#peter xreader

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

For: @mcukinkbingo​

Square Filled: hotel room

keeping the aesthetic under the cut jic

Female Pronouns. 

My first angst. Might do a part two if enough people want it

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 it was supposed to be a casual ride down by the lakeside. Something you did all the time, you were both experienced riders nothing should have gone wrong. But in a twist of fate your horse had been spooked by a something in the woods and you had been thrown off. Your head had hit the ground with a sickening thud that had Peter dismounting before his horse had even stopped.

Your horse long gone Peter had carried you back on his. The castle had stilled when he carried you through the main gates. The beloved queen, lying unconscious in her lover's arms. You had been placed under 24 hour watch in the medic bay, the doctors saying you were asleep for an indefinite amount of time. The kingdom fell into despair. What were they to do without you. The queen so helpful and caring you had been dubbed Queen (Y/N) the Selfless.  

Thankfully it was only a week later when Peter was pulled away from his meeting to see you had woken up. And there you were, sitting up in bed. Your hair falling around your face and your eyes wide. Peter watched as your lips began to form the first words he would hear you speak in a week.

“Who are you?”

All the air was knocked out Peter’s lungs. It couldn’t be. You were right there, with the light from the midday sun shining around you like a halo. His angel, who couldn’t remember him. Things really weren’t going his way this week.

Slowly you were reintroduced to your life. The dresses and food you accepted readily enough, horse riding you even enjoyed which came as a surprise to no one. Before your accident, you were told, You and Peter used to go for rides almost everyday . It was the fact that you were married to a king, the high king no less that you couldn’t get your head around.

Why would a king be interested in you? A village girl if you remembered correctly (which could be wrong your memory wasn’t the greatest at the moment). Your relationship with the king was a mystery, how had you meet? What had made him so interested in you? How did you start courting? Why you? What had been so special about you that a royal had wanted more? And the one question that bugged you the most, did you still have it?

You couldn’t deny that Peter was attractive and kind. In your memories from before you remembered people telling stories about the high king as a child. Even then he had been strong and brave. Ready to lead people into a fight against a great evil. You had never seen the king before having lived in a village far away from Cair Paravel, but somehow you had stumbled upon each other. It was the one story that no one knew saying that you and Peter had both refused to tell it, and asking Peter made you nervous you stumbled over your words even to the staff.

You were currently sitting in what you were told was your throne at a council meeting. They were discussing more trade routes between two narnia and a far off land, you weren’t paying much attention too busy concentrating on a faint memory in the back of your mind. It felt like when you wanted a grape but it was just out of your reach. You clawed at the memory hoping that you would be able to reach it. But you could barely scraped the sides. You were so concentrated on your memories that you didn’t notice the meeting was over. Peter placed a gentle hand on your shoulder making you jump.

“Are you okay?” He asked “I noticed you zoning out in the meeting”

You nodded accepting the hand offered to you.

“You can tell me if you're not, I just want you to be happy”

 ~

You and peter were standing underneath a willow tree in a riverbank. Peter was holding your hands.

“I was hoping you would come to the castle and meet my family. I’ve been talking about you so much and they want to put a name to a face”

You hesitated. Sure you really like Peter but he was a king and they were the royal family. The saviours of Narnia. You were just you. Noticing your hesitation Peter quickly said

“It’s ok if you're not ready, I just want you to be happy”

You had quickly nodded your head though.

“Their your family no matter how scary they are to me I want them to approve of me”

“Just be yourself” Peter reassured you “They’ll love you”

 ~

“(Y/N)? (Y/N)? Hey you there?” Peter asked waving a hand in front of your face, half teasing half worried. You blinked once.

“I remembered something.” You said quietly “You were asking me to meet your family”

“Under the willow” Peter replied “I remember that, you were so nervous when the day came. You were dressed up in the nicest dress you owned and your hair was in this really bad braid.”

As Peter talked the memories came back to you. You remembered the awful mustard yellow dress you wore to the castle and how your nicely done braid had fallen out on the ride over. Your dress had had mud stains on the hem from having to drag your horse through a puddle on your way over.

“Oh my god” you mumbled hiding your face in your hands “what was I thinking?”

“You were being yourself” Peter said moving your hands so that he could look into your eyes “and I was right they loved you”

Since you had woken up the castle had been working tirelessly to get ready for a ball to celebrate and now a week later it was ready. But were you? You stood in front of the mirror in the chambers, that had been given to you upon the realisation that you had no idea who Peter was, staring at yourself. The maids had dressed you in a pale blue dress and your hair was neatly brushed and braided to the side. You looked like a princesses and you were expected to act like one.

As the guards escorted you to the great hall the butterflies in your stomach turned to knots and by the time you were there tears were welling up in your eyes. Peter noticed immediately. Of course he did, the boy knew you better than you did. The thought made a sob escape your lips.

“Hey what's wrong?” Peter asked softly brushing a stray hair out of your face.

“I don’t know what to do” You sobbed. Peter wasted no time in pulling you close. You wrapped your hands around his waist and cried into his shoulder. He stroked your hair as he waited for you to elaborate.

“Everyone’s going to expect me to have these impeccable manners and know which fork to use and how to dance and I don’t remember any of that” You cried into Peter's shoulder.

“No one expects you to, it's amazing that you’ve remembered as much as you have in the past week. Just go in there and be yourself” he said trying to comfort you. Instead you broke down in tears again.

“Why don’t we skip the ball?” He offered taking a step back “I want to show you something”

Peter reached out to take your hand out of habit before he remembered. Instead his hand just kinds hung  awkwardly in the air, both of you unsure of what to do. Finally you decided to take a leap of faith. You reached out and took his hand from where it was floating in the air. He took a deep breath when you linked your fingers with his.

Peter lead you out to the stables at the back of the castle. He introduced you to an old pony at the back of the stables.

“This is jewel. She was the first pony you ever rode here” He told you patting her neck.

“How long ago was it that I came here?” You asked staring at the grey beauty in the stall.

“Hm” Peter hummed his thumb absentmindedly running over your knuckles “maybe 6 years ago?”

You were silent for a second before answering.

“Whatever we had must have been special for us to work for so long even if I don’t remember it. I do feel something between ud so I’m willing to give this a go”

1. Your hotness is distracting me.

2. I love you more than pizza.

3.why do you have to be so cute?

4.you wanna abracadabra with me?

5. Stop looking at me like that it’s making me horny.

6.You’re making it really hard for me not to kiss you right now.

7. Nice underwear/boxer.

8. Bite me, if you insist

9.why are you so comfy.

10. That’s my spot! I guess we have to share.

requested: 7 and 14 for Peter Hale 

7:  i’ve been watching you for quite some time

14:  just give me a chance

you walked through derek’s loft looking for him, you had a question that you thought he could answer better than stiles, as he always rambles about something, where as derek would either tell you to he didn’t know or answer with out any diddle dandle.

‘derek?’ you called no answer, so you walked further into the loft, you knew that if he was hear he would have heard you given that he was a werewolf, you thought about calling to see if peter was in but then you worried that he might try and kill you as he keeps looking at you oddly in pack meetings. you didn’t really need answer straight away.

you turned to leave when you heard a creak at the top of the stairs, and you knew i wouldn’t have been derek cause he sleeps downstairs your looking right at his bed.

against your better judgement you walk up the stairs to see show there, you thought maybe it’s just Cora or maybe it’s the age of the warehouse that he had chosen to live in, you got about half way up the steps when you heard another creak and you knew it had to be someone, so you ran up the remaining stairs, and tripped on the last stair and went flying forward.

but luckily someone caught you before you hit the floor, they pulled you away slightly, you placed your hands one their chest to steady yourself, they only let you stand with out a dizziness the fall caused. 

you looked at the stairs and then to the person who caught you, to thank them, and you see who it and think before you open your mouth cause it’s peter, ‘um i should....should go’ you say nervously ‘you could at least say thank you for stopping falling’ he says sarcastically ‘okay thanks for stopping from falling, even though it was your fault i fell anyway’ you looked at him in the eyes his sarcasm was something that you didn’t  right now ‘what do you mean my fault?’ he asked in a shocked expression ‘your the one that was creaking around up hear and i was thinking you could have been Cora’  you say as if it makes complete sense ‘i wasn’t creaking around’ you look at him and roll  your eyes ‘oh i’m sorry you were creeping around’ you turn to go back down the stairs when a thought crossed your mind

‘why where you creeping around up here, and why didn’t you answer and tell me derek wasn’t here when a called for him?’ he looked at you a little stumped as to what to respond with ‘were you watching me’ he looked a little confused as what to say ‘yes i’ve been watching you for a while now’  you look at him a little shocked ‘and why?’ you asked ‘because i care about you, you ask the right sort of questions in pack meeting, well the ones i chose to go, and your highly cleaver even without all the work that you do.’ he says ‘so you like me?’ you question stepping forward ever so slightly ‘yes, okay i like you’ peter rolls his eyes, you look at him and smile ‘you like me’ you say it as a statement more than a question this time, ‘look y/n just give me a chance and i’ll prove i’m good please’ you look at him, you’ve never seen him like this before in a matter of seconds he’d gone from sarcastic to pleading, almost venerable you look at him and walk up to him only leaving a small gap between the you and him.

‘and if i say yes what will you do’ you asked, this made peter smirk and lean in just enough that his lips brushed against yours ‘you’ll have to say yes to find out’ he smirked against your lips, your lips were only miller meters away from his  you smiled and placed a kiss on his lips which he gladly returned, the kiss became fast and hungry quite quickly making you pull away to breath ‘yes’ you say in a breathy voice 

 Prompt: The whole team is tired of you and Peter not confessing your feelings so tony takes the matter into his own hands.

a/n: yes I know I’m late in the Christmas fics but better late than sorry right? merry Christmas and happy holidays love you<3

warning: kissing 

 There are only 3 days till Christmas and all of the avengers were spread across the couches in the tv room. Watching Christmas movies since Stevie and Bucky missed a couple good ones.

Everyone in the tower was all in the holiday spirit. Especially Tony. He loved throwing parties and never missed an occasion to party. He didn't need to have the reason or know the holiday to throw a party. But this year he didn't want to throw one. He thought it would be nice if we just spent the holiday in peace. 

So here you are cuddling with Peter and sipping hot cocoa. Since Bucky and Sam were being babies and wanted a blanket each,  you had to share with Peter. Which you didn't mind at all.

 It would be a lie if you said that you didn’t have a slight crush on Peter. Okay, maybe slight isn’t the right word its more of a huge crush on him. 

“what do we watch next?” sam asked as he walked to the kitchen. “how about the grinch?” you suggested “yeah that’s a classic” Peter said smiling at you. 

“why did you call us here Tony?” Steve asked as the walked in the meeting room.

“yeah, and why isn't Y/n and Peter here? Shouldn't they be here too?” Clint asked getting a nod from Natasha who was sitting next to Sam and in front of him.

“ okay okay one question at a time,” Tony said as he plopped a blueberry in his mouth “ this meeting is actually about them" 

"what do you mean” Steve asked confused “ well didn't you guys ever notice the way they look at each other and how in love they are?” everyone nodded “ so what?” Steve said and Tony sighed “ so we have to get them together because it’s really annoyingly cute,” Tony said gagging in the end.

“what would like us to do?” Loki asked, “ thought you would never ask,” Tony said his grin getting wider. 

“mama bird come in mama bird,” said Tony into his walkie-talkie.  "Mama bird here over,“ Clint said hiding in the vents. 

"Will you idiots stop with these stupid code names and start!"Loki whispered/screamed. 

"calm down reindeer we need to know if the coast is clear” Loki rolled his eyes at Tony. 

“Ok, Doritos is the coast clear?” Clint asked, “who is Doritos?"Steve asked, "is that a reference?”

“Argg its gonna be a long night,” Loki said rubbing his temple. 

“ok everyone listens up it is the last time I'm gonna say it”. Tony said in the walkie talkie.

“we each have a bag full of mistletoes and we have to hang them all over the building. We have to put them everywhere, we have to make sure that Y/n and Peter walk under one and kiss." 

"this better work Stark” Sam commented as he placed the mistletoes.

“Why is there so many mistletoes in here?” you asked as you walked in the kitchen, luckily you didn’t walk into one with someone. 

“To get in the holiday spirit that’s all,” Tony said sipping his coffee. 

The kitchen was quite a bit too quiet well for the avengers at lease. Until you heard someone arguing. You and Natasha looked at each other with a raised eyebrows and looked at Tony who simply shrugged in response. 

The three of you went to the living room where you saw Clint and Loki under a MISLETOE. 

You couldn’t help but laugh at the situation since you knew that Clint isn’t very fond of Loki after the incident that happened in New York. Even if Loki had changed his ways Clint didn’t care, Loki was staying in the avenger’s tower because Thor had invited him to spend the holiday here.

You and Natasha looked at each other and burst of laughter. Tony had a hard time controlling it as well he had to cover his laughter in coughs since Loki and Clint glared at him the first time.

“what’s all the ruckus about? some people want to sleep” sam walked out with a very sleepy peter. who looked really cute with his bed hair and a sleepy smile. “Shit,” you thought “ it’s not the time to get distracted by Peter’s cuteness”. 

“oooh,” sam said with a huge grin on his face “ Loki the god of mischief has to kiss Legolas,” he said amused.

“I will not kiss this pathetic mortal” Loki hissed. “ same here and who you calling pathetic?” Clint walked in front of Loki chest raised. 

A loud booming voice was heard when turned you saw Thor get out of the elevator “ what is the problem fellow companions?” thor said frowning. He was a big puppy in a god’s body. 

“Loki and Clint walked under a mistletoe together and according to the ritual they have to kiss, ” Peter said matter of factly “but they don’t want to”. Thor laughed as he understood the situation and told Loki to just over with it. Loki and Clint kissed well it was more of a peck “ I  gotta wash my mouth with bleach now” Clint said walking away. 

During the day everyone was kissing everyone. After Loki and Clint, Steve and Tony had to kiss, then sam and bucky and then Natasha and Y/n. 

It was funny, but a bit annoying that you never got to do it Peter with you, you knew that he liked you but he never admitted it. 

You were on your way to your room when you bumped into Peter himself. You looked at him and smiled. 

Just when you about to leave someone called you “ Where do you think you’re going young lady” a voice came from behind you. It’s was Tony. 

“uhh, hi Tony,” you said “oh cut the slack Y/n, You know you and Peter are standing under a mistletoe” he pointed above both of your head. 

You looked at Peter he was beet red and you bet you were too, “ what are you waiting for” Tony asked with a raised eyebrow. 

You turned towards Peter as if you asked him if it was ok for you to kiss him. He looked at you asking for permission as well.

You smiled and leaned in, so did Peter. 

His lips were soft and the kiss was sweet but it still gave you butterflies. You didn’t want to stop but you had to just as you were about to pull away  Peter pulled you by the waist and kissed you again but more passionately this time, and you wrapped your hands around his neck. 

You broke the kiss when you remembered that Tony was still there. You looked at Peter still blushing not knowing what to say. “Y-y/n would you go out with me?” Peter asked, you pecked his lips and said yes(obviously).