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anasticklefics · 2 years

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For Science

Fandom: Spider-Man: No Way Home

Characters: Peter x3

Summary: The three Peters are talking about how much the spider bite changed them, and Peter admits it made him more ticklish.

A/N: Prompted by @allylin05 SO LONG AGO. I hope you like it!

Peter: Tom

Peter 2: Tobey

Peter 3: Andrew

Words: 900

“Did the bite change anything for you?” Peter asked, the three of them on his favorite rooftop after everything had been fixed and saved and salvaged. “More than the strength and stuff, I mean.”

“Oh, totally,” Peter 3 said. “It made my eyesight so much better. And my hearing? It’s nearly flawless, it’s amazing.”

“It fixed my eyesight too,” Peter 2 said. “Things also taste different now. That one was a bit annoying.”

“Really?” Peter let out a laugh. “I guess it fixed my hearing, but I didn’t really have any problems with it beforehand. It just made me hear impossible things now.”

“That makes sense.”

“It also made me, like, ten times as ticklish.”

“Really?” Peter 2 tilted his head. “It didn’t do that to me.”

Peter 3 shook his head. “Me neither.”

“Oh.” Peter felt his face heat up, something the bite hadn’t been able to stop from happening. “Well, forget I said something.”

“No, wait, this is interesting.” Peter 2 straightened where he was sitting against the wall. “We seem to share most things, but not all. Why’s that?”

The rooftop was chilly, the sun having hidden behind the city and the wind having replaced its presence. They’d been refusing to move, finding peace in Peter’s haven, but he suddenly felt a timidness wash over him that he hadn’t felt in a while, and the secludedness of the place didn’t help. It felt intimate, in a way; something you shared with friends. The other Peters were definitely his friends, but he was reminded of how little they actually knew about each other.

He tried to keep his gaze at them, but the way Peter 3’s lips curved upward, the way Peter 2 was still observing him as if he was the most interesting thing in the world, made his courage fail him and he had to avert his gaze.

They didn’t know what he liked. They weren’t Ned or MJ, who would know to not tease him without actually tickling him. This was worse. This was innocence and curiosity mixed together, and Peter wasn’t sure his face wouldn’t give him away.

“I don’t know,” he said. “Up until now I didn’t know other Spider-Men existed.”

“Fair enough.”

“Wait, wait,” Peter 3 suddenly said. “How ticklish were you before?”

“Uh.”

“Oh, you’re blushing.” His grin when Peter looked back, so easy to coax out of him, made an appearance. “That’s cute, but that’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“I can’t help it,” Peter groaned, covering his face as Peter 3 laughed.

“I take it that you were quite ticklish,” Peter 2 said. “That could explain it.”

“Wait, how ticklish is ten times as ticklish?”

“Please stop.” Peter held up his hands. “Or I’m going to literally die right here.”

“That’d be a bit annoying, wouldn’t it?” But Peter 3 leaned back, a visible retreat. “I’ll make sure to add that to my list of what I know of you. Number three: don’t tease Peter about how ticklish he is.”

“What are the other two?” Peter 2 asked, so casual about all of this that Peter felt dizzy.

“Well, number one is that he’s apparently also Peter Parker.” Peter 3’s grin melted into a smirk. “And number two is that he’s apparently very ticklish.”

“Oh, come on.”

“I feel like number four should be what your proper laugh sounds like.”

Peter didn’t move even when they both scooted closer to him, sitting cross-legged on both of his sides. “Please forget I said anything.”

“Oh, but this is a scientific experiment,” Peter 3 said. “We gotta find out why you’re apparently ten times as ticklish.”

“I just have a question,” Peter 2 said. “How often do you get tickled to find this out in the first place?”

“Uh.”

“Often?”

Peter covered his face again. “Quite often I guess.”

“Okay, that’s all I needed to know. You know, for science.”

Peter 3 grabbed his knee. “For science,” he said and squeezed.

It was all a bit of a blur after that.

Peter’s laughter was quick to pour out of his mouth. That much he knew. At some point he fell to the side and Peter 2’s surprisingly nimble fingers decided to attack his lower back, which made him squeal. Peter 3 wouldn’t let that sound go, once they were done with him.

But before that there was Peter squirming without getting away, his knees rising without breaking the cross-legged position, and his hands flailing without protecting him much. He could hear the other two cooing, laughing, maybe teasing, between his giggles, and while he knew he would never live this down he also kind of enjoyed it all the same.

“It’s safe to say we should keep this a secret from bad guys,” Peter 2 said once they’d let him breathe freely again, grinning down at his curled up body on the roof. “And try to keep you from getting another spider bite because I’m not sure your body would handle getting more sensitive.”

Peter groaned. “Please stop.”

Peter 3 poked his leg. “Hey, at least I can add a fifth thing to my list now. Doesn’t fight back.”

Peter sighed and rolled over onto his back. It was nearly entirely dark now, the sky littered with stars. His only witnesses. “I’m not gonna say it.”

Peter 3 ruffled his hair while Peter 2 chuckled. “And you don’t have to.”

#tickling #tickle fic #ticklish!peter parker #ticklish!peter #peter x3 #for science #ana's fics

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frying-panties · 1 year

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Hi, it's me 🕊 on my main

For your Artist Asks, I have a bunch!!!!!!! 😁

If you're comfortable: 5, 8, 11, 23, 25

Mwah x3

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Aaaah this is so kind of you!!!

5. Anything I haven't drawn yet but want to:

I once sat by the train station and a little spider climbed down my glasses which inspired me to draw Peter Parker by the subway with a spider on his glasses, with either a straight up spiderweb or the cracks in his glasses looking like a web!! I might get to it one day.

8. What I like most about my own work:

Most likely the tragic feeling in some of them! I am a sucker for baroque paintings and love to incorporate the tragedy along with lighting and composition in general into my own works!

11. My favourite comment I have ever gotten: I don't have a specific one in mind but I do recall people telling me they set my art to be their phone lock screens and that always makes me giddy.

23. Do I listen to music or watch movies whilst I draw?

Big yes to both. I usually watch movies but for specific characters I even created playlists to listen to :)

25. Based on my recent reference searches, what would the FBI think of me?

Probably that I have a very very weird fetish regarding liquids because I kept looking up photography with liquids, goo, slime, you name it for a drawing and I kept adding more searches with different synonyms. And now that's all there HAHAHA

Thank you for this question 💞💞💞

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solitaireinfoacc · 4 months

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☆.. ﾉ movies

☆.. ﾉ addams family

★ pugsley addams

☆.. ﾉ alexander and the terrible no-good horrible very bad day

★ emily cooper

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asoeiki · 4 months

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Reading fanfics of Loki and Peter Parker being friends is just too cute x3

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webheadedhero · 1 year

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@mademarveling made my spider-sense tingle: Peter Benjamin Parker! // From Carol ofc x3

Call my muse by their full name, see how they respond.

" what!" tensing his shoulders for a brief second at his name being said like that. falshing her a sheepish smile before he put his hands up in an innocent gesture, " listen...it's been a while since I've seen, star trek...I'm sorry. there's been a fair bit of binge watching since then. my memory is rusty. that and...I wasn't very caught up on the next generation."

#mademarveling #v; the road so far

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memoriesoftanalorr · 1 year

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Hey I wanna some fluff / angst roleplay with Morgan Stark and Peter Parker and send me a message or let me know if you're post a starter who's going to rp for Morgan and who's Peter, and plz when you're don't reply if you're busy let me know cause I would be upset without knowing what is going on, okay?

Wish you a good weekend 💕

#mcu rp #roleplay #morgan stark #peter parker #tom holland

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the-invisible-queer · 2 years

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I've been working on a Marvel college AU

I'm talking MCU and X-Men

My only issue is wanting to include Peter Parker x3

But how do I explain that without being all "MULTIVERSE BULLSHIT" because I don't want all that but I do want at the very least Tobey and Andrew's Peters. Maybe I'll just stick to Andrew's Peter.

Also still working out whether I want Steve and Peggy to be students or staff since Howard is a professor and Tony is a student

I am including both Pietro and Peter because that ones a bit easier to explain a la Erik is a whore 💁‍♂️

There is so much plotting going into this and who knows if I ever actually get around to writing it

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swtki · 2 years

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Bug Boy - P.P ³

Pairing: All 3 generations of Peter Parker x Fem! Reader

Summary: Two older versions of your boyfriend, hot.

Warnings: Smut, NSFW, sex with two other versions of himself, Bi! Peter Parker(s), All characters are 18+, we’re gonna pretend that NWH just involved the multiverse, 38 year old! Peter x 26 year old! Peter x 18 year old! Peter x 18 year old! Reader, spitroasting, oral sex (m+f), double penetration (anal + vaginal), praise kink (f), pet names (Angel, baby, sweetheart), established relationship with MCU! Peter, swearing obv, creampie (anal + vaginal), porn without a plot, if I’ve missed any let me know!

A/N: Horny mode activated

Ever since the multiverse got fucked up, I’ve had this really, really weird fantasy. A sexual fantasy to be exact. Involving my boyfriend, and two of him from other universes. I thought he’d be weirded out, he never really liked the idea of sharing me with anyone. Our sex was always very vanilla, and I liked that.

“Something’s on your mind, tell me so I can help.” He rolled over to face me on our shared bed. I held my breath, swallowing my pride in the process.

“I’ve just,” I rolled over so I could be face to face with him, “I’ve been having these fantasies.” He cocked an eyebrow. I felt my face heat up and I couldn’t look him in the eye. “Ever since the other two came to our universe…I don’t know you’re probably gonna think I’m gross.”

“You want to be gangbanged by the three Peter Parkers?” He knew me too well. A smirk formed across his lips, I couldn’t tell if he was making fun of me or if he liked the idea. “I never took you for that kind of kinky.”

“I knew I shouldn’t have told you! Now I’m gonna be teased about this until the day I die-“

“I like it.” His response shocked me, “Instead of wanting to get fucked by another guy you wanna get fucked by another me.”

My cheeks were on fire and I couldn’t make eye contact with him. I wasn’t expecting what happened next.

A knock on the window and one on the fire escape shook me out of my head. Two separate people. “They’re here.” Peter said, using his web shooter to open up both glass frames.

“Peter, how did you-?”

“Spidey-sense.” The older one said, climbing in. I sat up on the bed and pulled my knees to my chest. All I had on was a pair of shorts and Peter - my Peter’s - ‘I survived my trip to New York’ shirt. The middle Peter crept in a few moments later.

“Spidey-sense? Oh my god that’s literally so much better than the tingle or whatever the hell the kid calls it!” My Peter shook his head, annoyed by himself.

“Okay listen the Peter Tingle-“ I dug my elbow into his side. “Anyways, I don’t know about your universes, but in mine the idea of having sex with clones is a pretty common fantasy.” Usually he would have never been this forward, but these guys were just him, but older. The three gave each other glances, saying everything but nothing at all. “Okay Peter 1,” He pointed to himself, “Peter 2,” He pointed to the eldest, “Peter 3,” he pointed to the tallest.

“I’m taking her cunt.” Peter 1 said, pulling my hip so he could be attached to me.

“What? C’mon let the lady decide!” Peter 3 gestured to me.

“Peter 1 gets to use my cunt, Peter 2 and Peter 3 you can rotate between either my ass or my mouth.” The two men looked at each other and shrugged, saying ‘thats fair’.

With a quiet ‘pew’ my shirt had been tugged off my body. “Now, now fella’s, I wanna take my time. Everyone take their shooters off.” Peter 2 finally spoke up. The two younger Peter’s groan and place the wristbands on the kitchen table. Peter 2 brushed a few strands of hair out of my face, he was almost inspecting me, but mostly it was admiration.

“C’mere, baby , show these guys how good you are at taking cock down your throat.” Peter 1 walked over to the bed, where I was still sitting. He leaned down to kiss me, and I skillfully undid his jeans, he kicked them off once he could. I didn’t need to be told what to do, I rubbed him through his boxers. He shuddered a bit, “Don’t tease. You know I hate when you do that.” I smirked.

My fingers pushed the fabric down, revealing Peter’s olive skin, which I promptly left marks on. I felt a pair of hands grasp firmly on my hips, which had gone into the air as I leaned my head off of the edge. I looked back and realized it was Peter 3, tracing the edges of my body. He lightly groped my ass, enjoying how I allowed him to touch me. “Dude.” He muttered.

“I know, right?” Peter 1 said. He pushed the hair out of my face and made a ponytail with his hands. His cock was standing almost upright, it looked painful. I spat on the tip and spread it with a few pumps. I suckled on his pink tip while my hands did the up and down strokes he loved so much. “God, so fucking good for me.” I took him to the back of my throat, gagging noises filling the room.

“‘S it okay if I take of your bottoms, Angel?” I hummed in response, allowing the tallest of the three to pull down my shorts. I could sense that Peter 2 had joined him behind me.

“She’s soaking, haven’t even really touched her yet.” He said.

“Don’t need to, her body’s ready for us.” I groaned at Peter 3’s teasing words, “We will angel, just teasing.” I felt four hands dance across my skin, goosebumps forming in response. Peter 3 rubbed his fingers against my clit, nearly causing me to stop breathing.

Peter 1 removed his cock from my mouth, leaving me panting. “On your back for us, baby.” He said, gesturing to the headboard. I did as he said, spreading my legs for the three men to see me in all of my nude glory.

Peter two walked over to me while Peter 3 took off his suit, leaving him in his boxers. He climbed on the bed, layed on his stomach, and hooked his arms around my thighs. The eldest one removed his suit, he was in his underwear too. “Wanna suck me off too, sweetheart?” I smiled and wasted no time to push the garment off of him, revealing a cock that was similar length to Peter 1, but thicker and more pale. As I wrapped my lips around him, I felt Peter 3 start to rub my clit with his thumb. I felt another weight sink onto the mattress, my Peter was completely nude next to the third one.

“Lemme hold that for ya’” He said, grabbing my right leg out from Peter 3s grasp, he started leaving light kisses on the bottom of my thigh. I felt a hot and wet tongue run up my slit, the cold air was harsh against me when he pulled away. Sure enough, he came back, lapping and sucking on me just as I was doing to Peter 2 on the opposite end of the bed. His hand caressed my face, as if he didn’t have his cock stuffed there too.

The pleasure overwhelmed me, and a groan escaped, causing Peter 2 to curse and pull out. “Don’t wanna cum just yet, baby.” he said. The three men gave each other glances and before I knew it I was chest to chest with Peter one, his cock just barely inside me.

“I’ll take her mouth, since I’m the only one who hasn’t felt it.” The tallest one stood in front of me, and I felt Peter 2 behind me. With a sharp pain and a cry from my throat, all three were inside of me. My body felt hot, my lungs burned from the way I couldn’t catch my breath. They didn’t wait for me to adjust, instead the two men beneath me thrusted at their own pace, the pain quickly fading. Peter 3 fucked my face gently, shuddering when moans escaped my throat. My tongue swirled his tip and my throat was now hurting from how often I gagged.

“You like this, Sweetheart?” The eldest said, spreading my ass cheeks so he could watch as my hole squeezed him, the pride he felt from knowing that he would probably be the only man to be inside of me like this egged him on even further. “Taking our cocks so well.” He reached over to my clit, which was sandwiched between Peter 1.

“Please, feel so full. I wanna cum so bad.” I cried, Peter 3’s cock immediately going back into my mouth as soon as I had said it.

“I wanna see you cum on us, she’s so pretty when she cums.” Peter 1 kept nearly hitting my cervix, which was overwhelming when mixed with the other feelings.

Peter 2 rubbed the sensitive bud, his movements switching between circles and swipes. I gripped tightly onto his forearm and tried to not clamp my jaw down on Peter 3. My orgasm was like a fourth of july festival, fireworks everywhere and it all felt like a dream. My brain went numb, my hearing was replaced with a ring and all I could make out was that they were about to finish. Moments later I was there on the bed, cum dripping out of my pussy and asshole, and my cheeks having received a load as well. I’m sure they left at somepoint not too long after, but I couldn’t say when. My head was spinning and all I could focus on was the duvet on our bed, how I was ruining the duvet with the cum dripping out. I couldn’t get up though, even if I wanted to do something about it.

Maybe the universe splitting had its silver lining.

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aesthetic-solar-space · 2 years

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Spider-man No Ways Home (mini spoiler)

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waywardsummoner46 · 2 years

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A Tale of Four Spiders and Corruption

Pairing: Dark!Spiderman x3 x reader

Summary: Your universe’s Peter had screwed up big time. There was no escaping the consequences… especially when those consequences seemed to be obsessed with you.

Word Count: 3730

Warnings: Swearing, manipulation, hypnosis, aphrodisiacs, yandere/obsessive themes, corruption, non-consensual touching. If there are anymore, please let me know.

Author’s note: First and foremost, I am so, so sorry about practically disappearing for nearly two weeks. I have had barely any motivation to do anything and am only just feeling like my normal self again. I honestly don’t know if you enjoy this but I hope you do. I had a solid idea at the beginning but got completely carried away. I’m tagging everyone who liked the post I did earlier so if you don’t want to be on there please say so and I’ll remove you or I can add you if you’re interested. This is by far the darkest thing I’ve written and I’m feeling kinda ew about it. As always though, I hope you’re okay and let me know what you think!

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Where were you?

Blinking rapidly, you squinted in the darkness surrounding you. You tried to move your head but found that it was too heavy and was slumped against something hard yet soft.

Panicking slightly, you tried to move your limbs but no movement happened. They were bound so tight that you had no leverage at all.

Taking a deep breath, you focused on what you could feel before having a full blown panic attack. Whatever was underneath you was quite soft yet firm; probably a mattress then. Next, you tried to get a feel of what bound each of your limbs and felt something sticky but also quite… webby?

That didn’t make sense. Your web shooters A) shouldn’t disfunction and B) aren’t capable of restraining you as tightly as this.

Taking a deep breath to call yourself, you extended your fingers and wrapped them around the webbing encased your wrists and attempted to tear them off.

The position was awkward and immediately started making your arms hurt but you didn’t give up. When you finally managed to grip the webbing tight enough, you started to pull with all your might but was stopped by a voice shattering the silence.

“I don’t think you want to do that,” the masculine voice said. You gulped and searched your mind as to why that voice sounded familiar.

“You know, I really think I do. Especially since now I know that this is a kidnapping and you’re the one responsible, I’d say I really want to.” You increased the strength of your pull in pure spite of his words.

A hand grabbed you this time. Scratch that. Two hands grabbed each of your own and pried them delicately away from the webbing. You scoffed. “Oh how mature, three on one? Hardly fair.”

“It wouldn’t be fair if we were attacking you. It is fair though if we were doing this for your own good,” a bit younger than the other.

You heaved a frustrated laugh. “For my what? My own good? I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself thank you very much. Now get your scrawny hands off of me! I don’t even know what you look like!”

As if by magic, the lights turned on. Blinking furiously, you tried to adjust to abrupt change of light and when you did a sound of pure horror ran through you.

“No. No no no no. You’re dead. You’re all dead. I killed you! How is this possible?”

All three Peter Parkers stood around you. The oldest opposite you, the tallest to your right and the youngest to your left. Consequently, all three Spider-Mans stood around you.

If it were anyone else in this situation, they would be overjoyed with having Spider-man in the same room as them, not to mention three. But your past with them is anything but joy and relief. No, it’s full with fear, horror and death.

Fear being the paralysing emotion you were constantly consumed by as each of them hunted you down across the multiverse.

Horror being the suffocating realisation that they’d never stop unless you submitted.

And death being their own, you’d killed them all. Each one slowly and painfully with every ounce of hatred and revulsion you could muster until only their mutilated corpses stared up into the stars.

Something had gone horribly wrong after the youngest Peter’s identity was revealed. He went to Doctor Strange, a good friend of yours, and pleaded with him to make everyone forget he was Spiderman. That was his first mistake.

It went okay for awhile but Peter insisted that some people remember who he was so Strange ended up changing the spell five times. Five times too many it seems as visitors started creeping up from other universes and into your own. None of them were friendly (maybe Otto but only after Peter had cured him).

After capturing them all, Peter went about trying to cure them. As always that didn’t go according to plan and they instead continued with their villainous intentions and murdered a bunch of people before trying to murder Peter himself.

Now, these villains were only here because they knew Peter’s identity in their own universes.

Matt Murdock, another good friend of yours and an excellent combatant, consistently informed you of what was going on and when he caught wind that another two Spider-Mans were in town? You knew you had to make yourself known.

You pretty much had the same abilities as Spider-Man except you hardly used them. Partially because you didn’t want the attention that would inevitably be on you and partially because Peter was doing a great job on his own.

But considering the power and the threat he faced now? You knew that something had to change, even with another two helping him, they were no match for a lizard, sparks boy, a living beach and a green elf. Doesn’t sound very threatening does it?

When you’d made your appearance, they’d all looked at each other as though expecting one to say “yeah, she’s with me.” But none of them did. So you became a mystery to them and soon an obsession.

The multiverse situation had escalated dramatically. The plan was to draw all of the otherworldly villains to the Statue of Liberty and cure them with a formula suited uniquely for each one.

After this universes Peter had contacted the Bugle, you’d all conversed as you waited. They started talking about what villains they’d defeated, where their webs come from (don’t ask) and last but not least: who the hell were you?

They never got an answer to that question until after the battle. After everything went catastrophically wrong. Doctor Strange turned up and tried to return everyone to their designated universes and whilst it was working, the Peters had another plan. They didn’t want to leave you, their latest obsession, all alone. So they bound Strange after knocking him out and imprisoned him deep underground.

They closed and returned everyone to their own universe apart from themselves as they had other plans for you. What they were you didn’t know, still didn’t and still don’t.

With Strange out of the way, they were free to do as they wished when they wished.

Before they could capture you, you fled the scene and got as far away from them as you could. First staying with Matt, then with his friend Jessica but you never felt safe. Searching for Stephen was also on the forefront of your mind but priority number one was staying away from the esteemed friendly neighbourhood Spidermen.

And it worked. Until it didn’t…

One day, you were walking down an alleyway just trying to get home when you heard three simultaneous thumps from behind you. Tensing up, you grasped the dagger concealed in your belt (you had no web fluid left) and turned slowly.

Each one of them had a wide smirk on their faces. Their entire posture screamed confidence and smugness but their eyes. Their eyes shook you to your core.

The pupils had disappeared and the whites the only thing present.

Staggering backwards in surprise you stuttered, “W-What the hell happened to you guys?”

They chuckled in return. An evil, malicious chuckle that shook terrified you down to your very core.

The tallest Peter responded. “We had a few adjustments. You know what it’s like jumping from universe to universe right, (Y/N)? Sometimes, mistakes just happen.” They all took a step forward and you took three steps backwards.

You gulped. “Okay, maybe I have jumped to a few universes from time to time but that still doesn’t explain what the fuck happened to you. Why are your eyes white?”

The oldest Peter said, ”I don’t know what you mean.” You were to call out on his sarcasm but when you blinked their eyes were back to normal.

You closed your eyes and raised your eyebrows, silently collecting your thoughts. “Okay, right. Yeah, no. Normal eyes,” you took a breath. “On that note, I’m gonna-ah!” You screamed and jumped away from the three people who were less than a metre away from you. “I’m going.”

The Peter who hadn’t spoken finally piped up. “Don’t think that’s a good idea. Do you honestly think we’ll let you go now?”

You pretended to ponder for awhile. “Mmmmmm, no. Which is exactly why I have friends who’ll help me with a wave of my hand.” As you said, a wave of a hand was all it took for portal to open up behind you (the sling ring that caused it was used by Jessica). “It’s been nice guys, really. But I gotta scram, toodlepip.”

Situations similar to this happened many, many times before you finally got your hand on a lab that hadn’t been blown up. Oh yeah, nearly every lab in your universe had been blown up as a result of Peter, Peter and Peter not wanting to give you the opportunity to make more web fluid. Well ha, jokes on them, you always found a way.

You made as much as you could and stuffed all of the canisters into the backpack you carried whilst placing one at each wrist.

Staring at it for awhile, you thought back over how you got into this situation. If only you hadn’t come out of hiding.

Snapping yourself out of it, you put on the hoodie you took off earlier abs exited the building dead set on killing them once and for all.

When you found them, you showed them no mercy. You surprised them and webbed their hands and feet to the roof of the building they were on. They looked at you in surprise and in shock.

No words escaped their lips before a dagger was thrust through each of their chests and blood spewed from their mouths. A slow death is what they deserved, yet it couldn’t be granted lest they overpowered you.

Chest heaving, you stood above their bodies and mourned the loss of heroes but most of all you relished in the peaceful and free feeling that overwhelmed you. Their eyes stated lifelessly ahead of them and you sobbed once more realising you’d just murdered them.

Matt found you up there four hours later, sitting on the edge of the building and crying your heart out. He sat by your side silently and hugged you tightly.

It took you awhile to move on from the all consuming grief but when you did, the world brightened up and everyone began to recover from the mayhem the unnaturally powerful Spidermen had caused.

The freedom that you’d felt had vanished once you realised the predicament you were in.

Tears rimmed your eyes and eventually started to spill. Your lips quivered abs your chest was slightly erratic. “Please leave me alone. Let me go, please.” Instantly, they all rushed closer to you ok the mattress and began coddling you.

“Hey, hey, hey. Shhhh. Calm down, it’s okay,” one of them said.

“Take a deep breath. In and out, sweet,” another said.

The last one remained silent but reached for a glass of water and held it to your lips. Confused, you graciously took a couple of big gulps before bringing your head back.

“Pete-“

“Yeah?” Was heard three times.

“Guys what is going on?”

They seemed to have a silent conversation with each other before Peter one explained. “Basically we woke up to find daggers poking through our chests and, already knowing who did it, decided we needed to take responsibility and correct their behaviour.”

“Permanently,” they all concluded.

Their entire aura screamed threat and your spider senses - albeit not as powerful a theirs - were going haywire. Their faces showed no expressions yet it was clear they were talking about you. Oh god, they knew it was you. What we’re they going to do now? Licking your lips you asked, “And how would you do that?”

Peter three gleefully provided you sole insight. “Well, you remember we mentioned those adjustments? Turns out they included the ability to release mind altering pheromones.” You stared up at him in horror and began thrashing once more.

Peter two added, “Not different from how a male spider attracts a female spider for breeding season. Except there are two ways they do that, one is two release enticing pheromones and the other-“

“By making patterns with their webs or on the females body,” Peter one finished. They all seemed amused by your thrashing and gazed down at you adoringly. “There’s no point in struggling, beautiful.”

Spitting at his face you hissed, “There’s definitely a point, Peter. I’m not becoming some submissive or placid o-o-or obedient little bitch for you all. It just isn’t happening so get the fuck away from me and please go back to hell where you so clearly came from.”

A condescending smile spread across their faces. Then the lights went off after the unmistakable sound of a web shooter being used echoed throughout the massive room you were in.

Then the hands came and the tiny pinpricks of their fingers as they caressed up and down your bare legs and over your stomach.

Stroking you, tapping you and tracing your features with their careful hands only made you more anxious as you waited for a change. When none came you hesitantly spoke again. “Not to ruin the mood or anything but I don’t think it’s working.”

A whisper in your ear made you jump. “Oh it’s working, sweetheart. Your pupils are dilated and your heart rate is speeding up.”

Truth be told, what he said was the truth. They must’ve put their suits back on to be able to see in the dark like that or it’s another “adjustment”.

Your heart was pumping quite rapidly come to think about it but that was obviously just because of your anxiety. And you doubted that your pupils were dilated as there was nothing for you to see nor were you aroused whatsoever.

(The heat in your core you chose to ignore.)

“You’re lying.”

“Tut, tut, tut. I thought you were smarter than this,” Peter two said from to the side of you. Great, they’d changed places. Not disorientating at all.

The hands on your legs started creeping upwards and you thrashed around to deter their clear objective. The fingers on your stomach however, slipped underneath your shirt and cupped your breast, squeezing and kneading it until a quiet moan left your lips to which you immediately bit your lip to hold back anymore traitorous noises.

A finger pried your teeth away from your lips and then brushed some stray hairs behind your ears. “No don’t do that. Let us hear those pretty sounds.” Opting to disobey, you clamped down hard on your bottom lip until blood began to form and even then you didn’t relent.

A sigh was heard.

“Guys maybe we should go for plan B.”

“I think you’re right. If only to speed the process along.”

“Alright, who’s going first?”

You phased the conversation out briefly in exchange for quickly formulating a plan. If you could somehow convince them to release you from the webs then maybe you could attack when they least expect it…

Your eyes darted left to right whilst you though but stopped when a heavenly scent filled the air.

It invaded the air around you and attacked your senses, making your eyelids flutter and your teeth to let go of your lip. It was choking you. Consuming you entirely.

The scent was so strong that you were genuinely confused as to whether or not to head towards the source or as far away from it as possible. It was made for you as the webs were unwound from your limbs and you were manoeuvred into the lap of one Peter Parker - that was actually Peter three.

You began twisting and turning but refused to admit that your movements were already frighteningly sluggish and they had all of the advantage here.

He shushed you as though you were a delicate child. Gripping the back of your neck with his hand, he pressed your face into his neck where you realised the scent was strongest. Subconsciously, you were still struggling yet even you knew it was futile.

The scent was definitely strongest here and it brought tears to your eyes. Eyes that were slowly but surely glazing over.

“Please stop. You don’t want this and you don’t want me, no one ever does,” you whispered helplessly. An animalistic sound tore through each of their chests that made you tense up in the spot. They definitely weren’t able to do that before; what exactly had happened to them?

Peter’s fingers threaded through your hair and pushed your head even further into his neck. He tilted his head so that he was speaking into your hair. “We will always want you. Always. Don’t ever say that about yourself again, do you hear me?” You nodded dazedly. “Good. This’ll make the process even easier.”

Then the pinpricks in his fingertips were inserted into your head and caused your eyes to roll up into their sockets.

You began spasming in his arms. Another two fingers were placed at your temples then they too were inserted into your head. An image was playing inside of your mind. One that brought with it an overwhelming urge to obey and submit to the dominant males that were around you. It choked you and a scream tore itself from your throat.

Then it began changing and rerouting your brain functions. It began altering your body and its system. The urge to submit was fully engrained into your mind, at the forefront of everything. The urge to listen and to please your mates with all your might.

The urge to feed from them and the urge to mate with them consumed you.

Your eyesight was increased and along with it your hearing. A scent gland developed on either side of your neck and your body was now able to concoct webs at will.

Your body slowed to a stop and the hands were slowly released. You blinked blearily as you were lowered back down onto the bed, completely exhausted.

The lights were turned back on and you raised a hand up to cover your eyes. “You alright, sweet thing?” Your oldest mate asked. Removing your hand, you went to answer but choked on your words as the last bit of freewill you had was pushed forward when you realised the extent of the problem you were in.

Each of their suits were black. Covered in pure ebony black. The amazing colours of justice had been corrupted by a force that should’ve died long ago.

“No,” you whispered.

Their eyes went white and their suits spread over their hands. All of them rose from the bed and welcomed the otherworldly power that was bound deep within them. Gazing up at the ceiling, they clicked their necks before turning to you in unison.

“Yeah.”

“Venom? How is this possible?” You whimpered.

“This isn’t venom, babe. This is the new and improved versions of Spiderman all for you. See when our universes collided, there was another itty-bitty but if information that Strange forgot to mention.

“When alternate versions of the same being come into contact with one another, it causes an imbalance regarding literally everything.”

Peter two chimed in. “As a result, an extremely powerful being was alerted of this change and decided that something had to be done about it. To keep us under control per say.

“She said that we’d undergo some changes to enhance what we already were. We were powerful, strong and brave. But lonely most of all.”

Peter one. “She made us realise that we don’t have to be. All of our loved ones either left or got killed so she made one that couldn’t be. That was made for us, to love us and to stay with us forever. And in return, we’d love and stay with them forever too.

“We were unwilling at first - for some reason - but after she made us realise what exactly we could be and what we could make? We couldn’t refuse!”

They started caging you again and you began hyperventilating.

“You were the one she created because she was you!”

Then you passed out and welcomed the void of darkness as though it were an old friend.

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The three Spidermen gazed adoringly down at their new mate. Knowing soon how compliant she’d be they couldn’t resist the urge shiver that spread down their spines.

Deciding they’d had enough of the old warehouse they’d found, they took turns to swing her back to their nest. It was a huge spiderweb in the middle of nowhere yet they’d kept a shack to the side of it with a bed as she goes through the transition.

They settled her down and curled up beside her.

Things began crawling under her skin. Little lumps moving around just beneath the surface, begging to come out. Black veins spread all over her body and if open, her eyes would’ve been pitch black.

She was Zinzerena in another life. Goddess of spiders. The storied her last self had fed the three were lies for the most part. She needed them to commence the transition so that the celestial conscience could overtake the mortal one.

Her primary goal was to find a suitable mate and what glee she’d felt when realising there were three perfectly good ones right here, ripe for the picking.

Still buried deep within the girl’s mind, she struggled to push out three tendrils from the girls chest but when she did she offered one to each boy. The tendrils secreted a black liquid that would continue to change their bodies, similar to what was happening to the girl now and what had happened to them before hand.

They gazed hungrily at the tendrils and gratefully accepted when it was pushed into the backs of their necks, feeling the brief taste in the back of their tongues.

Their eyelids fluttered when an ancient voice echoed in their minds. “Yes, my precious. Soon I’ll have you all for myself and nothing can come between us. Rest well as come morning, the transition will take a painful turn and you’ll need to aid her in whatever way you can. Now sleep, my darling spiders.”

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Different Avengers picking Peter up from college

Tony would pull up in a big sleek BMW, with AC/DC playing full blast in the background. Being the over dramatic bitch he is, he would slowly roll down the blacked out window to reveal him with his trademark sunglasses, bobbing his head slowly to the beat of the music.

Peter would be stood there, beetroot red at his dads attitude. Its not like he really minds, it's just that everyone's staying at him, well, mostly at his dad but there's a few people staring at him as well. Tony reaches for the diall to turn the music down before turning his head to look at his son again. He pulls his sunglasses down a bit and gives a nod with his head as he says,

"What you waiting on Underoos, we've got a company to run."

Peter scampers into the car and once his seat belt is buckled, Tony's revving the engine and speeding out of the carpark. The students are left to just stare at where THE Tony Stark had just been

Natasha would pull up on the far side of the carpark in her BMW X3, she's always there 20 minutes before the bell rings. Nat would definetly have some grunge song playing and she gets a few funny looks for it but no on says anything. It's Black Widow, you don't want to get on her bad side. She says it's because she likes to be early but in reality she's just surveying the area for any danger that could come to Peter.

She honks her horn when she sees Peter, no one really notices because of all the commotion going on already but his spider senses pick it up and he dashes for her car.

Flash once tried to tease him after college but when THE black widow showed up behind him with a hand on his shoulder he regretted it.

One of Peters favourite people to pick him up is his pops. Steve has an old Bently from the 40s that Tony fixed up for him years ago. It's quite discreet but still not like your usual car. Steve sits quietly in the pick up bay with some soft song plays from the upgraded radio in the car. He's usually drawing or doing a crossword while waiting for Peter, he's very unproblematic in that sense.

When he spots Peter he'll simply put down his notepad or whatever he's been doing down and make his way to where he's standing. Peter will get in the car and that would be that. No loud music, no in your face car. Very discreet.

Steve would take them out of dinner after as well

They told Thor to pick him up once

He came to the school, literally picked him up and carried him back to the compound

He was never asked to that again

Clint, Sam and Scott are also asked to pick him up one day. Long story short, they were also asked to never do it again

They sat outside the school 30 minutes before the bell, in tge sun roof of a bright pink sparkly limo with either kids bob or heavy rap blasting from two huge speakers. Both were dressed in their respecting hawiaan shirts and had those pineapple and heart glasses on. When Peter walked out of tge college, his own hawiaan shirt and pair of sunglasses was thrown at him which he begrudgingly put on after being told he wouldn't be allowed in the car otherwise.

They unsurprisingly ended up in the news the next day, headlines being:

'AVENGERS PICK UP EMBARRASSED YOUNG STARK FROM SCHOOL'

'ARE WE TRUSTING OUR LIVES IN KIDS?'

'STARK-ROGERS UNCLES SCHOOL PICK UP'

'COLOMBIA DAY DESTROYED OR MADE BETTER WITH RAVIOUS BABY ADULTS'

Dr Strange was straight to the point. Although he got his times mixed up.

Peter was sitting in the middle of double astro physics when an orange portal started to appear behind his chair. Next thing he knows his stuff levitate back into his backpack, Mr Harrington is shouting at him and a hands pulling him backwards.

Yelena, Wanda, Loki and Shuri weren't asked to pick him up. Tony tried to avoid that at all costs but one day he's been in his lab for 24+ hours and is sleep deprived to the point that when the princess bursts in and says its her turn to pick up Peter, he simply nods his head. The door slams shut before he realises his mistake.

Peter walks out of the school expecting to have to hide from embarrassment again because Tony is sat there waiting for him, but instead us shocked at the sight before him. There in a white jeep sit a majority of the mischief bunch, all rocking their matching sunglasses and caps.

Peter hurries over at a very un-parker way but he dosent care. Hes going on an adventure!

And an adventure he goes on. First they hit every takeaway in the vicinity, then find a trampoline park which also has laser tag, afterwards go spend Tony's black card in TH and such before making their way home woth their tails between they're legs.

The more mature adults are sat in the living room with a mixture of worry, anger and relief when the elevator slides open to reveal the guilty 5

Peters all time favourite person to pick him up though is Bucky.

Bucky pulls up in a motorbike right as Peter leaves the doors and revs his engine a bit just to make sure he knows he's there. An excessive amount of PDA is shared between the two before Peters hopping on to the back of the bike and Buckys speeding away. A spare helmet and Bucky jacket are always sat there waiting for Peter as well.

They ride round the city for a while, sharing sweet moments between them

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