Lovedust (Role Reversal) HC
Author’s Note: Thank you anon who asked me about this cause OH BOY! My last Peter HC was utter trash but I love this one!! Hope you guys like it!!!! This idea was so fun and when I started Lovedust, I was going to make it this way but decided that Peter falling in love with you was just *chefs kiss* perfect
- So! We all know (for the most part) how Peter is when he absorbs the lovedust BUT what if the roles were reversed
- Lets rewind shall we? bLooPyBlIpziPzaPZoOp
- Right so lets kick it off to when you start to regain consciousness after touching the lovedust
-Peter is panicking right beside you and making sure you haven’t broken anything or cracked your head open like it was a watermelon
-and you’re just staring up at him with those freaking puppy dog eyes as he’s looking back at you like what's up little bud, got a staring problem?
-Deadass the first thing that comes out of your mouth is “I don’t know what’s wrong with me Peter but have I ever told you how much I love it when you say my name”
-And peter is like tf this bitch just say? Cause remember yall, seconds ago you were threatening to kill him PLUS Peter doesn’t even know what the dust is he just thinks you were gonna explode
-now he really thinks you have a concussion so he’s checking your head again and you literally melt into his hand as he cups the side of your face
-all you can focus on was how brown his eyes actually are and without a second thought you just straight up tell him
-“ jesus your eyes are so brown like soooo brown do you even know how brown they are? Like a beautiful chocolate brown like how authors say it in books- god my chest hurts- fuck I can’t even stop to think my mouth is literally just going- my heart is gonna burst open literally-I’m in love with you Peter Parker”
-PETER GETS SO FREAKING FLUSTERED! LIKE WHAAAAAA
-He’s looking around to make sure he isn’t being pranked like cut the cameras, deadasss
- he isn’t even sure how to respond but thank goodness your dad and Banner and the other Avengers show up like why are these two teenagers wet
- It takes an hour to explain to Peter what the lovedust is and every time, Peter doesn’t even believe it
- “So you’re telling me she loves.... my eyes?”
-” Oh my god- we’re saying she LOVES YOU. LOVE + DUST!”
-and Peter is utterly shooketh because as many times as he’s dated, he wasn’t sure a girl actually loved him
-as your dad and Banner are arguing, you are already cuddled up underneath Peter’s arm as his brain is trying to register what the hell is going on because the only time you two were ever this close was when you beat his ass for putting blue hair dye in your shampoo before homecoming
-so days pass and you’re doing a shit job at trying to keep your mouth under control because your body was literally working against you
- If yall think Peter didn’t have a filter, then when the tables had turned, you were WAY WORSE
- “ Your arms are so big how are they so big can you just hold me for a second?”
-” UHm I don’t think your dad would want me to do that but I can give you a hug”
- “ Have I ever told you how good you smell? Like I just want to tuck my face into your neck forever like an oxygen mask”
-” wut? UhM here you can have my hoodie it kinda smells like me”
-” Peter, what do you think about starting a family with me?”
-” ASGJFK You mean riGhT now? Like, here in the kitchen?”
- Everything was worst than how it was for Peter and you weren’t exactly why but the only thing that ever helped the pain was physically being close to him
- at night, you would toss and turn and you could feel your senses dial-up so everything was extra hot, extra bright, extra loud and the pain was EXTRA excruciating
-one night the pain was so bad you knocked on Peter's bedroom door and pouted
-”Can I sleep with you?” 🥺👉🏼👈🏼
- and Peter’s teenage boy mind just shuts down
-” GAH um I think we should wait until you’re actually in the right state of mind to take it to the next level like that PLUS I don’t have any protection-”
-” I meant can I sleep in your bed for tonight” even though you were totally down for his suggestion
-dont look at me like that in yall wanna get down with Peter
-Peter mentally pushes himself off of a cliff but secretly lets you into his room because BOI if Tony found out that you two were in the same bed, lovedust or not, he would MURDER PETER
-he gets you settled and decides he’s going to sleep on the floor because he respects women like it’s his goddamn job but when he offers, you literally look like you’re going to bust out into tears
-so okay new plan Peter sleeps next to you but puts a pillow in between the two of you just in case any unnecessary contact happens
- but you’re still being a baby about it so Peter agrees to move the pillow but he tells you that cuddling is off the table
-” This is already kinda weird and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable so just stay on your side of the bed okay Y/N?”
- but you’re already knocked out so Peter is like phew
-for most of the night, he is looking up at the ceiling as you’re snoring quietly beside him and his heartbeat hasn’t slowed down since you knocked on his door
-a girl has NEVER been in Peter’s bed before but he kinda doesn’t mind? He can feel your body heat coming and it makes him so sleepy
-it was comforting knowing that you were in less pain now that you were beside him and the thought made Peter flustered
-but before his eyes shut, you kinda just roll over and now you're tucked into his chest and Peter’s body shuts down for the millionth time
-he wants to move you off of him, not because it’s uncomfortable but because he feels like he’s taking advantage of the situation
-he would never want you to feel like you weren’t under complete control so he does the gentlemen thing and kinda slides you off of him
-but you’re holding on tight like a damn koala so after a few minutes, he kinda has the mentality of when a dog falls asleep in your lap
-like you can’t get up and wake the dog cause duh morals so Peter just lays there next to you
-he’s literally trying to fight off his sleepiness but after a while, he just submits because he was exhausted
-it isn’t until the morning when Peter wakes up before you to see that his arm had draped over your body while sleeping and yall were practically
-S P O O N I N G
-and he’s panicking and he tries to get up slowly but you turn your body to face him and you bury your face into his chest
-”just five more minutes please?” 🥺
-your sexy sleepy voice mixed with Peter being half awake made everything even worse
-Peter wasn’t even under the lovedust but he was completely whipped for you and goddamn it, how could he say no to that face
-Peter could feel how tired you were as he held you and he knew how much pain you were in. In his head, he wasn’t sure if you would do the same if the roles were reversed but either way, Peter felt that it was the right thing to do
-Peter decides to pull you closer and a part of him wishes he could hold you forever
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might be a little odd, but how about like. "imaginary transformation" as in someone slowly starts seeming less real, being easier to forget, their actions have less and less consequence till eventually they cease to exist as a person, reduced to somebodies imaginary friend. I reckon tav becoming an imaginary friend for gamzee seems fun. oh and ofc since theyre imaginary, the "imaginer" can just change them, so feel free to throw in any other TFs youve been fancying recently
Unrealised
It started off very trivial. In conversations people would get around to talking about Tavros, but instead of saying his name they speaker would give a look of confusion before saying ‘you know who i’m talking about’ or ‘that guy’, something that would be reserved for someone they didn’t know. Only Tavros and his friends have known each other for years.
Tavros would always laugh it off but as it happened more and more, it started getting to him. How could his friends forget his name? Along with this, actions they had participated in together started to have less detail for the others, it seemed.
‘What class were you in fiduspawn again?’
‘What was that story you’re obsessed with’?
It was like he was becoming a stranger to them all.
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Tavros’s friends seemingly started to notice him less and less now. He would walk into a room and nobody would acknowledge him or they would walk into a room he was in and not even notice him. At the start, Tavros could clear his throat or say ‘hey’ to the others in the room and it would startle them as they turned to acknowledge him. More and more now they were ignoring his voice and now he would have to walk up and tap them on the shoulder in order to get a reaction, which was a dangerous thing to do considering troll reflexes and culture along with the high-stress situation they were all in. This was doing horrible things to his self esteem and Tavros would talk about the others seeming to ignore him to Gamzee, who seemed to be the only person who would talk to him.
This was something else, though. Tavros, once more, was being ignored by one of his friends. He walked up to Terezi who turned their nose up before pouncing on Tavros.
“Who are you and how did you get here?” Terezi questioned, cane pushed against his neck as he started to run out of oxygen.
“Gah, Terezi, it’s me, Tavros!” Terezi looked like she was concentrating on something but the hold didn’t budge. “Really? We played the game, fought the queen, how do you not remember this?” Something on Terezi’s face clicked and the cane let up.
“Oh, I’m really sorry Tavros, I don’t know how I forgot about you. Where have you been though, I feel like I haven’t seen you in weeks…”
“I’ve been here, you guys just don’t notice me! Even when i’m in the same room as you guys its like you can’t see me!” Tavros took Terezi’s hand as she helped him up.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know whats wrong with me, I’ve got a wicked headache though, i’ll be back,” Terezi said and held her head as she walked out of the room. Tavros stood alone in the smaller room and turned from the door to just look at the couch he was just sitting there and Terezi didn’t notice him, or even remember him. He stood like that for awhile.
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It had been a few days and Tavros had given up trying to communicate with the others. Terezi hadn’t seen him when he walked by her in the hallway a few hours after their encounter and he was afraid to get the others’ attention, not knowing if they, too, had forgotten him and would do something awful to him out of suspicion. He could move from room to room and nobody would see him at all.
This new thing was something else though. Tavros found himself staring at the mug on the table. His insides felt cold as he continued to look at it and then at his still open hand. Once more, Tavros reached for the mug but let his arm fall limp as his hand simply passed through it. He tried to hit it with a fist but that, too, brought no reaction.
He backed away before running into the hall and through the corridors, trying to find the only friend he really had left. He found Gamzee in the kitchen talking with Karkat. Tavros slowed and noticed that he hadn’t felt tired and he wasn’t out of breath. Considering the shape he was in, that was pretty weird.
“Oh, hey Tavros,” Gamzee said and put his fist out for a fist-bump which Tavros reciprocated automatically.
“Gamzee, it’s gotten worse. I just tried to pick up a cup and my hand went through it! It’s not enough nobody else can see me, but now inanimate objects do the same thing! What am I going to do, its like im a ghost,” Tavros said and leaned into Gamzee, feeling a bit weak.
“Hey, I can hold your cup for you if it’s got a problem with you,” Gamzee said and put his arm around Tavros.
“Thanks but that’s not really the point, look,” Tavros said and demonstrated him trying to pick up a pen that was just on the counter. Once more, his fingers went through it like the pen wasn’t even there.
“I really wish there was a highblood head doctor on board, because you’re acting a lot more delusional than you usually do. Normally pies don’t give you straight up hallucinations,” Karkat said as he watched Gamzee’s eyes follow an invisible person and conversing with them.
“I’m not hallucinating, i’m totally chill, bro. I’m just talking to Tavros here and-” Gamzee began.
“Gamzee, he can’t see-” Tavros said before Karkat talked over him, not hearing anything that Tavros said.
“Gamzee, there’s nobody there, and what the fuck am i supposed to think when you start talking to imaginary friends while we’re all isolated in this fucking rock?”
“Tavros isn’t imaginary,” Gamzee said. He looked to Tavros and back at Karkat, a little nervous.
“Yes he is, Gamzee. Nobody else can see this Tavros except you. Look,” Karkat said and stuck his arm into where Gamzee’s eyes had been looking. His fist went right through Tavros’s chest as if it wasn’t even there.
“But, he was with us when we defeated the king,” Gamzee said, now more confused.
“I remember everything during our session, and there was no asshole named Tavros. He isn’t real.”
Tavros had slumped to the floor, back against the counter. He had his head in his hands. He felt like crying. ‘If nobody remembers me, and nothing reacts to my body, maybe I really am a fake person. What if Gamzee just made me to cope with something and he brought me into existence somehow with consciousness…’
A hand appeared in front of his face. Tavros looked up to see Gamzee offering a hand to help him up. Tavros allowed himself to be lifted and noticed Karkat was no longer in the room. He probably missed the end of the conversation while going through another existential crisis. Gamzee was looking at him, but looked away when Tavros turned to him.
“You are real, right? I remember talking to you for years…:” Gamzee said.
“I thought i was, but nobody notices me. I pretty much am a ghost, or something your mind made up. Man, this fucking sucks. I just really want some milk right now.”
Tavros’s attention was alerted to the fact that he was now holding something. He looked down to see a replica of his mug with milk in his grasp. He brought it up and took a sip, then stopped thinking about it and watched as it disintegrated into nothingness. Maybe this wasn’t all bad.
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Days went by as Tavros and Gamzee continued to talk to each other. Their bond grew as time went on. Often times when others were in the room they’d just glance to see if they were the one Gamzee was talking too and would roll their eyes if they weren’t.
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