs shivering and rubbing together to create some type of warmth so you wouldn't freeze to death in the New York cold. You turned your head back and forth as you were looking for your boyfriend in the crowd and hoped he wouldn't be late this time for your date. The last time you and Peter tried to organize a date night it was rudely interrupted by the fact that he needed to yet again save the world from imminent danger. You knew that having Spiderman as your boyfriend was a big responsibility and you understood what he did and that saving the world was his sole purpose in life other than being completely and utterly in love with you, but sometimes you wanted to be selfish and keep him all to yourself.

Your fingers were starting to get frozen through your gloves and as more time passed you couldn't spot that big fluff of brown hair along with those big doe eyes of his in the crowd. You turned around looking into the ice rink at Rockefeller Center and you smiled watching all the couples, children, and even some solo skaters while they all glided gracefully across the ice. It was your idea to come skate at the cities busiest ice rink especially around Christmas time. Your head rested in the palm of your hand, leaning against the railing and staring at the sight in front of you, mesmerized at their movements.

Before you could daydream and doze off for too long you felt two sneaky hands snake around to your waist from behind and you smiled knowing who it already was just by the touch of his fingers drumming against your hips. He spun you around quickly, your hands landing on his chest, your face was inches away from Peter.

"Hey, there handsome." A smile on your face while you looked at him up and down seeing how handsome he really looked in his usual get-up of a black wool coat, jeans, and converse sneakers that he never failed to go anywhere without.

"Right back at you beautiful," He leaned down, nuzzling his nose against yours before quickly pecking your lips softly and pulling away, his eyes glancing towards the rink behind you.

"You ready to go skating?" He asked raising an eyebrow at you before pulling away and taking your hand in his immediately intertwining with yours, you followed his lead skipping down the steps.

"Of course! I've been so excited to try it ever since you mentioned it." Your voice going high-pitched and excited since it would be your first time ever ice skating before so the thought was exciting yet a bit scary all at once.

"Well let's just hope you don't end up like that guy over there." He chuckled while pointing at one of the skaters who was on the ice and had fallen to the ground on their butt and rubbing their back in pain.

"See and that's why I'll be clinging onto the wall and shuffling like a penguin the whole time." You giggled at the thought as you imagined it in your head.

"Oh come on, that's no fun now is it?! I'll be right by your side, helping you along the way." He quickly kissed the top of your head while the both of you sat on the benches and grabbed a pair of the rental skates.

"Promise me that you will catch me if I fall?" You turned your head to look at him, his smile flashing right back at you whilst taking off your boots and slipping on the white figure skates, making sure to tie the laces tight.

"Always," He said while standing up and being able to perfectly balance in the ice skates, meanwhile, you were a bit wobbly to stand but his fast spidey reflexes helped by instantly grabbing at your waist and your hand to keep you steady.

"You're going to do great, just follow my lead ok?" He leaned down to whisper into your ear while you slowly and cautiously placed your foot into the rink.

"Ok..." Your voice whispered under your breath, shaky and a bit worried even but you trusted Peter with your life and if anything you could totally conquer a simple ice skating rink, it wasn't some giant unknown monster.

You felt your foot slowly slide forward and your heart was beating like crazy, your hand squeezing Peter's while you slowly placed your other foot on the ice and finally, you were inside the rink. He quickly followed you, staying right by your side while the both of you slowly moved together in unison.

"See? It's not so bad, right?" He questioned looking down to see if you were ok and you just nodded your head, biting your lip, shuffling slowly forward to meet with his steps.

"Peter I feel like I'm gonna fall any minute now-"

Your feet started to glide forward and your body was completely stiff at this point the only way you were actually moving was because Peter had been pulling you along by the hand.

"Don't worry, I got you,"

While still holding your hand he skated a bit ahead and faced you as he somehow was magically able to skate in a backward fashion, his hands never leaving yours.

"You got this Y/N, I believe in you." His words of encouragement making you smile as you looked into his eyes and nodded, trusting his big brown eyes and his charming grin.

"I really hope so..." Your voice trailed off while you looked at some of the other skaters who had been flying past you and you tried to study and observe their movements, seeing how their feet moved, pushing against the ice rather than shuffling.

You looked down for a brief moment, you quickly closed your eyes and tried to take a deep breath, mimicking the motion and pushing to glide rather than taking small baby steps. To your surprise, it worked and you were slowly picking up speed. Your head quickly shot up and you looked at Peter in amazement that you were actually getting the hang of it, you were actually skating!

"I-I think I'm doing it?!" You shouted excitedly as Peter guided you to turn following the curve of the rink.

"You're doing great, just keep on going." He was smiling and looking in awe at how adorable it was that you were actually struggling with something. You never backed down from a challenge and you were stubborn as hell when it came to pretty much anything, you thought you could master whatever came across your path but something as simple as ice skating was getting you all rattled up.

You nodded your head at him, the gusts of cold air that blew through the rink were making your nose sniffle uncontrollably and it felt as if the wind was flushing the skin on your cheeks completely reddish-pink. You kept on pushing, gliding, pushing, and gliding until before you knew it slowly you were starting to skate gracefully on the ice. You were so excited and in shock that you were finally skating at a normal speed that you barely even noticed Peter had let go of your hands and you were doing it all by yourself now. It felt exactly like the moment when you were riding your bicycle as a kid and your dad had just let go of the seat while you kept on pedaling, you didn't need the training wheels anymore.

Peter couldn't wipe the biggest grin on his face as he laughed at how beautiful you looked, the expression on your face that you had accomplished and conquered yet another thing in your life was such a heartwarming feeling. He loved seeing you break out of your element and trying new things, making wonderful memories with him was all he could ever ask for. After letting go of your hands and moving out of your way he started to skate beside you again and thankfully enough with his strength and reflexes skating seemed to come pretty naturally to him, it was like skateboarding almost except on ice that is.

"I knew you could do it, look at you go!" He exclaimed while the both of you skated around the rink making a full lap around.

"I actually can't believe it, I'm really doing it. I'm finally ice skating!" You said with a small sniffle escaping your nostrils and you quickly used your glove to rub and scratch the tip. You looked to your side as Peter just laughed at you.

"I'm proud of you love but you do know Y/N you're doing it again, that cute little nose rub." His hand reached for your free one to hold, while his other hand had snaked around to your waist, pulling you both to skate off to the sidelines of the rink.

"Oh, but it's allergy season." You looked into his eyes, batting your eyelashes knowing that it was his weakness because he in fact really adored how cute your nose rubs were.

"You're killing me here with all this cuteness." He motioned with his hand to your face, you leaned in closer to him while you held onto his coat for balance.

"I guess you could say I know what Spiderman's one weakness is, nose rubs." You giggled as your hands gripped onto his coat a bit harder while you leaned in just enough for your nose to touch his.

"Actually according to the guy I fought last week I would say small knives are more my weakness." He chuckled remembering the silly encounter he had and you playfully slapped his bicep.

"You're such a smartass Peter Parker but I love you anyway." You whispered into the small space between the both of you before softly kissing his lips, his hands gripping tighter at your waist making sure to keep you close, the both of you having glided slowly into the rink wall and bumping into it. As your teeth had clashed into his from the impact you both pulled away laughing and looking into each other's eyes.

"I love you too Y/N." He smiled before placing another kiss onto your lips, the touch of your lips against his creating just enough warmth to make it feel like it was less cold outside.

As you both pulled away from each other you smiled happily while for the rest of that evening you were able to join the other skaters in skating around the rink by yourself without any help. You had even become ambitious enough to challenge Peter to race around the rink to see who would win and of course, he didn't want to admit it but he let you win, he always let you win no matter what it may have been. The evening was filled with smiles, laughs and small kisses here and there as you both tried to pull off some couples stunts in the rink, and thankfully like Peter had promised he was there to catch you when you almost fell and by the end of the night you were all skated out but you were grateful to have such an amazing boyfriend by your side, experiencing yet again something new together as a couple.

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[uncleshits]

random Shitty headcanons in honor of my new url!

he had braces when he was a teenager but he never wore his retainers afterward so some of his teeth are slightly crooked and its one of his favorite features about himself

his favorite band is actually "The Front Bottoms", but no one really knows bc he only listens to them when he's alone (the lyrics hit REALLY close to home)

he doesn't have any siblings or cousins near his age, so he's the only person under 30 at most family events

his grandparents take him and his relatives on a trip to a different country in Europe every year, which he would try to avoid if they didn't pay for his tuition

but also he's been sneaking off during trips since he was 15 and exploring. his favorite was Amsterdam when he was 18 bc he got to visit the Sex Museum and go on a Queer history tour

not a hc but quick reminder that he's lowk a genius. mans would have triple majored if allowed. Smart King

he realized he was in love with Lardo when he fell asleep with his head on her lap in the Haus yard and woke up to her braiding wild flowers in his hair

he LOVES dogs. more than life itself. he's a volunteer dog walker for a local shelter and takes the more active dogs on runs with him

he's got more of a runner's build than a hockey player build. he tried out cross country and soccer at Andover and was actually really good but he just didn't get the same feeling he does on the ice.

he had (has) an obsession with Spiderman. he wants to be Peter Parker so bad

[make-me-imagine]

Wonderful Beginnings

12 Days of Christmas - Day Five: Ice Skating

Pairing: Peter Parker x GN!Reader *Peter is aged up to 18+

Plot: After sneaking into the ice rink on campus, Y/n attempts to teach Peter how to ice skate. Peter's feelings for the reader come to a head, as he decides he wants to take the risk of admitting his feelings.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 2.6k

General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire Marvel Taglist: @aquariuslavenderhoney, @trashywritestrash, @resplendentlady, @marvelouslyme96, @supersourlemon13, @mochamoff, @simsiddy, @bisexualdragongirl Requested Taglist: @blurredx18

*I’ve literally never ice skated, sooo yeah, I had to bullsh*t through some of this.

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“Come on!” You hurried with an amused tone, as Peter ran to follow you, almost tripping as he leapt over a curb.

You were both giggling with nervous amusement as you ran across the University campus. The street lamps were lit, and only a few people were wandering across campus.

“Here, this way, this door has no camera on it.” Running down a walkway between two buildings, you began to look around to make sure no one was around.

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” Peter asked in a hushed whisper as you both ran towards the back door of the hockey stadium.

“Probably not, but I got the key, so it’s not like we’re breaking and entering.”

“And your friend did give you the key right?” You let out an almost offended scoff and Peter shook his head, “I didn’t mean it like that!”

You laughed now, as you began to unlock the door. “My friend works for the hockey team, and he only agreed to give me the key tonight.”

“Why’d he do that anyway? He got a crush on you or something?” Peter spoke with an attempted casual tone, but you could sense something else behind it. Jealousy? Brushing past the thought, you looked back at Peter as you entered into the stadium.

“He owes me.”

“For what?”

“For setting him up with his boyfriend.”

“Oh! That’s cool of him, I mean, to pay you back like this.” He spoke a bit awkwardly as he looked around the hall you were walking down.

You smiled to yourself as you headed down the darkened hallway, and through the doors into the main rink. “Let’s see if we can find the lights.” You mumbled as you ran up the stairs and to the studio room at the top of the rink.

Finally getting all the lights on, you and Peter sat down and began to take your shoes off. Pulling out your skates, and the pair you brought for Peter, you handed them to him. He smiled at you, but you could sense his nervousness.

“It’ll be fine Peter. I turned on the lower lights that shouldn’t be visible from outside.”

“Oh, no I’m not worried about that, I uh, I just don’t think I’ll be any good at this.” He said while putting on his skates.

“If you can do back flips off of rooftops while swinging around on webs, you can ice skate Peter.” You said with both an amused, and encouraging tone.

Peter let out a chuckle. “You’d be surprised about the amount of things I’m bad at.”

You stood up and took a few steps out onto the ice, turning to face Peter you began to glide backwards while smiling at him. “Just learn from me.”

Peter watched you for a few moments as you began to glide around the ice. You moved gracefully and without hesitation. He smiled as you twirled around while putting your arms out. The bright smile on your face made Peter forget to breathe as he watched you with adoration. His heart seemed to stop for a moment as you stopped and turned towards him, smiling brightly,

“Well come on then!” You waved your arms at him, trying to encourage him out onto the ice.

Peter stood, his legs a little shaky as he tried hard to keep his balance as he stepped onto the ice. “Okay Peter, just take it slow.” He whispered to himself as he continued to stare down at his feet.

You watched as he awkwardly slid and stepped into the rink, his arms out for balance, and his legs bent slightly. He finally looked up at you, and smiled before a look of fear flashed across his face as he almost fell.

“Woah. Okay, I got it! I got it! I’m good!”

You giggled as you watched him slowly come to a stop. Straightening up a bit, he looked at you and shrugged his shoulders lightly. “There. Not so bad, right?” He asked with a nervous tone.

You couldn’t help but laugh,”You look like a baby deer trying to learn to walk.”

“Hey!” He was unable to hide his own amused laugh at your comment.

Gliding over to him, you circled him a bit, looking over his form. Peter stood still, for fear of falling, and out of nervousness of you studying him. Skating past him, you stop about six feet in front of him. “Okay, come to me, but don’t look down at your feet, you’ll just lose your balance. Just take a step, and then push lightly, go with the motion of the skates, don’t try to control it too much.”

“Okay, sure, uh, yeah. Here I come.” He mumbled nervously as he began to move towards you. His steps were unbalanced, but he began to glide towards you. He bent forward awkwardly and reached out his hands.

You reached out and grabbed his hands as he got close enough, you smiled at him as you steadied him to a stop. “See, it’s not so bad.”

He looked up and smiled at you, hoping you would think the obvious redness of his cheeks was from the cold. He stood up a little straighter, his eyes flicking down to your intertwined hands. His heart was beating quicker, as he couldn’t help but think of all the times he wanted to hold your hand.

“Go with it.” His eyes snapped up to yours, his thoughts back to the present. And before he could speak, you took a step backwards and began to glide, pulling him with you.

“Wait wait!”

“No waiting, just move with me, keep your back straight.” You spoke quickly, but smoothly.

Peter let out a breath and straightened up. He looked past you, and saw how fast you were moving, you turned gracefully and pulled him with you. He felt his body loose tension as he began to relax. The smooth gliding motion began to become more familiar, and he smiled. “Okay, this is fine, this is fun.”

You chuckled lightly, “You getting a feel for it?” You asked, and he nodded his head. “Think you can do it without me?”

“Uh...yeah, maybe. I’ll try.” He said with a hint of uncertainty.

“Okay.” Taking a swift step away from him as you let go of his hands, he continued to glide past you.

You watched him keep balanced for a moment, before he began to panic, and tried to take a step rather than glide. “Oh no!” He uttered out in fear as he lost his balance, before falling down onto the ice with a thud, followed by a groan.

You brought your hand to your mouth, and repressed a laugh. Skating over to him, you stopped beside him and peered down at him. He looked up at you, “I couldn’t do it without you.” He stated, and made you giggle. He felt a small smile cross his face at the sound.

“Come on.” You said as you reached out to help him up.

Grabbing your hands, he tried to stand, but fell back down. You planted your foot into the ice, and pulled him up harder. You watched as Peter tried to stand again, he planted one foot, and began to pull himself up. “Okay, almost got- ah!”

As Peter pulled himself up, his foot slid out from underneath him, and instead of falling down on his butt, he pulled you with him. You landed on the ground beside him, with a grunt.

As you lied back on your back, you heard Peter mumble from beside you. “Sorry.”

Unable to repress it, a giggle escaped, putting your hand on your mouth, you saw Peter turn to look at you. Looking back at him, you both remained silent for a moment before you both erupted into a fit of giggles. After a few moments, you both finally stopped laughing, and you let out an amused sigh.

“Not a bad view at least.” You said, while staring up at the skylight at the top of the stadium. You could see the moon peeking out behind a few clouds in the sky.

“Yeah.” Peter said softly. You saw him look at you again, but you kept looking up, trying to steady your heavy beating heart. “This was fun, thanks for convincing me to come. I mean, I’m not good at it, but still.”

You chuckled lightly as you finally did turn to meet his gaze. “I’m glad you came. It’s been a long time since I skated, and I like sharing it with people.”

Peter paused for a moment as a thought entered his mind, “Maybe uh- maybe I can...practice, and then- we can try again. ‘Cause I’d really- I’d really like to properly skate with you sometime. Ya’ know, without taking you down with me.”

You smiled at him, your ears grew hot as you feared your heart was beating so loud he might hear it. “That would be nice Peter.” Your voice was soft, shy, as you suddenly felt nervous.

He smiled in return at your response before he looked back up at the skylight. You followed suit, and thought again about what he said, as you tried to repress a smile.

You did not think your heart could beat any harder, but it did, when you felt Peter’s hand beside yours, move just a little closer, brushing your own. For a moment you thought it was an accident, but then, his hand moved again, before slowly hovering over yours. Lightly, he set his hand down, and tightened it around yours to hold it.

Swallowing out of nervousness, you slowly looked over at Peter, who turned to meet your eyes. You could see the anxiety in his face, but as you smiled at him, he was left with a look of relief. He opened his mouth to speak, hesitating for a moment before trying again. “Y/n. Do you-”

He was cut off as the distant sound of a closing door echoed throughout the stadium. You and Peter both sat up and stared out across the rink from where you heard it. Looking at each other, panic crossed both of your faces. You stood up quickly, and turned to help Peter up. As he fumbled, you quickly leaned down, “Just take them off!”

You pulled off one of the skates as he pulled off the other before you quickly made your way across the rink. Peter was sliding around recklessly in his socks, holding tightly onto his skates. Falling once with a grunt, he scrambled to his feet again before nearly diving off the ice.

As you got off the ice, you ripped off your skates and grabbed your shoes and bag before both of you began to run nearly barefooted down the hall you came out of. From behind you, you heard a harsh man’s voice yelling out, followed by the sound of running, too close for comfort.

Running out of the stadium, and into the dark road, you looked around, unsure of where you could get to before the man followed. Suddenly, you heard Peter call out, “Wait!”

You turned to look at him, only to be caught off guard when he suddenly grabbed you around the waist. “Hold on to me!”

Doing as you were told, but unsure of what was about to happen, you held tightly onto your stuff as you were suddenly pulled into the air. You let out a startled gasp and tightened your grip on Peter, as you saw the ground get further away.

Suddenly, landing on the building next to the stadium, Peter let you go. You took a step back, and looked at him, seeing he was now wearing two black cuffs on his arms. Looking at the edge of the building, you saw remnant webs clinging to the brick. You heard the disgruntled voice of the man from the stadium in the nearby road, before you heard the doors close again as he went back inside.

You let out a deep breath, that was followed by an anxious chuckle. Peter chuckled, “So, we won't get caught?” He questioned with an amused tone, making you laugh.

“Well we didn't, did we?” You laughed.

He shook his head in amusement before he looked around, letting out a deep breath. Looking back over at you, he watched as you walked to the edge of the roof and looked out on the campus. “I get why you just swing around on rooftops now.” You said softly. “It’s nicer from up here.”

Peter walked over to stand beside you, and looked out at the city skyline. “Yeah. It is.”

You looked down at his wrists, “You always have those?”

He nodded, “Yeah. I don’t always want my suit with me, so I at least make sure I have these.”

“Good idea.” You said as you sat down, facing out towards the city.

Peter watched you for a moment as you began to put your shoes back on. Sitting down beside you, he did the same.

After a moment, you spoke again, almost cautiously. “What was it you were about to ask me?”

“Before we almost got caught?” He asked slyly.

You rolled your eyes, but smiled. “Yes.”

You saw his demeanor change, as he seemingly became nervous. You held your breath, a thousand questions running through your mind that he might ask, and only a few you hoped it would be.

“Uh, well” He ruffled his hand through his hair nervously before glancing at you and then down at his hand as he nervously messed with his cuffs. “I was just gonna ask, if you, maybe, wanna go out with me? I mean, on a date, not like a couple. Wait, no! I mean, a date first, and then, if you want to be a couple, then...yeah.” You saw him grimace at himself as he cleared his throat, He looked over at you, clearly distressed with how his question came out. But the smile on your face calmed him slightly.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes.” You chuckled.

His face lit up with surprise and excitement, before you saw him chastise himself and calm down. “So, you wanna go on a date? With me?”

“Yes Peter, I wanna go on a date with you.” You laughed, feeling your face heat up.

His smile widened as he nodded his head. “Okay, great, that's awesome...Uh I was thinking, since the Christmas festivals are starting next week, maybe we can go?”

e saw your face light up as you smiled. “That’ll would be fun! We can do a bunch of stuff there.”

You both smiled at each other, excited. You shyly looked down at the campus around you, and Peter smiled to himself. “Uh, well, I guess I should get you back. It’s getting pretty cold.” Standing up, he reached down his hand for you.

Smiling, you grabbed it and he pulled you up. You locked eyes for a moment and he smiled, “Hold on to me.” He said softly. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, your face only a few inches from his now. He stared into your eyes and smiled, “Ready?”

You nodded, and he wrapped his own arm around you tightly before shooting out one of his webs, and jumping off the roof.

You let out a gasp as you buried your head in his neck. Only a short moment passed before you felt your feet meet the ground again, stumbling slightly as you both got your footing.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding as you pulled away from him. “I’m gonna have to get used to that.”

He smiled at you, “And I’ll get used to skating.”

You smiled at each other, before you turned to continue walking together. Your shoulders were brushing, and Peter’s hand soon wrapped around yours as you walked back home together. Both of your thoughts full of each other, and the soon-to-be first date that for both of you, was the sign of a wonderful new beginning.

xx End xx

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