Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- 3 worlds collide

PETER (2002)
MJ and I had been swinging around New York for an hour, both of us becoming extremely tired. Landing in her apartment, she stripped down, getting changed as I removed my suit, her smile visible.

"You know, Peter, you need to tell May about your powers. She deserves to-" Before MJ had a chance to finish her sentence, she was being whisked into a black-hole directly above us, her red hair flying all over the place and her hand gripping mine as I desperately used my webs to hold onto something, but nothing worked. 10 seconds later, both MJ and I were on the street, her hand tightly gipping my arm.

"What's that noise?" MJ asked as I gave her my jacket, her body shivering.

"I don't know. Let's go check it out." I held her hand as we raced to the cause of the noise, seeing a bunch of people causing damage to Times-Square.

"Peter...I suggest that you go get Spider-Man." MJ whispered to me as I looked at her.

"I can't." I whispered back, confusing MJ.

"Why not?" She looked at me, annoyed.

"I don't have my suit." I informed her, her face dropping as she placed a piece of her red hair behind her ear.

All of a sudden, a web shot down and stopped a car from hitting one of the electric billboards.

"What the hell?" MJ exclaimed as a man in a red and black landed a flip onto the street, his head observing the situation.

After the problem was resolved, people walked up to the man, thanking him.

"Spider-Man? Can I have a picture please?" A teenage girl asked, taking a picture.

"Uh, why did they just call him Spider-Man?" MJ asked, confused.

"I don't know." I looked on in confusion.

"I think we should go." I wrapped my hand around MJ's waist, using one of my webs to swing us away. I was glad that my powers still worked.

PETER (2013)
Landing beside Gwen, she gasped, jumping.

"Peter. You need to be more careful." She hit me before I swung her to my apartment.

We had been busy all day and I couldn't wait to be cuddling with Gwen in my arms. As we jumped onto my couch, a drink in our hands, I felt a sudden pull. Looking directly above me, I jumped up, trying to escape the black-hole that Gwen was being sucked into. Grabbing onto her hand, trying to avoid ripping her shirt off, we were both whisked up, finding ourselves outside on the side of a street 10 seconds later.

Getting up, I held Gwen's hand, our eyes darting around us.

"Something's weird." Gwen spoke as she tucked her blonde hair behind her ear.

"Well, let's go and figure out where we are." I grabbed her hand, both our legs taking us to Times-Square.

"RUN!" People were screaming and running all over the place, cars flying everywhere and people shooting guns.

"Peter, they need Spider-Man!" Gwen urged me to go.

"I can't!" I objected.

"Why not?!" She yelled, trying to communicate over the loudness of the action going on around them.

"I don't have my suit!" I explained, her face dropping before a piece of a broken car was flung at us, but it didn't hit us. We watched in shock as a man in a red and black suit swung around Times-Square, his body flexibly fighting the villains causing damage. He landed on the street, managing to take a breath.

"Spider-Man! Thank you!" Multiple people walked up to this man, taking pictures and videos of him.

"What's going on?" Gwen asked a very reasonable question.