Elysian/Peter Parker X Reader

02-Lockscreen

"Y/n! Pass, I'm open!" A thick British voice called out, and you span, throwing the ball to the slightly taller girl, who dunked it into the net. You two high fived, meeting with the rest of the team on the sidelines for half-time.

"Ok, guys! Just do that again and we'll win this for sure!" Another girl encouraged before taking a long swig of her water, which you copied. You had swept your h/c hair back into a ponytail, and the sweat glistened off your s/c skin. You wiped the sweat away with the back of you hand, looking down at your tattered trainers.

"Y/n, borrow some trainers from the cupboard-you can't be at your best in those things." One girl suggested, and you nodded. You jogged to the cupboard, searching for some decent shoes in the same size as you. You settled for some black trainers that were in surprisingly good condition for being school property.

You wiggled your feet into the trainers, leaving your tattered old ones in the cupboard. You quickly jogged back as halftime ended, and regained your place on the basketball court.

You took in regulated breaths as the game began again, your team gaining control of the ball, one of the girls dribbling before passing to a girl behind you.

"Izzy! I'm open!" You yelled, before the ball was hurtled at you with enormous velocity. You managed to catch the ball and spin around, aiming to get the ball into the net. Your aim was exceedingly good, and with a flick of your wrist the ball was in the net. You yelled in celebration before focusing on the game once more.

The team walked out in defeat, heads hung low. You had changed back into your torn shoes, and was tying up the laces. You stood up quickly, ignoring the head-rush and walking beside your team.

"C'mon guys, we did so well!" One of the preppy girls exclaimed

"We lost, Abbie" another girl defeatedly said.

"We had a winning streak!"

"What was the streak?" You asked

"One win." Izzy spoke up, singing afterward

"We can pull this back, guys!" Abbie tried to keep up morale

"No we can't!" One girl called out

"We've been put down a level! That means we're stuck in county competitions-we were in nationals!" Izzy complained, and the other girls nodded.

Eventually the defeated team parted ways, leaving you feeling lost and devoid of hope. Basketball had always been a passion, but somehow loosing had beaten the fun out of the game. You were positive it wasn't the girls in the team-most of them were hard working and tried to do their best.

You now blamed the other team for having weirdly strong players.

Sure, it wasn't like they were superheroes, like the ones who saved New York, or killed Uncle Dimitri in Sokovia.

These girls were every day superheroes; masters of Basketball. Sarcasm truly was a superpower for you

Sure, you maybe blamed them because you were upset about letting your team down, or feeling like you'd reached another dead end, but you just felt better after blaming someone else.

The walk home was full of rain and debating whether you were going to get a cold. Sometimes, you really hated England. The rain, the micro-summer every year, genuinely the weather. You were sprinting to try to get to the flats.

After getting changed and leaving your P.E uniform to dry, you did your daily routine: clean the house, do homework, and check tumblr.
You'd been followed by someone on tumblr, which rarely happened. You smiled in thought, before following the person back.

@Simply.Y/n  followed you!

Peter looked at the notification, realising he'd followed this girl yesterday evening when he was doing his rounds. He got bored and decided to make a tumblr; MJ had one, and she always talked about it to Ned and himself, so he decided to give it a try. @simply.Y/n was an account suggested, mainly because she retweeted some photography posts. He couldn't help but follow her, he was drawn to he account because it was so different-she switched between posts in Russian and posts in English. Most her posts were entertaining and funny, telling weird stories and writing about her favourite film characters.

Why not send @simply.y/n a message?
[Accept]          [Deny]

Would she think it was strange? Would she not like Peter? Would she think Peter's a creep? From what he could tell, Y/n was nice, and seemed to care about her small sum of followers. If he just dropped a message, surely that's not creepy, is it?

"Hi Y/n, I really like your account!"

That's not bad, is it? It's not like you're asking her to prom, Peter!
Peter could hear nearing police sirens, and quickly threw his phone back into his pocket. He missed his chance.

@peter.vlogs.sometimes
You:
Hey Peter! I really like your account, thanks for the follow :)

You pressed send without a second thought; it wasn't like you had anything to loose. You scrolled through tumblr after, interacting with a few posts and talking to some friends over text. You'd seen a notification that had covered your lock screen which made your heart skip a beat. Your phone soon died, and you had to fumble for a charger while muttering about annoyances in Russian. You sat down in your seat, before typing in what you saw on your phone.

"Sidemen"

You spent your night laughing at JJ pushing over Vik, and giggling when Ethan made a Joke about Harry being inbred. Simon, Josh and Tobi were all laughing about JJ having rice bags for tits, which sent you into fits of laughter.

Yep, you loved your boys.
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If you don't know who the Sidemen are, they are a YouTube gaming group who play Fifa-not now because its dead, except Vik who plays fortnite. I went to their charity match and got noticed by them, WillNE and ChrisMD (big ups my Square Root sign) and I was so happy.
Their individual channels are:
JJ: KSI
Josh: Zerkaa
Tobi: Tobjzzl
Vik: Vikkstar123
Simon: Miniminter
Harry: W2S/ Wroetoshaw
Ethan: Behzinga