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lesbian-deadpool · 1 year
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Y/N: I played Dungeons and Dragons with Peter, Ned, and MJ.
Y/N: They were supposed to fight the wolves surrounding a town.
Y/N: Instead, they fed the wolves and turned them into their friendly wolf army.
Y/N: These kids, man. They’re gonna make the world a better place.
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marvellover76 · 2 months
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Peter: This is bad, this is really bad!
Ned: What?
Peter: I kissed MJ.
Ned:...woah.
Peter: What?
Ned: I owe Y/n so much money
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iguana-eyanna · 2 years
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In Another Universe Pt. 1
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Pairing: Ned Leeds x superhero! reader
Summary: Ned's world turns upside down when his new powers bring a stranger to his world. What's more strange is that she knows who he is.
"You're not ready"
"You're too young"
"Focus on what you want"
"Maybe next time"
"He's just a kid"
These were just a few of the many things that have been told to Ned.
He tried his hardest and was optimistic of things, but everyone around him was discouraging his potential.
It all started when Sorcerer Supreme Wong made a portal to his home, seeking the Leeds boy.
Doctor Strange told Wong that Ned used the portal ring with no practice, and that made Wong ask Ned if he could be an apprentice.
Ned was honored. He hoped that this would bring him closer to Peter as he's been on missions left and right.
But, it was quite the opposite.
Wong was a bit strict with him, wanting to have Ned study all sorts of spell books and the history of the mystic arts. He never got the day off, and was a bit jealous of Peter when he made time to be with MJ.
Juggling between school and the apprenticeship, he was stressed beyond belief. All he wanted was to talk or hang out with someone, even go on a romantic walk in the park...
Maybe he wanted to be in a relationship.
He thought he was crazy. Ned knew he wouldn't have time, and couldn't take the risk of putting someone in harm's way.
But, it didn't hurt to imagine.
Just like now as he's sat at a table, listening to Wong's lecture.
Ned's eyelids begin to flutter, welcoming sleep. And for some reason, he hears laughter that grew louder.
"C'mon! Let's do a funny face." a voice said.
He feels himself smiling as he faced to a camera booth, sticking out his tongue as the other person made devil horns with her fingers.
The photo was taken, and a countdown was displayed for the next one.
"What should we do next?" He asks.
The girl beside him hums to think, then smirks.
"I know what we should do." she says.
Ned could feel his heart pound faster, knowing what she wants.
The two slowly lean in, closing their eyes. Soon, their lips met. They hear the camera flash and they open their eyes, seeing the other blush.
Prints of the photos came out of the machine and she grabs it, showing the small pictures to him.
"Now I have something to bring with me when I miss you." she says, looking at him with adoring eyes.
"I think I'll miss you more." he says.
She laughs at him, scrunching her nose a bit.
"Aww, Ned." she says.
Soon, she was repeating his name over again. His world was spinning around him, feeling like he had vertigo.
"NED!" a voice yelled at him.
Ned jumps out of his seat, waking up. He looks up to see Wong who didn't look too happy.
"This has been the fourth time you've slept in my lecture." Wong says.
Ned rubs his face to wipe off the sleep. "I'm sorry. Besides coming here, I've been studying for my exams that are in two weeks. I haven't performed well in school and my Lola isn't so happy."
Wong sighs.
"Ned, you're my only apprentice that hasn't been to the temple yet as you're still continuing your education. I need you to focus on what you really want."
Ned lowers his head. "I'm sorry."
Wong turns around to avoid feeling the pity he feels for the young man.
"Go home, Ned." he says.
Ned gets out of his chair, shocked. "Please, I promise that I'll-"
"I rather have you here at your 100% then nothing. Rest, and return when you're ready."
Ned wanted to disagree, but he bowed to Wong and left the sanctum.
Once he heads home, he immediately dials a phone number and waits for the person to answer.
"Hey man," Peter said through the phone.
Ned sighs in relief. It's been so long since he's talked to his best friend, and was glad he would be able to vent.
"Dude, you won't believe the day I had. I started to drift off when Wong-"
"Peter, we're up next." a voice said.
"Wait, is that MJ?" Ned asks.
"Sorry Ned, we're at the meet and greet for MJ's favorite author. I can call you later tomorrow?"
Ned lightly huffs through his nose. "No worries, Pete. I'll see you lat-"
Peter hangs up on him.
Ned throws his phone down on his bed and lies on his back, staring at his blank ceiling.
That was the fourth time Peter has brushed him off. He doesn't want to say that he's hurt, Ned doesn't want to guilt his friend. But he feels lonely. He needs something to get off his mind.
He sits up and stares at the portal ring that sat on his desk. Maybe he could practice creating portals. That way, he could impress Wong when he returns his lessons.
Ned grabs the ring and gets dressed, heading to the roof of his Lola's apartment.
"Okay, here goes nothing." Ned said.
He spent an hour at the roof, trying to open portals. Some were successful, and some weren't (let's just say he may open a portal to the Pacific Ocean by accident and almost flooded).
Ned almost gave up. He couldn't concentrate, all of his frustration was getting to the best of him.
Ned takes a deep breath, clearing his mind as he closed his eyes.
'Just think of something...' he thought.
An idea was forming in his mind, switching his goal of a place to go to a person.
For some reason, his thoughts return to the girl he was dreaming of. He could see her clear as day. He knew how her hair felt between his fingers and adored her voice as she sang with music playing out loud.
He opened his eyes and saw that he made a portal that he didn't mess up this time.
"YES. WOOHOO!" Ned said, screaming as he punched his hand through the air. He takes a breath, celebrating as he looks at a different alley. With an act of courage, he steps inside the portal to look what's there.
Once he enters, he sees the similar architecture of his surroundings. He thought it was a different district in New York, maybe even Boston.
Maybe it was intuition or his training put to good use, but something felt different. He suddenly snapped his head as he heard a loud bang. It almost knocked him down, but he couldn't take his eyes off the huge explosion that happened a few miles away.
Then he saw something fly in the air. He couldn't see what it was, but it was shooting small explosions at someone else. They shot webs from their wrist to avoid getting hit and tried to destroy the hovering aircraft but it was no use as it flew away.
He runs closer to see what was happening and saw a spider logo that was displayed across their chest as they were on the wall of a building to regain their breath.
"Peter?" he asks out loud.
The spider person looks down at Ned, almost still. "What's going on? Where's MJ?" Ned said, trying to get a good glimpse of his friend.
Then there was a sound, it was a cackling laugh that filled his ears with an eerie feeling. He looks to where it came from and sees a man on a hovercraft, holding a small sphere in his hand while remaining hidden in an orange cloak.
He throws it in Ned's direction, but Ned didn't have enough time to react. Then, the person he thought was Peter jumped stories down and took the hit that was meant for him. They tumbled on the floor, groaning as they landed on Ned's feet. He screamed out loud, bending down to see if his friend was harmed.
"C'mon Pete, you're okay, you gotta-"
"Ned?" the voice speaks up.
He's taken away as he realizes it wasn't Peter, looking down to see that this Spider hero had a different suit than his friend.
They groan on the floor and Ned goes to his instinct to pick you up. He turns around and sees the man on the hovercraft circling back to them. Ned runs with them in his arms and went straight to the portal that was flickering.
The masked person was hot on their tale and with a jump of faith, Ned tumbled to the roof of his building along with the other masked spider hero. the portal closed in time and the hooded figure was never to be seen.
He sits up and turns his head, now going to them.
"Hello? Are you alright?" he asks.
They didn't respond, and Ned feared they were dead.
He lifts up his hand to see if he could lift up the mask they were wearing. He knew it wasn't against superhero identity 101 but this was a life or death situation.
Once he lifts the mask, his features pale as he sees the girl that has been in his dreams:
You.
You slightly groan as you lied on the ground.
'Good, you're still alive' Ned thought.
But he thought that you didn't exist, you were just a figment of imagination that his consciousness made up.
And now you were here, unconscious on the rooftop of his apartment. He couldn't make another portal, fearing that person trying to get you and there was no way he could find the nearest hospital with you dressed up in your uniform.
He scoops you up in his arms and takes you back to his apartment, glad that his Lola was out of the city to attend a family wedding. He places you on the couch, tucking you in with a throw blanket. You moved out of instinct as you rested your head on a small pillow.
"Ned...." you muttered under your breath.
He froze up. You said his name again, and it felt like you knew him too. But he had no idea who you were. Even though he should contact Wong or Peter, he knew he had to figure this out himself.
He needed to know why you knew him.
He decided to sleep on the recliner across from you, just to make sure you don't panic and that you were alone when you woke up. Ned drifts off to sleep, hoping that his dreams won't be flooded by you.
Or rather, the memories of you.
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wholesome-holland · 2 months
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marvel masterlist!
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boyfriend's day off; ned leeds
pair. ned leeds x male reader
summ. (request) reader is a workaholic and ned just wants some attention :') so he takes matters into his own hands and earns himself some cuddles :)
gen. fluff
tw. lotta uses of "babe" and "i love you", nothing else i think
wc. 1.3k+
note. first piece for ned, hope y'all like it!! another late, late request that i have fulfilled. this was fun to write though and maybe it got a little out of hand so the ending is kinda quick, apologies. (gift is up to ur interpretation/imagination :))
Ned knew what he was getting into dating you. You two had been friends for some time before. You, him, and Peter are the best of bros. But both you and Peter are busy people. Peter is busy off being a superhero after his spider bite while you've always been busy. You studied till your eyes burned and worked till your fingers bled. Ned couldn't exactly blame you either, you lived with your mom and siblings and she couldn't work too much and her disability check only provided for so much. Besides you're happy to work and study and just be busy.
Peter was never bothered by your busy schedule either, of course. A lot of the time he was gone anyway and having the time of his life fighting alongside the Avengers. But even before you two got together, your schedule bothered Ned, and totally not because he had a massive crush on you. He had even confided in Peter about it in the past.
Ned sighs, looking at his best friend as his Lego Death Star sits between them. "He's just always so busy," He laments, pursing his lips as he looks at Peter.
"I know," Peter looks at him, "it's insane. He really needs a day off."
And just like that, Ned has an idea!
Ned gets that same idea after seeing you come home from work, hands all roughed up and face dirty. You sigh as you slip off your shoes and he approaches you carefully, "How was work?"
You look up at him, leaning against the hallway wall. Instantly, your lips morph into a smile. "Sucky," You admit, leaning over to meet his lips. When you do, you can feel the heat radiating from Ned's cheeks.
Ned finds his face burning hot as ever, he's never seemed to get over the fact that you two are together or that you kiss him.. like all the time. He's a boy in love what can he say? And he's so very glad that you're in love with him. That's why he wants to do this for you, you truly deserved a day off to be taken care of and not to worry about anyone or anything else. "Hey, you wanna sit down?" Ned pulls out a dining chair for you.
"Sure," You say while eyeing him. 
"Hey, what do you need to get done today?" 
Your brow instantly quirks and you tilt your head to the side as you look at him. "Why?" 
"I want to do it for you,"
"Really?" 
"Yeah," He nods enthusiastically. "And then after I was thinking we could just cuddle?" 
"You know as much as I would love for you to do all of that, how about we split it instead?" 
Nod frowns. "No, I wanna do it all! You deserve a break!" He fusses, moving his hands as he speaks. 
"Ned," You drawl, looking at him.
"No," He shakes his head before closing his eyes. "I won't fall for it," He declares. "Give me the list and I'll do it all myself. No arguments!"
You sigh, "Fine but what am I supposed to do?"
Ned opens his eyes and looks you right in the eye, "Relax," He says confidently. "Please," He adds on in a much softer beg, "for my sake."
"Okay," You agree. "I'm calling Mj over then," You look at him for approval and he smiles and nods. "Have fun and I'm going to call you," You point your finger at him. 
"Of course."
You start writing down your list and Ned watches on happily. Once you finish, he takes the list and has to hold himself back from gasping and letting his eyes bulge. He manages before slipping on his coat and shoes with a little help from you. Just before he leaves, you hand him your car keys and give him a hug, and pepper his face with kisses. After he leaves, you wait impatiently for Mj to arrive, your mind going abuzz with nothing to do.
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Two hours later, you call up Ned. You're nervous as you listen to the ring and with your free hand, you're shooing away Mj who's messing with you. "Hey, baby, how are you doing?" 
"Pretty good," He answers cheerily. "Everyone's so nice if not a little confused why you're not here," He chuckles softly. "Is Mj there? What are you guys doing?"
"Just talking about you," You chuckle. "No, uh, actually Mj's painting my fingernails and we're watching ahead of Peter on (your favorite show). Just to mess with him." You chuckle. "It's weird not doing anything right now, you know?" 
"I know," Ned agrees. "But you can't work yourself to death, babe. You don't need to do everything all by yourself, you know?" 
You sigh, "I know but I like being busy."
"And I like taking care of you, so, if I have to do this every day, I will!" 
Your heart swells but your face betrays you as you roll your eyes. It's sweet it really is but it's too much you feel. "Ned," You drone. "That's really sweet and all but you don't need to do that, Ned. I wouldn't ask that of you, sweetheart." Mj makes a face at the name and you push her shoulder. 
"You don't have to,"
"Ned!" You exclaim. You stay silent for a moment, his sweetness needing a moment to take in. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Well," You look at Mj for a quick second, "I'll stop bothering you and let you get back to it."
"You're never a bother, babe. I'll talk to you later! Bye!"
"Bye, Ned."
"You guys are gross," Mj says as soon as you put your phone down. 
"Love you too, Mj," You nudge her before turning your attention back to what she's doing.
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When Ned comes back his hair is windswept, his face looks queasy, and Peter is at his side in his suit. Peter takes off his mask as soon as the door is closed and his smile stretches from ear to ear. 
"What'd you do?" You ask Peter. 
"Swung me back is what he did!" Ned answers for him. 
"Aw," You pull him into an embrace, "you poor baby." You look at Peter and give him a high-five.
"Did you just high-five behind my back?" Ned pulls away a little to look at you.
"No," You pull away to stand at his side and wrap an arm behind his back. "Wanna cuddle to make you feel better?" 
Ned nods enthusiastically. 
You wink at Peter before saying, "Living room's yours." You turn your head back to your boyfriend, "C'mon, Ned." You guide him to your shared bed and have him sit down as you undress him. "How was your day, baby? Or should I say my day? You did do all of my chores," You chuckle, helping him out of his layers. 
"It was good, very busy. And you know a lot of people," He looks at you for a moment, "How do you do that?" 
You shrug, smiling at him. "I always have. It's just like... I don't know like it comes naturally?" You look at him again for a moment before crawling over him to lie on your side of the bed.
Ned laughs as you do and lays back himself. He turns toward you as you get comfortable and scoot closer to him, wrapping your arms around him. Out of instinct, you press a kiss to his forehead before peppering kisses across the rest of his face. "Thank you," You whisper. 
"My pleasure, babe." This time he leans and gives you a peck on the lips. "I love you."
"I love you, too." You cuddle him until he falls asleep, watching him for a little while. His chest rises and falls slowly and calms you down even more than your day off has. You swipe his hair out of his face before stroking his hair. You run your hand down his cheek, admiring his beauty. You soon fall asleep with a smile on your face.
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When you two wake up, there's a gift at the foot of your shared bed with a big tag saying 'From your favorite couple ;).' You and Ned look at each other before opening up the box. "What the-" You and Ned say in unison. 
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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 11 months
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HASHTAG HEROES | AVENGERS SOCIAL MEDIA AU
Pietro Maximoff x fem!reader
Warnings: swearing, mentions of stabbing and bullying (all jokingly)
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i’ve been reading so many avatar smau’s so i decided to make an avengers one. should i continue?
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indyanapolis898 · 3 months
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Mastermind
Peter Parker x f!reader
Synopsis: Peter has a crush on you from afar. One day you ask him to tutor you and things go from there.
Note: This really doesn't follow any specific canon from the movies.
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"You know staring at Y/N won't make her like you."
Peter's head shot up at the sound of a voice behind him, that of MJ's. 
"W-what are you talking about?" Peter chuckled awkwardly, doing a horrible job of lying. 
"Me and Ned notice how much you watch Y/N. You always bring up any interaction you two have- and so much more! You like her. Just admit it, nerd," MJ explained amid the noisy school cafeteria. 
"So what if I do?" Peter shrugged as MJ sat next to him. 
"You should make a move- oh wait- you're too scared," MJ said with a sly smirk, begging him to fight back, which he did. 
"Nervous? I'm an Avenger! I don't get nervous!" Peter hissed.
"Then go talk to her, Avenger" MJ shrugged like it was the only obvious option.
"Well- I- I just don't want her to think I'm weird."
"Well, then you're out of luck in that regard," she joked dryly. "You two used to be close. Why can't you spark up a conversation about, like, the past?" 
"'Cause it's random, and also, we were friends in middle school! That was a while ago, MJ!"
"OK, Parker, I give up. Enjoy your futile people-watching."
Peter watched as MJ walked away to the lunch line. She wasn't wrong. He was too scared to even consider being near Y/N. 
The boy sighed, going back to eating his lunch after you left the room. 
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"Alrighty!" Mr. Harrington clapped his hands together. "We have a new member for this semester's Academic Decathlon!"
The club whispered among themselves in anticipation of who it could be. Peter glanced up from his book when, of course, you entered the classroom with a new copy of the textbook. 
"I'm sure you all know Y/N, so welcome her into the club and help her get acquainted with the material for today's practice."
You smiled shyly at the group, waving and going to take a seat in the open chair next to Flash.
Peter silently groaned, letting his head fall onto the desk. Of course, it was you, and of course, you had to sit next to Flash. Flash had an obvious crush on you as well. 
"Peter. Wanna start off today's practice?" Mr. Harrington asked, staring directly at Peter as he lifted his head off his desk. Everyone was looking at him.
Peter sighed, standing up with his textbook to go to the podium to call the questions. 
The first round went by fast. You answered three times, getting all answers right. Peter could feel himself smile every time you rang the bell. 
Peter tried his best to compliment you when you answered during the second round. 
At one point, Peter asked a question the Flash rang in for. Peter watched as the boy mouthed to you: watch this. 
Flash got the question wrong, making you slightly giggle. Peter chucked, as did the rest of the class, at Flash's misplaced confidence. However, Peter wasn't laughing at Flash this time- he was laughing because you laughed. Peter wanted to cling on to any bit of you he could. He was glad Flash's terrible attempt to show off failed. 
After a few more rounds, Peter traded off with another student. Peter didn't want to be like Flash and do a flashy show-off of his skills, but he did want to impress you. 
Peter heard the first question- ringing in as soon as he could. He wasn't confident with his odds but gave a shaky answer, which was revealed to be correct. 
Peter smiled slightly. When he glanced to the left, you were smiling at him, presumably because he aced the question. He smiled back at you, hoping this was some sort of connection. You were noticing him!
If that was what it took, he could do it. Peter answered every question he could, getting almost all right. He got a thumbs-up from you once after a question!
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After practice ended, he was packing his bag to leave when you approached him. Peter felt his heart speeding up dramatically.
"Hey, Peter. Love the jacket," you started things off, making Peter smile and examine his jacket, vowing to wear it more often. 
"Thank you. I... like your shirt. Um- you did good on your first day," Peter gave a tightlipped smile, trying to act normal. 
"Thanks, but you were on fire! Like seriously, some of those questions were insane," you gushed, grinning the whole time.
"Oh, wow, uh, thank you!" Peter stuttered out, causing you to giggle. "You gave great answers, too!" He rushed to follow up.
"Yeah, about that... those were the bare minimum. I joined this club to help raise my grades. Clearly you know your stuff, so... I have the biggest favor to ask."
Peter raised his brows. "Uh, yeah, what's that?"
"So, it's OK if you say no because it's so random, but could you tutor me in some of the subjects covered here? I could really use the help, but again it's OK if y-"
"I'll do it," Peter agreed quickly, blushing at how eager he sounded. You grinned largely. 
"Seriously? 'Cause I could pay you if that's necessary." 
"Y/N, you don't have to pay anything. Honestly, I mean, it's the least I can do for the girl who defended me from Jose in 8th grade," Peter recalled a memory from their past, mentally punching himself for saying something that most likely meant nothing to her.
"You still remember that? Wow, I didn't know I could even make an impact like that," you said, surprised in a good way.
Peter decided to roll with it. "Uh, yeah, I mean, Jose was a jerk, so I was just glad someone stood up for me. So, uh, yeah," Peter awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. 
You shrugged nonchalantly. "Anytime. But yeah, thank you so much for agreeing. When are you free to go over the material?"
Peter supposed one evening without Spider-Man wouldn't hurt. "Tonight," he said right away. "Um, like five?"
"Can do. At the library?"
"Absolutely."
"See you then, Peter. Thanks again," you waved at him as you left the class to go to your next. 
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"So, you're telling me that all you had to do was be nerdy, and she just came up to you?" MJ recounted Peter's story in a tone laced with disbelief.
"Yes! Seriously. If you didn't have to miss today's practice for your re-do test, you would've seen it! So, believe it or not, I've gotta get to the library soon and tutor Y/N," Peter said cockily, standing up from the barstool at the cafe MJ part-timed at. 
MJ just rolled her eyes but gave a genuine smile. "Good luck. Don't screw it up."
"Thanks? I'll try not to."
With that, Peter slung his bag onto his back and left the shop, library-bound. 
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The library wasn't awfully busy that weekday, making it easy to find a table in a corner. Peter laid his books and notebooks out, realizing you wouldn't know where he was, nor did he have your number to text you. 
Everything worked out, however, when you wandered into the back section he was sitting, looking lost. Your eyes lit up at the sight of him, making Peter's stomach churn in a good way.
You walked with a purpose over to the table, sitting your stuff down. "I was looking all over for you," you grinned, not meaning it in a guilt-tripping way. 
Peter realized he actually had to reply instead of staying in a daydream. "Oh- yeah. I sat here and realized you might not be able to find me, but luckily you did."
"Yeah, it only took like, seven different aisles," you laughed before opening your notebook.
Peter couldn't tell if he was just nervous or if he just loved the sound of your laugh, but his heart raced. 
"So, I was thinking... we could piggyback off what we did in practice today?"
"Sounds good. I'm sure whatever I learn will be good when you're teaching it," you said, laying your chin on the palm of your hand. 
Peter could feel his face heat up. He ducked his head down to the textbook and chuckled. "Yeah... I- uh- just start in on page five right here."
For thirty minutes, Peter was able to impart some knowledge your way. After you two finished a chapter, you turned to Peter with a closed-mouth smile. "This has been really helpful, thank you."
Peter frowned. "You're done?"
You continued smiling. "Just for today, yeah. But I'm really hungry... do you wanna get something to eat?"
Peter perked up at the invitation to continue spending time together. "Yeah, I'd love to!" He said very excitedly, to which you just giggled. 
"OK, c'mon. I'll show you this really good Thai place I like down the block."
You and Peter collected your things, exiting the library together to walk down the sidewalk to the restaurant of choice.
"So, you had that Stark Internship, right?"
"Yeah- still do, actually. I'm still just the young guy, though."
"Hey, they'll realize what a dedicated worker you are, and when they do, they'll have to give you more opportunities."
"You think so?"
"You seem like you have a great work ethic, Peter, so yeah, I do think so."
Peter just grinned, looking down at the sidewalk. You were making him nervous.
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The restaurant you two entered was moderately nice for a casual New York City restaurant. 
You both ordered at the counter and then sat at an empty table.
Peter wanted to try and flirt, but he knew he'd be super awkward and make things weird. Nevertheless, he still attempted to gain your favor.
"You caught on really fast with the Academic stuff. It was like you already knew it! So, I guess you're a natural."
You looked away and grinned. "Thank you. I- um- guess I just needed a few reminders, is all."
Peter cocked a brow, but their food was placed in front of them at that moment. The two ate, sharing conversation about middle school and how annoying some of their classes were now. 
Somehow, the topic got moved on to Flash. 
"You know Flash has a thing for you," Peter decided to throw bait into the water as the pair left the restaurant, being that they had finished their food.
You furrowed your brows. "Yeah, I know. We actually have two classes together- three counting Decathalon now. He hits on me every day. It gets tiring really fast."
"What?" Peter exclaimed in fake shock. "You don't appreciate all his futile attempts to be a womanizer?"
You laughed and shook your head. "Crazy, right? I might be the only one who doesn't. I just- I just already have my eyes on someone else."
"Oh," Peter mumbled aloud, regretting how disappointed he sounded. "Um... is it weird to ask-"
"Who it is?" you cut him off. "Yeah, I was hoping you would've guessed by now," you stopped walking, Peter doing the same, peering at you with confusion. 
"I-I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to be invasive. I-"
"It's you, Peter. I've been trying to flirt with you and give you hints, hoping you'd make a move," you chuckled to fill the air.
"Oh... Oh!" Peter put a hand to his chest. "You," he pointed at you, then back at himself. "Like me?"
"Yes!" You desperately hoped he felt the same.
"I- woah. I really like you too, Y/N," Peter sputtered out.
"Really? Because I was starting to think my plan failed."
"Plan?"
"You said it yourself in the restaurant... I already knew that stuff we were learning. I don't need tutoring. I just decided to ask you so... I dunno," you looked away embarrassed. "So we could do something outside of school."
When you looked back up, Peter was grinning widely. "You made a plan just to be with me?" 
You nodded. 
"That's- wow. I was trying to drop hints all day too, but I suck at anything flirting-wise. I was just excited you kept asking to do stuff, but you planned this all along. You made the dominoes fall until we were here."
"I didn't know this would be how I confessed, but yeah. I don't need tutoring when I'm the mastermind," you joked and shrugged.
"Maybe it's my turn to do something..." Peter looked into your eyes, searching your face. "Can I kiss you?"
You leaned in, letting that be your answer. His lips met yours as you two kissed in the darkening evening. The cool Queens air hit the side of your face as you pulled away, catching your breath. 
"Was that good? Because I'm definitely not an expert."
You just giggled. "Yes, it was great, Peter."
"Can I walk you home?" Peter pursed his lips, waiting for an answer.
You nodded and thanked him graciously with another kiss. With that, you two set off toward your apartment as the street lights flickered on in the chilled air.
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"...And then we kissed. Boom! In your face!"
MJ rolled her eyes and laughed while Ned clapped Peter on the back.
"Dude! You got a girlfriend!"
Peter chuckled at Ned's enthusiasm. Peter's phone dinged at that moment. It was a text from you. 
"Gotta go, guys. Peter has a second date today with Y/N."
"Did you just refer to yourself in the third person?" 
"Yep, deal with it!" Peter called, already out the door of the cafe. 
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You were waiting at the subway station. Peter jogged down the stairs, joining you to enter the train and go ice skating. 
You reached your hand out, Peter taking it as you two entered the train. 
It was only the second date, but you knew Peter was going to make you happy. You simply looked up at Peter, smiling, which he returned with his signature grin.
The train's doors shut, and you two were carried away down the tracks, ready for what was to come. 
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It wasn’t fair.
You had been dreaming about going to prom with Peter Parker since you were six years old, and now, some girl Peters barely known for a year, gets to accomplish your dream? How is that fair?
You stir your punch, legs crossed as you watch Peter and MJ dance. Your own date, some guy you barely even know, is behind the bleachers making out with some girl you don’t even know the name of. That doesn’t bother you though, no, Peter is bothering you.
It hurts even more because it’s not even his fault! He doesn’t know that you’ve been practically in love with him since the first grade, so how can you expect him to do something about it?
So lost in your own self pity, you don’t notice the sound of a chair behind pulled out next to you.
“Hey,” Ned says, a slight smile on his face, “How are you feeling?”
Ned is the only person (besides your mom) that knows how you feel about Peter. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” You seethe. Ned rolls his eyes, he takes a sip of his own watered down punch, and gives you a, stop-bullshitting-me look.
You furrow your brows, “What?” You exclaim, arms crossing over each other.
Ned gestures to Peter and MJ briefly, “So you’re just staring at them like you want to murder them for fun?”
You scoff, “I’m not staring at them.”
You choose to ignored the way your voice wavers, and you’re thankful Ned chooses to ignore it too. “Whatever you say… Look, if you get sick of sitting here by yourself, me and Betty are only a couple tables down.” He says, getting up and walking away, but not without a final sympathetic glance at you.
You nod in acknowledgement, shooting Ned a reassuring smile.
Once he walks away, you pull your eyes back to Peter and MJ, only to find that they’re gone. Your eyes fart around the room, looking for the couple but coming up with nothing.
You bite your lip. If they walked away from the party to get some privacy then you should let them have that, but what if they didn’t walk away? What if they were forced away?
You were one of the only people who knew that Peter was Spider-man, which meant you were one of the only people who knew the constant danger he was in. Which meant if he was in trouble, you were one of the only people who would know. So you should go look for him, right?
You stand from your chair abruptly, causing it to make a loud screeching noise against the gymnasium floor. People in the tables around you glance at you, and you awkwardly clear your throat and give them all an apologetic smile.
You swiftly make your escape from the gym, ignoring ned as he attempts to talk to you as you walk past his table. You quickly flutter your eyes open and closed as they adjust to the bright of the hallway as you exit the dark gym. Slowly, you begin to walk, keeping yourself vigilante for any clues that could leed you to Peter or MJ.
As you walk farther into the school, you hear the faint sounds of giggling.
“Peter, what are you doing?” A female voice shrieks, one you know belongs to MJ. Relief fills you at the revelation that neither of them are in danger, but dread replaces it as you realize the other possibility.
Slowly, you follow the voices until your against the wall next to them. You flatten yourself against it, doing your best to make yourself as unnoticeable as possible.
You listen as Peter shushes MJ playfully, and the girls giggles softly in response. Logically, you know it’s in your best interest to leave, but you can’t bring yourself to.
Peter softly pushes MJ against the wall, softly he says, “Can I kiss you?” MJ nods swiftly. As soon as he gets her consent he’s quick to connect their lips. You feel sick, and your hands ghosts over your stomach.
Tears fill your eyes as you make a quick escape for the gym. Once you make it, you rush past a confused Ned and Betty and begin collecting your things. Your date, who must’ve reappeared somewhere in the last ten minutes, smiles once he sees you and begins to try and make conversation, but you shoot him a glare that effectively shuts him up.
You leave the gym with tears dripping down your cheeks, trying and failing to hold down your sobs. You quickly climb into your car and slam the door shut. You were Peter and MJ’s ride but you could care less if they were stranded, as far as you were concerned they could stay at the school all night.
Rationally, you know you have no right to be feeling like this towards the two of them. You technically have no real claim on Peter and he could kiss whoever he wanted, but that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt.
You pull out of the highschool and break practically every traffic law in existence to get to your home. Once you make it, you stumble into your house and begin to tear off your clothes and pull your hair down.
Your mascara runs down your face as you pull onto a baggy shirt and throw yourself onto your bed, too exhausted and depressed to take off any of your make up or shower.
You continue to hiccup, closing your eyes and attempting to get some sleep, but your thoughts are still plagued with thoughts of Peter and his stupid, pretty face.
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You wake up to the shrill sound of your ringtone. With a groan, you turn it off, already knowing who’s at the phone and why they’re calling.
You attempt to close your eyes and go back to bed, but you’re interrupted by your door bursting open and an angry looking Peter stepping through the threshold.
“What the hell, y/n?” He seethes, “Me and MJ were stuck at the school for an hour before May could come get us!”
You smile victoriously, “I’m sorry?” You giggle. Peter furrows his brows, “Sure you are.”
You roll your eyes and check your phone, it’s nearly midnight. “Jesus, Peter. It’s almost midnight- why the hell are you here?”
Peter looks at you like you’re stupid, “Because something is clearly wrong, and i’m not just gonna let you sit here and be depressed about whatever it is by yourself.”
You swallow, eyebrows furrowing and a fresh set of tears beginning to fill your eyes. Even though you abandoned him at the school- he’s still trying to make you feel better. Why did he have to be so nice? Why did he have to make this harder then it already was?
“I’m not upset.” You mumble, arms stretching out behind you to prop yourself up.
Peter sits at the end of your bed, causing it to sink a bit. “Where’s MJ?” You ask. He smiles at the mention of her, “We took her home.” He says.
You hum in acknowledgment, eyes looking past Peter, because you know if you look at him right now you’ll burst out crying.
Peter, always so in tune to your emotions, immediately notices the shift in mood. “Hey, hey…” He scoots closer to you until you’re face to face. His hand cups your cheek, “What’s wrong?”
That’s when the dam breaks. Your lower lip wobbles as a new cascade of tears flows down your cheeks. You push him away, practically jumping to the other side of the room to put some space between the two of you.
“Please, just please Peter, just go-” You beg.
Peters eyes snap open as he stands from your bed. He knows well enough to not attempt to get close to you though. “Not until you tell me what’s bothering you!”
“Nothing is bothering me-”
He laughs at that, “Then why are you crying?”
You roll your eyes, arms crossing over your chest, you scoff out, “It’s none of your business.”
It’s Peters turn to scoff as his eyes practically bulge out of his head, “It is my business y/n! We’re best friends, we tell each other everything! Just tell me what is bothering you so I can help you feel better!”
“I can’t!” You sob.
You can see Peter trying to put it together in his head. He suddenly steps closer to you, eyes searching your face for, well, really anything at this point.
“Is someone threatening you?” He asks seriously. His hands reach out for yours, but you’re quick to pull them behind your back. Hurt flashes in his eyes at this, but still, he persists. “If someone is hurting you because you know me then you have to tell me. Mr. Stark and I can-”
“No one is hurting me!” You huff. You do your best to maneuver around the taller boy, who has somehow cornered you against the wall, but he stops you. Peter gently grabs you shoulder and keeps you in front of him. “Then what is wrong?”
“Please don’t make me say it.” You gasp, “Please, Peter, don’t.”
Peters eyes soften as he pulls you against his chest. You sob into his shoulder, arms circling around his torso and squeezing him against you.
He pulls back, his hands cup your face and he smiles, “There’s my girl.” He says adoringly.
Your lips twitch into a smile and then fall again. “You have to go, Peter.” You mumble. The brunette nods and pulls you into his chest once more. You squeeze him like this is the last time you’ll ever touch him, because as far as you know, it is.
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It’s been nearly a month since prom, and you and Peter have spoken possibly three times. It’s not his fault really, he’s just so busy with him and MJ’s new relationship and you, well… you’re not really making any effort to hang out with him. It hurts too much- having to listen to him gush about how in love he is.
Too busy playing with the food on your tray, you don’t notice that you’re staring at Peter and MJ across the lunchroom until someone waves a manicured hand in your face.
“Um, hello? Anyone home?” Gwen jokes. You roll your eyes and drop your fork. Gwen pulls out the chair across from you and drops her tray with a bang.
“I’ve been trying to get her attention this whole time.” Kate says. Gwen shrugs, “Well, you know how she gets when she sees… well. Y’know.”
Kate nods sympathetically and you cross your arms over your chest. “You’re both so dramatic.”
Kate and Gwen share a look.
“How are the plans for your birthday party coming along?” Kate asks, and you’re grateful for the change in subject.
You shrug, “They’re coming.” You say, taking a bite of your mashed potatoes. Gwen snorts, “Coming.” She laughs. You and Kate groan, “You’re such a child.” You say endearingly.
The three of you laugh and continue to eat. You each throw in little comments here and there, and you don’t even notice when Ned sits in the empty chair next to you.
“Hey.” He says with a polite wave. He nods to Gwen and Kate in greeting and the two follow suit. “Hey, Ned.” You respond with a warm smile.
Ned clears his throat, nervously he asks, “Are you avoiding Peter?”
You furrow your brows and glance at the boy in question. Peter is staring right at you. When your eyes meet, he’s quick to look the other way.
“No, i’m not. Why would you think that?”
The boy shrugs, “No-no reason. I was just… wondering.”
You roll your eyes, “Tell Peter if he wants to talk to me he can do it himself.”
Ned opens his mouth to protest but you give him a glare. He nods solemnly and walks gloomily to Peter.
“I think I lost my appetite.” You say. You pick up your tray and leave the table without saying goodbye to a concerned Kate and Gwen.
You throw your food away and head for the bathroom. You’ve spent way too much time here these past couple of weeks, either to just get a breather or to sit in cry. Right now, you want to sit and cry.
You look in the mirror and watch as fresh tears begin to roll down your cheeks, eyes glassy and cheeks beginning to redden.
You drop your backpack on the floor and lean against the sink. Face falling into your hands. A position you’ve found yourself in way too many times.
You aren’t even sure what hurts more- Peter and MJ’s relationship or the fact that you had no right to be mad at Peter and especially not MJ. They didn’t do anything. If you really considered yourself Peters best friend you would be happy for him, right? So then why aren’t you?
Is it because you’re too selfish? Is it because you want Peter all too yourself?
Yes, you think, Is that too much to ask for?
You’re pity party is interrupted by the door opening, and you’re quick to wipe your face and pretend that the mascara stains on your face simply aren’t there. And you’re praying the other person does the same.
Clearly you did something to make the world fucking hate you, because of course Michelle fucking Jones is the one who walks in the bathroom. You sniffle and keep your head down, avoiding eye contact.
Her hair is pulled back in a low pony, some strands left out to frame her face. She’s wearing a simple blue crewneck and baggy leggings. She’s one of those girls who make looking homeless look good.
“Oh,” She clears her throat, “Sorry to… interrupt.” You nod in acknowledgment, immediately attempting to push past her and walk out of the bathroom, but she stops you.
She stares at you for a moment, takes a deep breath, and then says, “Are you in love with Peter?”
You swallow the lump that formed in your throat, your heart falling to your stomach. You suddenly feel nauseous- like the room is closing in on you.
“Who told you that?”
She shakes her head, her eyes downcast. “No one. But… it’s not hard to tell.”
You squeeze your eyes shut.You shouldn’t be surprised she noticed. MJ’s always been an observant person, she’s always been able to read right through you- so why did you think you could hide this from her?
“Look,” You huff, “I’m not- I’m not going to act on it so you don’t need to worry-”
“I’m not.” She blurts, “Worried, I mean. I know you and I know that you just want Peter to be happy. I just wanted to tell you that… i’m sorry.”
Your eyes widen and you look at her in shock, your hands clenching and unclenching at her sides. She’s apologizing? For what? Have you really made her feel so bad about being happy wirh someone that she felt the need to apologize?
You feel like a terrible person, your eyes welling up with a new set of tears.
“You have nothing to apologize for-” You start, but she interrupts you again.
“No, I do,” She sighs, she grabs your forearms and bites her lip. “I…I knew. I knew and I still went after him and I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
Your jaw clenches as a new wave of emotions crash over you. She knew how you felt and she still went after him? Doesn’t that violate like every single girl code there is?
Through your anger, you manage a smile. It’s not her fault, you remind yourself. Peter was so.. so easy to fall in love with, if you were in her shoes you probably would’ve went after him too.
An awkward silence filled her revelation, but through bated breaths you manage, “It’s fine.”
MJ looks at you like you’ve grown two heads, and maybe you have.
“The heart wants what it wants right?”
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Birthday parties have never really been your thing. You always feel awkward at them, with all that attention on you. Some people revel in it. You are not one of those people.
You continue to brush out your hair, pulling it back and out of your face to allow you to start your makeup. Your parents are out in some business trip, and as far they’re aware, you’re just going to dinner with a few friends.
You huff and continue to do your makeup. You rarely ever go all out usually, not unless it’s a dance or something like that, but tonight is different. Tonight you’re going to look amazing and you’re absolutely positive about it.
You carefully pull your party dress over your hair, which you just finished doing. The dress is black and lacy. It has spaghetti straps and it reaches to your middle thigh. The material is skin tight and silky to the touch.
You pull on your black heels and walk to your full length mirror. You smooth your hands over sides and make sure you’re comfortable with how you look. You smile and take a deep breath tight as your mom calls you to the living room.
You walk down the stairs slowly, a smile on your face as you see Kate and Gwen talking to your mom. Kate is wearing a beautiful purple dress, the top is tight but the bottom is slightly flowy and it reaches her mid thigh. She looks almost like a princess.
Gwen is wearing a tight sequin teal dress. Her hair is up in a low messy bun with some strands framing her face. “You guys look amazing.” You compliment. At the sound of your voice both of them snap their heads towards you and their eyes practically bug out of their head.
“No fucking way! You look beautiful! Is Peter coming? He should be able to see what he’s missing.” Gwen mumbles the last part, but you still hear it. Your heart pangs a bit at her suggestion but you still put a smile on your face. You explain that you had invited Peter before any of this had even happened, and as far as you knew, he would still be here.
Gwen made a face at this, but didn’t say anything. You shrugged, “Besides, it’s not like we aren’t friends anymore. I just needed some space so I could get used to him and MJ being together. I’m basically over it at this point.” Kate and Gwen shared a look at your blatant lie, but you choose to ignore it.
An awkward silence seeps into the room that all of you choose to believe isn’t there, and it isn’t broken until the first couple of guests get there. You hope up and quickly instruct Kate to dim the lights and start the music, which she does. The room is covered in an incandescent glow now, and the familiar sound of Spotifys, “Best Pop Hits of All Time” playlist begins to play.
You open the door and see the familiar face of Flash Thompson as well as a bunch of other faces you hardly recognize.
You furrow your eyebrows at Flash’s smirking face, “Last I checked, I didn’t invite you.” You snarl. Flash shrugs and pats your shoulder, “Happy Birthday, Sweetie.” He walks past you, and the rest of the guest follow suit.
By the time Peter arrives the place is packed. He can barely turn the corner without nearly running into someone, and the music is blasting so loud his senses are beginning to go awry.
He catches a glimpse of you dancing with Gwen and Kate, your eyes are sparkling and a real smile is on your lips. He thinks it’s the first real one he’s seen on you all month.
His lips twitch up, and his heart aches a bit at the current state of your relationship. He has no idea why you’re avoiding him, but he’s determined to find out tonight and fix it.
You however, have no idea Peter is even there. You’re too busy dancing and finally letting loose. Any thoughts about Peter or about school or even about your life seem to have completely left you, and finally you feel happy. You feel free.
“Happy Birthday Bitch!” Kate exclaims and you laugh heartily. This day really couldn’t be any better.
“Hold on, I’m gonna go get something to drink!” You yell over the music, you practically run to the “punch” (you spiked it) and fill it to the brim of your cup.
You gulp it down, hardly hearing someone calling your name. You glance to the side and see a smiling Peter, but you’re too buzzed to even care.
“Peterrr!” You squeal, immediately throwing your arms around the boy. Peter seems taken aback by your sudden show of affection for him, but he doesn’t push you away. “Happy Birthday, Sweetheart.”
You step away from him with a dopey smile on your face, “How have you been?” You question, “I feel like I haven’t seen you in, like, forever.” Peter cringes and laughs nervously, “I’m fine, but today’s not about me. How are you, Birthday Girl?”
You shrug, “Today? I’m great. Every other day, not so much.” Peters smile falls slightly at your revelation. He knows if you weren’t as drunk as you were you would’ve never admitted something like that to him.
“I’m sorry to hear that.” He says honestly. You smack his arm and laugh, “I bet you are.” You giggle, and then you kiss him on the cheek and walk back to the dance floor.
Peter really, really needs to find out what’s been bothering you.
The next two hours you spend partying and drinking, getting drunker and drunker as the night continues. Peter has soent the night much different then you, him and MJ mostly keeping to themselves, but he’s been trying to figure out when and how to talk to you.
Eventually, he finds you again grabbing the cake out of the fridge and placing it on the dining table. Peter smiles softly at it, his mind taking him back to all the other birthdays the two of you have shared together.
“Let me guess, half vanilla half chocolate?” He asks you. You loved vanilla, but Peter loves chocolate. So when the both of you were even you decided to go half and half during both of your birthdays, so you could both enjoy the cake together.
“Of course it is.” You slur.
Your obvious drunkness makes Peter question if tonight is really the right night to be doing this, but he knows if it doesn’t happen tonight, it never will, and then things will just continue to get worse. So her takes a breath and asks you, “Can I talk to you?”
You furrow your brows and cross your arms over your chest, “What about?”
Peter looks around at all the watchful eyes and listening ear around you, and gently he grabs your arm and leads you to the backyard. The area is relatively empty minus the few stragglers who aren’t even sober enough to discern their ass from their head.
He takes a breath and watches as you glance around. Your arms cross over your chest as you suddenly feel uncomfortable. “What’s going on?” You ask.
Peter takes a deep breath, “Look, Y/N, I know that you’re avoiding me, I know that for some reason that I can’t wrap my head around that I did something, but I really can’t figure out what it is.” He rambles. You open your mouth to defend yourself, but he interrupts you. “And I really just want to know what I did and how to make it better. So please, please just tell me.”
Your eyes widen and your breath begins to quicken. All the alcohol you consumed seems to have vanished as you feel more sober then you ever have in your life. You don’t know how, but you know tonight is going to change everything.
“I’ve already told you Peter, nothing is wrong.”
Peter rolls his eyes and clenches his fists at his side, “Are we really doing this again? The lying?” You squeeze your eyes shut. Peter takes a step towards you and pushes a stray piece of hair behind your ear. “What is wrong, Y/N?”
“I’m in love with you!” You finally blurt, “I’m in love with you and I have been for years. I didn’t know how to tell you and then you and MJ started dating and I just- I just couldn’t take it. It was selfish and I am so fucking sorry.” You’re crying by the time you’ve finished.
Peter looks shocked, his eyes practically bugging out of his head. You both sit and stare at each other in silence, the music from the party blaring from the inside of the house.
Peter swallows, “I have to leave.” He mumbles, immediately walking past you and practically running into the house.
You cough out a sob and cross your arms across your chest. You almost feel relieved that the truth is finally out there, but Peters reaction causes a whole new set of emotions to wash over you. You aren’t sure of a lot, but you do know that you and Peters relationship will never be the same after this.
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Peter knows he fucked up. He knows leaving you there by yourself was not the way to handle that situation, especially not after he basically forced you to confess to him- but he didn’t know what else to do. This changes everything for Peter.
What you don’t know, is that it took Peter years before he was able to finally accept the fact that you didn’t like him like he liked you and to move on. Thats what his and MJ’s relationship is supposed to be, him moving on, but now…
He swings himself across New York Cities skyline, trying to understand what his next move should be. He can’t just break up with MJ, doing that would solve absolutely nothing, but he knows he doesn’t love MJ like he should.
He doesn’t love her like he loves you.
Peter eventually climbs his way up to the top of the Empire State building, a sandwich from Mr. Delmar’s corner shop resting in his lap.
He sighs and runs a masked hand over his face. On one hand, he has his current relationship with MJ. He liked MJ, yes, but he was in it for all the wrong reasons, and breaking up with her would just hurt her which is not something he ever wants to do.
And then there’s you. His childhood friend, the girl he fell in love with, the girl he wants to marry. But he’s practically ruined any chance he had with you. There’s no way you’ll ever want to talk to him after this, and as far as you know, he doesn’t want to talk to you either. Plus, if he broke up with MJ and then confessed everything to you there’s no way you’d even want to be in a relationship with him! (Not that he blames you.)
Even with all these thoughts swirling in his head, he knows he needs to do one thing, and that’s find MJ.
When he reaches her apartment, me knocks on the door solemnly. MJ opens it nearly immediately, and the look on her face shows that she knows why he’s there.
He smiles sadly at her, “Hey.” He mumbles. She just nods in greeting and steps out of the way to let Peter through the door.
She guides him to her room, where they both sit in an uncomfortable silence. “MJ-” He begins, but she interrupts him with a hasty kiss. It’s passionate- but only on her side. Peter sorta just sits there like a hunk of flesh and rests his lips against hers. When she pulls away there are tears in her eyes.
“I know, Peter. It’s okay.” She whispers. She squeezes his hand, and Peter’s eyes well up with an on-set of tears.
“I am so, so sorry.” He says shakily. MJ shakes her head and smiles at him reassuringly, “You have nothing to apologize for. I know you loved her when we started dating, it was just a matter of time before you realized it yourself.”
Peter bites his lower lip, a string of new emotions hits him like a truck. He had been so stupid to think he would ever be able to get over you, and he hates that he’s only just now realizing it.
MJ kisses him on the cheek one final time, “Go to her.”
Peter nods and quickly exits the house, he practically throws himself across buildings to get to you.
You one the other hand, have since practically kicked everyone out of your house so you could sit and wallow in your own self-pity. Kate and Gwen had insisted they stay but you refused saying you just wanted to be alone.
Now, you sit in the dark of your bedroom. Your house is a disaster, but your heart hurts way too much to even care.
Your mind runs through every memory you and peter have together- from the time you met when you were five years old, to now, when you’ve practically ruined any relationship you hoped to have with him.
The thought only rips more sobs out of your throat. You really have no idea how you’re even able to still be producing tears with how much you’ve cried this past month, but here you are, makeup ruined and your eyes practically blood shot.
You practically jump out of your skin when you hear a knock on your window. You don’t need to look to know who it is. The noise usually brings you comfort, happy to know Peter felt safe enough with you to come visit you after patrol- but now… now you know what’ll happen when you open that window, and you know it won’t be anything good.
Peter knocks again, a bit louder this time, and you finally force yourself to get up. You don’t bother trying to fix yourself, Peters seen you at your worst too many times to count.
You pry open your window with a soft grunt, and peter pulls off his mask and crawls through. He stumbles a bit once he lands, but he finds his footing quickly. He smiles shyly at you, but you turn around a cross your arms over your chest. You sit on your bed, causing it to sink a little bit with your weight.
Peter feels awkward and uncomfortable, which is something he never thought he’d feel when he was with you.
“Y/N…” He sighs, “I am so sorry.” You shrug your shoulders, “You didn’t do anything wrong. You don’t like me and I was stupid to ever admit that to you, especially not when you have a girlfriend.”
Peter shakes his head and leans against your wall, his arms crossed over his suit, “I don’t have a girlfriend. Not anymore.”
Your breath hitches and you finally look at his face, “What do you mean?” You mumble.
Peter shrugs, “I broke up with her.”
Your mind can’t process what you’re hearing. Why would he do that? You can’t conjure up any reason other than he had to be possessed.
“Why the hell would you do that?” You question, standing from your bed and begin pacing the room. “I mean seriously Peter! She loves you! You need to get out of here and go fix it with her!”
Peter chuckles, even through everything you’re still worried about him. “Funny,” He says, “She told me the same thing.”
You stop walking and immediately a feeling of guilt begins to settle in. You ruined MJ’s chance at happiness because of your own selfishness? You promised her you wouldn’t act on your feelings and yet here you are.
“If you broke up with her because of me then you’ve got to be out of your goddamn mind.” You seethe.
Peter shakes his head, “That-That’s the thing Y/N! I didn’t break up with her because you told me you love me, I born up with her because I…” Peter takes breath and squeezes his eyes but, “Because I love you too. And I was stupid for not acting on it sooner and forcing us into this mess.” He confesses.
Your heart practically stops. You can’t believe what you’re hearing and you can’t even look at him.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.”
Peter shakes his head hastily and steps towards you. “I do though. I have loved you for years Y/N and I thought you didn’t love me back so I tried to move on and!- well, you know the rest.”
You swallow, and finally look up at him. Your eyes shining, “So you really love me?” You question.
Peter smiles and wraps his arms around you for the first time in what feels like months.
“I’ve never loved someone more.”
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bitchystxrk3000 · 2 months
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Thor: I put the pun in punishment.
Ned: I put the top in unstoppable.
Peter: I put the cute in execute.
Y/N: I put the sexy in dyslexia.
MJ: I put the ass in class.
Loki: I put the D in Y/N.
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lesbian-deadpool · 2 years
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Ned: Hello all! Is anyone else d-
Peter (2): Dead?
Peter (3): Drained?
Peter (1): Depressed?
Y/N: Deprived of sleep?
Ned: ... done with your work? Do any of you want to talk about anything?
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anuncalledbridge · 10 months
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Leap of faith
Summary: you didn't expect you'd be pulled into a verse where there is no Avenger, no Peter, and no Ned.
Pairing: Miles Morales x (half filo) Stark!reader
Warning: knife, cursing, cursing in tagalog, violence, mention of death.
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It has been two days since you've been pulled by that strange portal. By some mysterious matter, Gwen and you somehow got into visions academy, an academy which you heard are only for the rich and intelligent kids. Vision Academy wasn't hard and it wasn't easy either but you could manage same goes for Gwen, she was rather exceptional herself.
When night falls you always find yourself feeling alone, sure Gwen was there but she is either sleeping or completely ignoring you. You miss home, you missed your dad, that's the only thing you and Gwen had in common, missing home.
You grabbed your suit deciding to sneak out, you looked at Gwen "wanna go for a swing?" You asked, she was burying her nose in a book "No, I feel tired" she lazily replied.
"Suit yourself, pinkie" You jump from your two-story building and shot a web on a building. You were too deep in your thoughts as you swing. Yesterday you went to visit Manhattan and found absolutely nothing. Manhattan looked so empty without the avenger tower.
There was a spider person like you in this verse but to your surprise, it was a guy, there was no explanation as to how any of this happened but since you got here you made it upon yourself to make some sort of device to get yourself home but it was quite complicated than you thought. The multiverse was somehow in shambles, you hoped that Dr. Strange finds a way to fix this while you were trying to go home.
You sat on a tower watching the city lights; you sat there for a while, thinking of something, anything other than this madness.
You got bored eventually and just decided to look around, your line of sight traveled to each civilian until it landed on a lady being mugged by someone.
"Okay! Need to get these pent-up feelings out!" You stretched your limp arms then you started to shoot your web to the next building.
"Woo! " You shouted, dodging a huge truck as you made your way to the crime "Help-- help me please!" The lady sounded so defeated her broken sobs were heard a mile away making you pick up your pace.
"Ain't it a bit rude, interrupting her well-deserved walk?" You spoke out of nowhere, making the culprit look up from his current position "Who are you!?" He shouted, quite terrified seeing a new sight other than their local hero.
"That's what they always say" You jump from a small building then you started to walk over to him "Never, 'oh! How are you amazing spider-woman?' you know what I mean? No?" You taunted.
"Stay where you are! Or else this bitch dies" he gruffly grabbed the woman's arm as he pointed the knife at her neck.
You gasp "Calling a woman 'bitch'? How would your mother feel if he saw you right now? Pushing you out of her vajayjay must've been a huge disappointment" You clicked your tongue in feigned disappointment.
"Oh well! There's nothing we could do about that" You shrugged. You swiftly shoot your web at the girl, successfully pulling her to you as she yelps at the process.
The culprit backed away dropping his knife and sprinting for his dear like "Hey! Where are your manners!" You shouted.
You were about to go after him but then a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of him catching him off guard, before he knew it he was already stuck on a wall, webs all over his body.
You saw Spiderman right there in front of you, he was talking to the culprit about something then his sight averted to you.
"Saw your little stunt, who are you?" He asked as he inch his way towards you "Ha? no no English." You tried to salvage this situation with your god-awful accent only to receive a laugh "No need to hide, heard you talking about pushing someone out of there-- you know how it goes" he winced.
The lady from earlier had already left after thanking you, so it was just the both of you plus the culprit who was on the wall "Who are you?" He asked again "tangina, papatayin ako ni Gwen nito" (fuck, Gwen is gonna kill me) you muttered. It didn't bother you much but Gwen, Oh dear.
Peter didn't understand a thing you just said, the only thing he caught was the name 'Gwen' "Whose Gwen?" He asked
"No one! It's nice doing business with you Mr. Daddy long legs!" Before you got time to swing your ass to Gwen he said something and you froze.
"I'm Peter, Peter Parker." The deafening silence made Peter uncomfortable a bit. In your verse Peter wasn't the Spiderman, instead, he had lived a pretty normal nerdy life and was your best friend who was obsessed with the star wars lore and Legos.
This Peter was much older than you, you can tell. Peter took off his mask and it completely left your mouth hanging open. Instead of luscious dark brown curly hair, he was blonde, and as you guess he was much much older than you.
"Is this what old age does to you!? Turn you blonde?!" You gestured your hands around him in exaggeration "Time has not been good to you, babes" Peter was offended for all he knows, he was perfect.
"She can talk.." he muttered. "No this isn't fair" he shook his head with a furrowed brow. "I don't know your name and your Identity" he sighs, looking at you expectedly "Oh! Right. Wait a minute, barbie"
"I'm pretty gorgeous so be warned" It feels like you were revealing yourself in a Roblox group chat with a bunch of kids that you and your Peter tried to prank. you pushed the nanotechnology spider logo on your suit and there reveals your face.
"Im--"
"Y/n!"
You didn't expect this...Peter, not your Peter, engulfed you in a tight hug, making you stumble back "O-okay.." you awkwardly said not knowing where to put your hands.
For what felt like minutes he started to sob "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" his breath was ragged if mistaken he'd have a panic attack "Dude, hey...what happened?" You finally asked.
Peter pulled away from you, as he wiped off his tears "I thought you...d-died" he had a hard time looking at you, guilt pooled in his eyes "whaaatt?" You dragged your word, still not processing his statement.
He chuckled softly but the pain is evidently still there "You're mistaken, Peter. I'm not from here, I just happen to stumble here"
"What?" He asked finally discarding his previous feeling "I was pulled by something close to a black hole, which terrified the hell out of me by the way" Peter paced around, still not meeting your gaze, afraid that if he did, he might cry again.
"Kingpin.." he muttered, he was thinking for a while then he finally looked up at you "Wait, how come you're here early? He didn't activate the machine yet" his voice was painted with confusion and a tinge bit of solemnity.
"Beats me, but that is a horrible name" You made a face of disgust while Peter smiled fondly, seemingly remembering something that includes you "You're still the same y/n, well except for the part where you spoke in a different language" that made you smile, although you have no idea what you're getting yourself into or who this exact copy of you is.
"Wanna grab a coffee or something?" You asked, as you ready yourself to swing "at this hour? Sure, why not" he put on his mask and with a last nod he took off swinging, you following behind him.
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"You married Mj?!" You gaped at him, shaking his head as he took a bite of his burger "Yeah I did, she helped me a lot since... you know" he looked down at the city, he was trying to say something but he was having a hard getting it out; finally he let out a long sigh then he looked at you. "Y-you were too young when you died, Y/n. I couldn't forgive myself"
"Hey, it's not your fault. Even if it's not me I know she won't blame you either." You rub comfort on his back, you don't know a single thing about comforting.
Peter's usual demeanor came back after a few words of horrible comforting and encouragement, and you think he finally has the closure he deserves.
You told him everything about the verse you live in, from the Avengers to your Peter and your father.
"Wait, so this Captain America guy, is always on your 'ass' because you're being too unnecessarily loud?" He questioned "Yes! Good thing I can curse in my own language so he's got nothing on my ass... although he found out one day, didn't hear the end of it. My dad was a snitch" you muttered the last part.
Peter laughed "Your suit is awesome by the way," He asked "I made it!" You smugly said. Peter let out a huff in amusement. "You? You made it?" He said as if he didn't believe your statement but he knew full well that you were capable of making something like that.
You scoffed "Of course I did, I mean how couldn't I?" Peter rolled his eyes at you, he then averted his gaze back to the city. Hanging out with Peter made you miss your Peter more; Sure they were different in so many ways but they somehow share the same traits.
"I've got to go Peter" You sat up from your position, as Peter did the same following your action "See you around?" He asked, "Of course!" You outstretched your hand for a fistbump and he gladly reciprocated.
You both went your separate ways, as you continued to swing back to your dorm. The whole way there you were thinking about how you're gonna tell Gwen this but that didn't really register when you arrived back at your dorm.
Will you're not inside your dorm, more like outside banging the hell out of the window "Gwen! Open this window right now!" You shouted but not too loud, careful to not wake up your dorm neighbor "Hoy Gwen! Anak nang- open this right now Gwen!" (Hey Gwen! Son of a-- open this right now Gwen) You groaned.
Gwen wasn't asleep, you can clearly see the light from your shared bedroom. To no avail, you just decided to give up "tangina, mandaan moto Gwen!" (son of a bitch, mark this day Gwen!) You spoke lastly as you tried to find a window that can access the hall, you just hoped the security guard was asleep.
You found one "Take that Gwen!" You muttered. You already took off your mask and covered your suit with a jacket. You gently closed the window as carefully as you could to not cause some attention. You smiled to yourself "'Another night another slay and I served--" and you spoke too soon.
You felt someone crash into you but you didn't fall it just surprised you, but the person who bummed you did. Miles groaned as he tried to focus his vision, he swore a huge guy must've bummed into him but then he looked up.
"Oh"
"Are you okay, wait-- are you sneaking out?" You asked as you help him up "N-no" he stuttered. He regained his balance then he finally got a good look at you.
Your hair was disheveled and you got a bag forming under your eye but you still look good, at least that's what you think about yourself.
You hummed looking at him suspiciously "Right..." He looked anywhere, avoiding your observant eyes "I-- uh, I was trying to--" he rubbed his neck with his dominant hand while his other hand was gesturing around.
You laughed "Dude relax, I'm not gonna snitch on you-- unless you're trying to snitch on me" You feigned seriousness "No! I-I swear I will not!" He replied almost immediately.
"I'm just playing with you, but if you don't want to get caught, don't go this hall if you're trying to sneak out"
"Then why are you here?"
You pursed your lips and clicked your tongue "I- you-" Miles knitted his brow together, awaiting your reply. You let out a sigh.
"you know what? I think I'm gonna snitch on you" You narrowed your eyes at him. Miles laughed, his previous nervous demeanor decapitated and instead, he tried to cover it up with faux confidence.
"you can't do that now, can you? I'm Miles Morales." he smiled. He had that kind smile that can make you melt.
"You're new, right? I-- I'm actually new too" You noticed he was growing nervous. You nodded "I guess...I saw what your dad did earlier" you smirked, as he groaned in embarrassment.
"Please don't make me remember that," he said with an exaggerated sigh. The scene between Miles and his Dad brought a frown across your face, it awfully reminded you of your dad.
"Oh, I doubt that. That's gonna stick with you as long as I'm near" You started to walk as he followed after you.
"I never caught your name--"
"Probably because, I didn't throw it, Morales" you blatantly said. Miles rolled his eyes a growing smile made its way to his lips.
"I didn't mean it like that, and just call me by my first name, it's weird" You chuckled "Sure, Morales" Miles threw his head back laughing.
The pair of you blindly walked through the hall, forgetting about the curfew entirely "Aren't you going to sneak out?" You asked Miles.
Miles chuckled nervously "I was gonna, but I'm just too tired, you know?" Miles wanted to sneak out and talk to his uncle but he didn't want to miss this opportunity into making friends.
"Am I really that good to hang out with for you to miss your daily sneak-out sesh?" You smirked as you leaned in closer to him. Miles was tense he couldn't say a word, your breath was fanning onto him and he can basically smell your perfume.
Suddenly a whistle echoed at the end of the hall making both of you turn your head to the source "Isn't it a bit too early to shag your classmate!" The guard shouted. "you'll both face deep consequences about this!"
"Run." You whispered into his ears, and Miles swore he could feel goosebumps. Before he even got time to process his dilemma, you grabbed his arms without warning, and god you were strong.
"Isn't it a bit too early to listen to the exclusive spider man Christmas song?!" You shouted with a laugh. Miles who heard your statement snorted and let out a bark of laughter.
"I didn't know you had such great taste in music!" Miles counter back and laughed. He peeked from his shoulder to see the guard who was running after the both of you; the way the guard ran made Miles laugh even harder his stomach hurting.
You looked back seeing the same thing and just like Miles it had you crackling. To say the guard wasn't flustered was an understatement, that enough made him determined to catch you both. Both of your laughter was so loud some of the students came out of their dorms and that alone distracted the guard from chasing after the both of you.
It took you a while to find a safe place to finally get peace. Mile was out of breath, he was panting like a dog; with laughter mixed with a full lap run, who wouldn't?
"you look dehydrated," you said out of amusement.
"Really? I didn't think it was that obvious" he remarked between ragged breath.
You sat down, him sitting down next to you, he was still out of breath "Why are you so unaffected-- I mean like, you basically ran through the whole school" You side glance at him "Mama mo blue." (Your mom is blue) that was so out of pocket even for Miles. Honestly, you didn't feel like talking, you loved Mile's company but you were just too tired, everything was just so overwhelming.
"No she's not, bet yours is" That made you chuckle, Miles understanding parts of your Filipino jokes brought you smiling wider.
"My mom is dead." You laughed seeing Mile's color drained from his face "I'm so sorry--" he was genuinely trying to apologize but he burst out laughing making you laugh harder.
"I'm serious though-- I'm sorry" his laughter subsided, replacing it with a sympathetic look "No need, Miles. It was a long time ago" You smiled reassuringly at him.
Miles grinned, looking mischievously at you "What?" You asked "You called me by my first name" he wiggled his brows "Oh fuck off, dude" You punched his shoulder gently but he still made a sound.
You felt your phone buzz, averting your attention to your phone. Miles watched your smile turn into an annoyed frown as you saw the text on your phone.
"where are you?" you mocked in a high-toned voice. Miles let out a huff of amusement watching you "Now she's worried when she was the one who locked me out!" You complained.
"Roommate?" Miles asked feeling quite the same as you. You hummed.
"my roommate is always on his computer 24/7 sometimes I can hardly sleep at all," he said still looking your way. "Will, let's just say my roommate likes to play pranks with me" you muttered.
"Didn't it cross your mind that maybe she does that because...you always start it"
You scoffed "Strong accusation, but fair point-- and I need to go, she's spamming me" You stand up from your position as Miles frowned.
"You still didn't tell me your name," he said while standing up. You narrowed your eyes, surely you won't tell him your name but you thought of a cool nickname to piss Gwen off.
"Gwendolyn Garcia" you held back a laugh, pursing your lips to conceal it. "Will see you around, Gwendolyn" he enthusiastically said.
"Copy that" Hearing that made Miles groaned loudly and you throw your head back laughing. You both went your separate ways with the previous event still in mind. Miles for sure will cherish the night. You in the other hand still can't sleep.
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Following Along (Tony Stark X Son!Reader) *PARENTAL
Characters: Tony Stark X Son!Reader, Peter Parker X Male!Reader (Platonic)
Universe: Marvel, Avengers
Warnings: Mention of serial killer, mention of dead body(s) (Both vague)
Request: How about a fic Tony Stark X Son Reader fic, where reader of a Sherlock type when it comes to his deduction, intelligence but also sometimes callous behaviour. Maybe Tony makes him hang out with Peter and his friends and it ends up him then following him around while he handles a case and it ends up with the Avengers tailing him.
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Tony had known ever since his son was just a few months old that he was a little… quirky. He never really interacted with other kids at nursery or on playdates, and while other toddlers played with shapes and blocks, either together or alone, whenever Tony picked up Y/N and asked what he’d gotten up to, the answer was always something that was always… off. Like the time you made a poster detailing different bugs in the garden, drawing them and how they were different, or another day when you spent the entire time investigating and locating a little girl’s lost dinosaur toy, which sounded really sweet until the caretaker had to tell him that when you found it in another kid’s backpack, you dumped it out in front of everyone, pointed to the kid and called him a thief and made the kid cry. 
Now, any normal parent would show at least some concern about their kid’s behaviour, maybe put them in therapy, try and get that behaviour out of them. However, Tony saw something in you that stood out. You liked to investigate. You liked knowing things, you liked to solve puzzles, and as you grew older, this continued and grew, and instead of punishing you for being rather blunt or rude at times, especially when you pointed things out about you, Tony instead set up a simple rule of “You can only do that if the person was being mean in the first place or you have a good reason to” and gave you frequent tasks to keep you occupied. That worked fine for the most part, until you reached middle school. That was when he started getting called into the school because of incidents. 
It switched between you being bullied for being weird and quiet and rude at times, and you pulling stunts that always seemed to blow up and cause drama among the school. Like the time you blasted one of your classmates and bullies in the middle of an assembly for stealing other student’s work to get an award, even providing proof then and there, or the time when a teacher called in Tony about your behaviour, and you pointed out that you had been doing all your work and extra, and also that she was picking on you and suggested she stop unless she wanted her affair with another teacher to be announced over the speakers the next morning. All with a straight face, no mischievous smirk, or a glint of malice in your eye. It was also around that time when Tony suggested that you set up your own amateur detective agency, partially to hopefully help you in the process of pursuing a job you would clearly strive in, and also to stop you from investigating and exposing your teacher’s affairs. 
Well, that amateur detective agency, where you started off with helping students with their own problems, very quickly became far more professional when you started taking on older, paying clients and being an actual private detective in the city, gathering information for people, and in more than one occasion, actually working with the police with it. Needless to say, Tony had to ask Bruce to get in touch with his cousin as an emergency rep in case any of this backfired, though you assured your dad you had been working with another lawyer called Murdock or something on some cases.
Tony had a lot of mixed feelings now about your job that you were doing. On one page he was immensely proud of you, and he knew this was only the start of a successful career and he was already prepared to help you set up an actual office for you when you were old enough, he loved to hear from you about your latest successful case, and when you came to him for his opinion on your cases to look for leads and he got to see your mind at work. On the other side, he was worried about you. You stepped on the cop’s toes often, and your lack of filter frequently got you in trouble with them, and then there were the dangerous cases with high profile crime involved where you were at actual risk of being hurt, and of course, the long standing problem of your lack of social life, and it especially worried him since you just started High School. 
“Peter, can I ask you a huge, huge favour, and I’m being completely serious.” Tony asked of his intern on one of the rare times Peter was on base to update his suit. Peter looked up from where he was doing some homework, waiting for the update to be complete to look at Tony. 
“Of course Mr Stark, what can I do?” Peter inquired, admittedly maybe a bit too excitedly.
“As you know, I have a son- Y/N. He’s not the best socially, and he has this private detective work going on outside of school, and it’s actually getting pretty serious. He told me about a new case he’s started, and I feel like he might actually get in trouble- can you just watch him please? Make sure he’s not in any actual danger?” Tony asked. “I don’t want you to feel like this is a babysitting job- it’s really not. Y/N’s cases are usually actual criminal cases, but he’s a year younger than you and I’m genuinely worried his bluntness is gonna get him in serious trouble with the wrong people.” 
“I can do that!” Peter assured him with a smile. He of course knew about Y/N Stark’s private detective work, people talked about it who were in middle school with you as well as the stunts you pulled, and quite often people would ask if you were involved in a recently solved case, and sometimes you answered in the affirmative, so he knew that you were in serious stuff. “Would you like me to be with him or tail behind or..?” 
“Tailing won’t work, he’ll notice immediately. Just tell him you want to follow along and be his back up if anything goes south- he worked out you were Spiderman before I did, you’re not gonna hide anything from him.” Tony explained. Peter didn’t have time to properly process the fact that you knew who he was before he’d already accepted his task and had left the base to prepare for tomorrow.
When Peter arrived to school the next day, as soon as he entered the school, he was greeted by MJ and Ned, who could see he was on a mission and had something on his mind as soon as he came in. “What’s going on?” MJ asked as she watched him look around the hallways, over people’s heads. 
“I might need to skip school today. Mr Stark’s given me the task to follow his son around on a case he’s doing. It’s dealing with some serious crime so he wants me to be there in case things go sideways.” Peter explained to them.
“An actual criminal case?” Ned asked, and Peter nodded. “Any idea what it is?” 
“No, Mr Stark didn’t state, but I’m gonna ask Y/N when I join him.” Peter answered. 
“Can we tag along?” MJ asked, leaning on the line of lockers. 
“Uh… are you sure? It might be dangerous.” Peter asked, wide eyed, getting a nod from the girl, and Ned got an excited grin on his face. “Okay, but if we actually get in trouble, run at the first chance you get, okay? I’ll worry about Y/N.” Peter told them, and after getting the affirmative, the three of them went on the search for you. 
 For Tony, he took no news as good news. He’d not heard anything on the news, Peter hadn’t called or texted, neither had you, and FRIDAY was silent about anything to do with the spider suit. It took that as things were going more than smoothly, you and Peter were playing nice, and hopefully you’ll have a new friend by the end of the day, and so he let himself relax a little bit and actually focus on his work.
It wasn’t until Pepper waltzed into his lab that he realised something was up, since she came in around the same time everyday; 5pm, long after school had finished, when you should be home, when FRIDAY would let him know Peter was using the suit. Something was off. He wasn’t sure if it something was exactly wrong, but it was off at least. His first course of action was to drop a text to Peter, asking how the case had gone, presuming by now it would be over and done with and maybe the kids had lost track of time and maybe were busy just being teenagers and having fun. He watched the screen after sending the message for a few seconds, watching as Peter read it, and started to respond, before the text popped up for him to see. 
We’re still working on it
Now THAT was weird. It was vague with no details, almost like Peter was busy or focussed on something else. Tony didn’t feel great about that, and so immediately called his son, turning to Pepper who had been watching him since she came in, trying to figure out why he was suddenly in a panic with her showing up. After a few rings, you answered. “Dad I’m kind of busy right now.” You answered him 
“Y/N, can you give me an idea of what’s happening? You’re usually home by now and I’ve not heard a peep from you all day.” He asked, glancing at Pepper who immediately understood what was happening. “Is Peter with you?” 
“Yes. And Ned. And MJ. They’re being really helpful, thanks for sending them.” You answered, your voice being slightly muffled with the sound of fabric, and Tony could tell you had the phone pressed between your head and shoulder. “You know how I was hired to track that man’s movements before he went missing?” 
“Yes, it’s in the newspaper, your biggest case- insanely proud- did you find something big?” 
“Oh yeah he’s the victim of a serial killer and I’m working on finding the other victims and the killer.” You answered him far too calmly for your father’s liking. 
“What- how are you doing that? Please tell me you got the police involved and you’re not planning to go body hunting as an after school activity- where’s Peter and the others?” Tony demanded towards you.
“Of course I’ve got the police involved- I sent them to look for the bodies in the places I think they are about… 4 hours ago? Anyway- dad can you get FRIDAY on the call please I need her. Peter forgot his spider suit.” You requested, answering a few questions your father had but adding so many more. FRIDAY, at the mention of her name immediately inserted herself. 
“How can I help Mr Stark? She inquired, her inserting herself immediately putting your call onto speaker. Pepper came to Tony’s desk and stood beside Tony, who put his phone down on the desk and just leant over to put his head in his hands. 
“FRIDAY, I need to narrow down who lives on Gallow Way, New York. We’re looking for a Man, within the 40 to 60 age range, possibly married in the past but now divorced and living alone.” You detailed.
“Y/N Stark you better not be thinking of confronting a killer!” Pepper spoke up, and silence fell over the phone. 
“Does it help if Peter’s here, police are on route and his technique for killing isn’t a gun?” You inquired to her. 
“Absolutely not- stay right there, I’m coming.” Tony ordered, calling his suit and immediately flying out the building to go collect his son and intern. In retrospect, he guessed he should have known that Peter would get caught up in your shenanigans and aid you in them rather than calming you down in these situations. Still, he was just glad that you had Peter with you- that did make him feel a little bit better in the prospect that you did face off against a serial killer. Not a thing he thought he’d be saying to himself when he became a father. 
By the time he got there, the police were already there, having already arrested the man and were searching the house, and he spotted his son talking with an officer who was taking extensive notes, Peter, MJ and Ned not far away. He walked over to them first, and they saw him as soon as he landed and straightened up a little as he walked up to them. “What I’d miss?” He asked, before quickly adding “Please tell me you didn’t see a dead body.” 
“No, we were just following the person’s last movements before I guess Y/N realised he’d seen something similar and quizzed us on some other missing people to see what we knew. We did a bit of googling for more information before Y/N announced it’s a serial killer and sort of just… put together a description of what the guy would be like who did this, looked at a map and picked some spots where the bodies could be then called the cops.” Michelle explained to him in a confused tone, which was understandable. 
“Have they found anything yet?” He asked next. 
“Apparently they did find something at one the spots Y/N highlighted a few minutes ago… which is terrifying.” Ned commented. Tony nodded quietly, before going on his phone, selecting a few things, before looking back at the kids in front of him. 
“Alright, a private car will be here in 5 minutes, it’ll take you home, okay? Peter, do you want to go with them?” Tony asked, getting a rushed nod from the teen, and Tony was starting to regret asking him to tag along with your antics. Maybe he’d been too lenient with you. Maybe he should restrict what cases you can take on…
“Mr Stark?” Tony glanced up from his thoughts at the sound of Peter, humming to tell him he was acknowledged. “If Y/N has any big cases again, can I tag along? Other than the whole serial killer thing… it was kind of fun and interesting. I learnt some things that could help me if I need to do my own investigations.” Peter requested, getting slightly wide eyes in response. 
“Uh… sure, just ask Y/N beforehand to be sure he’s comfortable with it, okay?” Tony responded, and Peter grinned and nodded, before Tony turned and started to make his way over to his son, still rambling to the cop who on close inspection almost looked frazzled. “Y/N.” He called, making you stop and turn to face him. 
“Hi dad, I’m nearly done here, just letting them know what kind of things they need to be looking for in the house and stuff.” 
“I’m sure they can figure it out with the extensive notes you’ve already had them writing. Say anymore and they might thing you’re the killer, not the detective.” He joked with you, giving an apologetic smile to the cop as he took your shoulder to pull you away. “If you have any other questions don’t be afraid to call us- I’m sure he’ll be happy to help.” He excused, starting to lead you away. “Did you go in the house?” 
“No. But I did snoop in the back-” Tony interrupted you with a sigh. He swore you were going to be the death of him one of these days.
Hope you like it! Sorry for the super slow posts, I’ve been overwhelmed recently with things I need to do and it’s making me not want to do anything creative. If you have any questions, please send them in! 
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marvelflame2010 · 1 year
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Peter: And she even gave us the same book!
Harley: When she gave it to you, did she say-
Peter and Harley: It's one of a kind, just like you? *groans*
Peter: At least she wrote Peter in mine and Harley in yours
Harley: Yeah, wait. Mine says to Harry!
Ned: Maybe she's dating a third guy named Harry
*Everyone stares at Ned*
Ned: Too soon?
Y/n: Now that we know Liz is a stinking cheater, let's talk about revenge, once again, I offer the butter sock and knife
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iguana-eyanna · 9 months
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In Another Universe Pt. 6
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Pairing: Ned Leeds x superhero! reader
Summary: Ned's world turns upside down when his new powers bring a stranger to his world. What's more strange is that she knows who he is.
Everything was set in motion. MJ was assisting Sorcerer Supreme Wong to prepare while Doctor Strange was practicing his incantation. Ned and Peter were sent off to grab everything else.
Ned went straight to get ahold of some herbs in the potion closet, muttering the ingredients to himself.
"Need a hand?" Peter asks.
"Sure, hold these." Ned said in a rush, stacking bottles in Peter's arms.
"Look, about earlier... I'm sorry if I crossed a line." Peter said but Ned doesn't look over.
"You're fine Pete, no worries." Ned said, walking away to get the spell book in the library. Peter followed in tow.
"Ned, I'm trying to apologize. Could we just pause right now?" Peter asks.
"Funny you should say that cause when I wanted to talk to you, you were busy elsewhere." Ned looked over his shoulder as he went up on the ladder to look where it was located.
"Okay, I deserve that. But I feel like you need to take a break and breathe for a sec. You're preparing for something that could kill you."
Ned breathed through his nose as he looks at Peter.
"I am done letting people, especially you, tell me what my limits are. I'm not a kid, I'm not your sidekick, and I'm not rushing this. So you could just let go of your pride for a second and be there for me just this once?" Ned raised his voice.
Peter seemed unsettled with his friend's temper. He never saw Ned angry. Ned returned his focus and turned over to his right, finding the book he was looking for.
It was different than the darkhold or the other books that were on the shelf. This had egyptian hieroglyphs that kept on moving on the cover, glowing a soft gold color.l
"The Book of Thoth." Ned whispered as he went down the stairs.
"That's the God of Knowledge from the Egyptian Mythology. But why does that book sound familiar?" Peter asks, looking down.
"Don't you remember the first issues of the Captain America comic books? He defeated the Witch Queen alongside Bucky when she was resurrected with this book. I thought it was just something they made up but apparently, this is real."
"That's so cool. I gotta ask Mr. Barnes if this is familiar." Peter said, slightly fan boying.
"Only if I get to tag along." Ned joked.
"Of course man! Mr. Barnes is so cool, I think you guys will like each other. He read the first copies of Lord of the Rings."
"No way!" Ned said in disbelief.
The two laugh a bit before Peter looks at Ned.
"I'm truly sorry for the way I've been treating you. It wasn't right to just ignore you like that. You literally took down an evil doppelganger with your powers and you're doing something pretty selfless. I'm proud of you Ned, I hope you know that." Peter said.
"You're my best friend Pete, I don't mind you being with MJ, I like hanging out with her too. I just missed when it was the three of us, or rather me not feeling like a third wheel."
"We're going to change that. No one is going to be left out or forgotten. And Ned? You were never a sidekick."
Ned smiles and gives Peter a hug.
"No matter what happens, I'll be there man." Peter assured Ned.
The two let go and they use their free hand to do their handshake before heading back.
"So, just to clarify, the girl you told us you were dating is or is not your girlfriend?" Peter asks.
"It's more of a cover really... but with these memories I told her that I was falling in love with her."
"WHAT?" Peter half yells which Ned shushed him.
"What?" Peter whispers again this time.
"That's why I'm wanting to do this. Although the memories I have of her are real, it feels more of a movie I watched than actually living them. I need to find the answer if I love her because of me or him."
Peter nods his head.
"Well, I'm glad that both of you are at an understanding. It must have been hard to face those feelings alone." he says
They finally reached the middle where everyone else was as they were busy. You look over at Ned, giving him a soft smile.
"Yeah, you could say something like that." Ned replied.
Ned gave Wong the book as everyone placed the items on the ground. MJ was using chalk on the ground in order to contain the incantation.
"You ready kid?" Strange asked.
Ned nods his head.
"Let's bring Edward up."
Wong opens a portal and out came Edward who looked unfazed of being transported out from his prison.
"If you do anything to jeopardize this, I will make sure you will be transported to the icey glaciars of Greenland." Wong warned him.
"Yeah, that totally makes me want to to do more trouble now." Edward says sarcastically.
"It's a bit unsettling to see them in the same room." Peter whispers to MJ.
"Yeah, I agree." She says.
"Okay. Ned 1 and Ned 2... listen up so I don't accidentally melt your brains into smoothies."
The two Leeds look at Strange with an unsettled look.
"Not the best time for jokes, I get it. But, you should really listen. Here, drawn by MJ, is a circle. Do not step OUT of the circle. This rune will make sure that those inside will only share the others memory. You're not allowed to interrupt my incantation. This hasn't been done for about a hundred years, and we don't want to see the outcome if it goes wrong. Am I clear?"
"So what you're saying is don't step out and shut up?" Edward asks, crossing his arms.
"Pretty much."
Ned looks over at Peter and MJ.
"If anything happens, tell my parents and my Lola I love them."
"You're going to them yourself Ned." MJ reassured him.
"I'm here bud." Peter says, as MJ squeezed Peter's hand as he was nervous.
The two Neds then look at you, expecting any last parting words from you.
"Please... be careful." you whispered.
The two boys stood apart in the circle and looked straight at each other.
"This may hurt a bit." Strange said before reciting the incantation.
Ned was about to ask how much, but soon his eyes glowed yellow. He floated in midair, unresponsive. You were about to go up to him, but Wong held you in your spot.
"We need to do this." Wong stated.
Soon, Dr. Strange waived his hands in a circular motion and brought out the dreams Ned had.
It was like you saw a projection of every moment you had with Edward. They were all in golden colors, and each memory moved as if you were in the moment.
One was when you had your first date at the state fair, and Ned won you a stuffed panda.
One memory that caught you off guard was the second night you spent with this world's Ned on the roof of his apartment. You were looking at the sky and saw how he fell in love with you.
"How is that possible that Ned remembered all of Edward's memories?" Peter asks.
"Any dream you have of yourself is most likely a memory a version of you had in a different universe. Apparently, all these memories of Spidergirl's Ned are the most vivid with our Ned."
Peter walks around the circle, seeing Ned's memories and caught one of them freshmen year of high school. They looked so shy in class, but Ned peered over when he saw that Peter had a star wars comic book on his desk. They started talking, and soon it was the first day of being friends.
Peter sniffles a bit, remembering the time it was them against the world.
Everyone was too preoccupied of looking at the memories floating in the air, the voice in Edward's head became louder.
'Now's our chance, you know what to do.' Hobgoblin said.
Edward reaches into the hidden pocket of the jacket he's wearing, feeling the small explosive he has saved in case of emergencies. He finds where the Book of Thoth was left unguarded. Edward was about to throw the explosive towards it, but then he heard something.
"You won't catch me!" You yelled out loud. "Yes I will!" Ned replied back.
"Huh?" Edward looks back and finds the memory. It appeared him and you were at a park, you wore this white spring dress that was covered in blue flowers. You were smiling, laughing as Ned was chasing you.
"Gotcha!" Ned replied, catching you by your waist as he spinned you back to his chest. "I let you!" You joked, playfully shoving his shoulder. "What will take you for me to release you?" He asks. You hum a bit before an idea pops in your head. "A kiss." Ned becomes easily flushed. This was your fourth date with each other and he has been too shy to kiss you. Maybe it was because he wanted to go slow and be the gentleman he always was, but this was his first kiss. He was worried he was going to mess this up. "Hey... it's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm with you till the end of the line." You said, placing a hand on his chest. Ned felt a flutter in his heart as you remembered that was a line from the Captain America and Bucky comic book he showed you. He placed his hand on top of yours and stared at you with such warm eyes. Without hesitation, he tilts his head down and kissed your lips for the first time. Both of you closed your eyes, feeling a thousand stars were surrounding you. Once you pulled away, you brush away a strand of hair that was in his face. "Nothing beats a first kiss." You said, smiling. Ned widen his smile as he picked you by the waist and spun you again and kissed you again with all the love he could give.
"That quote was your favorite movie." Edward whispers, looking down on the ground.
You break away from the memory and look at him.
"Ned?" you call him.
He turns around towards you, his eyes looking almost familiar.
Suddenly, he hisses in pain as he grabbed the sides of his head.
'STOP IT.' The voice yelled in his head.
"What's happening?" MJ asks.
"Something is blocking his mind for the memories to enter. Strange can't do anything when Ned is unconscious." Wong said.
"It's not something... it's someone." You said, hearing a sort of high pitch from your spider sense.
Edward thrashed his head violently, until he paused... giving a bone chilling laugh that filled the air.
He looks at you, smiling at you wickedly.
"Miss me?" Edward's voice slightly changing.
"Hobgoblin." You whispered.
"I can't wait to show you what I have in store." He says, his eyes growing a darker shade.
You don't know what he meant, but you could see Hobgoblin reach for something in his pocket.
"Peter! The book!" You screamed.
Peter ran to wear the book went as Hobgoblin threw the explosive at his direction. Peter almost reached towards, but then the explosive blew up, sending everyone off their feet. Artifacts flown around the room as some laid down on the floor and the book was lost in the chaos. Wong made a magic shield around MJ to protect her from any debris as you and Peter landed on the walls.
You could see all of Ned's memories slightly glitch, as the magic was being disrupted due to the rune on the floor was damaged.
"Someone needs to fix this quick!" Strange grunted, trying to not let any of the memories escape as they now swarmed in the air. Without the book, Strange couldn't maintain the spell. You could hear all the voices of each memory overlap, making it hard to focus.
"I can fix the rune! But you have to keep Hobgoblin inside!" MJ screamed.
"Find the book, I'll deal with him." You said to Peter. He nod his head.
MJ grabbed a chalk and started to connect the runes once more. You went in the opening and went up to Hobgoblin.
"I don't want to hurt you anymore." You said, hoping your Ned would hear you.
"Too late for that." Hobgoblin replied as he threw his fist at you. You knelt down as you caught it in thin air, but it was hard to maintain his grip. Hobgoblin used this opportunity to swing his leg towards your ribs that were already bruised. You let go, groaning, but you stood tall and raised your fists.
"This ends tonight." You gritted before both of you charge.
MJ rushed fixing the symbols on the floor as you and Hobgoblin fought. You ducked most of his punches, but he was almost invincible to take down.
"I'm almost done! You need to get out!" MJ screamed.
"I need more time!" you yelled back, trying to use your web fluid but Hobgoblin breaks free in seconds.
"There's not enough! I can't contain the memories anymore!" Strange yelled.
You look up and see Ned's aura fading like all of his memories. You can't leave Ned like this. And you can't leave Edward either, not again. You look over at MJ and nod your head.
"Do it."
She nods her head and scribbles the last symbol. Finally, the floor glowed around you three. Peter found the book in time and gave it to Strange as he recited the last lines.
"I know you're in their Ned, you can fight against him. You're able to decide for yourself, not him!"
"STOP TALKING" Hobgoblin spoke as you could sense that he was losing control over Edward's body.
"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I'm right here. I-"
You stop as you were now gasping for air.
The air was still for a moment. You could hear your new friends calling your name and you look down, seeing that Hobgoblin found a dagger lying on the floor and pierced you in the stomach.
Hobgoblin smirks back at you.
Suddenly, the soft glow of yellow turned a violent shade of orange. Hobgoblin took notice and turned around, seeing Ned now towering over him, his eyes glowing like raging fires.
"Wong? What's going on?" Strange asks.
"He's still conscious! His emotional ties towards her is stronger than we realized, Ned might not break free from this rage!" He yells back.
Ned took Hobgoblin by the collar and levitated up, flying as Hobgoblin dangled in mid air. Ned didn't even say a word, but his features turned menacing. That innocent kid that he once was is now gone.
"Just do it, kill me now. But if you don't you're just as weak as Edward." Hobgoblin spat.
"Stop, you're better than this!" Peter screamed.
Ned, not facing towards his friends, raised his hands toward them as they became frozen in place, even with Doctor Strange and Wong. But with Strange's lost of control, all the memories began to violently fly around the room. There was screaming, so much screaming. Everyone now saw the horrible things Edward had gone through. His manic episodes when he was lost in the sewers, his destruction towards the city when innocent lives were lost, and the times he fought with you before you were transported towards this world.
"Ned..."
Ned looks down as he sees you lying on your back, starting to bleed out.
"I'm with you till the end of the line."
Suddenly, the memories came to a halt as everyone became quiet. Ned lets go of Hobgoblin. He thought he was about to fall to his doom, but he levitates in the air.
"You're wrong about us. We're not weak... we care a lot. And frankly, I think you're time is finished."
And with that, Ned raised his hands to Hobgoblin, blasting all of the memories at Hobgoblin.
Hobgoblin screams out as Edward fights for control as both of the Leed boys shine bright as the sun. Everyone else closes their eyes as the light overcame their senses. Soon, it began to dim as well as the hold that Ned had on them. They break free from their frozen places and look up to where Ned and Hobgoblin once were.
They see Ned holding Edward's shoulders as he seemed half conscious.
"I got you, man." Ned whispered as they soon stood on the floor. Everyone else surrounded them, unsure.
Edward regains his senses, looking straight at Ned.
"It's... it's quiet. I don't hear him anymore." Edward said in disbelief. Both Ned and Edward smiled as they hugged each other, realizing that it worked.
Edward smiles brightly as he tries to look for you, calling your name.
"I remember now! I remember everyth-" Edward stops speaking as he sees you lying on the floor, eyes closed.
"No," Ned whispered.
Both he and Edward race to your side as Edward lifts you in his lap, trying to shake you to wake up as Ned held your hand.
You lied in his arms, cold as your blood decorated the floor. Peter and MJ go up to their friend as Peter knelt down besides Ned.
"I - I killed her." Edward whispers.
"It's not your fault." Ned said.
"It is. She's gone because of me."
Ned looks over and sees his teacher a few steps away, still shocked as he witnessed Ned's power.
"We can't do anything, can we?"
Wong lowers his head.
"It is forbidden. We must not disrupt the balance of the living and the dead."
"How about the book? There has to be a way-"
"There is. But it requires for one soul to be exchanged in order to bring back the other. We're not risking your lives again."
"What if we shared half of our souls to her?" Edward asks.
Everyone turns back to Edward.
"Half of my soul and half of Ned's creates one soul. Can that work?"
Wong and Strange look at each other, unsure.
Ned looks back at you, as you lied there peacefully
"We have to try."
Edward lies you on the ground as Ned took the book and looked at the spell.
"Hold her hand and I'll hold the other. Whatever you do, don't let go."
"I won't." Edward said.
Ned looked down at the book, repeating the words that was written on the page. Everyone around them saw a small glowing orb erupting from Ned's and Edward's chest.
"That's their souls." Wong whispered to Peter and MJ.
They flew in the air at the moment, slowly twirling around each other until the souls flew in your chest. A few seconds past and you gasp for air. Ned and Edward jump back from you unexpectedly. You look down and see that how your stab wound healed completely, barely leaving a scar.
“What- what happened?” You ask, looking around.
"You died for a good 5 minutes. All hope was gone till we decided we split our souls so you could come back."
"We?" You ask.
He looks over your shoulder and you turn around in his direction, seeing Edward standing alone.
Ned helped you get up until you were on your feet and you slowly take a few steps towards him.
He looks so scared as you got closer to him.
"Is it really you?" You ask, your heart still unsure if your Ned was back.
"On our first date... we went to go watch that new Disney movie. You looked cold so I gave you my letterman jacket. And when you wanted to hold my hand, I warned you that I had sweaty hands and you said -"
"-I had calloused hands so it was perfect." you finished his sentence
Edward and you laugh quietly as he looks at you, close to tears.
"I am so sorry, for everything. If I could take everything back, I would-"
You stopped Edward as hugged him tightly.
Besides you two, everyone around you began to tear up. Strange had to step away because he was more of a mess than all of you.
Edward choked as he quickly wrapped his arms around you, needing your touch like it was the only thing that was keeping him alive.
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"Thank you, for everything." You said to Peter and MJ as you and Edward were about to leave this dimension.
You've stayed for an extra two days, wanting to regroup all the events this week. But, you two decided it was time to go home.
"Of course, I'm glad that you're able to go back, Ned." Peter said.
"Actually, I think I want to be called Edward from now on... it kinda grew up on me." Edward said, intertwining his hands with yours.
"I like it too." You smiled at him.
At a fair distance, Ned looked at you and Edward happily in love.
"How are you?" Wong asks as he walked up to Ned.
"I'm... i'm alright. Made my piece that they'll be going back. I'm happy for them." Ned said, smiling contently.
Wong nodded his head.
"We need to discuss about your magic. Strange and I were talking and we had never seen someone advanced this quickly during their training. You're powerful Ned, more than you realize."
Ned looks down at his hands, knowing that too.
"Like I told you awhile ago, my Lola told me that we had a long line of people who were gifted."
"It's more than that, Ned. I believe you are a descendant of a powerful lineage. It ties to a mystic artifact that we've encountered: the Ten Rings. No one knows its origin, not even the man that beholds it."
"What's his name?" Ned asked curiously.
"His name is Shang-Chi. I will be meeting him in a few weeks to research more about this from his late mother's homeland, and I want you by my side on my expedition."
"I'm honored, Master Wong. I won't let you down!" Ned replied, about to hug Wong, but decided to bow instead.
Wong smirks and releases a sigh.
"I'll make an exception, just this once."
Ned smiled brightly and hugged Wong.
"Guys! Guys! Guys!" Ned yelled, running toward his friends.
"You didn't tell him everything, did you?" Strange asked.
"That what... he may be a descendant of the most evil sorcerers of ancient times?" Wong asked.
"I get it Wong, he's a good kid. But he needs to know his fate if his powers will corrupt him like The Duwende."
Wong sighs. He thought hearing Edward's alter ego sounded so familiar until he realized that duwende was the Filipino word for elf and goblin, or rather Hobgoblin.
"I will, but for now, we let him live the life he wants. He shouldn't be burdened of a historic destiny when he's finding himself."
The two look over to see Ned smiling and laughing with his friends. He almost died on countless attacks, disappeared from the blip and had to redo half of his education.
But one thing about Ned was that he stilled smiled, even in the face of casualty.
Wong and Strange walked away to give the teens some privacy as they discuss more of their expedition.
In a few minutes, everyone began to say their final goodbyes.
Ned was faced to-face with Edward.
"What are you going to do now?" Ned asked.
"I wanna see my family again. Just thinking about my Lola is making me tear up right now." Edward sighed, brushing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"But I'm going to get help. Even if I'm not Hobgoblin anymore, I need to make things right with the people I've hurt and take responsibility. Thank you, for reminding me of who I am." Edward said, lifting his hand.
"Actually, can we try something?"
Ned quickly taught him the handshake that him and Peter do and were laughing at how cool it was to be doing this with their doppleganger.
"Be kind to yourself, Edward. You were always a good person, don't ever forget that."
Edward smiles at Ned's words as the two hug each other.
"Mind if I steal you for a minute?" You interrupt.
Edward goes next to you and smiles, squeezing your hand before you and Ned were talking.
"I guess this is it." You said, rubbing the side of your arm.
"Yeah... it was um, nice to have you around." Ned said.
You look at him in a bit of disbelief.
"You know I have half of your soul, and that's how you're sending me off?" You sassed.
Ned couldn't help but crack a smile.
Your feels a bit heavy as you went up to him, holding his hand.
"I'm forever grateful for what you did for me these past few days. I'll never forget you Ned Leeds. I have apart of you with me."
Wong steps forward and signals that it's time to go. You look back at Ned and slip your hand away. Wong opens the portal and you and Edward look forward, seeing your New York.
"Ready?" You ask over your shoulder.
"Yeah, let's go home." Edward says.
Everyone waves them goodbye until something in Ned broke.
"Wait!" Ned yells after you.
You turn and see Ned run to you, wrapping his arms around you.
You hold onto Ned as you two began to cry. If these past days taught you anything, it was that love came at the most strangest of places. And you found a different kind of love with him, it was when two people who were hurting found each other.
He gave you a loving look as he wiped his tears away.
"Thank you, for the memories."
You gave him a tearful smile.
"Any time, I hope that one day soon, you'll find someone to share them with." You said, kissing his cheek as you slowly walk away from him as you go back to Edward. You two look back at the people who changed both of your lives.
And it was the last time you ever saw Ned.
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1 year later
"Okay, ready? Smile!" Ned said, taking a picture of Pete and MJ by the pond at the Boston Gardens.
It was now breaking into warmer weather, so the gang decided to treat themselves of a day of adventuring after finishing their exams from MIT.
Just when he's about to show them the picture, a soft whimper caught his attention. Ned's eyes lit up with curiosity as he spotted a cute, lost puppy wandering near a cluster of trees.
With a warm smile, Ned crouched down and gently scooped the puppy into his arms.
"Hey little guy." He cradled the adorable canine, looking around for any signs of its owner. Just as he began to worry, he hears a familiar voice.
"Milo? Milo!" the voice came closer as he saw them running to Ned with a dog leash that matched the small bulldog's collar that Ned saw.
"Oh my god- is that-" Peter asks.
"Yep. Our world's version of Spidergirl." MJ said, slightly blown away.
Ned was in utter shock as you came closer with relief on your face.
"Thank you so much for finding my Milo! I wanted to have him run without the leash for a few minutes but he's such a troublemaker, always wanting to find new friends!" You said, a bit out of breath.
Ned broke out of his spell and gave you back your dog in your arms.
"Yeah, I uh- I'm glad I bumped into you." Ned said, still in disbelief that you were standing in front of him.
"What do you mean? I should be the one thanking you! How can I repay you?" You ask, about to look in your purse.
"No no! It's okay. I really don't want anything."
"Are you sure? I mean... I could treat you to a coffee. It's the least I can do." You said, wanting to show your gratitude (especially since you thought the guy in front of you was really cute.)
Ned smiles as he looks over to his friends, giving him a thumbs up.
"Yeah, I'd like that."
In a different world, two of the same people were by the beach side in the west coast, soaking in the sun.
"This is much needed." You whispered, as you cuddled closer to Ned as you were enjoying your first vacation with just the two of you after your first year of college.
"Agreed." He whispers in your ear as you guys relax, hearing the small waves crash against your bare feet.
A lot has changed within the year.
Edward had a tearful reunion with his family, and may or may not have been slapped with his Lola's house slipper of his long disappearance, but she hugged him tightly afterwards, afraid to let him go again.
He get the help he needed during his road to recovery. He had moments where he doubted if he was a good person, but you were always there to remind him all the good things he has done.
"What are you thinking of?" Edward asked.
You took a deep breath as you hug him against your chest.
"Just thinking how lucky I am that you're here."
Edward looks back at you with a loving gaze.
"I think I'm the lucky one."
"Oh yeah?" you ask.
"Yeah... and I'll prove it." He says as he turned more in your direction.
You were about to ask what until he inched closer and kissed your lips. Both of you closed your eyes as you felt fireworks, the same way you felt on the day of your first kiss with him.
You connect your foreheads together, later kissing his head as you two stared off in the sunset together, feeling your souls intertwined.
A part of you felt Ned somewhere in another universe. Somehow, you knew that he felt accomplished and accepted... and found someone that would one day love him with all of her heart:
You.
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