Marvel: One shots

Stop Getting Yourself In Trouble (P.P/ H.O)

Y/N loved danger. Y/N loved the adrenaline rush, the excitement; she also adored the man in the red and blue spider suit. Spiderman and Y/N originally met when she found a couple of men trying to break into a jewellery shop.

"Hey!" Y/N shouted at the two men, both of whom were twice her size, and possibly twice as strong. "You know, the shop doesn't open until eight in the morning, that's not for another ten hours."

The men just growled like animals before charging. She dodged quickly to the side, causing the man in the front to crash into a wall, the second man, however,  managed to punch her face, she recoiled, "damn" she said, tasting the metallic blood in her mouth.

She lifted her foot to kick the second man in the groin, but he grabbed it and flipped her. He pulled her up and pressed her to the wall. "How about we have a little fun with this one?" The man said creepily, running his hand down her front, it ran down towards her crotch when a web shot out, grabbed hold of his hand and yanked him back, causing her to fall to the ground.

"You shouldn't rape innocent ladies in alleyways!" Spiderman said, and he punched and kicked both of the attackers before webbing them to the side of the building.

Y/N was in a state of shock.  She had never been raped, let alone almost being touched like that. She could still feel where the man's hands had been. "Are you alright, miss?" Spiderman said, holding his hand out for her to grab.

She took it, and he lifted her. "I- I think I'm okay" she picked up her bag from the floor "thank you," she told him.

"It's no problem," Spider-Man said, "would you like for me to walk you home? Or would you like me to save you again?" He asked with a cheeky tone.

"You can save me any day, Mr Spider-Man" you winked, "I'll be fine; my apartment is only a block away."

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*I'm switching it to "you"*

You were a lab technician at Oscorp, your father also worked there and got you the job, as he was friends with Norman. You were bored as you sat at your desk, not having anything to do. You tapped your foot impatiently on the floor as you stare at the clock, half an hour until you can leave.

"You'll create a hole through the floor with your foot if you're not careful," a voice said as it entered your office-like room.

"Parker," you say, rolling your eyes at him. "I want to leave; there's nothing to do here."

"Well, I've got something for you to do," Peter said, plopping himself down on the spare chair opposite you. He handed you a tablet and pressed the screen, "you remember that app we created to find out crime? Well, somethings wrong with it, it stopped working."

"Really?" You looked shocked, you tapped away at the screen and the app loaded, but no crime or anything showed up. "Give me a second. I think someone has blocked the signal, or the police changed their password."

You plugged the tablet into your own laptop instead of the computer provided by Oscorp, not wanting to risk them finding out that you're a hacker. You typed and clicked away, Peter looking over your shoulder, his hands on the back of your chair. He watched in amazement as you worked quickly.

"There's been a reported mugging-"

"Hey, there you go. The police just changed the password" you say, handing it back to Peter. "Remind me why you needed this app anyway?"

"I'm trying to take photographs for the daily bugle, remember? Of Spiderman" he said, backing towards the door.

"Oh, yeah. By the way, you owe me a coffee in the morning for fixing that" you say, waving to him.