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[xknightlight]

Masked ▾  Peter Parker

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"Why, mother?" You questioned with a heavy sigh, sitting up from your bedroom as you rubbed the sleep away from your eyes.

"Because you are the only princess of the king and queen, that's why." Your mother answers, walking to the side of your bed with her hands laced together in front of her midsection.

"Must I have to?" You questioned again as your Mother quickly grabbed the bed sheets and flung your covers from covering your body. Grasping your hands with hers and tried to pull you off your comfortable bed, but you made your limbs give out so it would make you a bit more difficult for her to pull you up to your feet.

"Must you act like this?" Your Mother asked with a small chuckle as you groaned to your Mother of not wanting to get out of bed and not wanting to go to the ball that was happening tonight.

"Yes because I don't want to go to the ball tonight." You answered with a groan, finally helping your Mother by getting up to your feet by yourself.

"Why not? Do you even know what the ball is going to be?"

"No.." You trailed off for a second before shyly asking because you would jump to conclusions sometimes, "What is it going to be, Mother?"

"The ball is going to be a masquerade ball."

"Masquerade Ball, you say?" You exclaimed, slightly jumping on your toes with a smile tugging at the corner of your lip. You've always like masquerade balls, the hidden identity of the person and sometimes not knowing who they were would intrigue you for some reason.

"Yes, dear. A masquerade ball," Your mother says with a smile, her smile getting a bit bigger, "So what do you say?"

You thought to yourself for a moment before speaking, "When will the ball start?"

"8 pm. Sharp," You mother informs with a big smile of accomplishment as you nodded your head, taking and noting the information into your head.

8:15, it is.

"Now, hurry, hurry. You do not have all day." Your Mother rushes, waving in a few female servants as they quickly got you ready.

"But I do!" You retorted, as two female servants grasped your hands with theirs and gently pulled you.

"Not like this!" Your Mother waved her hands over your body, referring to the state that you were currently in.

"Can you at least tell me what everybody will be wearing, Mother?" You ask one last question before the two servants can pull you out of your bedroom and help you shower.

"White. The Royals will be wearing white."

Black, it is.

You were always the rebellious kind of princess.

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"I do not know." Peter Parker, a lower class of the royals or also known as a peasant, says with furrowed eyebrow at his best friend, Ned Leeds. Another peasant that has been best friends with Peter Parker for what seems like his whole life, "I mean, do you not think the knights would not notice a couple peasants entering the masquerade ball?"

"Unless your Aunt can let us borrow a couple suits," Ned questions as Peter thought over the suggestion. His Aunt May was friends with someone of a somewhat popular business owner of a small tailor shop in the village of Queens.

"I do not know..." Peter trailed off as people passed up and down the street of Queens, "How did you hear about this?"

"I heard a few knights talk about it while passing by my house," Ned answers as Peter slowly nodded his head, "So what do you say?"

"I do not know," Peter repeats again but slowly starts to give in when seeing a pleading look on his best friends face. With a sigh and an adjustment of his dirty rag like clothes, he responds with a final, "Okay, I'll talk to Aunt May about what's going to happen tonight. What are the Royals going to be wearing, anyway?"

"Black, I think."

"Okay."

And his Aunt May was able to get her nephew and his best friend black suits for the white ball tonight. Now here were the two best friends, standing side by side in black suits as the people surrounding them wore white dresses and white suits.

"White?! I thought you said black?!" Peter exclaimed as the two walked around the ballroom to try and pass the time. Peter quickly adjusted his mask and the tie that was worn around his neck out of nervousness as the two passed by a few knights.

"I did," Ned says before pursing his lips to the side, "It was probably white then."

"Do you not think that?!" Peter says, stopping in front of his best friend to gesture to the many royals that were walking and chatting around the two peasant best friends.

"Hey, we are not the only one wearing black," Ned reasons, pointing towards a direction from behind him. Peter turns around to see who would be mistakingly wearing the wrong color for the ball. Instead of feeling empathy towards the person of them wearing the mistaken color like he and Ned were, he was, instead, in awe of the female.

The way the female entered the ball with her dress flowing behind her and how every royal was to turn their head towards her and to top off the icing on the cake, she was alone. Making the reason for him to have the courage to walk up to her and ask her if she wanted to dance with him for the rest of the night, rise even more.

The gold and silver diamonds that sparkled around her waist and lead up to her neckline, her hair down with the tips of her (color) hair in slight curls. The mask did little to cover her identity but at the same time, the mask hid who she really was to the point where you can't tell who she was but know for a fact that you have seen her before.

"Who is that?" Peter says in awe, slightly dazed because your beauty was so capturing that he almost forgot what he going to do or what he was going to say or where he was, keyword: almost.

"I have no idea," Ned answered his dazed best friend, also staring at the female but with curiosity instead of lovestruck like his best friend was currently in, "But she's coming this way."

"What?!" Peter quickly snaps himself out of his gaze and looked over at Ned with wide eyes.

"I am kidding."

"Ned!" Peter hisses, adjusting his mask so the cold mask can somewhat help cool down the warmness of his cheeks. He quickly scanned his surroundings to make sure that the mysterious female wasn't anywhere near him so he wouldn't break out into a blushing, stuttering, and rambling mess, "Do you see her, Ned?"

"No," Ned replies in a confused voice, "She just vanished, like out of thin air."

"What?" Peter questioned, also with confusion as he scanned the ballroom for the female. How hard was it to spot a female wearing a black dress in a white ballroom?

"Hello, gentlemen."

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"Hello, gentlemen." You greeted the two males dressed in black suits with your one of your royal friends, Liz Allan, standing by your side. Your voice probably scaring them as the two yelped and jumped so the two were standing side by side. You tried to keep your face straight and not let out a laugh, but failed when your mouth morphed into a smile and a small chuckle escaped yours and Liz's lips, "I see I am not the only one going against the ballroom expectations."

"Ladies," The shorter and larger male bowed and then stood back straight again. You and Liz smiled before pulling on the sides of your dresses to curtsy for the respect of the male. Watching the scene unfold in front of the two of you as the shorter male elbowed the taller male's side and stumbled to bow. Instead of laughing and embarrass him even more due to the red tint of color on his cheeks that were peeking from underneath his mask, you just smiled and curtsied as Liz lets out another chuckle and curtsied along with you.

"Care to dance?" You questioned, holding your laced fingers in front of your stomach as you looked towards the taller male. Watching as one of your best friends grab the short, larger male's arm and silently pulled the two away from you two.

"Shouldn't I be asking that?" The tall male jokes as he held out his hand to which you gently grasp with your own after a chuckle or two, following beside him as he led the two of you to the ballroom floor, "You look really beautiful by the way."

"Thank you." You acknowledge with a smile, trying to ignore how warm your cheeks were and how the male's smile widen with your dress flowing behind you. A smile still plastered on your cheeks as his hands were placed on your hips, awkwardly standing a good foot away from you with a tense stance, "You really haven't danced with a lady before, have you?"

"Not as beautiful as you," He responds with a side smile, but you can see through the facade that he was bubbling with nervousness as his eyes were diverted anywhere else but your eyes.

"Well, first-" You cut yourself off to snake your arms around his neck and pulled him up close to you so the two of you were chest to chest. That really caught his attention as his eyes were then staring into your eyes at the sudden movement that you so happen to pull on him, "You have to be up close to the women."

"Right," The male notes with a nod of his head before glazing down to his feet, making sure he didn't step on your toes. You lifted your hand up to his face and grasp his chin in the palm of your hand before gently changing his eye level so he was staring into your eyes.

"And you have to look at the women." You added in a soft voice, before adjusting the position that the two of your were currently dancing in, "Did you get that?"

"U-Uh," He answers with a stutter and a pink face, "Y-Yeah. Yeah, I got it."

"Good." You smile with a nod of your head, "You know I never got to know your name."

"Peter," He-Peter answers, "Peter Parker."

"Parker?" You echoed his last name with a raised eyebrow, "Are you a new royal or something?"

"U-Uh, peasant actually," Peter answers, quickly looking away to hide the nervous and scared expression that was shown on his face.

"Interesting." Your comment that makes Peter pick up his head to look at the unknown look on your face that he couldn't really decide between something and something else.

"A-And you are?" Peter hesitantly stutters out, scared that you were to send the guards after him.

"I want to show you something." You say, ignoring his question to slip your hand into his, "Is that okay with you?"

"S-Sure," Peter responds, following into step with you as you started to make your way out of the ballroom and enter the outside world, "W-Where are we going?"

"The garden." You reply with a laugh, looking behind yourself to look at Peter before looking forward to not bump into anything, "A place where there is peace and quiet and away from the others."

"But would we not get in trouble with the knights?!" Peter exclaimed in a panic, frantically looking around to spot the males in silver armor.

"I am pretty sure the knights will not mind." You reason.

"Why will they not?" Peter exclaims as the two of you stopped in the middle of the garden that belonged to the (L/N)'s.

"Because.." You trailed off as you lifted your mask up to show Peter who you really are, "I am (Y/N) (L/N)."

Peter didn't know what came over him. He just did it because since she lifted up her own mask, might as well do it to so she doesn't feel left out or so she does not feel like he did not trust her.

"Well, aren't you just a cutie." You comment with a smile as pink coated his cheeks.

"And you are still as beautiful as ever."

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                           (Y/N)'s ideal dress ⇳ Peter's ideal suit

                                   (Y/N) and Peter's ideal masks

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[xknightlight]

Guilty Tessa ▾ Tom Holland

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You were currently visiting your boyfriend of almost two years of dating's hometown and at the very moment, you were still sleeping on the right side of your boyfriend's bed that was still here in his family's house. You moved around in your spot and moved a strand of hair out of your eyes as you mumbled something out when hearing the door to enter the bedroom squeak open, "Tom?"

A small smile tugged on the end of your lips when hearing claws scratch against the wooden floors of your boyfriend's bedroom and then something or more specifically, someone. The specific someone shuffled around the bed and a slightly warm presence was sensed right in front of your face, but then the presence was getting warmer when feeling something being placed on the available space that between you and the edge of the bed.

"Tessa?" You questioned out playfully and tiredly with closed eyes. You opened your eyes and a small giggle left your lips when seeing her face next to the side of your face, "Hi, baby." You smiled, somewhat getting up and leaned against your right elbow as your other arm scratched behind Tessa's ear, "Where's Tom?"

A small bark erupted from Tessa at the sound of her owner's name to which the smile on your face widened a bit more when seeing a cheeky grin on Tessa's face. You looked around the bedroom and came to a conclusion that Tom was already awake and he was somewhere within the house, a small groan left your lips when seeing his boxers and other clothes on his side of the bed.

"Come here, Tessa." You smiled, patting the available spot by your side. Cooing out at her when she didn't move a muscle, "It's okay. I'll protect you from Tom, come here I need a cuddling buddy."

A smile was still plastered on your face as Tessa stayed for a second as if thinking over your suggestion before jumping on Tom's bed and getting closer to you until she laid her head on your stomach with your arm draped over her back. You closed your eyes and tried to sleep away the jetlag, but was woken up when hearing footsteps coming up the stairs and your boyfriend's voice being heard from down the hallway.

"Love, you know where Tessa is?!" Your boyfriend asked, his voice getting closer to the bedroom.

"She's in here." You replied back, slowly getting up into a sitting position before leaning forward and placing your head on Tessa's fur as you scratched her favorites spots to be scratched.

"When you search the whole house for your dog and you can't find her-" Tom spoke, entering his bedroom with his phone out facing him, probably recording it onto the Instagram story thing, "This is the one place she'll be."

"Look how guilty she looks," Tom lets out a chuckle as he turned the phone towards the said pet before playfully scolding her, "Tess, what are you doing? You know you're not suppose to be up there, come on."

"It's okay, Tessa." You cooed, scratching behind her ear and smiling when seeing her tail wagging back and forth from behind her, "I have a new cuddling buddy now."

"What?" Tom exclaimed with a small pout, probably still recording since his phone was still out, "I thought I was your cuddling buddy."

"Yeah, but now I have a new one." You teased out, nuzzling your head a more into Tessa's fur, "Unless you clean your mess then I would reconsider if you're still my cuddling buddy."

"Okay, can I at least get a kiss for motivation?" Tom questions, walking closer to the opposite side of you and leaned onto the bed with his lips pursed for a kiss. Rolling your eyes at how adorable he is, you gave him a quick peck on the lips before returning your attention towards Tessa, "Well, I got to get going. Don't want to lose my cuddling buddy."

"You really need to clean up, babe." You chuckled, running your fingers through your bed head as Tom stopped recording and placed his phone back in one of the pockets of his pants.

"Are you going to help me?" Tom questions with a smile as you covered your mouth with a hand when a yawn slipped through your lips.

"Nope." You popped the 'p' before adding with a smile, "Since it's your clothes, you're cleaning it yourself."

"Fine," Tom pouts, but a small huff left his lips when you didn't pay attention to him as your full attention was focused on Tessa. A smile that stretched from ear to ear was then plastered on his face when your laughter and your squeals along with Tessa's small barks were heard throughout the bedroom as Tessa jumped on top of you and licked your face with her tail frantically wagging back and forth. Two out of the three of his favorite girls all in one room.

What a sight for him to see and make his heart soar for his adoration for you even more.

[xknightlight]

Moments ▾ Jeon Jungkook(ie)

A/N: Enjoy <3 word count: 777 characters: 4.1k

Italics means in English. 

Moment You Got Caught:

You were at a dance studio that the boys were practicing in. You were there to visit your boyfriend, Jungkook as the boys were currently taking a break to get nutrients back into their body after the many hours of practicing nonstop. Dancing to one song after another without taking any breaks until now. You were in the dance studio as the others were out getting food, your boyfriend trying to get some rest on a blue mat from practicing so hard as you sat on a blue yoga blue out of boredom. You waved at the camera that was focused on you being bored out of your mind. The A.R.M.Y was very familiar with you being in front of the camera because of Jungkook featuring you in many Vlives. An idea popping into your head as you adjusted yourself from falling off of the blue yoga ball. You quietly got off of the blue yoga blue with your eyes focused on your boyfriend to not catch his attention. You held your pointer finger up to your lips as if telling the viewers to not make any noise as you placed the ball in front of you. You turned around and kept your finger on your lips when seeing some of the BTS members enter the dance studio before turning your head forward and kicked the ball towards your boyfriend. The camera watched as the ball flew over to your boyfriend, who quickly blocked the ball from hitting him in the face. A giggle escaping your lips as you watched all of this go down, your boyfriend quickly getting up from the blue mat in a blur of limbs and pulled his hoodie over his head. A small scream escaped from the back of your throat as you were halfway out of the door that led into the dance studio when hearing fast footsteps pounding after you as your boyfriend started to chase after you. "Why did you do that?!" Jungkook playfully yelled from behind you as you made a sharp right turn into another long hallway. "I was bored!" You replied with a loud laugh, taking a sharp left turn into a room. A disbelief scoff escaped from your mouth when seeing no other exit but the one that you just entered the room. Having no time to turn back, you ran to the other side of the room and placed your hand on the long table in front of you when hearing the pounding steps of your boyfriend nearing the door. "Would you look at that?" Your boyfriend taunts with a side smirk as he entered the room, poking the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "Scared? You should be." You quickly jump on the table and tried to run on the table to get to the other end of the table when your boyfriend made a move to charge at you. A yelp flew from your mouth when feeling a hand snatch your wrist, you wiggling like never before but with no success when being pulled over a shoulder. "Put me down!" You wiggled in Jungkook's arms as your boyfriend giggled when you struggled. You playfully slapped your boyfriend's back which resulted in one back, but to your behind, "Jungkook!! I'm wearing a dress." "Sorry," Jungkook apologizes, but his tone was nowhere close to being apologetic as he left his hand on your butt to prevent others from looking up your dress... or just because he wanted to touch your butt, "I was really tired, you know." "Sorry, but I was bored." You answered as Jungkook carried you out of the room and started to walk back to the dance studio. "Cuddle with me?" Jungkook asked, entering back into the dance studio and placed you on your feet. You gave your boyfriend a soft pat on the shoulder with a cute smile as you saw that the cameraman wasn't in the studio, probably filming the other members. Jungkook gave you his bunny-teethed smile before grasping your hand and tugging you over to the blue mat, making hand motions for you to get on the mat first. You gave him a small sarcastic side smile and curtsied a bit before getting on the mat. Jungkook being the gentleman that he was, waited for you to get into a comfortable spot as he took off his sweater and placed the clothing over your lap before plopping down on the mat and rested his head on your thighs.

"I love you," The corners of your boyfriend's lips curl up, puckering his lips for a kiss to which you granted. 

"I love you too."

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His Reaction ▾ Tom Holland

Note: Tom and (Y/N) are a bit older in this one, towards the end of the movie shooting for the Spider-Man: Homecoming Sequel happening in 2019. They are close to their mid-twenties. And they still are growing stronger and stronger for the past few years after the release of In the Heart of the Sea, being introduced to each other by the one and only Chris Hemsworth. Not sure if Harrison lives with Tom (which I’m pretty sure he doesn’t), but Harrison does not live with Tom. Sorry if it feels kind of rushed because it kind of was. Also took me a while to write this because of writer’s block. Sorry for spelling and grammar errors. Enjoy <3

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Flashback...

“It’s pretty nice outside.“ Tom comments, the two of you looking up at the cloudy skies and very happy that the skies didn’t look like it was going to rain anytime soon. The two of you, walking hand-in-hand through the park in his hometown with Harrison and Jacob third and fourth wheeling behind the two of you.

“It is.” You agreed with a small hum. You snuggled a bit closer to your boyfriend of many years’ side when a small breeze slightly blew your hair back, a strand of your hair being blown into your face. A giggle escaping your mouth that didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend who chuckled when you showed your face that was covered by a few strands of your hair.

Your boyfriend, being the kind gentlemen that he was raised to be, lifted his hand up and moved the strands behind your ear which was the cause for Harrison and Jacob to making fake vomiting and gagging noises from behind the two of you.

“Fuck off,“ Tom swears at his friends, jokingly with a chuckle and playfully stuck his middle finger at his other mates. A laugh slips past your mouth as you tugged at your boyfriend’s arm for the two of you to continue walking through the park. Tom, Harrison, Jacob and your attentions’ were caught when hearing a baby’s soft cry, averting your attention to a woman sitting on a bench who held a crying baby in her arms.

“Look a baby.“ You cooed softly from beside your boyfriend. The four of you passing a young mother -probably in her early twenties- trying to soothe her -probably- newborn baby, but to no prevail as the baby continued to softly cry. 

Your heart aching a bit when the baby’s cries were getting a bit louder and you can see the tiredness in the baby mother’s eyes as she struggled to make a formula bottle for the infant, one hand holding the infant and the other trying to make the bottle.

“Poor mum,“ Tom sympathizes, looking away from the parent and child to give you his attention. Squeezing your hand, when your attention was still on the struggling mother, “Love?“

“Huh?“ You snapped yourself out of the trance and looked up at your boyfriend, “Yeah... Poor mum.“

“You really want to help her, don’t you?“ Tom asked with a smile. You bit your lip, nodding your head before making your way towards the young mother, Tom watching from a good distance with Jacob and Harrison beside the young British.

You took a seat beside the mother and turned your body to face the parent, “Hi, sorry but I couldn’t help myself from wondering; you look very young to be a mother.”

“I’m twenty-two,“ The young mother answers with an embarrassed side smile.

“Me and my boyfriend were just walking through the park with a couple of our friends and I couldn’t help but notice that you were struggling. Do you want me to hold your baby as you make a bottle?” You asked, adjusting the shades that somewhat covered your identity.

“I don’t know,“ The mother held her baby a bit closer to her body.

“Don’t worry,“ You lifted your sunglasses and gave the mother a smile, “I’m (Y/N) (L/N) and you are?“

“N-No way!“ The mother exclaims with so much excitement, jumping a little but was a bad idea as it startled the baby and made the baby cry a bit harder. The young parent soothing her baby as she started to fangirl, “I’m Amelia and I love you so much. I love your acting, I love your movies, I love your music. I just love everything about you from your personality to your character’s personality!”

“How sweet of you.“ You smiled, “Would you like some help with your baby?“

“Yes, that would be wonderful,“ Amelia smiles before gently handing the baby over, “Her name is Olivia.“

“What a beautiful name.“ You cooed, lifting the baby and started to gently bounce the baby, pursing your lips together and spoke to the infant in a baby tone, “Aren’t you the cutest thing ever!“

Your smile widened when the baby stopped crying and seemed to stare directly into your soul before erupting with smiles and giggles. You turned your attention to your group of friends and boyfriend, seeing the three already staring at you. You wiggled your fingers at them of not wanting to lose grip of the baby with a big smile before turning your attention back towards the tot.

“She’ll make a great mum, wouldn’t she mate?“ Harrison asked.

Tom smiled ear-to-ear when seeing your shoulders slightly shaking, indicating that you were probably laughing at something on what the mother said or what the baby did, “She would.”

A Couple Months Later...

“No..” You rasped, lifting your hands up to cover your lips of shock that this was really happening to you, “This can’t be true!”

But this was really happening. After a few weeks of feeling nauseous and your bras being a bit tight for you to fit into and after you missed your period. You knew something was up and you had a pretty good, but bad idea of what was happening to your body. 

When finished with your small shopping for the you-know-what, you were to quickly use the product and after waiting a couple minutes for the result, your concepts were very true as the results came out very positive. You were... pregnant. Being close to your mid-twenties and trying to balance your music career with your acting career was already stressful and now that a baby without a known gender was on the way was.. just the icing on the cake.

You wiped the tear the fell down your cheek just as your mind started to fill up with assumptions of how Tom would react to this big news; positively or negatively. Hell, you two weren’t even married yet so telling him would just shock the shit out of him.

Why now?! You thought to yourself, pacing around the bathroom that was in the flat that Tom’s mom bought for the two of you when the two of you were in your early twenties, Why not when the two of us are past our mid-twenties?! I think I’m gonna throw up.

And that’s what you did. After emptying your stomach for a minute or so, you came to a conclusion as you were heavily breathing over the toilet was that Tom had to know. And that you were to accept the consequences that were to come your way, but not before coming up with many ideas on how to reveal the news to him; good or bad.

Present Time...

Excitement flew through your body as the boxed package came through the mail. After throwing up when finding out that you were pregnant a few weeks ago, you were to quickly go online and find cute ideas on how to announce the news to Tom. Coming to a conclusion, that you would just buy a Spiderman onesie for the ungendered baby since Spiderman was Tom’s favorite superhero and was leading role as Peter “Spiderman” Parker in Captain American: Civil War, Spiderman: Homecoming, Infinity War, and Spiderman: Homecoming Sequel.

You were just browsing through the images of spiderman baby onesies (A/N: which was literally what I used to search up Spiderman onesies) when coming across the perfect Spiderman onesie that was sold on a website called Etsy, a website that focuses on handmade or vintage items and supplies. A bonus of the baby onesie being almost 12 dollars without shipping (about 14 dollars with standard shipping, a few cents over 15 dollars for 1st class shipping, and a couple dollars over 20 if wanting the package the next day).

Another bonus was that the business of the account’s location was somewhere in the UK so shipping wouldn’t take months if somewhere else, but you still bought with 1st class because of not wanting the package to be here the next day and wait with anticipation for your boyfriend could get home, which would be a week or so before he would return back to the UK from some press tour out of the United Kingdom. And not wanting the package to take a few weeks because the location of the business didn’t say where in the United Kingdom, just that it was shipped worldwide from the United Kingdom. 

You set the unopened box in your shared bedroom and waited for your boyfriend’s arrival who was just a few minutes away from walking through that apartment door. You quickly pressed the record button on your phone when hearing keys jingling behind the closed apartment door.

“Hi, baby.“ You greeted your long term boyfriend of 5 years when the door opened along with Harrison following after your boyfriend, “Hey, Harrison.“

“Hey, (Y/N),“ Harrison smiles before giving you a quick hug before pulling away to continuing, “I’m gonna go to the guest room and get some shut eye.“

“See ya later, Harrison,“ Tom and you say at the same time before Harrison waved the two of you goodbye and made his way to the guest room.

“Hey, love,“ Tom smiled, leaving his duffel bag and suitcase by the door before engulfing you in a hug, giving you a squeeze, “Why are you filming?“

“Why not?“ You asked with a small shrug of your shoulders, not seen in the video.

“Is there a surprise or something?“ Tom smiles, closing and locking the apartment door.

“Maybe.“ You sing-song, twirling around and motioned for your boyfriend to follow after you, to which he complied. The two of you coming to a stop in the shared bed and motioned for your boyfriend to take a seat on the bed, to which he acted. Quickly setting the recording phone to the side and made sure that the camera was catching the whole thing,  “I ordered something online a few weeks ago and I wanted you to open it.”

“Is it for me?“ Tom questions, grasping your hand in his when you returned back to your boyfriend’s side after closing the bedroom door shut. You stood slightly to the side of your boyfriend as he looked up at you through his lashes. Gently grasping the boxed package that laid on the bed with his free hand, you looked back to the camera and made sure the phone didn’t fall over.

“Yes, it is for you.“ You laughed, feeling somersaults jumping around in your stomach out of nervousness, “Open it. Tell me what you think about. Be careful, though.“

“Alright,“ Tom chuckles, giving your knuckles a quick kiss before slowly starting to open the box. Teasing you a little bit before starting to normally open the box after a slap on the arm and a small protest of his name from you, “How cool!”

“Is it?“ You smiled, nervous bubbles started to pop since he hasn’t really lifted the fabric up in the air yet, “You really like it?“

“Well, yeah,“ Tom laughs, reaching his hand into the box and felt the fabric, “It’s really soft, babe.”

“It is,“ You smiled when feeling the fabric, “Lift the fabric out of the box, Tom?”

“Yeah, sure,“ Tom gave you a quick kiss on the lips before grabbing the fabric and lifting it out of the box, “Wha... No.“

Tom dropped the baby onesie in his lap before covering his mouth in shock, “No! No way! Now way!! You’re... You’re pregnant?!”

“Yeah.“ You laughed a little bit with a small nod of your head, seeing Tom wipe his eyes with the back of his fingers, “Awe, baby.“

Tom wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled your body towards the grown male as you looped your arms around your boyfriend’s neck, “God, I love you.“

“You’re not mad?“

“No! Why would I be mad?!“ Tom questions, looking up at you with tearful eyes. Another awe escaping your lips when a happy tear rolled down his cheek, quickly wiping the tear away with the pad of your thumb, “I’m the happiest and luckiest man alive right now.“

“Really? You really mean it?“

Tom hummed, agreeing before lowering his head and pecking your covered stomach, “I love you so much, my growing baby.“

“You’re so cute,“ You smiled, running your fingers through his hair as your boyfriend returned a dreamy smile back.

“Me and the Ms’ with their baby.“

“You know you are gonna have to keep this a secret, right.“ You state more than questioned because your boyfriend was terrible at keeping secrets, even after years of hoping for him to learn from his mistakes but to no improvement, “I really want to surprise our friends and families and I can’t have you spreading the news because you can’t filter your mouth, honey.“

“Fine.“

“Like I really want nothing to come out of that mouth of yours becau-“

“Can you stop roasting me, love?“

“Sorry.“

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“But I’m serious though.“

“Fine.“

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Embarrassing Boner ▾ Peter Parker

A/N: Picture kind of doesn’t make sense to the imagine, but that was the closest thing I could find related to this imagine. Enjoy <3

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"(Y/N), time to wake up," F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s voice echoes throughout your dark bedroom, "Your 6:00 alarm clock for the training room, just went off."

"Thank you, F.R.I.D.A.Y." You thanked with a small groan, pulling the pillow from beneath you and covering your head with the cushion.

"Are you not going to go, (Y/N)?" The female A.I questioned with a small tone of concern.

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going." You said with a tired tone, slowly getting up from the bed before yawning out, "Where are the rest of the Avengers, F.R.I.D.A.Y?"

"The rest of the Avengers are on a small mission," F.R.I.D.A.Y. answers, you lifting yourself out from your bed before walking into the connected bathroom to your room, "They will be arriving in just a few hours from now."

"Who isn't on the mission?" You questioned as you pulled your hair into a high, tight ponytail.

"Mr. Peter Parker," F.R.I.D.A.Y. responds after you finished brushing your teeth and drying your face, returning back into your bedroom.

"Where is Peter?" You asked, changing out of your pajamas and changing into your workout clothes. Your workout clothes consisting of black Nike training tights, a neon pink short-sleeve crop top with matching colored Nike gym shoes. 

"Mr. Parker is still sleeping. Do you want me to wake him up?"

"No, no, no. That's all, F.R.I.D.A.Y." You say as you exit out of your bedroom and walked down the long corridor to only enter the elevator at the end of the hallway, adjusting the water bottle in your hand, "Thank you, F.R.I.D.A.Y."

"You're welcome, (Y/N)," F.R.I.D.A.Y. says as you pressed the button for the first floor. You listening to the terrible elevator music for what felt like forever and before you know it, you were entering into the empty training room with a filled water bottle. You quickly drank from your water bottle before setting the bottle to the side and started to wrap your hands and knuckles with Tape and Gauze Wraps.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, can you play some music?" You asked as you started to warm up for your exercise for today. A smile escaping your lips when hearing How Deep Is Your Love start to play, you making your way over to the punching bag before starting to throw slow, soft punches. Then the punches started to get harder and faster as the song that was sung by Disciples started to play faster and the beat was picking up. 

You sent one last blow to the punching bag a few seconds before the song ended and then started to take the wraps off of your hands and knuckles. You pulled a strand of your hair that fell out from your ponytail, behind your ear as you made your way towards the jump ropes. 

Grabbing a random jump rope before starting out slow to jump over the rope every time it would hit the floor. An unfamiliar song coming on that almost threw you off but you regained your exercise.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, is this song a remix?" You questioned with a huff.

"Yes it is, Ms. (Y/N)," F.R.I.D.A.Y. answers before asking out, "Do you want me to change the song?"

"No, no, no." You shook your head side to side before hissing out when the rope swung against your leg, sending small bits of pain throughout your leg.

"Are you okay, Ms. (Y/N)?" F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s voice worried, "Do you need medical attention?"

"No, no, no." You stopped for a few seconds to sooth your pain before starting to jump rope again, starting out slow then picking up speed later on, "Can you just turn the music up to max?"

"Yes, Ms. (Y/N)," F.R.I.D.A.Y says before the music started to get louder, so loud that you could feel the vibrations of the beat from the song bouncing off of the walls of the training room, but you didn't pay attention to it as you continued exercising.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y." Peter Parker's voice sounds for the A.I in his bedroom at the Avengers Tower.

"Yes, Mr. Peter," The A.I robotic voices questions.

"Where is the noise coming from?" Peter asked with a groan, getting up and sitting up in a sitting position, wiping the sleep away with his knuckles.

"The noise is coming from Ms. (Y/N) in the the training room," The robotic voice answers, "Do you want me to notify her?"

"NO-" Peter shouts, but then clears his throat before stuttering out, "It's-it's okay. I'll just tell her myself.

"Yes, Mr. Peter," F.R.I.D.A.Y says before Peter was left alone in the darkness of his bedroom at the tower. Peter stayed in bed for a few minutes, debating if he should confront you -his crush- to turn the music down or not, but wanting to sleep a little bit longer, he got out of bed and started to make his way down to the training room.

When Peter stopped on the same floor that the training room was on, he didn't have to be close to the training room entrance when feeling the vibrations of the music bouncing off the walls. Stepping off of the elevator to enter the hallway that the training room was on the same floor, he stood outside of the training room doors and stopped for a minute, thinking of the ways he was gonna approach you.

Hey, can you turn the music down? I was just up all night studying. Nah sounds too nerdy.

Hey, can you turn the music down?! I'm trying to sleep! No way, that sounds rude especially towards the person at his age and his crush ever since he started to attend the new Stark Tower in New York because of his Spiderman duties.

(Y/N), can you please turn down the music? I was trying to sleep. Yeah, that sounds good. Nodding his head to agree with the saying, he pushed the training room doors open and entered. Peter winced when the loud music blasted his eardrums before opening his mouth to speak, but the words were swallowed back down his throat when seeing your back facing him, stretching in the middle of the boxing ring that was placed in the middle of the training room. 

Peter shook his head with a small blush before calling out your name, but to no prevail when the music was overpowering his voice by a long shot. Walking up and entering the ring and stopped so you were a couple feet away from him, he reaching his arm out and lightly tapped your shoulder.

Peter Parker who was still half asleep from being woken up by the loud music, didn't expect the right hook coming towards his face. But with his spidey senses, he was able to prevent the flying elbow from connecting his jawline by grabbing your bicep and twirling you around so your back was against his chest.

You didn't really think about, it was just an instant reflex. You can never be too careful when being an Avenger. When feeling a tap on your shoulder, you instantly threw your elbow back to hit the person in the jaw but the intruder was quick enough to catch your elbow. The intruder spun you around and pulled you into their broad chest, now holding both of your hands together so your arms formed an X.

Peter's sleeping figure was then replaced with an adrenaline rushing figure, sleep was out of his system and was replaced with adrenaline running thru his veins. The beat that Mia Martina was playing in her song Beast was helping with Peter's adrenaline rush.

The two of you struggled, you struggling to get out of the intruder's grasp as Peter struggled to hold you so you wouldn't bust his lip or give him a black eye. An oomph passed Peter's lips when feeling a blow to his stomach with the back of your elbow that you were able to free yourself from his grasp, the blow loosening Peter's grip of your hands.  

You quickly spun around and hip tossed the intruder who then landed on the floor of the boxing ring with a thud but you didn't hear as the music was still playing to the max. You quickly leaping onto the body so you were straddling the intruder's waist and lifted your fist to strike a punch to the invader's face, but went still when seeing a pink-faced Peter Parker.

"Peter?" You said, but nothing came out as the music overpowered your voice. You looked up at the camera and motioned for F.R.I.D.A.Y. to turn down the music, to which the A.I. did. You looked down towards Peter before asking again, "Peter, what are you doing?! You know I could hurt you really badly!"

"Yeah, but you didn't," Peter says a little breathless.

"Yeah, but I could have." You answered, lowering your fist and placing both of your hands on either side of Peter's face, "Why are you down here?"

"Y-Your music was too loud," Peter stutters at the position the two of you were in and the only thing he could think of and the thing that was rushing thru his mind; was to not get a boner right at this moment, "It woke me up."

"Crap, sorry." You huffed as Peter snapped his eyes shut. Him trying to imagine something morbid or something gruesome to try and make his boner go away, but the only thing that he could imagine was you; on top of him, sweating and huffing, "You okay?"

"Huh?" Peter snapped his eyes open to see your eyes boring into his, "Uh, y-yeah. Yeah, I'm good."

"Good." You smiled, giving a side of Peter's chest a small pat or two before getting up. Lending a hand out to help him up, "Up, up, up."

"Right," Peter gave you a small nervous smile, grasping your hand with his. Peter placing a hand behind himself to help himself up so he wouldn't have you pull such a big weight, but he didn't know that you would tug so hard. Tugging so hard that Peter stumbled onto his two feet and his body was pressed against yours.

"Uh, hi," Peter gave you a nervous smile, his ears turning a bit pink at how close the two of you were.

"Hey." You smiled, giving his hand a small squeeze that was pressed between the two of you.

"Hi," Peter repeats again to which sent a wave of giggles to erupt from you, making his face get warmer and warmer.

"You already said that."

"Right," Peter trailed off before he was interrupted by the multiple sounds of clapping. The two teenagers snapping their heads to the noise and quickly stepped away from each other when noticing Tony Stark watching the two of you like hawks.

"Mr. Stark," Peter squeaked out.

"Hey." You greeted the billionaire with a small wave of your hand.

"Hey, yourself," Tony says with a side smirk before motioning his pointer finger between the two of you, "Something you two want to tell me?"

"Uh, no." You pursed your lips together with a shake of your head.

"Really?" Tony questions, asking one last time as if that was gonna convince you to pour out everything on what the two of you were just doing.

"Really." You deadpanned, helping yourself out of the boxing ring.

"Tell that to Peter's embarrassing boner," Tony points out, pointing towards the male teenager.

"Tony." You exclaimed with disbelief that Tony would throw Peter under the bus.

"I-I should get going," Peter stutters, covering the front part of his pajamas as he rushed off of the boxing ring and towards the entrance of the training room.

"Peter, if that boner is saying something about your attraction towards me then you can take me out after you handle your situation." You called out after Peter who stopped rushing and turned around to face you.

"Really?" Peter asked with a smile.

"Really." You laughed at the situation that the two of you were in, well Peter was in.

"How about you handle that first," Tony points towards Peter's situation.

"Right," Peter blushes saying a quick sorry to Mr. Stark and gave you one last embarrassing smile before practically running out of the training room.

"What?" You questioned when Tony gave you a look that you couldn't put your hand on what the expression was.

Instead of answering you, he gave you a scoff with a shake of his head, "Teenagers."

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Surprise Attack ▾ Tom Holland

Note: This imagine is inspired from Ellen DeGeneres who scares her guests on her talk show called The Ellen DeGeneres Show. I know Tom Holland was never on Ellen (for some reason), so this imagine is a big AU. Gonna do a part two, meaning that I’m gonna write it in the significant other’s interview. This imagine is gonna be in (Y/N) interview and part two to this imagine is gonna be in Tom Holland’s interview.

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So here you were. Sitting on a couch in the backstage of the Ellen DeGeneres Show because your manager called you a few days ago about Ellen Degeneres wanting you to be on her talk show. You have just finished your coffee and thrown away the plastic cup because it was a long day today and you needed something to wake you up.

To kill time, you went thru your Twitter feed and posted a video or two on Snapchat and spammed your fans with a couple of picture on Instagram. A smile starting to tug from the corner of your lips when seeing a notification from your almost two-year relationship boyfriend, Tom Holland on Skype. Pressing on the notification and your phone blacked out for a millisecond and then brought you to the Skype app.

A little laugh escaping past your lips when seeing Harrison’s face on your phone screen instead of your boyfriend’s face.

“Hey, Haz.” You greeted your boyfriend’s best friend with a smile and a small wave into the phone.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Haz smiles into your boyfriend’s phone.

“Quick question: Why do you have my boyfriend’s phone?” You questioned, leaning back into the comfortable couch.

“Your boyfriend was taking a quick shit, but I think he’s don-”

“Dude!!” A laugh escaping your lips when seeing and hearing your boyfriend running from behind Haz, snatch his phone back, pushed Haz to the side before running to whatever direction.

“I wasn’t doing anything, love,” Tom answered while running. A giggle leaving your mouth when hearing Haz laughing in the background. You watched on your phone screen as your boyfriend entered into what looks like the bathroom, closed and locked the door, “Anyways, what are doing?”

“Nothing.” You answered, turning your phone around to show Tom what you were doing, “Just sitting on this comfy couch and waiting for my cue to go up on to the talk show.”

“(Y/N),” You manager says, popping her head around the corner, “You’ve got to get going.”

“Thank you.” You gave your manager a smile and a nod of your head before turning your attention towards the screen, “Hey, babe. I’ve got to get going.”

“Okay, love you, love,” Tom says with a big cheeky smile, a flicker of something passed thru his eyes, but you didn’t mention it.

“Love you.” You smiled into the phone, giving the camera a kiss before saying one last see ya later because the two of you didn’t like saying goodbye before ending the Skype call. You stood up from the couch before starting to walk beside your manager and started to walk towards the entrance of the talk show. You waited for your name to be called before walking down the steps and walked over to Ellen, giving her a hug before you two took your seats.

“Oh, this seat is also comfortable.” You comment, getting comfortable in the white seat.

“it is, isn’t it?” Ellen questions with a smile, slightly bouncing in her seat before you started to bounce in your seat a bit. Your slightly curled hair bouncing with each small jolt you made from bouncing on the seat. After the two of you were done bouncing in your seats, the two of you decided to talk about stuff happening in your life. Movies, upcoming movies, getting parts, childhood, hobbies, and such.

“So Jurassic World was a big movie in 2015,” Ellen says after the commercial break was over.

“It was.” You answered back with a nod, adjusting in your seat to get comfortable before crossing one leg over the other, “The cast was amazing, very amazing people and the sets were awesome. Like I got to go to Hawaii, sure I didn’t tour around Hawaii, but the Hawaii environment was beautiful.”

"Can you give us a little about your character?" Ellen asks, waving her hand towards you.

"Yeah, sure." You agreed, thinking for a few seconds about what to say about your character before speaking, "Violet O'Neil, is the youngest animal expert -besides Owen- and is like a little sister to Owen. Owen and Violet use their animal skills to save Zach and Gray -Clarie's nephews- and the rest of the tourists out of the park. Throughout the movie, Zach and Violet are flirting back and forth and in the end, the two end up kissing."

"You got to kiss Nick Robinson?!" Ellen exclaimed, smiling ear to ear.

"I did." You laughed, adjusting your navy blue dress. A picture of you and Nick kissing with the sunlight behind the two of you, appeared on the large screen behind Ellen and you, "I did get to kiss Nick Robinson, but there's wasn't anything that happened between the two of us after that."

"You two just stayed friends?"

"Yeah, we stayed friends." You answered with a nod of your head.

"So what was your favorite scene throughout the movie?" Ellen asked, "Besides going to Hawaii."

"My favorite scene was the one that I had to train and play around with the baby Argentinosaurus." You answered before a scream escaped your lips when someone dressed in an Argentinosaurus costume jumped out from the box beside the two of you. The Argentinosaurus costumed person, quickly getting out of the box before shuffling backstage, "What the- why did you do that!?"

You softly smacked Ellen's knee as she kept on laughing, like holding her stomach kind of laughing. You holding a hand over your heart to steady your racing heart as a picture of you petting the side of a baby Argentinosaurus appeared on the screens.

"That was awesome," Ellen chuckled, her laugh dying down as a few chuckles escaped her lips.

"I forgot that you do that to pretty much every guest you have on your show." You say, a huff escaping your lips as the crowd and Ellen calmed down from their laughing fit.

"Besides scaring you to death," Ellen chuckles, "I'm gonna have you answer a few questions from the crowd if that's alright with you."

"I'll try to answer the questions the best I can." You say with a smile before starting to answer questions from the crowd. A few questions later of asking about your hobbies, your favorite things and asking about other stuff and question caught your attention for a bit.

"How are you and Tom?" A girl that looked to be around the age of eleven asked you in a small voice.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" You asked with a smile.

"Lucy," The little girl named Lucy answers with a shy voice.

"What a beautiful name." You compliment before answering the question, "Tom and I are doing pretty good."

"Oh, yeah. I forgot that you had a boyfriend," said Ellen. You laughing a little at Ellen, "Tell me something about the two of you. Anything special coming up?"

"Our two-year anniversary is coming up pretty soon." You hint towards Ellen.

"You two have been together for two years? Already!" Ellen exclaimed as you laugh. You nodded your head before a slide of the two of being together started to appear and disappear on the screens. You feeling you cheeks getting warm when the crowd started to awe when seeing a few pictures of you and Tom being very cuddly.

"Yeah, we have. Kind of surprising because Tom is busy with interviews and making movies and I'm on the other side of the country doing movies and interviews that we kind of don't have enough time." You answered with a sad smile, "It's pretty hard to Skype because of different time zones, but we make it work."

"You really love him, don't you," Ellen states more than questions.

"I do." You answered, nodding your head, "I really do love him. I was just Skyping with him before."

"You were?" Ellen questions as you nodded your head with a hum. Another small scream escaping your lips when someone from behind you scared you. You quickly turning around to see who it was before a smile was plastered on your lips when seeing your boyfriend of almost two years behind you, laughing. You quickly getting out of the seat and rushing over to your boyfriend to tightly hug him.

"What are you doing here?" You questioned into Tom's ear as the crowd kept on cheering.

"What does it look like? I came to visit you, love," Tom answers before the two of you pulled away and started to sit down on the couch.

"Do you two want a bigger couch?" Ellen asked as Tom sat down in the seat.

"Sur-" You start to say but was interrupted when Tom pulled you onto his lap, "Tom!"

"I missed you," Tom cooed, nuzzling his nose into your hair. You feeling your face getting warmer as the audience awed at the two of you.

"I hate you." You joked with a smile, tugging the end of your dress.

"I love you too," Tom says before placing a kiss on your cheek.

"Aren't these two just adorable!?!"

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Panic Attacks ▾ Peter Parker

Note; This imagine is inspired from Stiles Stilinski (Dylan O'Brien) and Lydia Martin (Holland Roden) kiss scene from Teen Wolf in season 3, episode 11 where Stiles was having the panic attack in the middle of the hallway of Beacon Hills High School school. This imagine takes place after the Captian America: Civil War movie and their problems are solved in this imagine. The reader is Wanda and Pietro’s Maximoff little sister, who is normal and going to Peter’s high school. Pietro is alive in this imagine. Your welcome. Also, sorry if the Russian words in the story are wrong. Google translate can be stupid sometimes. Doesn’t matter which Peter Parker in this imagine.

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‘Wanda has been kidnapped.’ Pietro texted you in the middle of the second period of class.

‘WHAT!!’ You quickly texted back to your brother from the corner of your eye, you see Peter turning his head towards you to see what you were doing, ‘What do you mean Wanda’s been kidnapped!?’

‘Meaning that the kidnappers want to use Wanda as a weapon to get rid of the Avengers.’ Pietro types back in a matter of seconds. Your hands start to shake like crazy and your breathing starts to get a little heavy as Pietro takes a bit of his time to text you. You tucking your shaking hands underneath the desk as Peter sent you a worried look thru his eye with the expression of wanting to know what was happening. You placed your head on the top of the desk, letting out a little sigh when the cold desktop felt cool against your forehead, ‘Don’t worry the team and I are heading now to save her.’

‘Come back safe with Wanda, брат. (brother.)’ You text your brother back with slightly shaky hands.

‘Will do, Детская сестра. (baby sister.)’ Pietro texts back before you quickly shoved your phone into the back pocket of your jeans. You leaned against the back of the chair as your breathing slowed down a bit, you looking to the side to see Peter with the same worried expression from before.

‘Later.’ You mouthed towards your best friend as you tried to get comfortable in the seat. Peter gave you a hesitant, slow nod of his head before looking towards the front of the room, giving you side glances ever once in a while for the rest of the classes until lunch. When the bell rang for the students to go to lunch, you hitched your backpack over your shoulder and made your way out of the class with Peter beside you.

The two of you walked and talked in the crowded hallway until you stopped when feeling the buzz from the back pocket of your jeans. Quickly fetching the phone out from your denim trousers, your heart stopped when reading the text message that was sent from Tony.

‘Pietro was captured, (Y/N). We will save him and Wanda. Alive.’

You didn’t care what the rest of the text said, the only thing running thru your mind was that Wanda was kidnapped and now Pietro was captured and if they aren’t alive like how they will be then you will have no family left and that would devastate you to the very end.

“(Y/N)?” Your best friend’s voice breaks you out of your trance, “What wrong?”

“It’s-It’s-It’s Wanda and Pietro.” You speak with a shaky stuttering voice, your hand starting to violently shake as you successfully put your phone into the front pocket of your jeans, “They, uh, they’ve been captured.”

“But the team will rescue them. The team will rescue them, right?” Peter questions, stepping forward so he was a couple foot away from you. You didn’t answer him as your breathing started to get a little heavier and your vision was starting to get a little woozy, “(Y/N)? (Y/N)! (Y/N), what’s wrong?”

You lifted your hands up to your eyes to try and get your vision steady, but nothing was working. You shut your eyes as the noise in the hallway was starting to give you a headache and you felt light headed at the same time, ”(Y/N), you okay? What is it? What's wrong? (Y/N).”

You opened your eyes as your shaky hands lifted up to your head, your best friend's voice echoing as ou tried to calm yourself down. Key word: tried, "I think I'm having a panic attack."

"Okay, okay," Peter says in a somewhat calming, yet panicking voice. An idea quickly coming to his mind as you shut your eyes again, you felt Peter quickly grasp your hand and tug you two out of the empty hallway then into the boy's locker that was always open for some weird reason.

You dropped your backpack to the side as Peter did the same before helping you towards a side of the lockers. You shakingly drop down to the ground on your knees as Peter sat across from you. Being in a quiet place was somewhat helping you, but just as you thought you were starting to calm down, the panic attack decided to continue on.

"Just-Just-Just think of something. Anything else," Peter quickly tells you as your breathing was starting to get heavier and was starting to get faster.

"Like what?" You questions as tears started to brim the edge of your eyes.

"Oh no, please don't cry. Please don't cry," Peter pleads before taking your hands in his, "Happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. Good things. Friends, puppies, the Avengers, family- wait no, not family. Just-Just try to copy my breathing."

You nodded your head and tried to copy Peter's slow breathing, but you shook your head when you weren't able to, "Peter. Peter, it's not working. It's not working. I can't, I can't."

"(Y/N), (Y/N) hey look at me. Shh, look at me. Shh, look at me, (Y/N)," Peter says, taking your face in his large hands with his thumb softly moving across your cheek with his, somehow, perfect shade of dark brown eyes staring into your eyes. Taking a big leap of faith of hoping for this to work and for you to not reject him, Peter crashed his lips against yours with closed eyes. You not noticing how you held your breath as you closed your eyes and raised your hands up to grasp both of his wrists.

For a second Peter was going to pull away as a blushing, rambling mess because he thought you were going to push him away but slowly relaxed when you started to kiss him back with just as much as affection. Kissing for what felt like forever, but in reality was for a few seconds, you two pulled away and Peter started to blush five shades darker when you rested your forehead against his and somehow with your hands being held with his.

You let out a breath, giving Peter's hand a small squeeze before asking the million dollar question, "H-How'd you do that?"

"I-I read once that holding in your breath can stop a panic attack," Peter half lied. Half being true about holding your breath, but the other half was just because he wanted to kiss you, "So when I kissed you, you held your breath."

"I did?" You questioned as Peter nodded his head, answering back with a, yeah, you did., "Thanks. That was smart."

"It's-It's no problem," Peter blushes before giving your hand a small squeeze as the two of you leaned against the lockers with your hands still held together. Peter taking another leap of faith as he spoke up, but instead he started to ramble like crazy and he couldn't stop himself, "I like you, (Y/N). I've liked you since you joined the Avengers and my crush for you got even bigger when founding out that you're very intelligent and your Russian accent is very hot- but anyways I like you because-"

Soft flesh.

That's what shut Peter up when your soft lips placed against his. Not even a second later, Peter was kissing you back with his hand holding your cheek and after a few minutes of you almost running out of oxygen, you pulled away. Giggling a little when Peter tried to reconnect your lips together, but you gave him a quick peck on the lips before pulling away and resting your head on the side of his chest.

"You ramble too much." You spoke up with a smile. You couldn't see, but you probably would have guessed that Peter was blushing, "Don't worry, I like you too."

Peter opened his mouth to ask, but hesitated for a second before speaking, "Does that make me your boyfriend?"

"I don't know, does that make me your girlfriend." You question with a small smile, looking up at your new boyfriend.

"Yes."

"Then yes."

"большая Сестра!! большой брат!! (Big sister!!) (Big brother!!)" You shouted, running towards your older twins after Peter swung you two to the new tower that Tony decided to build somewhere in the woods of New York. Your older siblings opened their arms as you ran towards them full speed. Not as fast Pietro, but fast enough to almost knocking the wind out of the two.

When pulling away from the two, you started to look at the two for any major injuries and when not finding any, you started to scold the two like a mother scolding their kids for breaking a window, "О чем вы думали?! Ты почти дал мне сердечный приступ, когда Пьетро переписывались меня, что вы были похищены, Ванда, а затем я начал паниковать, когда Тони переписывались меня, что вы были захвачены тоже Pietro!! (What were you thinking?!) (You almost gave me a heart attack when Pietro texted me that you were kidnapped, Wanda and then I started to panic when Tony texted me that you were captured too, Pietro!!)"

The other Avengers decided to tune out the conversation and watch with amusement when Wanda and Pietro gave you guilty looks like kids in trouble and listened to you rant on whatever you were ranting on about to the twins.

"Something you want to tell me, Underoos?" Tony Stark asked the young Avenger with his metal suit crossed arms.

"Uh, me and (Y/N) are dating now," Peter answers with a blissful sigh as you kept on ranting in Russian to your older siblings.

"WHAT?!"

"Peter. Run."

"Right."

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Six Points of Success ▾ Tom Holland

Note; This imagine is a little bit of an AU of the Spider-Man Homecoming Comic-Con event in San Diego. I got the idea from Bart Kwan and Geo Antoinette on JustKiddingNews. Adding another point of Success. If you’re wondering what the video is called, it’s called “McDonald's Workers Are NOT Losers! ft. Timothy DeLaGhetto & David So”.

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Thomas Stanley "Tom" Holland

20-year-old English actor and dancer from Kingston Upon Thames, United Kingdom, and award winner. Tom Holland is like any normal twenty-year-old.

You know, besides being an award winner, an actor, and a dancer.

Tom Holland was the type of guy that wasn’t afraid of your relationship. If there was a picture that he really liked of the two of you or just you, he would post the picture on Twitter or Instagram. As for the fans, the fans support the two of you since day one because of how adorable and in love the two of you were. The fans loving you just as much because of how you were able to spend time with them and get Tom’s attention. There is some hate once in a while, but nothing crazy.

As for today, today was the day that was crazy.

Today was the day to go to the Comic-Con International for the upcoming Spiderman: Homecoming Premiere in San Deigo in 2017.

You are going to the premiere as the supporting girlfriend you are and going as the second main character in the movie as well. Tom didn't know who was gonna be playing the second main character, but he did know that the person would be a girl because the second main character was a female character. He was ecstatic when hearing the news of you being the second main character. Not only did he have his girlfriend on set, he had his very best friend on set with him also.

You.

The outfit today was nothing special. Nothing glittery, nothing eye-popping, nothing that big of a deal to become news the next day. You just stuck to a black skirt with black spandex shorts underneath, a black top with your hair down, light makeup, an accessory or two and your favorite pair of shoes.

You can blame Tom for wanting to match outfits with him.

So here you were, backstage with the rest of the Spiderman: Homecoming cast and talking to Zendaya and Laura about girl stuff as Tom was called onto the Comic-Con stage and then the director of the movie.

“(Y/N), you’re up,” A backstage person says as you said your see ya laters to the girls and the guys. You waited on the side of the of the stage before hopping up the stairs and onto the stage with a mic in hand when hearing your name being called. You gave the very big crowd a smile when the cheers grew louder, waving at them before stopping beside Tom and director of the Spiderman: Homecoming movie.

You watching as the rest of the cast came onto the stage talked for a bit before starting to answer questions from fans in the crowd. A certain question being asked from a fan and more specifically for you.

"I was wondering if it was your idea to match outfits with Tom today?" The fan asked with a small smile, looking up towards you.

"It was actually Tom's idea to match outfits today. Him saying and I quote," You looked over to your boyfriend to see him with a cheeky innocent smile before let out a little laugh and saying the next few words in your best British accent, "Wouldn't we look cute, love?"

"But don't we look cute, though?" Tom asked towards into the mic, looking at you as he asked the crowd. You giving your boyfriend a little shake of your head with a smile as the room agreed with Tom. The next question also being asked towards you.

"(Y/N), I've seen some of your Instagram posts and I see that you rap in some of your posts," The fan states into the mic. You nodded your head and answered back with a little yes into the microphone you had in your hand, "I was wondering if you can rap a bit for us?"

"I don't know." You answered back with an unsure smile, rocking on the  heels of your feet- well, shoes.

"(Y/N), I didn't know you could rap," Zendaya says with a surprised tone and a smile.

"This I gotta hear," Laura says as the crowd started to cheer for you to rap a song, a laugh erupting from you when the cast members started to cheer along with the crowd.

"Come on, love. You gotta rap for them," Tom says after you looked over to your boyfriend with an expression of help me.

"Wait, you heard her rap before?!" Zendaya exclaimed, fake being taken back a bit.

"All the time," Tom answers with a cheeky smile, "Come on, babe."

"Fine." You exclaimed, letting out a fake heavy sigh as the crowd and the cast cheered, "What should I sing then, Tom?"

"How about Monster, Nicki Minaj's rap," Tom suggest as you gave your boyfriend a light head shook and a smile because he knew that was one of your favorite parts to rap.

"Okay, Nicki Minaj's rap of Monster it is." You agreed as the crowd broke out into cheer and started to get quiet for you to start rapping, "Can I get my phone for music first?" You stalled for a few seconds before thanking one the backstage crew who handed you your phone. You quickly getting music and waited for the right beat. The room was dead silent until your voice rapping Nicki Minaj's part of Monster broke the silence.

"Pull up in the monster automobile gangster. With a bad b- that came from Sri Lanka. Yeah, I’m in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka. You could be the King, but watch the Queen conquer. First things first, I’ll eat your brains then Imma start rocking gold teeth and fangs. Cause that’s what a mother monster do, hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster do. Monster Giuseppe heel, that’s the monster shoe. Young Money is the roster and the monster crew and I’m all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face and if I’m fake, I ain't notice cause my money ain't." You finished the rap all while blocking the inappropriate words. You let out a small breath from all the rapping as the crowd broke out into applause, you gave the crowd a big smile before bowing forward.

"That. Was. AWESOME!!" Zendaya cries out in joy as the crowd and the cast burst into cheers of agreement.

“Would you look at that? The crowd loves me more than you, Tom.” You teased into the mic, looking at your boyfriend with an innocent smile.

“What?! No way, love,” Tom protest with a cheeky smile. A few people in the crowd cheering a little bit when hearing Tom calling you by one of the many pet names that the two of you have for each other.

“I’m pretty sure, babe.” You answered with a small smile and a nod of your head as half the crowd broke into cheers of how open your two’s relationship are.

“Wanna find out?” The male at the stand asked as the crowd broke out into cheers of the agreement.

“Let’s find out,” Tom says as you looked over to your boyfriend with a smile. Tom already looking at you with adoration and love in his dark brown eyes.

“Let’s find out then.” You answered before the two of you looked over to the man behind the Comic-Con stand.

“Alright,” The male says before the director walked to the two of you and made the two of you stand side to side.

“Let the better significant other, win,” Tom says to you and not into the mic. You gave your boyfriend a small smile before shaking your head.

“You know I’m gonna win this,” You answered before adjusting the mic in your hand.

“I think not,” Tom corrects before the competition started.

“Tom Holland,” The director says, lifting a hand above Tom’s head. You smiling a bit when hearing a decent amount of noise coming from the crowd. You pursed your lips together to stop the smile from forming on your lips as you nodded your head.

"(Y/N) (L/N)," The director waves his hand over your head as the noise from the crowd went crazy. You nodded your head with both your hands in the air all while making hands motions for the noise to get louder, to which it did get louder. You looked over to your boyfriend to see Tom with a fake offended look as the cast cheered along with the crowd.

"(Y/N), I think your boyfriend needs some cheering up," Jacob teases as you looked over at your boyfriend to see him pouting with slightly crossed arms. You shuffled over to your boyfriend and threw your arms around his neck to pull him into a quick tight hug also with many apology kisses on the cheek.

"I love you, baby." You mumbled into Tom's ear, feeling one of your boyfriend's arm wrap themselves around your waist and the other held onto the mic.

"I love you too, love," Tom says, giving you a peck on the cheek before pulling away with a cheeky smile. You raised one of your eyebrows on what he was gonna do before your face broke out into shock when your British boyfriend spoke into the microphone, "I would feel super loved if you gave me the Six Points of Success."

"The Six Points of Success?!" Tony asked in confusion as the room broke the silence with their murmurs.

"This is some secret stuff that we're not supposed to reveal." You exclaimed into the microphone that was held by your betraying boyfriend.

"Go," Tom says into with a cheeky relaxing smile, waiting for you to do the Six Points of Success.

"No, we got to continue," You point out, not really wanting to show the world about what you and Tom do after solving your fights, which is rare, but you two just do this for fun sometimes because of the minimal fights the two of you have.

"Go," Tom says with the same smile, not backing down from the secret he decided to share with the world.

"Are you serious right now?!" You exclaimed with a small blush on your cheeks as the crowd started to chant for you to do the Six Points of Success, even though they didn't know what it was. Not even the cast knew what the Six Points of Success was. After a few seconds of debating if you should or not, you decided to just do it anyways. With each kiss, Tom would have to count the point.

"One." Kiss on the right cheek.

"Two." Kiss on the forehead.

"Three." Kiss on the left cheek.

"Four." Kiss on the chin.

"Five." Kiss on the nose.

"Six." Kiss on the lips.

You pulled away from your boyfriend as the noise from the crowd and cast was tuned out for a few seconds as the two of you just stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds. You being the first one to look away so you could hide your head onto the side of his neck with both your arms wrapped around his torso, Tom smiling big when feeling the warmness coming from your face.

"I hate you so much." You tell him into the ear so nobody can hear the two of you, not really meaning it. You only just saying that because of him revealing the thing that you two would do for fun and revealing it worldwide.

"No, you don't," Tom says with a little laugh into your ear, you hearing the awwing from everybody around you.

Tom feeling the smile of your lips forming on his skin, "Fine, I love you."

"I love you too, love."