#this would be part of the bcs sit com au i use to cope

[doctorspaceman]

I recently watched the episode titled "Bowling for Razzberries" from Laverne and Shirley, and now I desperately need a Better Call Saul mailroom-era style episode modelled from it. This would include an HHM-wide bowling tournament, management versus the mailroom, which Jimmy takes all too seriously as an opportunity to humiliate Howard. When Jimmy falls sick on the night of the tournament, Kim tells him to stay home and rest, saying she and Ernie will kick ass for him. Nevertheless, Jimmy shows up at the bowling alley, feverish as hell, to get a win for the mailroom and, of course, "accidentally" drop a bowling ball on Howard's foot.

[spideyyroos]

are you kidding me? - peter parker (soulmate!au) - part 2

are you kidding me? - peter parker (soulmate!au) - part 2

pairing: peter parker x stark!female!reader

summary: during your everlasting rivalry against peter parker, you’re unlucky enough to find out that not only is he spider-man (your dad’s new kid), but he is also your soulmate. god help us all. (soulmate au where you have a mark of where your soulmate first touches you)

word count: 1288

requested: yes!

warnings: language, slight angst

a/n: hey guys, thank you so much for all the love on the first part of this series! i appreciate every single like and reblog. tbh this series might the slightest bit of slow burn bc i don’t want to rush it and ya girl wants to (eventually) make hella angsty chapters you feel;)) but then again idk lmao. also, hello to my new followers! thanks again, love you all! please feel free to ask me to add you to the taglist :)

[part 1]

The moment in which his hand and her arm touched, where they saw bits and pieces of their future together, the warmth that enveloped was a comfortable amount. The one that one feels him or herself fall asleep to, the one that one feels when the love of his or her life says those three words that are beautiful and terrifying all at once.

Peter and Y/N were both wide-eyed, so still that they practically weren’t breathing. Y/N started breathing heavy, taking in that Peter fucking Parker was her soulmate. Of course, she was prepared for anyone to be her soulmate; but, why him? God, of all people, it had to be him. She couldn’t pinpoint her hatred for him aside from academics. Sure, Peter wasn’t the most revolting thing on Planet Earth, but it made Y/N cringe at how easily he could under her skin. He might as well take one breath and make her scream at him to “Shut up!”

Peter, on the other hand, watched as Y/N tried to recoil from the contact, only for his grip to tighten. Don’t pull away, Peter thought. Her face twisted, Did I just hear you? Peter’s face matched Y/N’s. In that moment, they forgot that once one touches his or her soulmate, they can feel their pain, emotional and/or physical;they can hear the other’s thoughts; two people become one with their soulmate.

“Okay listen. I know that you hate this, a lot actually, but eventually we’ll have to come around. If we just try--” Peter tried to reason with Y/N but was cut off by a scoff.

“--Stop, okay? Personally, I think the universe slipped up on this soulmate thing. There is absolutely no way that you could possibly be my soulmate--”

“--Is this because you’re a Stark? You’re so high and mighty that anyone who had the potential of loving you is too weak or dumb compared to you? Huh? Is that why I’m such a threat to your life and that you have no other way of responding than hate?” Peter snapped at Y/N, digging deep into her mind and tearing her apart. As he spit venom with each word he spoke, Y/N flinched and felt the wetness in her eyes fall onto her face. Never had she been spoken to in such a manner, even when Tony was at his worst. Peter ended up breathing heavy from his sudden outburst. Seeing how her eyes shone with fear and guilt, he backed away from the close space that they were enclosed in.

I’m sorry...I think it’s best if we call it a day, Y/N thought. Peter nodded, daring to go and give the broken girl an awkward side hug.

See you later, Parker.

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10:47 p.m.

Peter finally made it to Y/N’s window after one of his many checks for any crime in Queens. He peeked in to see Y/N sitting with her knees drawn to her chest, tears fresh on her face as she watched one of the many rom-coms that she had watched that night. He sighed with relief as he realized that his waves of sadness throughout the night came from the tear-jerking movies. He watched as she reached for yet another tissue, adding to the pile that resided on her bed. She didn’t notice him, being thatt she was too distracted by the movie in front of her.

Peter paused as he raised his fist to knock on her window. Should he just go home and leave Y/N be or should he the bigger person in initiating their soon to be relationship? He swallowed his doubts down and knocked on the window. Y/N slowly dragged her eyes away from the TV to look at her window. Seeing Peter, Y/N wiped at her face for any excess tears that escaped. She got off her bed and went over to open her window, letting Peter in.

“Hey, what’s up?” Y/N asked. She sniffled and attempted to take attention away from the fact that she was just crying. Peter knew that it was partially his fault; he sent his apologies her way multiple times throughout that day, only for all his attempts to be ignored. “I thought that we were gonna call it a day,” Y/N awkwardly chuckled as she continued to stare at the ground.

“With all due respect, do you really want to make jokes right now?” Peter blurted out. Y/N’s head snapped up at him. He was able to see her broken expression as he yet again put salt into the wound. Peter’s eyes widened, “God, sorry--I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. Just, I don’t know how you can cope with your feelings by joking around. Shit, that came out wrong too. I just came in to check on you, but I think I should leave--”

“No wait,” Y/N was quick to grab his arm as he turned his back towards her, “stay...you can stay if you want to.”

Peter was surprised by her sudden change of heart. He briefly nodded, turning around to face her. He took in her appearance: simple pyjama shorts with a slightly larger school sweatshirt adorned by her once tear-stained face. Y/N looked at Peter’s Spider-Man suit, remembering back to when Tony and she had spent countless nights trying to figure out the best web shooters for this design on the suit. She was glad to see that the suit fit his body well (wink wonk).

“Hey, uh, do you need some clothes? Assuming that you’ll be staying with me for awhile,” Y/N didn’t wait for him to answer and walked over to her dresser, opening a drawer to find some sweatpants she had barely worn. She tossed the pair along with a oversized shirt, not before mentioning that the shirt was optional. Both were surprised that Y/N easily went back to her normal self after everything that happened.

Peter muttered a “thanks” after changing into the clothes Y/N had given him. After Y/N had cleared the bed of tissues, she pulled out two blankets from her closet and offered the bigger one to Peter. Peter, being Peter, declined the offer and persisted until Y/N threw the blanket at Peter’s face.

As the two teens settled on the bed, they didn’t how close they were until they both turned to ask if the other was comfortable. Y/N and Peter’s noses were close to touching and Y/N’s back was practically on Peter’s chest. Peter’s eyes flitted down to Y/N’s lips and Y/N returned the favor.

Y/N turned away before anything could happen. “Look, I know that we are meant to be with each other...but I feel like we’re rushing this. I mean, I found out that you’re Spider-Man, you found out I’m Tony Stark’s daughter, and, last but definitely not least, we found out that we’re each other’s soulmates in one day.”

“Yeah no I understand. Do you just want to sit here or..?” Peter searched her face for any indication of an answer.

That would be nice, Y/N looked at him and gave an awkward smile.

It wasn’t long before Peter went to check on Queens yet again. He promised to wash and give back the clothes that she had let him borrow.

Be safe out there. Not that I care or anything, Y/N thought. Peter could practically see the shit-eating grin that Y/N was wearing as he swung his way back to Queens.

Yeah, ok. And Happy is my best friend.

Shut up, Parker.

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