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domripley · 6 months

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Expecting the Cycle to Break

pairing: dark!dominik mysterio, dark!rhea ripley, dark!damian priest, dark!finn balor x reader

warnings: noncon, gangbang, cum eating, creampies, talks about forced pregnancy, mommy kink, face slapping, restraints, finger sucking, degradation, choking

summary: you try to leave rhea, she’s not having it.

title credit: the optimist- 10 years | part of the ‘left to face this alone au’ // slight spoilers for chapter 6

You knew it was a stupid idea the moment you began to pack your bags. It had been months since Rhea had caused you to quit your dream job, and so there were times she would leave you back at her apartment. She trusted you and she knew you wouldn’t dare do anything while she was gone. Now, if she had to be gone for more than two weeks, she would bring you with her. It was almost Christmas and because it fell on a Monday, she would be gone for the week. You took a deep breath, trying not to let the fear of her catching you stop you from leaving. You were scared - rightfully so - but you weren’t going to stop.

Packing up as much of your stuff as you could, you jumped when you heard a car door slam shut. Looking out the window, you breathed a sigh of relief when you realized it was the neighbor. You continued to pack and as soon as you were done packing that suit case, you realized you had already packed three other bags.

That should be good, you said to yourself, grabbing two of the bags and taking them to the front door. You were too busy to notice Rhea walking up the driveway. Once you brought the last two bags downstairs, you opened the door to meet an angry Rhea. Your eyes widened, dropping the bag in your hand as you backed away. Watching her open the front door and walking inside, you tried to wrap your head around a good enough excuse as to why you were heading out the door.

“So,” she started. Slamming the door and locking it, Rhea was past angry. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“I- uh- I was just going to visit some of my family.” you lied, silently cursing yourself for being such a terrible liar. You knew Rhea didn’t buy it the moment it left your mouth.

“Bull shit. You know, next time you buy a Greyhound ticket, maybe you should make sure I don’t have access to your email.” she snapped.

You shook your head, hating the fact that you forgot that she had access to it. How could you be so forgetful? You backed up as Rhea got close, dropping her backpack on the ground. “You want to run from me? You want to leave me? I do everything for you. I take care of you and so why do you want to leave me?”

“I- I don’t, I promise.” you whispered, but Rhea laughed in response.

“Cut the bull shit now, (Your Name).” she snapped, watching as you bumped into the wall.

“You hurt me and I’m done. I am leaving you, and I’m sorry, but I’m going.” you said, struggling to keep your voice leveled. You hated how nervous she made you, but you couldn’t help it.

Rhea threw her head back and laughed, but soon began to glare at you. “You think I’ve hurt you? I haven’t done anything you haven’t wanted.”

You stood up straight, getting as close as you could to her face. You were done letting her push you around. “I’m leaving. Now move out of my way.”

You gasped as she grabbed you by the throat roughly, squeezing, she said through gritted teeth. “You’re not going anywhere, I’m going to make sure of that. Now, go upstairs to our room, I’ve got to make a few calls.”

As soon as she let go of your neck, you hurried up to the stairs. Unsure of what she meant by ‘a few calls’, but knowing Rhea as well as you do, you knew you were going to find out soon enough.

You turned on the TV, trying your best to get your mind off things. An hour into the movie you had turned on, Rhea came barging into the room. You kept your eyes glued on the TV, missing the smug look that was plastered on her face. You finally turned your attention to her as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off.

“I was watching that, Rhea,” you said quietly, but to your surprise, it didn’t ruin her mood.

“Oh in an hour you’re going to be too busy to look at the dumb thing anyway.” she stated, causing you to give her a confused look.

“… What are you talking about?” you questioned, getting up off the bed.

“Finn, Damian, and Dom are coming over to help me make sure that you never try to leave me again.” she said, pulling out her phone. You shook your head, heading for the door. You weren’t sure what she meant exactly, but you weren’t going to stick around and find out.

Heading towards the bedroom door, you began to open it before Rhea slammed it back shut. She grabbed you by your shirt, forcing you back to the bed.

“Rhea, let go of me right. fucking. now.” you snapped, but Rhea wasn’t listening to you. Ripping your shirt off of you, she pushed you down on your back on the bed.

“I don’t fucking think so, baby. You’re going to be a good girl for me or I’m going to have to hurt you.” she threatened, but you shook your head.

“Please…” you whimpered, causing her to laugh.

“You’re going to be a good girl for your mommy, correct?” she asked. Pulling your bra down to expose your chest.

Rhea dipped her head down, taking a nipple into her mouth. She sucked on it roughly and you tried your best to be quiet as a moan threatened to come out. You didn’t want Rhea to have the satisfaction of knowing that her mouth felt good - she would never let you down.

Rhea pulled away from your nipple, looking back up at you. “Correct?”

You nodded, the words refusing to leave your body. That wasn’t good enough for Rhea, no. She needed you to say it. Pinching one of your nipple as hard as she could, refusing to let it go until you answered her the way she wanted.

“Yes! Yes, I’m going to be a good girl for you. I promise!” you cried out. Rhea let go of your nipple, getting off the bed when she heard the doorbell rang.

“Wow, it hasn’t even been an hour and they’re already there. I need you to finish getting undressed while I let them in.” Rhea said, but you just sat there in your spot, frozen. You knew this wouldn’t end well for you if you didn’t do as you were told, but as she left the room, you found yourself unable to move a muscle.

When Rhea came back, your eyes widened as Damian, Finn, and Dom followed her into the room. She looked angry - your suspicions were confirmed as she stormed towards you.

“What the fuck did I tell you before I left the room? Huh?” she snapped, grabbing you by the throat and squeezing.

“Y-You, you t-told me to get un-undressed! Please, stop, you’re hurting me!” you cried out, but Rhea didn’t seem to care.

Keeping her hand around your throat, Rhea stopped squeezing as she pushed you towards the bed. “Damian, can you help me? I need to hold her down and get the rest of her clothes off so I can tie her down.”

You glared at him, not wanting him to touch you. As Rhea pulled on your pants, Damian came up behind you. Grabbing your arms and pulling them behind your back, you tried to struggle against his grip and Rhea pulled your pants down and off you. When she threw your pants onto the floor, she turned to look at you. “You’re going to fucking behave before I let them fuck your ass, and they won’t be using any lube either.”

You cried out, stopping your movements because you knew she wasn’t bluffing. The last thing you needed was for them to rape you there, still afraid of Rhea doing it to you once more. Rhea ripped your underwear off with one pull, not wanting to waste anymore time.

Damian guided you towards the bed, shoving you on it as Rhea went into your shared closet to grab handcuffs. Finn and Dominik came closer to you, smiles on their faces as if they weren’t about to do anything to you.

“Please don’t do this, please, I don’t want this.” You begged as you looked at Damian. You almost thought he looked sympathetic for a second before Rhea came back out of the room.

“Does she ever be quiet? Seriously, she’s so fucking annoying.” Finn groaned, causing Rhea to laugh as she handcuffed you to the bed.

“I usually have to shove things in her mouth to get her to shut up, she knows not to bite me if I’m using my fingers on her.” Rhea said, wrapping her hand around your throat. “You’re going to be a good, quiet girl, aren’t you?”

You nodded the best you could as she began to squeeze, causing you to cry. Rhea leaned down, licking the tears that were falling down your cheek. Turning to the others, she spoke up, “I have some rules. No anal unless I specifically tell you it's okay. That’s mine. I don’t mind if you use her mouth, but I’d prefer if you come inside of her cunt, and my final thing, if she’s begging you to stop, you don’t. If I tell you to stop, then you stop.”

“Got it.” Dom agreed, and both Finn and Damian nodded in understanding. You shook your head, not wanting any of this.

“If any of you put your dicks near my mouth and I’ll be biting them off,” you spat, causing Rhea to slap your thigh as hard as she could, not once, not twice, but three times before saying anything.

“No, you fucking won’t, because if you even try, you will be punished. Do you. Understand. Me.” She asked, slapping your other thigh between words.

“Please don’t do this to me, I w-won’t try to run away ever again, please, Mommy, please.” You begged as you watched as Finn began to undress.

Keeping his eyes on you, Finn began to stroke himself through his boxers. Rhea moved away from the bed and made her way towards the chair at the desk. Turning it so she could see everything that was about to happen. Damian and Dom got undressed, surprised by the fact that Dom was already painfully hard. He wasn’t as big as Damian and Finn, and you silently hoped he went first. Closing your eyes, you winced as you felt the bed dip as someone got on.

“Come on, (Your Name), look at me,” Finn demanded, in a low voice that you barely missed what he had said. You slowly opened your eyes just as Finn got between your legs. Stroking his cock with his eyes locked on you.

You turned your head to look at Rhea, who was now pantless. Watching as she pulled her underwear, you could see from where you were at, she was wet.

You whined as Finn slapped the tip of his cock against your clit, causing you to whimper. Biting your lip, you tried to relax but your nerves were taking over. His cock was a lot thicker than any toy Rhea has ever used on you. Finn pushed in slowly, watching as his cock slid into you. Halfawy in, Finn pulled his cock out just to push it all the way in this time. You cried out, tears pricking the corner of your eyes as he began to fuck into you. You flinched as he placed his hand on your throat, holding you in place. He was too big for you and you knew if you tried to beg him to stop, he wouldn’t. You would be wasting your breath.

You were too focused on the pain to realize that Rhea got up from her spot and began to walk closer to the bed.

“Stop fucking her for a few minutes,” she said, causing Finn to stop mid thrust. He kept to his word, staying as still as he could while she got on the bed. Laying right next to you, she moved so she was leaning on the pillows so she was looking down at you from her spot on the bed. She placed her arm on the pillows that you were laying against. “Continue.”

With that, Finn continued his thrusts. You squeezed your eyes shut as he fucked you, reaching down to rub at your clit. Rhea bit her lip, watching the way Finn’s cock was fucking in and out of you. “God, you take his cock so good, maybe I should let them use you more often. Come on, open your eyes and put Dom-Dom’s cock in that big mouth of yours.”

Dom got on the bed right next to you, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock. Rhea pushed your head to the side, guiding your mouth onto his cock. She whispered in your ear, “You bite him, I’m going to bite you. Hard.”

You began to suck on the tip of his cock, trying your best to focus on that instead of the way Finn was fucking you. Slapping both of your thighs, Finn grunted. His thrusts were beginning to grow sloppy. “You wanna come inside of my girl, Finn?” Rhea asked in a tone you’ve heard many times before. She was domming him.

“Yesyesyes,” he grunted, waiting for Rhea’s response.

“Go ahead, come.” She said, reaching down with her free hand to pinch at your nipples.

With that, he came with a low grunt. Finn kept going, causing you to moan against Dom’s cock.

“Fuck, Mami, I think she actually likes this.” Dom moaned.

Rhea laughed, “Yeah she does. She’s going to love it when one of you guys gets her pregnant. That’ll teach her not to try and leave me.”

When Finn pulled out of your pussy, Dom pulled out of your mouth. He got off the bed so he could get back on it from the bottom of the bed. Crawling on his knees so he could get between your legs.

Damian got closer to the bed, and once he was on the edge of the bed, he grabbed your arm. “C’mon, jerk my cock.” he said, throwing his head back as you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock.

You tried your best to focus on jerking him off in hopes that he’d come too early. Damian began to fuck your hand just as Dom lined himself up, Gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises, making sure you keep your legs open as he pushed into you roughly. He gave you no time to adjust to his cock as he began to fuck you as hard as he could.

As you stopped jerking Damian’s cock, Rhea began to play with your hair, a sick smile on her face. “Maybe I should record all of this huh? Show it to you when you act up to remind you what I’ll have them do to each and every time.”

“Pl-Please, no. M’don’t want that.” You whimpered, flinching as Dom raised his hand to slap you. He laughed, making it known that he was just trying to scare you.

Your eyes widened, feeling close to the edge, you tried your best to hold it, not wanting them to get satisfaction from your body betraying you. Rhea shoved two of her fingers into your mouth as Damian moved your hand away from his cock. Jerking himself off as he watched Dom fucked you harder.

“Oh she’s squeezing my cock, she’s trying so hard not to come, she can’t lie and say she doesn’t like this. Fucking pathetic,” Dom moaned. As soon as Rhea pulled her fingers out of your mouth, Dom slapped you across the face, causing you to cry out.

“Is that true, baby? Are you about to come?” She asked you even though she knew the answer.

You shook your head, unable to say what you wanted to say. You were a terrible liar, and Rhea knew this. Slapping you in the face, she spoke up, “Lie to me again and I’ll let Damian fuck your ass. Are you about to come, (Your Name)?”

“Yes, Mommy, I-I am.” You whispered.

You came with a cry, burrying your face in Rhea’s side as Dom fucked you through your orgasm. You were embarrassed, hating yourself for coming. Your body betrayed you, but Rhea didn’t believe that for a second.

“Oh fuck,” Dom came, leaning down to forcibly kiss you. “God, I wish I could have another round with you.”

When he admitted that, Rhea frowned, a part of her was growing jealous. She bit her tongue, trying not to let Dom’s comments bother her. She trusted Dom and the others, but you were hers and only hers. She was going to make sure you remembered that when they leave.

Dom pulled out of you, slapping your pussy twice with his cock before getting off the bed. You watched as he stood next to a now dressed Finn, but your attention was now on Damian who wasted no time with getting on the bed. His cock was painfully hard and you realized he was already leaking pre-come. You took a deep breath as he pushed in slowly with ease with the help of both Finn and Dom’s come.

“Fuck, usually I can last longer, but she feels too fucking good,” Damian moaned, starting off with a slow pace. You were sore, not used to being fucked for this long, even when Rhea was angry. She would always take breaks for herself before going back and hurting you more.

“She looks so good all fucked out.” Rhea smirked at both Dom and Finn, who were now dressed, but standing at the side of the bed so they can have a better look at Damian fucking you.

“Please, Mommy, I’m sorry. Please stop,” you cried out, looking up at Damian with a pout on your face.

“Hm… No.” Damian laughed.

Rhea kissed the top of your head, wrapping her hand around your throat. She began to squeeze as Damian started to pick up his pace. Reaching down to rub your clit in small, tight circles.

Damian kept going, coming silently as he fucked you through his orgasm. As soon as he pulled out, Rhea moved from her spot. You tugged on the handcuffs even though you knew that wasn’t going to do anything for you.

Laying between your legs on her stomach, Rhea forced your legs open. Kissing your right thigh and then your left, Rhea licked her lips before pushing her face into your pussy. Going from sucking on your clit to sliding her tongue through your fold and your entrance, she continued to do this.

You pulled at the handcuffs, crying out as you tried to grind against her face. You were over sensitive and as much as her mouth felt good, you wanted her to stop.

“M-Mommy, m’so close, please, please, please.” you begged, but Rhea ignored you pleading.

You tensed up as Rhea slipped two of her fingers into you, curling them right away as she wrapped her lips around your clit. You came hard and Rhea kept going to help you ride out your orgasm.

“Mommy,” you whimpered once she pulled away.

Rhea licked her lips, cleaning the others come off of her mouth before moving up the bed above you. Kissing you surprisingly soft on the lips, she smiled and whispered.

“I think when they leave, you’re going to have to make mommy come. Do you understand?”

You nodded before Rhea got off the bed. She turned to others, who were all now fully dressed. “Thank you guys for coming and if we do get any wonderful surprises, I’ll be sure to tell you three.”

Finn smiled, “Thanks for having us.”

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Rhea walked them out of the room and into the living room, where all four of them talked and drank. You jumped when you heard her tell them goodbye, knowing that they had been talking for a good hour.

“Sorry about that baby, we lost track of time,” Rhea apologized and she sounded sincere. “Have you learned your lesson? Are you going to ever try and leave me again?”

You shook your head, “N-No Mommy, never.”

Rhea smirked, “Good girl.”

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mostbelovedwwewrestlertournament · 2 months

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Most Beloved WWE Wrestler Tournament: Round 2 Statistics Dump

Followers: 251

Total Votes: 22,087 + 13,398 = 35,485

Times I realized I was not in-depth enough with my checking of wrestlers and forgot at least one which I only found out because I heard an old wrestler was being accused of murder and the name didn't sound familiar so I checked and it turns out he isn't included but have to remind myself that if no one mentioned him being missing from round 1, he probably isn't the most beloved anyway: once, thank god

Beloved By Gender:

We started with a split of 81.7% men to 18.3% women, which moved to 75% men to 25% women after the first round. After the second round of voting, our percentages are:

Voting Trends:

During round 2, the voting totals ranged from a low of 360 votes per day to 554, with the average rising from 387 votes per day to 462 votes per day (Also I figured out how to add a date marking line how cool is that??)

The 100%ers:

While all the 100%ers from Round 1 have since gotten a vote against them, there were a couple of wrestlers in Round 2 who got through unscathed

Billy Gunn (138 + 50)

Taz (53 + 51)

Asuka (58 + 60)

R-Truth (57 + 71)

Public Opinion:

A great many more publicly adored favs have been voted out, so here are the updated lists

Sports Illustrated’s 101 Best Wrestlers Of All Time (2016)

Ric Flair (18, lose)

Shawn Michaels (53 + 57, win)

Steve Austin (29 + 18, lose)

The Rock (23, lose)

The Undertaker (53 + 55, win)

Dusty Rhodes (46 + 42, win)

John Cena (47 + 51, win)

Hulk Hogan (10, lose)

Sting (51 + 53, win)

Andre The Giant (56 + 38, win)

Randy Savage (37 + 32, win)

Roddy Piper (54 + 33, win)

Chris Jericho (27 + 31, win)

Harley Race (17 + 18, win)

Mick Foley (58 + 47, win)

Bret Hart (52 + 59, win)

Randy Orton (58 + 48, win)

Kurt Angle (45 + 36, win)

Antonio Inoki (28 + 38, win)

Ricky Steamboat (28 + 47, win)

Daniel Bryan (61 + 51, win)

Triple H (31 + 12, lose)

Buddy Rogers (21 + 17, win)

Edge (41 + 49, win)

Bob Backlund (26 + 22, win)

Brock Lesnar (23, lose)

Stan Hansen (22, lose)

Bruno Sammartino (30 + 6, lose)

CM Punk (57 + 40, lose)

Ted DiBiase (27 + 26, win)

Bruiser Brody (33 + 31, win)

Hideo Itami (34 + 35, win)

Rey Mysterio (48 + 40, win)

Vader (32 + 17, lose)

Dory Funk Jr (17 + 17, lose)

Mr Perfect (37 + 25, win)

Eddie Guerrero (53 + 43, win)

Jake Roberts (32 + 29, win)

Arn Anderson (25 + 30, win)

The Sheik (31 + 30, win)

AJ Styles (40 + 46, win)

Goldust (70 + 34, win)

Samoa Joe (61 + 84, win)

Terry Funk (27 + 37, win)

Verne Gagne (14, lose)

Mil Mascaras (10, lose)

Rob Van Dam (43 + 45, win)

Tatsumi Fujinami (25, lose)

Rick Rude (35 + 29, win)

Owen Hart (56 + 41, win)

Jeff Hardy (52 + 32, lose)

Goldberg (23 + 22, lose)

Ivan Koloff (15, lose)

Chris Benoit (17, lose)

Larry Zbyszko (4, lose)

Ultimo Dragon (9, lose)

Scott Hall (44 + 40, win)

Trish Stratus (38 + 42, win)

Dean Malenko (37 + 29, win)

Ultimate Warrior (28 + 20, lose)

Fabulous Moolah (18, lose)

William Regal (62 + 45, win)

Gene Kiniski (14, lose)

Scott Steiner (44, lose)

Rick Steiner (26 + 9, lose)

Chyna (68 + 49, win)

Seth Rollins (55 + 54, win)

Kane (40 + 29, win)

Jimmy Snuka (9, lose)

Davey Boy Smith (22 + 24, win)

The Iron Sheik (49 + 40, win)

Pedro Morales (20 + 9, lose)

Michael Hayes (10, lose)

Johnny Valentine (14 + 4, lose)

Shinsuke Nakamura (58 + 60, win)

Diesel (39 + 35, win)

Batista (53 + 54, win)

Lita (46 + 65, win)

Christian (56 + 47, win)

Ron Simmons (25 + 33, win)

Big Show (41 + 60, win)

JBL (10, lose)

Christopher Daniels (26 + 10, lose)

The Miz (34 + 30, win)

PWI Wrestler Of The Year

Pedro Morales (20 + 9, lose)

Jack Brisco (17 + 13, lose)

Bruno Sammartino (30 + 6, lose)

Terry Funk (27 + 37, win)

Dusty Rhodes (46 + 42, win)

Harley Race (17 + 18, win)

Bob Backlund (26 + 22, win)

Ric Flair (18, lose)

Hulk Hogan (10, lose)

Randy Savage (37 + 32, win)

Sting (51 + 53, win)

Vader (32 + 17, lose)

Diesel (39 + 35, win)

Big Show (41 + 39, win)

Lex Luger (25 + 4, lose)

Steve Austin (29 + 18, lose)

The Rock (23, lose)

Brock Lesnar (23, lose)

Kurt Angle (45 + 36, win)

Chris Benoit (17, lose)

Batista (52 + 54, win)

John Cena (47 + 51, win)

Triple H (31 + 12, lose)

Randy Orton (58 + 48, win)

CM Punk (57 + 40, lose)

Daniel Bryan (61 + 51, win)

Seth Rollins (55 + 54, win)

AJ Styles (40 + 46, win)

Adam Cole (47 + 40, win)

Dean Ambrose (58 + 54, win)

Roman Reigns (51 + 64, win)

PWI Woman Of The Year

Joyce Grable (30 + 24, win)

Susan Green (21 + 27, win)

Stephanie McMahon (26 + 4, lose)

Lita (46 + 65, win)

Trish Stratus (38 + 42, win)

Victoria (27 + 23, win)

Candice Michelle (24 + 39, win)

Mickie James (47 + 46, win)

Michelle McCool (29 + 10, lose)

AJ Lee (48 + 46, win)

Sasha Banks (44 + 47, win)

Charlotte Flair (45 + 42, win)

Asuka (58 + 60, win)

Becky Lynch (58 + 53, win)

Bianca Belair (34 + 66, win)

Top 10 Voted In Round 2:

Samoa Joe (84)

Damian Priest (81)

Big E (78)

Sami Zayn/Rhea Ripley (77)

Jey Uso (74)

R-Truth (71)

Bianca Belair (66)

Lita (65)

Roman Reigns (64)

Iyo Sky (63)

Top 10 Voted Overall:

Naomi (223)

Billy Gunn (188)

Damian Priest (150)

Samoa Joe (145)

Rhea Ripley (134)

Sami Zayn (130)

R-Truth (128)

Big E (125)

Jey Uso (123)

Asuka/Shinsuke Nakamura (118)

Thank you so much to everyone who's been voting thus far. We've got less than 300 wrestlers left to sift through and the competition is starting to seriously heat up. Keep an eye out for Round 3, starting tomorrow!

#WWE #WWF #most beloved wwe wrestler tournament

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buckleyx · 2 years

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Hi! I just wanted to ask if you could do Peter at the end of nwh thinking everyone forgot him.But when he visits old best friend!reader they remember him! Thank you and drink water!

STRANGER P.P

The GIF I used is not mine! All credit goes to the owner!

Author’s note: hello lovely anon! Thank you for your request, I hope you like it!!! don't forget to drink water as well heheh

Peter Parker x gender!neutral reader

Warnings: angst if you squint

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"I'm sorry." You mumbled, pushing against the group of strangers. New York durning the holidays was safe to say your least favourite season. Everyone had to be somewhere so the streets were always packed. You sighed a sigh of relief when you noticed your local coffee shop. Their classic chalkboard stood proudly outside, MJ's pretty handwriting spelling out: "Nothing beter then a fresh cup of coffee to start a beautiful day with." You could already tell how much she probably despised writing that down.

You tugged your scarf closer to your body as you opened the door to the shop. You noticed Mj talking to a boy, your age, who was nervously ordering his coffee. His back was faced towards you but you still couldn't shake off the familiar feeling you got from him. You shook off the strange feeling, thinking you must have misplaced him for someone else.

You peeked in the shop hoping to catch your friend Ned for a quick conversation while waiting. You didn't saw him on your usual spot or anywhere else and since you were already running late you decided to just order a coffee to go and say a quick 'hi' to Mj.

"Will that be it?" Mj asked the customer as she finished preparing his drink. He nodded politely, playing with the end of his sleeves as she gave him his drink. Nervously he said his goodbyes before turning around to the exit.

Then he saw you. And you saw him.

Peter parker.

You couldn't believe your eyes. He was here.

Peter parker was here. The boy you spent the last week searching for as if your life depended on it. How could Mj not say anything? How could she not recognise him?

"Peter?" You asked in disbelief.

"Y/n?" He whispered, almost afraid to say your name. Afraid it was all a dream.

"I thought you disappeared. No one believed me. I- i thought you.. -" You cut your own sentence off, running up to him to hug him. He didn't hesitate to accepted your embrace, nestling his face in your shoulder.

God he missed you.

Your familiar sent made his heart flutter. It all felt so unreal. You being here. Knowing who he his. Remembering him.

You wanted to know everything he had to say. An explanation on why you one day just woke up and had to convince the people around you, that love him, that he existed.

Peter knows that you went through everything with him. He knows you know he is spiderman, he knows that you met Strange because you were there the whole time. Except after the spell you forgot, just like everyone around you. But you didn't forget everything. The last thing you remembered was Mysterio revealing Peter's identity. Everything before that you still remember like it was yesterday.

"I have so much to tell you." Peter smiled. "So-so much Y/n." He broke the embrace. You gestured to a table close to him so he could sit down.

His smile was bright, genuinely happy to see you. He played with the lit of his cup, nervous from excitement. "I really thought I lost you as well Y/n."

"Are you crazy? You know I could never forget you." You admitted. "I'm just really, really confused. I woke up and suddenly there was no record of you existing."

"I know." He sighed. "Mister Strange helped me get you guys into college."

"What?" You chuckled, not expecting that responds.

"Nevermind. It's a long long story." He tried brushing off, but you weren't having that. You needed all the details!

"Well spiderman, you're lucky I'm all ears."

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ironchef13 · 8 months

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Ultimate Spider-Man Meets Spider-Boy (A Spiderverse story idea)

-This idea involves Miles Morales discovering a Spider-anomaly (like himself) and becoming a mentor/big brother figure to said anomaly.-

I discovered the existence of Bailey Briggs (aka Spider-Boy), while browsing the Spiderman wiki, and thought he would be a perfect character to be in the Spiderverse movies. Or at the very least be in a Spiderverse fanfiction. And according to his comic series Bailey is also technically an anomaly like Miles Morales is in Across the Spiderverse. So, it would only be natural for two anomalous spider kids to find kinship in each other. So, without further ado here is my Fanfic Idea.

It's been four months since Miles defeated spot, saved his dad and the multiverse, as well as helped reform the Spider society. things with Gwen and the others are still a little tense between them but their healing slowly. And since he revealed his identity to his parents it has made mile's job as spider-man a little easier. then one day miles gets a call from Miguel saying that an unknown anomaly has appeared in his universe and to be on the lookout. After a bit of web swinging around the city miles discovers that the "anomaly" in question is a young spider kid named Bailey Briggs. Bailey explains to miles that in his dimension he was the sidekick to the Spider-man of his earth, but because of a fight with a Mysterio variant with actual magic, no one, not even his Spider-man, remembers he exists. (Similar to Spider-man: No Way Home) afterwards Spider-boy fell through a weird hole (presumably the spots doing) he ends up on Earth 1610 and expresses no interest in going back since he has nothing to go back to. feeling sympathy for the kid (because he is an anomaly as well) Miles decides to take the kid under his wing and act as a sort of mentor/big brother figure to bailey. Now the question remains is how long can Miles keep his new sidekick a secret from the rest of the Spider Society?

-to be clear Miles is trying to keep Bailey's existence a secret from the Spider Society out of fear for what they would do to him. Considering he was chased all over Nueva York for being an anomaly himself. Because of this Miles is able to work with the Society, but still doesn't quite trust them yet, not ever Gwen and Peter B. I mean he wants to trust them, but he is just afraid to. -Bailey would also have trouble opening up to others considering the last time he did everyone he knew forgot his existence and wasn't able to get those connections back because they thought he was crazy. So, he would probably be afraid that if he opened up to someone again, he would immediately be forgotten. -And like Miles, Bailey has extra spider powers besides the basics. he has venomous fangs, extra eyes that can appear and disappear at will, and a more evolved spider sense.

For more information on Bailey Briggs (aka Spider-Boy) visit the link below

#miles morales #across the spiderverse #spiderman into the spiderverse #atsv #itsv #btsv #story ideas #bailey briggs #spider boy #beyond the spiderverse #spiderverse #spiderman

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msbigredmachine · 1 year

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Watched Royal Rumble 2023. My highlights (will be brief because I need to rant about that main event):

1. Not sure if it was smart play by WWE putting the men’s match first, because we forgot ALL about the winner by the end of the night.

2. Kofi botches his Rumble save for the second straight year. Yeah, it’s done. Time to end that ish for good now.

3. The minute Lesnar came out I said Lashley is coming for his ass. Glad I was proven right.

4. Rey not making it to the ring but Ex Con Dom comes out right after and has his mask. Does this make Rey Mysterio the rightful winner?

5. A Rumble spot wasted on Booker T when Mustafa Ali was right there, smh

6. Not Montez being thrown out in front of his in-laws 😭

7. I kinda wish Cody’s return had been a surprise.

8. Yoooo that spot with Logan Paul and Ricochet was something out of Dragonball Z! And I don't even watch Dragonball Z.

9. GUNTHER and Cody had a whole match within a match and it was great. Gunther is that guy. The IC champ looked like the fucking boss. So so good.

10. Very good men’s match. Wasn’t too extravagant and it worked.

11. The Pitch Black match looked like a rave I once attended when I was in England, lol.

12. Bray Wyatt is for the aesthetics and theatrical more than the actual wrestling, always has been. I don’t understand how fans were expecting a 5-star match.

13. Didn’t bother watching the Raw women’s title match. Bianca deserves better and I don’t care for Alexa Bliss being thrown back into that lame witchy storyline.

14. The women’s match wasn’t as good as the men’s, for me. It only picked up when it was down to the final three.

15. Damage CTRL looked kind of strong for once, knocking everybody out.

16. Michelle McCool with THAT body and wrestling in Uggs? 🔥

17. Yes yes yes to AsuKana, her dark outfit and the murder clown face paint. Triple H needs to run back her days of destruction at NXT.

18. Thank you WWE for changing that STUPID dew drop name back to Piper Niven.

19. Nia Jax?!?! 🙄🙄🙄 Errr, no. On top of that, her music started playing before the countdown even came on. Hot tears.

20. I don’t think Naomi will ever come back either and that makes me sad. 😢

21. The right woman won. Bianca vs Rhea at Mania will be epic, and Rhea will win.

22. The woman at No. 1 won and the man at No. 30 won. Very interesting.

23. Samantha Irvin was on her A-game with the main event intros. 🤌🏾

24. Standard good match, Roman the king of 2.9999 kick outs as usual.

25. I wondered why the match went so short. I regretted it soon enough 😭

26. Roman throwing KO by the back of his head on the jagged part of the steps TWICE! 😬😬😬😬

27. Sami cringing the whole time, and things would only get worse for him after the match ended. 🥺

28. The Bloodline brutalized KO. Steel chair and super kicks and handcuffs. Sami couldn’t take anymore and tried to beg off and ended up getting pie-faced over and over. It was then that I realized what was coming…

29. And yet, my jaw still DROPPED when Sami hit Roman with that chair! 😱 Unbelievable!

30. LOL at Roman actually looking back, wondering whether it’s 2014 all over again.

31. Jimmy though. Jimmy. Attacked Sami first. Didn’t hesitate for a second. After all the handshakes. “My dawg”. The Honorary Uce name. Smiling at Sami the whole time. He was the one who brought Sami into the group in the first place, back when Jey wanted him out.

32. And the look on his face as he attacked. Manic. Rabid. Unhinged. His viciousness stunned me initially, but then I remember what he told Roman all those weeks ago:

“Sami’s my dawg. I like Sami. But I love my family. I love the Bloodline. I love you.”

33. Solo. The hired gun, sent by the elders to do Roman’s bidding. Forgetting that he also used Sami to gaslight Jey numerous times before Roman brainwashed him.

34. Roman crying as he and the rest of the Bloodline decimated Sami pissed me off, lol. “I gave you the world! You broke my family!” What?!The audacity!

35. Jey walking away in tears legitimately made me cry. You could see 2020 flashing before his eyes; the way Roman treated Sami was the exact same way he did Jey and he has never forgotten it.

36. And now on his IG, Jey has declared war! 😳

37. LISTEN TO THIS FROM THE FANS! And watch Roman’s reaction. Dropping the petals one by one over Sami and Kevin’s grave! 😭

38. All this time, we’ve had cool heel Roman. Now we have evil heel Roman. Finally.

I have no idea where this storyline is going, but I am on their edge of my seat and will gobble it all up.

MVP - The entire Bloodline and Kevin. No debate. These boys need to go to Hollywood asap.

Line of the night:

Everything from commentary. Pat, Michael Cole and Corey Graves were on 🔥🔥🔥🔥

#royal rumble #roman reigns #liv morgan #rhea ripley #jey uso #bianca belair #jimmy uso #solo sikoa #kevin owens #sami zayn #cody rhodes

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i-may-be-an-emu · 1 year

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My trans peter parker headcannon (The mcu one played by Tom)

TW: Talk of binding

NO WAY HOME SPOILERS (I know it came out ages ago but still)

peter made his original suit baggy so he doesn't have to bind in it since he wants to be safe

when ned found out about him being spiderman he asked peter if he laid eggs- CUZ HE TRANS

Tony knew when he made the suit cause he was researching peter and stumbled across his name and gender marker changing form thing-y, but he quickly put it away and immediately started installing a safe binder in the suit bc he didn't find any medical records of top surgery and wanted Peter to be safe

Tony then researched a bunch of trans stuff so he could better support him

Peter chose his name really randomly when he came out to May (who was extremely supportive) bc she asked him what pronouns he wanted to use and if he wanted a new name and peter panicked cause he did want a different name but completely forgot to choose on and he saw an add for a movie and it said "starring peter so and so" and blurted that out and it stuck

he told Mysterio who in turn told him he was trans too, and thats part of why peter felt so betrayed

In nwh he asks the other peters when they figured out their gender and Andrews one goes "oh around 10 or 11" and Toby's one goes "huh?"

It turns out Toby producing his own webs is cause he's cis which makes the other two peters kinda jealous and dysphoric but then MJ calls them drama kings and they feel better

Pen*s Parker is a transphobic taunt (I know this is on other trans peter posts but I love it, full credit to the one who thought of it first)

The peters share their coming out experiences (Toby's and Andrews are both bi)

Happy didn't know at first but then Peter tells him (before nwh) and he just goes "did I ask?" And rolls his eyes. He then says "suit up peter, the world needs spiderman" to show hes supportive (idk what the mission would be shh lol)

BONUS! Tom and Andrew's Peters have ADHD and Toby's is autistic.

Also to all the people who bind, please take a break and rest. Please, please follow the binding rules and don't mess up your ribs!! Stay safe 😊

#transgender #trans spiderman #trans peter parker #tony stark #spiderman #lgbtqia+#lgbtq #adhd #bisexual #Binding #chest binding #trans masc

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justdrawingcatsandotherstuff · 7 months

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Unfinished cat oc art

Story time:

Once in 2017 I had a warriors roleplay. Not mine, but I was invited. Any characters were allowed there, even magic ones or those who have purple fur like my first ever public oc + first sona named Darksnap. Aaand there was a person with the character called Riddle who was a catified Bill Cipher with different lore. We all liked this guy, me too, so I created more ocs based on him. Unfortunately his host disappear from social media and never saw my ocs or fanarts.

At first I created an oc that was supposed to join our rp and be connected to Riddle. But since Riddle's host disappeared I just created a separate headcanon story. Then developed it and now it has these characters pictured on the art. These are Goldenslash (yellow guy on the right), Mysterio and I forgot his mate's name. Yellow guy is jealous.

Btw first oc's that was connected to Riddle name was Goldenclaw. And those two, Goldenslash and Mysterio, are their ancestors that existed 10 cat generations ago.

I'm now rethinking Mysterio's design as a grey cat, but in at first these two were almost exact copies of Riddle and Goldenclaw. But with little differences, especially in character. But they followed a similar story.

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Other world facts:

Also about the names - they can have any names, warriors' or just words like "riddle". They also have types of magic. "Light" and "opposite" are the strongest and therefore those cats are likely to be leaders.

And these cats also had some creatures they fought with many decades ago. Those look similar to bold dragon cats who like gems and don't like living in their stone world. They prefer the magic cats' world and that was the reason of war. Creatures lost.

Also magic cats sometimes have offspring that doesn't have magic. And magic cats usually create themselves accessories for difference, most popular are hats and bowties (fashion, lol)

Another thing to say - medicine cats have unique magic type and communicate with the ghost world a lot for guidance. Personally, I don't even remember whether they have a moonstone. Also they can have kits, they gotta pass out the genes of the medicine magic type after all👌.

Also magic cats have rules to not break the world's balance despite having magic. And magic ones still learn to do things without magic, their mana can be driven out of them in some fighting situations. And if the cats are too much or mostly when they get bored of their world they go to the portal world to travel the universes and find a place they'd belong better. They still can visit their home world if they want.

And one more thing - if some cat is evil they exile them to the void world. This world is difficult to orientate at. Also is such a place where a lot of curious creatures of any kind go, and then they end up locked on here forever, as the undead black inky creatures I called "shadow creatures".

It probably works for the souls too and they don't have Dark Forest. But have their own Star Clan.

Also magic of the opposite is the strongest, hardest and rarest type of magic. Those who own it either blessed or cursed for life, mostly the second one I think.

More info about that, shadow creatures and the void will be when I'll be doing content about Goldenclaw someday 👌

(Final thing — they live far away from the normal cats, it's a balance feature)

#my art #my artwrok #digital art #artists on tumblr #drawing #artwork #art #oc artist #oc artwork #furry cat #oc #cats #warriors oc #original story #original writing #original worlds #Also in the first scenario Slash and Mysterio were past lives of Riddle and Golden #cat oc #cat oc art

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purplegirl20 · 2 years

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We Meet Again

Pairing: Edge x Self-Insert (Me) with mentions Damian Priest, Rhea Ripley and Finn

Summary: A certain someone returns to me.

Warning: Fluff

Tagging: @ghoulsister1 @omg-im-such-a-masochist @babiidee28 @sparkleva25 @alicejoaquin1990 @vintage-pvssy @ashkrystal @theworldofotps @nyc-kyra-93 @ziasaph @priestparty @queenzay @sultryfandoms @auburnwrites @windhamsrotunda@rheaanddamianfan@theclawdeen1442 @tmt-77 @blueberryomega @ironshamelessyouth

Note: I have this story saved up in my drafts for at least 2-3 weeks. I hope you enjoy this story.

July 30th: Summerslam

It was a hectic Saturday afternoon in Nashville. It was 5 hour before Summerslam. I was in the hotel room, packing our luggage while Damian just left to the Nissan Stadium to meet Rhea and Finn.

Shaynell: Alright. Let see. Clothes are packed tight, check. toiletries in ziploc bag, check. Shoes and socks, Check. Sunglasses, Check. Ok.

(knocks)

Shaynell: Huh. Who's at the door. Did Damian forgot something again?

I quickly get the door.

Shaynell: Damian! I told you to double-check before to left before the arena.

"Hello Boston cream"

I quickly gasp as I recognize a voice. I look up and saw Edge.

Shaynell:(quietly) Edge....

Tears slowly trickle down on my cheeks.

Edge:(chuckling)We meet again, my love.

Shaynell:(tearing up) Sprinkle!

I quickly smile and hug him tight. Edge wraps his arms around me and hold me tight.

I quickly take him inside of the hotel cream. I quickly look around the corridor so no one would see us. We sat down at the foot of the bed to talk.

Shaynell: Sprinkle, what are you doing here? What you doing is risky.

Edge: I'm here to see you, my Boston cream.

He smile and kiss him on the lips.

Edge:(chuckling) I've been waiting for a whole month.

Shaynell:(smiles) I miss you so much, sprinkle.

Edge:(smiling) I miss you too, Boston cream.

I smile and ran my fingers through his short hair.

Shaynell:(smiles) It's so scruffy. I Like it.

Edge:(chuckling) Thank you

I continue blushing and smiling at Edge.

Shaynell:(giggling) I'm sorry for acting like this. It just that I miss you and I miss you face.

I smile and caress his bearded face, making him smile.

Shaynell: I miss your warm smile, your blue eyes. Everything.

Edge:(smiles) I miss your smile. Our escapade together. I miss them.

Shaynell: What are you doing in Nashville?

Edge:(chuckling) I'm here to get my revenge on the judgement day.

Shaynell: It about time. I've been waiting for your return. The judgement day has been running rampant. They've been terrifying the Mysterios for weeks, even ruining Rey's 20th anniversary.

Edge:(sighs) I saw. It make me so angry for hurting Rey like that.

Shaynell: I'm angry for Rey, but I can't show my anger for it.

Edge: Really? Why?

Shaynell:(sighs)Ever since they kicked you out of Judgement Day, the dark side of Damian emerge from time to time. It scared me.

Edge:(concerned) Boston cream, did he hurt you?

Shaynell: No. It his aura. It started to become cold and distant during stressful situations during these last 6 weeks. Some day he acts like his usual self and other days, he act cold and distant. They're even days that he won't reply to my texts.

Edge:(sighs) Wow. That's crazy.

Shaynell: It is. I have to be extra careful. He would send Rhea or Finn to look over me for any type of insubordination.

Edge: Wow.

Shaynell: I'm lucky that I'm unsupervised right now.

Edge: I see. So that why you haven't got a call or text from you.

Shaynell: I'm sorry for that. I was afraid that they found that that I'm still contacting you.

Edge: It fine. I'm concerned for your safety.

Shaynell: Thank you for worrying for my safety.

(phone vibrating)

I quickly look up my phone and saw Damian's name on the screen.

Shaynell:(gasp) Damian! Edge you have to go!

Edge quickly nods his head in agreement. He quickly kiss me on the lips and smile.

Edge: Until we meet again, Boston.

Shaynell: Until we meet again, sprinkles.

He smile and quickly left my hotel room. I quickly grabs my phone to pick up his call

Shaynell: Hey Damian.

Damian: Mija. Where are you? I'm been texting you.

Shaynell: I'm sorry. I was taking a shower.

Damian: (sighs) Alright. You know I worried for you.

Shaynell: I know baby. I'm fine.

Damian:(sighs) Ok. But please try to pick up your phone next time.

Shaynell: Alright.

Damian: I love you, mija.

Shaynell: I love you too. I'll see you at the arena. Bye.

I quickly hangs up the phone and sighs in relief.

Shaynell:(sighs) That was a close one.

I quickly grabs my purse and grabs my phone and charger and stuff in it. I double checked the hotel room to make sure that nothing is missing.

Shaynell:(sighs) Alright. Everything is packed up. All we need to do is pick it up after the show.

I left the hotel room to get to Summerslam.

#wwe edge #wwe fanfiction #wwe oneshot #the judgment day #adam copeland #edge wwe #damian priest #puerto rican papi #finn balor #rhea ripley

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parttimetimetravellermaybe · 28 days

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Today, I bring a compilation of conversations and things that happened while watching Spiderman Far from Home with my sister (we both had already seen it but she's not a Marvel fan, and doesn't care to remember so she's sometimes forgetting stuff)

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mysterio appears on screen

My sister, after some seconds: "Aaah, that's the one with illusions, right?"

Me: "Yes, Taylor Swift would confirm it"

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My sister tries to pronounce the names of Taylor Swift songs she knows (she doesn't know english)

Me pointing behind her: "Look, that's the demon you just summoned"

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My sister starts snapping her fingers in my face

Me: "What?"

My sister: "I'm trying to make you disappear. Why isn't it working?"

(This was after the movie explained the blip)

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My sister, talking about May: "And who is that?"

A few seconds later, after ahe realizes who May is: "Ah, well in my defense, I forgot about her because she's dead."

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My sister grabs the cat and points to the screen: "Look that one dies [may] and that one [happy] forgets about that one [peter]"

#marvel #spiderman #far from home #funny conversations #she always makes funny commentaries on whatever i make her watch #if i get the chace ill make her watch the new doctor who only to hear what she comes up with

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mmelionsblog · 2 years

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Unwanted Visitors [M.M]

miles! x reader

Peter Parker and yourself have been best friends since day one of high school. The first day of freshmen year, you had been paired up for a science project with said boy himself, and you realized he was super smart too. Sure you could’ve just used him to pass the class and all, but that wasn’t what you thought of the first time you met him.

You thought he was one of the most prettiest person on earth you laid eyes on. Of course, you kept this secret for months until sophomore year came up. Ned had became his best- guy friend as he called it, and then MJ showed up more into your trio, that sooner became a quad.

It was hard, seeing MJ and Peter flirting just in front of you. You shook it off though, because that’s what best friends do. They want you to be at your happiest.

After sophomore year passed, you and the other two realized your beloved friendly neighborhood Spider-Man was in fact, Peter Parker. You were the last one to find out, due to mysterio being on the news and telling everyone.

“Did you know?” You had asked, MJ and Ned were standing side by side by Peter. “Did you?” You whispered, “you know- I- I never understood why Peter would run off, or call off our study dates all of a sudden when I needed him the most… yet you two never-” you hiccuped, “just stay safe Parker.” You mumble the last part, and his eyes went wide.

You never called him by his last name, and this time, it just felt right. Though to him, his whole heart ached. “Y/n- I meant to tell you some-” you cut him off. “I hope your safe, and I hope you keep these two safe as well.” You walk off, and swing your bag onto your back.

Being backstabbed by the person you love the most hurts, and now that you have no friends you don’t know what to do. You might be overthinking this or being way too dramatic, but Peter not telling you first really hurt.

Sighing, you collapsed on your bed and turned on the tv. Switching it as fast as you could because all you saw was Spider-Man, Spider-Man, Spider-Man. Turning it off in frustration, you sleep.

It had been about two days since you last saw the trio, and whenever you do see them they do try to talk to you but you keep on running away every time. This time, Peter had caught up to you. “I don’t wanna lose my best friend,” he spoke. “Yet you kept secrets from her,” you mumbled. “I’m sorry- okay? It- it just slipped my mind,” “you forgot about me?” He nodded, slowly. You scoff and leave him, standing there.

After that, it had been one day. One day when it felt all off, and something did not feel right at all. You decided to stay in your nice cozy apartment that you shared with your family. It was two a.m, when you heard something fell on the latter outside of your window. You got up, confused. “Hello?” You called out, slowly going to the window after turning on the light.

You opened it up, to see a person that looked like Spider-Man laying there, but you knew it wasn’t Peter. “Oh my god, are you okay ?” You asked, helping the guy up. His suit was covered black and red, nothing like the Spider-Man you knew. The new so called Spider-Man, nodded. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. Thank you. I- I just need a minute,” he stuttered out. Trying to gasp for air, “fuck- this , this isn’t New York is it?” He mumbled. “It- it is New York?” You questioned him, backing up a little. You idiot, you let a crazy into your apartment. What would your mother think if she wasn’t on her night job?

“I’m- im just gonna,” he ripped of his mask, and then your eyes just went wide. “I thought you were supposed to keep that a secret?” He shrugged, “I’m not from this universe so I suppose I don’t really care, besides. This Spider-Man got his face plastered all over New York. What’s that about?” He asked.

“Peter?.. uhm- he fought mysterio, he won obviously, but mysterio had other plans after he died and… well he just, he exposed him. And now people hate peter because mysterio was this so called superhero.” The guy in front of you nodded, “ohhh.. things went south. I see here, I see. Kinda like- how I first started being kid-Arachnid”

“Kid arachnid? I like that,” you giggle out. “Y/n,” you forgot that you hadn’t said your name, and so you introduce yourself to him. “Miles- miles morales it’s a pleasure to meet a very kind lady.” You smile, getting a first aid kit that was sitting in your bathroom. “Let me patch you up,” he nods and sits on the floor, “okay doc. Patch me up.”

Even though you just met him, you couldn’t help but feel your heart rise as he takes off his suit. His whole body was seen to your eyes, and you could tell he’s been fighting for hours. “Oh my god,” you mumble. “This might sting,” you look him up in the eye for permission to start, and he just stared right back up at you, nodding.

As you were patching him up, you didn’t feel the eyes of Peter Parker, yet Miles did. He didn’t mind though, because when you talked about Peter you talked like you knew him personally. “Hey, Y/n?” Miles hummed. “Yeah?” You stopped, seeing as you were done patching him up and patted his chest. His chest felt nice, the way how your hand fit perfectly onto his left shoulder.

“Do you usually get unwanted visitors?” Another sigh came out, but it wasn’t yours or miles. You got up quick to defend the guy behind you and he laughed, as you saw Peter standing at your window. “What is with all the spiders crawling up to my room? Are you kidding me..” you sigh. “Who the hell is this?” Peter cussed, asking you and trying to be protective. “Peter, this is Miles. Miles, Peter.” Miles waved at him, but Peter didn’t budge.

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goldenstripes001 · 5 years

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Petition to call the part when Peter tries to tell Fury about Mysterio only for it to be a trap “Nightmare scene”

#peter perker #spiderman #spider man #ffh #far from home #sffh #spiderman far from home #spider man far from home #spiderman ffh #spider man ffh #mysterio #i forgot mysterio’s name #nightmare scene

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loslotharios · 3 years

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Y'all my son is 5 years old <333

#he actually turned 5 yesterday butttt i forgot 💀💀💀#his name is Clint Mysterio btw #my dogs

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tooearlyforthis · 2 years

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Remember Me | Peter Parker

Pairing: Post NWH!Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 5.6k

Synopsis: After Doctor Strange made the world forget, Peter Parker struggles to live a normal life, that is until someone remembers him.

Warnings: Just a little bit of fluff

Things to Note: In this story, Peter and MJ were never romantically involved before Strange's spell.

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Hey y'all this is my first one shot for Tumblr! I had a lot of fun writing this. Let me know what else you wanna see and if my request/ask me box isn't working please let me know I'm still trying to figure out how this all works haha.

Peter Parker, a name forgotten by the entire world. He knew it was the right decision, with the only family he had left gone it seemed like the easy choice - now, he wasn't so sure.

Peter didn’t realize how much of his life relied on his connections with others. Whether it was sending Happy a million unread messages or building lego sets with Ned, he needed constant reassurance from others that everything was going to be okay.

And now he was on his own in a dingy little apartment studying for his GEDs while Ned and MJ were off at MIT. Even if May had a lot of money saved up, none of it would go to him, the longer he lived alone the more he realized no family connections had their drawbacks. So he did what he told himself he would never do, he went to work for the enemy. Not a real enemy, no one close to the Vulture or Mysterio, though he had to admit J. Jonah Jameson was a close second.

Peter walked out of the Flat Iron building that was now offices for the Daily Bugle, determined to get a cup of coffee before he snuck into some alley to change into his Spider-Man suit. Taking photos of Queen’s now still-masked superhero felt like cheating, especially when he was the one in the suit. But money was tight and he needed something to get the ground rolling.

He rounded the corner until he spotted Sweet Bean Cafe. It was a relatively new shop so it was always packed with customers, no matter what time of day. With a sigh, Peter got in the line to the cashier, hoping a cup of joe would make his day a little more bearable. Letting his eyes drift across the store, they landed on the barista at the one open register.

It was a girl who looked to be around his age, her eyes scanning over the cash register frantically as she tried to help people in a timely manner. He felt a smile creep on his face as he watched her usher over the next customer. When Peter first began his job search he knew he had to stay away from any food-related jobs. Spider-Man might be fast and agile but Peter Parker was a total klutz.

There was something familiar about the girl, but he couldn’t quite place a finger on why. After the spell and everyone forgot him, Peter started making a conscious effort to stay away from the people he used to know. Over the summer when Ned was still in town, he made sure to take a different street every day, just to avoid Ned’s usual walking route to the grocery store he temporarily worked at.

But this girl… he was cute he had to admit, which meant he probably didn’t have the courage to approach her in whatever situation he had seen her in last. He tried to read her tag, the name becoming more and more clear as he-

“Can I help you?”

Peter froze, looking up to make direct eye contact with her. Shit, he thought to himself. He was so busy trying to figure out how he knew her that the line had moved all the way up to him.

“H-hi,” he stumbled out, still trying to recover from being caught off guard.

She smiled back at him, trying to hide a shift’s worth up exhaustion behind her expression. “What can I get for you?”

Peter tilted his head slightly before remembering what he was doing in the first place. “Right! Can I get a double shot of espresso?”

He watched as she wrote his order on a cup “A double espresso? Someone must be having a rough day.”

“Not yet,” he said. “But I’m anticipating one.”

She chuckled at his comment, brushing a piece of hair out of her face. “Smart move,” she told him. “It’s good to get ahead of the game.” Now it was Peters's turn to chuckle. “That’ll be $3.25.”

Peter reached into his bag to grab a five-dollar bill. When he looked back up, he saw the barista intensely staring at him. “Is cash fine?” he asked.

That pulled her out of her gaze. “Y-yeah sorry.” She took the bill, placed it in the register, and grabbed his change. “You just look really familiar.”

Peter awkwardly laughed as he grabbed his change from her. “I don’t think so,” he said. Even is he did look familiar there was no way in hell that she would remember-

“Peter right? Peter Parker?”

Peter’s face fell white. He looked back up at her, his heart racing at the mere mention of his name. “Y-yeah… how did you-“

“I went to Midtown High. I thought you looked familiar we had Chem together. y/n y/l/n if that rings any bells?”

“I-“

“You were on the academic decathlon team, right? I went to a practice at the beginning of sophomore year,” Y/n laughed as she remembered the meeting. “It wasn’t the right fit for me.”

“Yeah… I was,” Peter said, still baffled by what was going on. He did remember her, she sat at the lab table across from his and Ned’s. He couldn’t stop himself from asking, “How do you remember me?”

“I’m pretty good with remembering faces. You were friends with Ned Leeds, right? How is he?”

Peter opened his mouth to respond, unsure of what he was going to say. It didn’t matter though, another customer beat him to it. “Hey, there’s still a line here!”

“Sorry, for bombarding you with all these questions you probably don’t remember me.” He tried to speak but she just kept talking. “Here’s your receipt, just wait at the other end of that table over there and they will bring your order right out.”

Peter awkwardly moved off to the side as another customer approached Y/n. What was probably a small friendly moment for her was life-changing for him.

How did she remember him? How could anyone remember him? Doctor Strange’s spell was concrete, he knew that. When he ran into Happy when he went to bring flowers to May’s grave, he had no recollection of him at all, despite still remembering his ties to Spider-Man.

His eyes transfixed on her as he waited for his cup of coffee. He watched as she helped a line of new customers before another employee stepped in to talk over. y/n moved over to the workstation to help another coworker make the drinks. As he watched her Peter kept replaying her words over and over again in his brain. Peter right? Peter Parker? It was only his name but just remembering him made the words weigh so much more.

He watched as she put the lid on a cup, looking up into the sea of customers waiting for their orders, her eyes landing on him. Peter felt himself freeze at the sudden eye contact but all she did was give him a warm smile, bringing the cup over to the drop-off area.

“Double espresso for Peter Parker,” Y/n announced, setting his cup down.

Peter hurriedly ran over to accept it. “Thanks,” he said.

“Anytime.”

Y/n started to walk away and Peter felt his heart pull away from him. No, he couldn’t lose this. He couldn’t just let go of the only person that remembered who he was. Before he could even think she shouted at her. “Wait, Y/n!”

She turned, walking back to face him.“Is there something wrong with the drink?”

“N-no the drink is fine it's just…” he trailed off, trying to think of a way to not make anything sound creepy or weird. “I would really like to… catch up sometime.”

She smiled at his words glancing around the room before turning her attention back to him. “I get off work at 6. Meet me here?”

“I-I… yeah, sure. I’ll meet you here.”

Y/n leaned back, walking over to pick up another order. “Enjoy the double espresso, Parker.”

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“Parker! Do you have those photos I asked for!” Jameson yelled from his office.

The rest of the day went by slower than Peter had liked. When he left the Sweet Bean Cafe he found he couldn’t focus on anything but Y/n. As he got dressed as Spider-Man, she was on his mind. Y/n's laugh filled his ears as he took photos of himself stopping a robbery. And now, as his mind drifted off at his desk, Jameson calling him from his office, all he could picture was her smile.

“Parker!” Jameson yelled again.

Peter was pulled out of his daydream by the voice of his boss, picking up the freshly printed photos of Spider-Man he had on his desk. Quickly, he rushed into the office, placing the photos in from of Jameson.

“Here,” Peter said. “Spider-Man stopped another robbery today.”

Jameson skeptically picked up the photos, cycling through them with a raised eye brow. “Trash, trash, disgusting, trash, not too bad… and trash. Parker, I asked you for something new here something spectacular!”

“I followed him to all his crime locations this was the most interesting one!”

Jameson sighed, picking up the ‘not too bad’ photo. Fine, we’ll print this one. Cooper!”

Cory Cooper, another photography editor stuck his head into the office. “Yeah boss?” he asked.

“Take this photo over to metro. I want a more menacing title this time. Something like Spider-Crook! Swinging vigilante foils bank robbers’ plot, forcing the modern-day Robin Hoods’ children to go hungry. Yeah, I like the sound of that.”

“On it sir!” Cooper took the photo from Jameson, running around the room.

“Mr. Jameson, Spider-Man was trying to help those people in the bank he didn’t do anything wrong!” Peter tried to reason with him.

“I pay you for your pictures Parker, not your opinion. If that’s all you have for me you’re free to go.”

Peter sighed walking back out of the office and slumping into his chair. He hated his job at the Daily Bugle but working there was better than not working at all. He leaned forward in his chair, turning his phone over when the time caught his eye.

It was 5:50 pm.

A rush of excitement rushed through him as he remembered he planned to meet Y/n back at the coffee shop. He was unbelievably excited, nervous, anxious - anything emotion imaginable. Quickly, he packed up his bag for the day, cleaning his desk up before rushing out of the building.

It was September, the night wind colder as fall crept up upon New York. He put his hands in his pockets as he approached the cafe. The clear windows and bright lights made it easy to see inside. As he peered in, he spotted Y/n, helping clean up a stain on the counter. Peter found that he couldn’t move his feet anymore.

What if this morning had all been a dream? A figment of his imagination? Just then, Y/n looked up from the table and out the window. She smiled when she saw him, motioning a finger up that she would be outside too.

Peter nodded as he watched another girl come around the shop counter to replace Y/n for the night shift. She gathered her things, hurrying outside until she was standing a few feet in front of him.

“Hey, Peter,” said Y/n.

“H-hey,” he said back. Internally, he felt like he was running a marathon. This was proof that he hadn’t made up the morning, that someone had remembered him. He didn’t know why she did, but he knew that he wasn’t going to let her out of his life any time soon.

“Since it's getting late I thought you could walk me home? We can catch up and make a date to hang out that was on a whim.”

Peter smiled. “Yeah, I’d like that.” He removed his tight grip on his side bag to move outward. “Lead the way.”

Y/n smiled, beginning to walk in the direction of her apartment. It had been awkwardly quiet for a few moments. The two weren’t friends in high school and Y/n wondered why he had taken a sudden interest in her now. She remembered he had a crush on Liz their sophomore year. She also remembered that he ditched her a the homecoming dance…

Nevertheless, she liked to not assume the worst in people. From the few interactions they had in chem, she saw that he was a nice guy and surely he had a reason to be a no-show the night of the dance.

“So…” Peter said, breaking the silence. “How has life been? You know, since the blip.”

Y/n sighed. “It’s been interesting… my mom didn’t snap, she passed away while I was gone so it’s just been me and my dad.”

“Oh, Y/n I’m so sorry to hear that,” Peter said apologetically.

“You have nothing to apologize for, everyone’s life got turned upside down after Thanos… What about you? You lived with your aunt right?”

She watched as Peter got quiet again, she guessed family was a touchy subject for the both of them. “I- I’m on my own now. My aunt passed away a few months ago so I guess it's just me and the Big Apple now.”

“Oh…” Y/n said, not sure of what to say. “What about Ned? I remember you too always attached at the hip in high school. He got so sad when you didn’t come back for senior year, like he didn’t have his person with him you know?”

“Ned… is a complicated subject. We don’t talk anymore so, yeah. I guess I’m on my own now.”

“Well,” she said, walking a few feet ahead so she could turn around to face him fully. “Now you have me.”

She watched as a smile crept on his face, looking down momentarily to regain his composure. “Yeah, I’m glad for that. Can I ask you something that’s going to sound kind of weird.”

“Ooh I love weird questions, shoot.”

“How is it that you remember so much about me. Nowadays it feels like….” He had to choose his words carefully. “Like I was wiped from existence.”

“I told you, I’m good at remembering faces," she said with a smirk.

“Yeah… sorry forgetting all serious there,” Peter laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as she fell back into a walking rhythm with him. “Are you in school still? Ya know college?”

“I’m taking community college classes on the side. Trying to save up more money for an actual education.”

“Yeah, I can understand that.”

“What about you? Off at some big shot school like NYU?”

“I uh, actually I’m finishing up my GED’s right now… things have been crazy since the blip so…” Peter could feel the pity for her face, the feeling bad for what he was going through a look that made him want to punch a wall. “But I work at the Daily Bugle so I’m hoping that will help just start a career a little bit,” he added.

Y/n scoffed. “The Daily Bugle?” she asked.

“Yeah… is that a bad thing?”

“No, well, yes- I just don’t like the stuff they write about Spider-Man. They always paint him in a negative light and I feel like people overlook the good he has done for the city.”

Peter felt his eyes widen when she said that. Ever since the world had forgotten Peter Parker, the city had been divided on how they felt about the masked hero. From his own experience, it felt like more people hated him than adored him. That’s why he was so eager to get back out on the street again. To help the little guy and drive himself to his city again.

He thought about contacting the lawyer he and his aunt consulted from before the spell. After he left, Peter did some digging and found out a little more about how agile the blind guy really was. He figured that if anyone was going to know his secret again it would be him. But then some bad politicians entered his side of town and Peter thought it was best to let him handle the issue without a teenager to look after.

“So you’re a Spider-Man supporter? Those are rare nowadays,” he told Y/n, careful to see where the conversation was heading.

She furrowed her brows. “Are you not? Wait, scratch that, you probably aren’t you work at the Bugle…”

“Actually I am.”

Y/n turned to look at him in shock. “Really? The Daily Bugle has a secret Spider-Man supported right under their noses. I wonder how your boss will react.”

“Oh he knows,” Peter laughed, remembering the conversation he had with Jameson earlier that day. “It’s the only job I can get and Jameson would rather have a Spider-Man supporter and photos than nothing at all.”

“I respect that,” she said. “Maybe one day I’ll join you there and we can slowly convert the staff on our side, infect them from within.”

“Ooh taking down the system from the inside I like it.”

The two laughed as they approached a building. Y/n stopped moving, turning to face him again. “Well, Parker. This is me,” she said. “Thanks for walking me home.”

“Of course,” he responded. “Maybe I could walk you home again sometime if you’ll let me.”

She felt her cheeks turn red. “Tomorrow? Same time?”

“I’ll be there,” he said, trying to hide his excitement.

Without thinking, she leaned forward, planting a kiss on his cheek. “See ya later, Parker,” she said, walking up the stairs and into the apartment complex.

Peter was reveling in what just happened. He brought his fingers up to where she had kissed him, tracing the outline as he tried to hold on to that feeling of her lips on his skin.

Tomorrow was going to be a great day.

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It had been over four months since Peter and Y/n had hung out for the first time. Walking her home had become a routine for the both of them. She had given him her schedule for the week, and he would meet her when her shift was over. They did meet outside of their daily walks home, hanging out at his dingy apartment which Y/n had loved since she first laid eyes on it.

They had been hanging out so much that it felt like he had known her his whole life. That gap he felt, from being on his own, alone for so long, was slowly starting to be filled by her. He picked up on little things, like the way her nose scrunched when she got excited about something.

She had told him things that Peter could relate a little too much to. It made Peter feel like he mattered in her life. He was the one she turned to when he couldn’t sleep at night, the one that held her during a sad movie or when work got a little too rough. She relied on him and he relied on her. That was their bond and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He also found out she was a huge Star Wars fan, something that made him feel a little closer to his life before the spell. He loved that she was a nerd, he felt like he could tell her anything, well, almost anything. Over the last couple of weeks, it had become increasingly harder to hide his past from her. Every time they started to get deep with each other or when she would bring up Midtown or Ned and MJ, he tried desperately to change the subject. Peter knew how perceptive she was though, and he felt like she had already caught on to his little charade.

“I thought I’d bring us some drinks for the road,” Y/n said, walking out of the coffee shop to meet Peter like she always did.

He turned to meet her eyes, her beautiful eyes that he couldn’t help himself from staring at. Peter smiled, accepting the drink. “Thanks,” he said, and they started their walk.

“So, I was thinking…”

“Oh no, it’s dangerous when you think,” Peter joked, taking a sip of the double shot of espresso she had made for him.

He felt her punch him in the arm. “Hey!”

“I’m only joking! So, you were thinking…”

“I was thinking when we get to my place we could watch The Princess Bride. I remember you saying last week it had been a while since you had seen it and since you don’t have a tv at your apartment I thought-“ Y/n looked over at him, his gaze stuck on her, his eyes starting to get watered up. “What? Did I do something? Should I not have brought that movie up?”

“No,” Peter said, trying to recover from his little moment. It had been so long since someone had cared about him, he forgot what it was like. To have someone listen and remember. “No, Princess Bride, sounds great. I hope you know I will be quoting every line.”

Y/n laughed. “Not if I beat you to it. I-“

She was interrupted by a voice from behind them. “Put the coffee down and give me your bags.”

The two of them froze, slowly turning around to see a man in his late-30s holding a gun at them, his roughed-up hair and tattered clothes making it clear he was homeless.

“Did you two not hear me the first time! Put down the drinks and hand over the bags!” the man yelled.

Peter quickly put his drink down, stumbling for his wallet. He could feel Y/n's fear next to him. Slowly he moved his eyes to face her. She was frozen, not moving to put her drink down or do anything, just standing still in shock. The cocked his gun and brought it up to her head.

It became like a reflex to Peter. He pushed Y/n away and used his other hand to aim the man’s hand in the air. The gun went off, soaring up into the sky and she stumbled back and fell on the floor. Peter then punched the guy in the stomach, making him back up before shooting a web and the man’s gun hand, making it stick to the wall.

“Hey-“ the man tried to say, but Peter shot another web to cover his mouth.

Panting from his adrenaline rush, Peter turned and knelt down next to her. “Oh my god, Y/n are you okay? Are you hurt?”

She stared up at him, her face more in shock than when the robber approached them. “I couldn’t- and then you…” She tried to muster out a sentence but they all came in short increments, her mind moving too fast for her lips to catch up. “You- you shot-“

Helping her to her feet, Peter said. “I know, Y/n, just listen to me.”

She backed away, her arm raised at him, and then towards the robber still webbed to the wall. “You’re- you’re him.” She didn’t even have to say the name, they both know what she was talking about. “You’re him!” she repeated, trying to let what she was saying sink in.

“I know, Y/n just let me explain-“

“All this time?” she interrupted him. “Have you been him all this time?”

Peter sighed in defeat, letting his hands drop to his sides. “Yes.”

“I- I don’t even know what to say. I- I thought we trusted each other.”

“I do I trust you so much, Y/n.” Peter tried to move closer to her but she back further down the street.

“No, it isn’t. This isn’t trust. This is something you tell the only person you ever talk to nowadays!” she said raising her voice.

This was hurting her badly. Why was this hurting so much? She had only really known him for a few months, but she felt like they had been best friends since birth.

“We’ve been friends for months! I thought we really bonded, Peter. I told you things that no one else knows about me! And then what do I get in return? A lousy excuse for leaving Midtown and now- and now this? I can’t even begin to process this right now I-I need to get home.”

“No, Y/n please, let me come with you we can talk about this-“

“I need time on my own, Peter. Just give me some space.” She started to walk off down the street, leaving Peter alone on the empty road.

“No!” He yelled out after her, running to try and catch up. He could feel the tears start to roll down his cheeks. Everything was too good. He had to know that it would all come crashing down eventually. “I won’t lose you too! I won’t lose the only person that remembers me!”

Those words made Y/n stop in her tracks. She turned around, just in time for Peter to catch up, out of breath from running down the block. “What?” she asked.

Peter wiped away a tear from his cheek. Of course, he had to go screw up and bring that up too. Months, of hiding this from her only to get exposed along with his secret identity, one that he tried so hard to make everyone forget. But now, standing on the empty street below a poorly like street light, he felt like he owed her the truth. The whole truth.

“No one else remembers me,” Peter began, he could see the confused expression on her teary-eyed face.

“That’s not true Peter I bet loads of people-“

“No!” He cut her off. “No one remembers me. I just-“ He sighed, moving towards with intent, he grabbed her hands, holding them in his as he looked up into her eyes. “I will tell you everything I promise… can we just please go back to your place and talk about this?”

She stared at him for a moment, looking into his eyes as he pleaded with her. She felt the squeeze of his hands in hers, giving in. “Fine… but this doesn’t mean I’m not mad at you.”

“I don’t expect anything less. You have a right to be mad. I messed up, again.”

The two of them walked back to Y/n's apartment in silence. Peter could feel her keep glancing over at him as they approached her building. Her dad was out of town for the weekend, it's why they made plans to hang out in the first place. She turned on the lights, Peter awkwardly standing until she motioned it was okay for them to sit on the couch.

“Okay,” Y/n said, breaking the silence. “Explain.”

Peter took a deep breath in, trying to work out how he was going to explain everything to her. Then, he began. “I-I am Spider-Man. I have been since the beginning. I’m sorry for not telling you about it. I wish I had told you sooner it's just- It’s not that I don’t trust you, I don’t trust anyone else, and that’s what makes it dangerous.”

“Why would it be dangerous Peter, I still don’t understand… And then you said I’m the only person that remembers you I’m just really confused.”

“I know it's just- god, how do I explain this. I got snapped away, just like half of the planet. I was helping Mr. Stark fight Thanos and when I came back I helped again. I watched him die. He was the only mentor I had after-“ Peter had to stop himself from getting to emotional. He could feel her arm rubbing circles on his back, soothing him.

“After Mr. Stark died, I did return to school. I saw Ned again and MJ, Ned knew at the time and he was the best friend someone could ask for. Not excluding you of course-“

Y/n let a small smile grace her face. “It’s okay, Peter. Just continue.”

“We went to Europe over the summer with the decathlon team and this guy Mysterio convinced everyone he was from another earth- a superhero trying to help out against these big elemental creatures.”

“Wait, Mysterio. He was in the news over the summer. They were saying he has murdered by-“ she stopped as the realization hit her. “Peter did you-“

“No! It wasn’t me. One of the drones hit him not me! But then this tape came out and, well, he revealed my identity to the world.”

She furrowed her eyebrows at that. “Are you sure? I would’ve remembered if everyone found out you were Spider-Man.”

“That’s what I’ve been getting too. Life was hell after he did that. A lot of stuff happened that maybe later I can tell you more about but for now I’ll just say it attracted some… visitors. One ended up killing Aunt May and-“ Peter couldn’t hold back any more tears. He felt Y/n pull him into her arms. He hugged her as tightly as he could, tears streaming down his face. “I couldn’t stop it, Y/n I couldn’t save her.”

“It’s okay, Peter I’m sure it wasn’t your fault.” They pulled away as she reached a hand up to wipe his cheek away.

“These villains were coming in from everywhere and Dr. Strange said they were coming because of me. The only way to stop it was for him to cast a spell that the entire world forgot who I was. Ned, MJ, all the Avengers I had fought with- No one would remember me.”

“So you were being literal when you said that. No one remembers who you are?” she asked him which he promptly shook his head yes to. “Then, how do I remember? Why can I remember you when no one else can?”

Peter shrugged. “I truly don’t know. I had been on my own for a while. I couldn’t return back to school because there was no record of me, I couldn’t go to the Avengers. I was on my own. And then I walked into a coffee shop and you took my order. Not only did you look familiar to me but you remembered who I was. I just couldn’t- I couldn’t let the only one who knew me slip away.”

“Well,” she said, putting her hand on top of his. “I’m glad I remember you.”

Peter raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? Cause we almost got robbed liked 30 minutes ago-“

Y/n laughed, looking down for a moment. “Yes, Peter I am glad. Even if we weren’t friends in high school, we are now and I’m really happy about that.”

Peter smiled back. “I’m happy about that too.”

He swore that he felt her moving closer to him like gravity was pushing them together. He could feel her breath on his, her hands moving closer. Peter felt himself inch closer to him, unable to resist her much longer.

After so many months of not being able to share this part of his life with her, it felt like he had just finished laying all of his cards on the table. There were no secrets between them anymore and Y/n felt like they had truly become one. Slowly she leaned forward, ready to close the gap between them…

But then, a siren blared in the distance. They both looked out the window, Peter turning slowly back to her. “I should probably go help with that…”

She nodded, agreeing with him, leaning back on the couch as she watched Peter nonchalantly remove his shirt. “Oh my god Peter what are you doing?!” she exclaimed, hiding her head in her hands at his sudden choice to get naked.

“Y/n, it's okay, I’m wearing my suit.” Slowly she peered up from her hands to see Peter holding his shirt, pants, and shoes neatly in a pile, the red and blue Spider-Man suit draped around his body. She took the suit, staring him up and down in surprise. “Sorry, I should have warned you before I did that.”

“It’s fine,” she said. “Just startled me a little… do you wear your suit under your clothes every day?”

Peter blushed as she stood up to meet his eye line. “Maybe?” he said, walking over and opening her window. He took his mask, starting to cover his face.

“Wait!” Y/n said, causing him to stop.

Without a second thought, she rushed over to him and kissed him. She could feel for a second that he was caught off guard before he slowly melted into the kiss. With one hand still rested on the open window, he wrapped his other around her waist pulling him closer to her. The kiss felt perfect, like two puzzle pieces finally joined together, a choreographed dance that went on without any mistake. Soon they pulled apart, both panting from the experience. she rested her head on his, she could see a smile form on his lips.

“I’m really happy you remember me, Y/n,” he said.

“I’m really happy I do too,” she responded, lifting her head up to look at him.

She could see the blush on his cheeks as his eyes drifted back and forth from hers and her lips. Smiling she leaned in and kissed him again. It was a shorter kiss this time, but she put just as much passion into it as the first one.

When they pulled apart again, she took a step back. She smiled at him and said, “Go get ‘em, tiger.”

With a smirk, he pulled his mask down over his face and leaped from the window.

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⌗ ˚ ͙◌˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟗𝟎𝘀˖ ࣪ .ִֶָ

warnings! [none rly, fluff, spanish, look at his smile in the second gif 🥺]

also to the anon who requested this sry it took long lol,, i also lost your request looool

— it was a cloudy day in early '97, you and dusty rhodes had been trying to figure out a new finisher for a match you had later in the day, you were both siting on the side of the ring just chatting when rey mysterio and another man behind him approached you.

— you and rey were close friends, so you immediately jumped up and when to hug him. “haven't seen you since last week!" you and rey were just catching up while dusty talked to the other guy. as rey went on to talk to dusty, the other guy approached and introduced himself while being totally extra, “my god mami! you're the most beautiful woman i've ever seen, i'm eddie guerrero, mind telling me your name?” “eddie, leave her alone, oh i forgot what i was here for! dusty, vince wanted to see us.” rey said. so they both left you and him alone.

— you gave him your prettiest smile and stuck you hand out to shake his, “my name is y/n y/l/n”

“y/n?” he asks, you giggle as you nod “well hello y/n,” and instead of shaking your hand, he took it and pressed a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

— “you're absolutely breathtaking, mami”

“and you're lucky my spanish is good, pretty boy”

— and you stood there talking to each other about everything and nothing at the same time. you ended up inviting him to lunch with you, even though it was you and dusty's thing, the older man was nowhere to be seen and this was your chance to get to know eddie better.

— throughout lunch you both kept flirting with each other, eddie had an addictive personality, he was absolutely hilarious and was overall an amazing person.

— an ever since that day you've been practically glued at the hip.

— you quickly became everyone's favourite duo backstage. you both were the 'flirty friend' and everyone got to watch you flirt with each other like there's no tomorrow, which was absolutely entertaining.

— eddie had developed several habits after getting close to you,

i.𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 regardless of the situation or what the conversation being had was, your hand was in his being kissed.

ii. 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 grips on your waist to bring you close to him, you always place your hands on his chest and try to push him away even though you both know that can't resist him.

iii. 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝘂𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 eddie was really touchy in general, always keeping his hands on you but once he realized that back hugs are superior, he didn't want to let go of you ever again.

— you'd drop some of the dirtiest pick up lines just to see him all blushy because his reactions were either :o or (◍•.•◍).

— it wasn't too long after that vince decided to put you in a love angle because of your incredible chemistry, and being that it was a love angle, the flirting was now through the roof. eddie was now flirting with you on and off screen, and the fans absolutely adored you as a couple. you quickly began to notice the way your heart would beat quicker when he's around, how you'd try to look your best to impress him, just the small things that made you realize that you had developed feelings for the charismatic latino.

— now, you weren't stupid. you knew eddie liked you. it was about the most obvious thing ever. everyone knew that you and eddie like each other, it was undeniable and you just looked like a couple, but as soon as someone asks, “are you guys dating?” “no..why?”

— at some point rey locked you two in his locker room and decided that no one's leaving the room unless you confess because he was sick of the unofficial third wheeling.

— “is it bad, that i'm like, in love with you cariña?”

— “no” you smiled, “ i was waiting for you to say it first”, and if rey's locker room's walls could talk, he'd know that you and eddie made out all over the place.

— now to actual bf eddie

— my god, he's so sweet :(

— actual heart eyes when looking at you, you could be screaming bloody murder and he'd be like “you're so pretty baby ( ♡‿♡ )”

— he loves you so much one can see it in his eyes, just the way he looks at you indicates how much love he holds for you.

— he's your number one fan, he's always at ring side watching your matches to make sure that you're safe and sound. will always cheer for you and give you hugs and kisses regardless of if you won or lost.

— so protective of you ??? like not in a overly bad way, he just knows the way some people can be and he doesn't want you to get hurt. always has his arms around you or watches you from afar to make sure you don't fall flat on your face :D

— not really jealous but he doesn't want anyone but him near you.

— he comes up with different nicknames for you every 3-4 minutes. that's his job now.

— on your days off he wants nothing more than cuddles. so many omg. like dawg, he won't let you go. LITTLE SPOON EDDIE PLS OMG :( he'd lay on your chest and let you play with his hair, literally falls asleep in 0.3 seconds if you pat on his hair.

— cooks for you all the time, like seriously, all you eat is the food he makes you.

— gets so worried when you're sick or tired, especially if it's on a day where you have matches. on a whole other level of protective when you're injured or pass out of exhaustion. has once convinced vince to give you a break before because he was so worried about you.

— hella goofy. like seriously, would pull pranks on you all the time, but you find him hilarious so he continues to prank you.

— you're literally not allowed to sit anywhere but on his lap. chairs, stools, couches, tables, are all jobless.

— he spoils you so much. saw you once just glance at a necklace, literally just glance, boy bought the whole set for you and you were like ??? thanks ???

— he's spoiled too, can be bratty sometimes. he knows he's your baby and will get his way with you, always.

— overall 10/10 boyfriend, highly recommended.

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