p style="max-width: 100%; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, '.SFNSText-Regular', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; border-color: #dddddd !important;"A/N: this is the version of Spider-Man who is portrayed by Tom Holland. /p
p style="max-width: 100%; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, '.SFNSText-Regular', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; border-color: #dddddd !important;" /p
p style="max-width: 100%; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, '.SFNSText-Regular', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; border-color: #dddddd !important;"It was a Friday night, and y/n's friends decided it would be a good idea to hangout. So there y/n was, cuddled into the blanket that was provided from the back of the couch. Peter and Ned were having a game of poker on the coffee table, while y/n watched reruns of Supernatural. May had left since her coworkers were throwing a party for her bosses birthday, so she couldn't cook for them. Hence why, they all thought pizza would be a better option, the last time Ned and y/n tried cooking they somehow burned the pasta. The bell rang and Ned shot up, "Imma get the pizza! Last time you got it and dropped it before you even got to the kitchen." Peter rolled he's eyes and mumbled, "I'm telling you, It was really hot." Y/n rolled their eyes at their childish behaviour, "Ned! Do you even nave money for that pizza?" Ned stopped walking to the door, "shit!" "My wallet is in my bag!" Peter yelled up the stairs. Y/n looked down at Peter who was currently counting all his chips. Peter looked up at them and smiled, "are you sure you don't want to play? We aren't that far in, you can join in now before the game gets serious." "Nah, I would rather admire you playing." Y/n leaned down to kiss his nose. They didn't notice Ned walk in with the pizza in one hand and Peters bag in the other, "you guys are cheesier than this pizza, I swear. Peter, I gotta question for you." Ned puts both pizza and bag down and slowly and dramatically opens the bag, he pulls out the famous red and blue suit, "the fuck is this doing in your bag?" Peters face goes pink, "it's ummm... for a convention? Definitely not what you think it is that's for sure." Y/n gets up and takes the uniform from Ned's hands, "cut the crap Spider-Boy, god knows you don't go to conventions unless the Star Wars cast is involved. They definitely aren't coming, I know you would have asked Ned and I to be in a tauntaun costume with you." Ned held in a laugh knowing that was true, "so just tell us you are Spider-Man, Man of Spiders, Spider-Boy, Spiderling, Web-Slinger... you get the point and let em style="max-width: 100%; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; color: inherit !important; border-color: #dddddd !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"me,/em your best friend, try on the suit!" Y/n wrapped their arms around Peters waist and kissed his neck, "then, let em style="max-width: 100%; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; color: inherit !important; border-color: #dddddd !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"me/em, your lover, try on the onesie!" "It's not a onesie!"/p
p style="max-width: 100%; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, '.SFNSText-Regular', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; border-color: #dddddd !important;" /p
p style="max-width: 100%; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, '.SFNSText-Regular', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; border-color: #dddddd !important;"It was a Friday night, and y/n's friends decided it would be a good idea to hangout. So there y/n was, cuddled into the blanket that was provided from the back of the couch. Peter and Ned were having a game of poker on the coffee table, while y/n watched reruns of Supernatural. May had left since her coworkers were throwing a party for her bosses birthday, so she couldn't cook for them. Hence why, they all thought pizza would be a better option, the last time Ned and y/n tried cooking they somehow burned the pasta. The bell rang and Ned shot up, "Imma get the pizza! Last time you got it and dropped it before you even got to the kitchen." Peter rolled he's eyes and mumbled, "I'm telling you, It was really hot." Y/n rolled their eyes at their childish behaviour, "Ned! Do you even nave money for that pizza?" Ned stopped walking to the door, "shit!" "My wallet is in my bag!" Peter yelled up the stairs. Y/n looked down at Peter who was currently counting all his chips. Peter looked up at them and smiled, "are you sure you don't want to play? We aren't that far in, you can join in now before the game gets serious." "Nah, I would rather admire you playing." Y/n leaned down to kiss his nose. They didn't notice Ned walk in with the pizza in one hand and Peters bag in the other, "you guys are cheesier than this pizza, I swear. Peter, I gotta question for you." Ned puts both pizza and bag down and slowly and dramatically opens the bag, he pulls out the famous red and blue suit, "the fuck is this doing in your bag?" Peters face goes pink, "it's ummm... for a convention? Definitely not what you think it is that's for sure." Y/n gets up and takes the uniform from Ned's hands, "cut the crap Spider-Boy, god knows you don't go to conventions unless the Star Wars cast is involved. They definitely aren't coming, I know you would have asked Ned and I to be in a tauntaun costume with you." Ned held in a laugh knowing that was true, "so just tell us you are Spider-Man, Man of Spiders, Spider-Boy, Spiderling, Web-Slinger... you get the point and let em style="max-width: 100%; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; color: inherit !important; border-color: #dddddd !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"me,/em your best friend, try on the suit!" Y/n wrapped their arms around Peters waist and kissed his neck, "then, let em style="max-width: 100%; text-shadow: none !important; box-shadow: none !important; color: inherit !important; border-color: #dddddd !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"me/em, your lover, try on the onesie!" "It's not a onesie!"/p