irondad and spiderson oneshots

livestream

summary: peter does a livestream in his suit and accidentally leaves it on when he meant to end it.

peter's pov:
"what's up guys!" i smile at the camera. i'm live on my spider-man official instagram page right now, with my suit on, of course. i scroll through some of the comments, and my heart warms at all the blue and red hearts.

"i'm gonna start this off by thanking you all for all the support you've given me since i became spider-man... it really means the world for me and it always motivates me to go patrolling more often!" i sigh happily and decide to answer some questions.

"funniest story from patrolling?" i chuckle, "hm.. that would have to have been when i ran into my school bully and had to be as polite as possible because i mean, the guy had just gotten mugged," i space out for a second, "but um... the funny part was really when i saw him boasting around school the next day about how he had 'run into spider-man on the street' and 'exchanged numbers' and all that." i sit back in my chair and read another comment.

"what do i look like?" i laugh at myself, "i look like this!" i gesture up and down at myself, "no but really, i'm not allowed to tell you guys what i look like or else mister stark will have my ass! oh wait, shit, i can't swear! cap could be watching this! wait, fuck i did it again! ah! my god someone stop me..." i grumble and slap my hand over my mouth to prevent anything else from coming out. but i wanna answer more questions so i take it off again.

"you said you're in school, don't you have homework or something then? yes, yes i do, but it's usually really easy for me since i spend a lot of time studying. you know, i probably should get started on it now while it's still early so that i can go patrol later. that's it for tonight guys, bye!" i say and press the end livestream button. my phone was charging during it so i just leave it where it was and get up, stretching all my limbs.

"i really need to make this thing more breathable..." i mumble to myself as i take off my mask and run my fingers through my hair. "aaaand shower!" i grin and grab my pyjamas off my bed, running into my bathroom right after. in case anyone was wondering, i'm staying at the tower for my school break.

third person pov:
unknowingly to peter, his screen hadn't registered the touch of his glove, and the livestream never actually ended. the comment section was currently going nuts... take a look:

spideyman2001
i have a feeling we weren't supposed to still be here uhh

michellejones_
peter i can't believe you've done this

flashflashflashthompson
WHAGSISVHDSJBDAKUSIS MO FUCKING WAY ?????????????????????????? SAY SIKE RN

peter's pov:
i walk out of my bathroom wearing the ironman pyjama set that mister stark had gotten me. "slippers.." i look around for them quickly and put them on once i find them on my bed.

i quirk an eyebrow and pat my pockets, "where's my-" i find my phone. i freeze (👁👄👁). oh god.

"oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" i race towards my phone and do my best to turn off the livestream as fast as possible, but apparently i suck at instagram! "how the hell do i turn this off oh my god!" if you heard my voice shake just there, no you didn't (❤️).

i finally manage to get it turned off and then immediately started hyperventilating just a tiny bit. okay, maybe a little more than a bit. my god how did i do this???

i check my messages, expecting one from mister stark, and i was right to expect something because he had sent me several messages while i was in the shower.

this is gonna be hard to fix...

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lmfao i love reading oneshots like this, although i haven't found many, so anyway i decided to write my own.

i don't love how it turned out but it was good enough so i don't mind! so long as you lot like it that's all that matters:))