Chapters: 3/3
Fandom: Spider-Man (Video Games 2018-2020), Spider-Man - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Peter Parker/Reader
Characters: Peter Parker, Spider-Man
Additional Tags: based heavily on ps4/ps5 peter but works for any iteration, Peter Parker Whump, the sinister six push spider-man to the brink, he ends the night in a concerned civilian’s studio apartment, and smut because hello. PS4/5 Peter., Sex, Oral Sex, Smut, Submissive Peter Parker, Nipple Play, Face-Sitting, Cunnilingus, slight mask kink, Web Bondage
He began to turn around. “Sorry about that. Thanks for coming to help out tonight. I’m P–“ Hazel eyes, the ones that melted your heart when he had finally let you pull his mask off, fixed on you, then widened like saucers. His grip fumbled on the box and he caught it swiftly before it could crash into the floor.
Miles eyed him strangely. “You, uh…good there, Pete?” He looked at you quickly, as if to assess whether his mentor’s sudden malfunctioning would send you running for the hills. But you weren't faring much better. You weren't sure if you'd breathed in the last few minutes.
Spider-Man, in civilian clothing, was blinking at you rapidly like there was a chance you might be one of Mysterio’s illusions. You thought you saw his ears turning pink.
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Please join me in a moment of pure shock that my mini boss jumped in and started helping me with a task and decide oh hell nah this is boring AF I’m getting you actual help next week you shouldn’t be doing this by yourself. On top of on Tuesday her coming in seeing the people who were here on Monday didn’t do anything and essentially bringing the hammer down so I wouldn’t have to do it all by myself. Which I think included pushing back to our main boss to make our boss do their job and flat out tell everyone how many hours they’re supposed to be helping me with said task.
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just waited all day for my mother to come home from work because I needed to take my cat to the vet for a checkup (her eye is still not healing but I still don't have anyone to take me to the eye specialist that is three hours away) just to make sure her eye is not getting worse or she's losing more sight in it. I specifically asked her last night to please come home straight from work so I could borrow the car because the vet closes at 6 and I can't drive at night. she usually gets out at 2:30, sometimes 3 if she has to do overtime. but it was 4:40 when she JUST got home. the sun is already starting to set and by the time I get to the vet it'll be too dark for me to drive back. I'm confident she just fucking forgot and went off to my aunt's to eat and have coffee or whatever while I've been here getting everything ready so my cat is comfortable in her carrier and trying to not pass on my own stress onto her (🐈) because I know that probably doesn't help her feel better. I know this was an accident on her part, I know this, but I'm just so done. she never takes me into account, I'm always having to move around her schedule and accommodate her! the one time I asked her to get home early (and not even because I was doing something fun or frivolous or whatever) and she makes extra sure to come back just as it gets too dark for me to drive. surprisingly, she noticed I was upset and asked me what was wrong but at this point I don't even bother to bring it up because she always just invalidates me and calls me hysterical or dramatic or like I'm playing the victim. (this is without even taking into account that the reason I'm so "hysterical" is because of my ocd/anxiety and because the vet literally told me my cat losing an eye is a possibility! like, I feel like I'm not pulling shit out of my ass when I say I have reason to be concerned about this! especially since I haven't been able to take her to the specialist even tho the vet told me to take her almost two weeks ago!) I'm just done. I'm lured into a false sense of security by her again and again and I fall for it every time! I'm done. once I'm out of here by march, I'm going low contact
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