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wdwmarveldisney · 2 years

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Let Me Overthink This

tasm!peter parker x ghost spider!reader

Summary: The Peter in front of you wasn't your Peter except he was. Everything was the same, his hair, the way he held himself, the cute confused look as his brows knitted together and nose scrunched and yet he wasn't the same because he didn't know you.

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A/N: Okay I wrote this like the day No Way Home came out which is when I saw it and it’s taken me this long to finish and proofread. I also don’t trust my proofreading. Also I don’t think it’s overly accurate to the actual script, so about that.

GIFs aren’t mine

This is Maliq Johnson, who I imagine as Miles. And here is the ghost spider suit for those who don’t know.

Stumbling as you landed, a quick glance to behind you made you relax when you saw Miles catching himself as he fell. Dusting off your suit, you noticed the people passing at the end of the alley and quickly put your mask on and hood up. Turning to Miles you saw him put his mask on and brush off his shoulders. "Do you know what just happened?" He shrugged, looking up and down the alley before heading to the busy street with you slowly in tow. Miles glimpse over his shoulder and you could tell he was trying to give you his best 'it'll be okay' smile you'd seen frankly too much of the past few weeks. As you neared where the younger boy had stopped, you heard his faint, "Woah," and jogged the last few steps to stand by him. He pointed to the large building at the end of the street you'd never seen before in your life, a company's name that didn't exist almost glittering in the sunlight. Sharing a masked look, you let out a breathless laugh, "Multiverse. Peter was right. God, I hate that,"

"The amount of arguments you had over it, not surprised," you shoved Miles slightly before you both stiffened and looked down the darkness of the alley to see a glowing circle opening up to a some dining room where a couple teens Miles' age stood. You tilted your head to meet Miles' eyes and gave a shrug with a cheeky grin that you knew he could make out by the shake of his head. You quickly shot a web up and swung to the circle before dropping and walking in with an awkward wave to the five people in the room, Miles mimicking your actions. One of the people was a man in clothing that was definitely meant for lounging or a quick run to the store, then the two teens who looked exhausted and shocked, the old woman who looked annoyed if anything and... and your heart just stopped. Because he couldn't be here because he died three weeks ago and the universe must be playing a sick trick on you and actually, yeah you may throw up but also you can't breath.

Suddenly feeling suffocated, you ripped your mask off making your hood fall back and displaying your tears to the others in the room but you didn't care because he was standing there in front of you. "Peter?" Your voice, despite your best efforts, broke and shook and you shuffled on your feet as Miles shoved past you to hug him. You felt the knot in your heart tighten when he seemed confused and patted Miles' back like a total stranger had run up and- oh. You took those few steps forward and pulled Miles back, hoping the boy understood. The Peter in front of you wasn't your Peter except he was. Everything was the same, his hair, the way he held himself, the cute confused look as his brows knitted together and nose scrunched and yet he wasn't the same because he didn't know you. He didn't get that cocky smile when you seemed worried about him or comment on how his suit was so much better and you didn't watch his face fall when the tears began to build. "Sorry," slipped past your lips as he brushed it off and Miles took his mask off, looking around the room confused, eyes avoiding Peter. Instead he looked to the teen with the gold ring on his finger and a shocked expression, "Multiverse, right? We just jumped between the two different earths, yeah?"

A slow nod from the boy made Miles grin to you and you mirrored his expression as you two high-fived. "So cool," was muttered by Miles and it was followed by a small and quiet murmur of, "Hell yeah," from you. The girl picked up a piece of bread and raised it to aim at you and your hands flew up since you were trying to calm her down. "You're not Peter," she raised her eyebrows like it was a question and she was expecting a perfectly reasonable answer. Without really missing a beat, your head tilted and the sarcastic comment slipped past your lips, "Excellent deductions there Sherlock. Wanna put the bread down so we can talk like two normal people?"

"Yeah, I don't know if you know but bread really is our biggest weakness. I mean it just drains all our powers-"

"Miles," you scolded and Miles pouted and glared, arms crossing as he held eye contact with you, "So you can make sarcastic comments but I can't?" You patted his shoulder with a shrug, smile fighting its way to your lips. The boy was rolling his eyes before the words could even roll off your tongue, "Mine are actually funny," You tried your best to hold back laughter as Miles was muttering to himself something like 'every time' and 'no they're not' with a slight glare. Your attention was brought back to the situation at hand by bread hitting your side and the shout from behind you, "Hey!" Both spinning to face the girl, the bread was still raised and she seemed to be trying to be intimidating, "Who are you?" Quickly checking with Miles, all he did was shrug and then take those few steps forward to reach them, hand out to shake, "Miles Morales. Most people know me as Spiderman though," before you could introduce yourself, there seemed to be a wave of confusion that washed over the room.

"I thought that you said it was only people who knew Peter Parker is Spiderman who travelled over?" The oldest guy spoke and you quickly stepped in, warm smile on your face as you waved your hands around as you spoke, "Yeah, he is, well, was. Miles is like Spiderman 2.0," everyone picked up on the 'was' and Miles flinched slightly making you send him a quick sorry look that he returned an it's okay look back. "Who are you again?" That voice ripped your heart in two, the question smashing the pieces into thousands more. You spun to face Peter, trying to keep your face and voice clear of any emotions. Keyword: trying. "Y/N L/N, Ghost Spider,"

"What do you mean was?" You faced the boy, a pained and grief stricken look casting over your features. Miles turned to face away from everyone, sniffling slightly as he ran his hand through his hair. Taking a cautious step forward, like stepping into the spotlight, you looked to the floor, eyes fixed on how you fiddled with your mask, "He, um, we were- Peter died," you felt the atmosphere shift as your eyes flickered over to Peter who stared back with an almost unreadable expression though understanding seemed to be there.

After somehow managing to get back into the mess at hands, you found out the other guy was also another Peter Parker and the two teens, Ned and MJ, were looking for their Peter Parker. Ned's Lola had gone to bed by the time everyone actually tried to think about where Peter could be. They brought up the different places they go to clear their heads. Miles head fell to its side, lips pouted as he thought, "I guess I go to Trinity Church the most but sometimes I go with you," when he pointed back to where you had perched yourself on a set of drawers all you did was nod and at the curious looks, you elaborated, "Warehouse at the docks, nice view," you double tapped the wood beneath you as a look of realisation washed over MJ's face.

Soon, you were all atop Midtown school as the two teens went ahead to talk to Peter. You saw him crying over the death of his aunt, heart clenching. You were still at that stage, though it was well hidden. The death was still fresh and subconsciously, your eyes flickered over to not your Peter again. When the young Peter stepped forward, ready to protect his friends, you four swung down and you pulled your mask off, keeping your hood up this time. Miles stood close to you and after seeing you do it, pulled off his mask too.

"I'm so sorry about Aunt May," the oldest Peter spoke first and you looked down, mind wondering as you thought of the Aunt May you knew. The Aunt May you'd been staying with the past three weeks, the Aunt May who held you close every time you cried and who you'd done the same for, the Aunt May who'd lost everyone. "I'm sorry, too. I have some sort of idea of what you're go-" your Peter speaks up and your attention immediately goes to him. What does that mean? "Please don't say you know what I'm going through," the youngest of three interrupts Peter, "She's dead...and it's my fault." You scoffed, kicking at a rock making Miles shove your shoulder but at your look, he realised that your mood wasn't going to change. Peter, this universe's Peter, reaches for the box, going to press the button as you four immediately tried to talk him out of it. "I don't care anymore. The monsters, they're from your universe," he cuts you off, "Then deal with them, what happens to them is on you. I'm really sorry for dragging you into this, but you don't belong here,"

"My uncle Ben died, and it was my fault," you frowned as the oldest Peter seemed so broken for just a second before he just seemed sad and pained. The other Peter took those few seconds of following silence to speak up too, "Gwen died, it was my fault, too. She was my MJ. I tried living my life, being the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman, I know that's what she would've wanted. But I got vengeful, bitter. I just...I don't want you to end up like...like me," the youngest Peter ran his hands through to his hair as his eyes zeroed in on you and Miles. Scratching his black and red suit, Miles glanced to you and shrugged slightly, "Um, there's a small list between us. For me, it's Peter, or you I guess, and my dad," when his eyes fixed on you, you took a deep breath, eyes screwing shut, "I was there when Uncle Ben died and then my dad, he was trying to help and Connors killed him. And then," you had to take a deep breath to steady your voice, "And then, a few weeks back, Peter did a stupid thing and got himself killed and it was because I couldn't catch him in time. And the city and Miles have needed me and I've, I haven't exactly been the best superhero. And that's got people hurt and I won't ever forgive myself for that. I killed the guy who hurt Peter, we had won and I still did it and it's not something you want to live with,"

"I wanna kill him, I wanna tear him apart. Even after she was hurt, she said that we were doing the right thing. She told me that with great power-"

"Comes great responsibility," you all finished. When your tear filled eyes met his red ones, you shared a sorrowful smile before you sniffled and looked to the sky to stop the tears from falling.

You and Miles stood on the opposites side of the room then the rest, hidden in the corner as you worked on a formula. "Can't believe Kraven is here," Miles muttered as you stood on the side to reach the higher shelves. You stiffened and froze at the name before collecting yourself after a second, "Yeah, I can't believe he still has his powers, has to have come from seconds before Peter cured him," Miles nodded and you saw a small spark pass between his fingers which only happened when he wasn't focused. Lightly kicking his shoulder, you passed him the bottles you retrieved and sat next to where he was doing the experiment, "Hey Sparky, not gonna disappear on me, are ya?" He laughed, rolling his eyes as you heard the youngest Peter mutter a series of "No," as he tapped rather aggressively at a computer. "You okay?" You called, the boy startled for a second before he looked between the two of you and the computer, "It ran out of battery just as I was setting it up,"

"Oh, I've got that," Miles handed you the antidote you two were close to finishing and you began to add the last chemical as you watched him jump over a table before holding his fingers right by the spot where the plug goes in. Orange sparks pass from him to the computer which immediately powers back up and you remember the first time he tried it on Peter's computer only for it to spark and break. "No way, that's so cool, how did you do that?" You saw how giddy Miles got, practically bursting with joy as he started to explain his extra powers to the others. Just as you began boiling the solution so you could get the fumes, someone stepped next to you. You glanced up to a pair of eyes so extremely familiar yet also unknown. "Hey," he mutters and all you can muster is an awkward smile back, "I'm sorry that the me that you know did something stupid. It honestly sounds like something I would do, especially for someone I care for and I guess we were close,"

"Aunt May told me you had a plan to ask me out that night, everything set out. Flowers and chocolates and a really crappy film that we wouldn't mind talking through like we always do- did," you finished up your antidote, sealing it and sending a quick smile to the worried guy in front of you, "It's okay. I just look at you and you're him but you're not and yeah, okay, it's killing me but I'm fine," he paused, hands in his lab coat and he looked like he wanted to say something but you beat him to it, "Lab coat? You have a suit that's literally fire retardant and you wear a lab coat?" He shrugged, smile beginning to pull at his lips and he chuckled, "Makes me feel professional," you both laughed, shaking your head as his smile became a pout at your words, "Such a dork,"

"I'm the dork? What was that cute little proud smile you did after that joke with Miles earlier, huh? What was that about?" Giggles spilled from your lips as your eyes screwed shut, smile illuminating your face and soon he was joining you. You opened your mouth but he held up a finger, shaking his head, "Don't try to deny it, I saw it," you both laughed a bit more and it took a few seconds for it to die down but when it did, a smirk was present on your lips, "I was actually going to ask if you knew you called it cute?" A blush began to spread from his neck, splutters leaving his lips that made you laugh once more. He scratched the back of his neck, looking down to the ground before looking back up at you, "I wasn't fully aware but I kinda stand by it," you gave a nod, face scrunched up in an 'of course you are' expression as he just grinned at you. "Dork," you muttered.

"Oi, lovebirds! We're done over here, you?" It felt like the old times, Miles getting annoyed by you and Peter distracting each other, the youngest always being the most focused. You glared at him slightly, "Hey, Sparky, don't start giving attitude or I will retract your free coffee privileges," you threw him the antidote that he caught with an almost traumatised expression, "Please don't, I'm sorry," you laugh, glancing to Peter next to you only to find his eyes already on you. Patting his shoulders, you jumped over the table like Miles had done before to join the others.

"Miles, antidote!" You caught it with ease as you saw Kraven walk a few steps in your direction with a sinister smirk. He cracked his knuckles as you readied yourself, "You and little Spidey are nothing without your big strong leader, you couldn't hurt me even if you wanted to. You'd just flail around like the idiot you are. Sure you want to try?" You see Miles helping Peter three just by you and a smile settles on your lips. It was just like it used to be seeing the way they worked together, comments slipping out and Peter's 'still not used to that' when Miles camouflage himself. You looked back to Kraven, leaning against the scaffolding as your arms crossed and your head fell to the side, "Hold on, let me overthink that," a smirk made its way your lips as he charged at you. Falling backwards you swung back up under the scaffolding so you now stood behind him, laugh slipping past your lips, "Come on buddy, multiverse getting to ya?"

He rolled out his shoulders turning to fight you, both of landing a few good blows before he knocked you down to your knees. You held your side with the hand that had the antidote, groan leaving you. He leaned down and you smiled to yourself, wiping it clear when he lifted your chin with his spear, sneer on his lips. You let the smile take over your lips, whispering, "Gotcha," releasing the gas and making him stumble back as he coughed, you doing the same. Quickly, while he was distracted, you webbed him up and walked over to glare at him, "You're lucky I don't kill you right here again,"

You quickly swung away again, landing next to Peter three who wiped at his eyes. Running up to him, you cup his cheeks in your hands, wiping the tears for him, "You okay? What happened?" He looked down, hand coming up to hold your wrist as he leaned into your touch, "Just caught MJ is all, she fell and it reminded me of," he cut himself off but you didn't need him to go on for you to get it. Quickly moving to rest your forehead against his, you close your eyes slowly, hands sliding so your arms now rested on his shoulders and his hands now rested on your waist. "I know I shouldn't," you opened your eyes at his words, finding his gaze to already be fixed on your lips. He glance up to meet your gaze and at your small nod, he leaned in to press one of the most delicate kisses known to mankind to your lips. It only took seconds before you deepened it, so much emotion there. 'Cause he was your Peter, kind of. Sure you didn't have those shared experiences but you clicked, just like you always had.

You pulled back, smiles on both your lips and breathy laughs shared. Resting your hands on his shoulders as he pulled you closer and leant his forehead to yours again, you moved your hands so you fingers could play with the hair at the back of his neck, "Is it weird that that felt exactly how I imagined?" You looked up from his lips to meet his sparkling eyes and he quickly pecked your lips before mumbling against them, "Not if I say the same thing," and then there was another peck and another and another until he was smothering you and you never wanted him to stop.

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realdealrealtalk · 3 years

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Grand Army

I am in love with this show. I’ve heard people say it’s a Netflix euphoria which I kind of agree to disagree with, GA is more muted and realistic in a way. Not to say Euphoria isn’t real but the show is very dramatic in a sense. GA would actually happen in everyday life. Nothing was insane except for the bomb threat but honestly I’ve had a shooting threat called into my school multiple times so this is just the NY version of that. Anyway onto the characters:

Dom- amazing, beautiful, talented, hardworking, absolutely flawless 10/10

Joey- in the beginning she was a performative activist and self absorbed. She labeled herself an ally of POC then hung out with George and Luke who call their only brown friend every variation of racial jokes. She had an active hand in Owen’s suspension, how can you claim your for POC then act oblivious to how your influence as a white woman could impact a black mans’ future. After the meeting with the principal, she had the nerve to turn to Dom saying how she felt “really bad” about what happened. Moving past this, what happened to Joey was evil. She was assaulted/betrayed by the people she trusted the most in the world. She is stronger than any character I’ve ever seen. I was so proud of her for standing up to her abusers and confronting them. I’m so proud she started dancing again and I hope she gets the healing/justice she deserves. 8.5/10

Leila- I think her storyline/character is very complex and deserves an in depth review. I could make a whole post about only her. She was trash for blaming Joey because she was getting attention from Geo and Leila wasn’t. You never blame the girl and Leila should know better. However, I’m not going to pretend that George’s abuse of Leila was her fault. He is two years older than her and using her for sexual favors, it’s disgusting. Her treatment of Rachel throughout this entire thing was absolutely so selfish. It was Rachel’s sister’s day and all she could talk about was “he’s not texting me back”. I understand she is a freshmen and this happens a lot because high school is new and exciting but she needs to understand that her actions have consequences. Her battle with her identity as an minority adopted by white parents is so strong and I hope she comes to understand who she truly is. She called out her mom for her treatment of Asian women *chefs kiss* and started to think about where she comes from. HOWEVER, when she told the Asian girl in her class to “speak f*cking english”? How on earth can you struggle with knowing yourself/place as a minority then tell other minorities a racist phrase that is used to belittle their struggles? The white writers in charge of the show really shone through there. 6/10

Jayson-he went through a very big change during these nine episodes and I am proud of his progression. He never saw how he and Owen were different until Owen was sent away and it shook his entire world, which I thought was kinda wild because did he really not see the class disadvantages between he and Owen just because they are both darkskin black men? He did the right thing in the end and I hope it works out for him. 8/10

Siddhatha- I think he is a decent person overall. He did put a FRESHMAN on the “bomb p*ssy” list just cause he didn’t want his sister to be on it but one wrong doesn’t cancel out another. He did associate with the d-bags on the swim team but I believe it’s just cause they were his relay. I, personally, have to be friendly with T*ump supporters on my team and it freaking sucks so I get what he’s going through. His struggle with his identity was definitely one we’ve seen before, with a beard girlfriend, a forceful coming out, and unsupportive parents but he had a happy ending and I really love that for him. Him and Victor are the cutest and I hope freaking Orolov gets what he deserves. 9/10

Luke- I am the biggest clown there is. I was walking around saying, “Aww, I love Luke, I want him and Joey to be together, I’m only on the first episode but I hope nothing bad happens!!!”, like a freaking idiot. But yeah, he disgusts me and I hope he and the other three rot. He really had the nerve to tell Joey SHE should be apologizing to THEM?! LIke, wtf? No, actually, what the f*ck? -1000000000000000000000000000000000000/10

George- He is absolutely disgusting for using Leila the way he did. He deserves the worst for what he did to Joey and I hope he gets what is coming to him. -1000000000000000000000000000000000000/10

Tim- He can suck d*ck and rot for all I care,I didn’t like him from the beginning. It’s always the “nice guys”, the “feminists” who turn out to be the worst slut-shamers in history. He really got mad at Joey for being touchy-feely with Geo and Luke like she hasn’t always been this way, that’s how she shows her love and he knows that so wtf is his problem?! Oh yeah, raging misogyny. He sat there and WATCHED as Joey was being r*ped and then SLUT-SHAMED HER to the police? Let’s not forget he had THE BALLS to tell Luke and Geo they did rape her AFTER Joey left, then did coke/ whatever off his phone and begged Joey to talk to him. Absolute trash -100000000000/10

Anna- How dare you not believe your friend whom you’ve known for however many years then call her a liar and turn your back on her when she needed you the most. She’s a feminist until it comes down to her compliant, misogynistic brother then she’s right back to slut-shaming with the boys. Joey borrowed HER UNDERWEAR becuase her’s were RIPPED with BLOOD STAINS and Anna said nothing? When she asked if she needed a tampon and Joey said no HOW DID HER “BESTFRIEND” NOT CARE ENOUGH TO EVEN ASK QUESTIONS?! Same as her brother, she disgusts me and I hope she rots -100000000000/10

Grace- how tf are you going to turn on the girl who literally fished a c*ndom out of you? Like wtf? Not only is she a slut-shamer (quite hypocritical looking back) she’s a racist!! She refused to call Leila by her name or even show her a shred of dignity just because Leila, a BABY FRESHMAN, was getting attention from George . Trash -1000000/10

Orlov- He released Meera’s nudes and outed SId, he can choke. -1000000000/10

Meera- I’m in love with this woman. Didn’t take bs from anyone and was only ever supportive. Called everyone out on their bs and stayed a true feminist icon while at it. 10000000000000000/10

Let me know if you want more!!

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