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peterspideyy · 4 years

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sick baby

summary - peter is sick on your 1st anniversary, and is super upset that your not doing what he was planning to do. but, you go over to his house and spend the day with him.

warnings - may be some swearing, mainly fluff

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i feel disgusting

i don’t think i’m going into school today :(

i shouldn’t of ate that fish ned told me to eat last night, i’m honestly going to kill him

i had so many plans for us today as well, and i’m so sorry

call me please❤️

you woke up to peter texting you and that you had 7 missed calls from him. you didn’t bother texting him back, and decided to call him instead.

“ughh babeee.” peter groaned through the phone, making you frown at how weak he sounded.

“it’s okay pete. we can have our anniversary tomorrow.”

“i know, but it won’t be the same. i’m so so sorry love.” you could sense he was pouting behind the phone.

“it will be! actually i think i’m going to ditch school too, and then i can come and visit my baby for the day, does that sound good?”

there was a moment of silence, before peter groaned out in pain, making you laugh a bit.

“i take that as a yes? i’ll see you in a minute.”

“m’kay.” peter replied, before you ended the call with a ‘i love you.’ you grabbed some light snacks at your corner shop, before catching a taxi to peter’s apartment.

once you arrived at peters front door, you used your spare key to enter. you knew may wouldn’t be home, as she would probably be in work. once you called out peter’s name, you instantly heard him groan from his bedroom.

“hey pete, i’ve got some water and some light snacks. i think you need something to drink,” you spoke, before pulling the covers back to reveal a shirtless peter, “how do you look so handsome when your sick? i look like a potato when i get food poisoning!”

“you always look beautiful.”

“that’s just your sickness talking.” you teased, before he sighed and pulled you into his bed.

“i would kiss you right now, but i have sick in my mouth.”

“yeah, don’t do that.” you laughed, before snuggling into his chest.

eventually you both fell asleep in each other’s arms and enjoying each other’s warmth. you could get used to this.

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a/n

thanks for reading this! if you have any requests please send them to me!

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modernstoner · 3 years

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Princess| P.Parker

(a/n): Hola bitches, how’s your depressive life going? I made this because i had a dream about it last night, enjoy<3 (p.s i hate this omg its so horrible but try to enjoy)

Summary: Peter and the other meets the British Royal family.

Warning: fluff? idk

w/c: 1,541 (sorry)

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Everybody knows that The British Royal Family is one of the most powerful family’s out there. Even though, it’s the 21st century, they are still old fashioned people, still following the awful traditions.

“Do I look okay?” Steve asked the team for the 100th time.

Bucky rolled his eyes. "How many times do you ask this? You look alright expect for the tie.” He pointed out making Steve panic in return.

Steve never learned how to tie; Peggy always used to do it for him.

“Come on. I’ll help this grandpa.” Natasha said, motioning Steve to walk over to her.

All of the Avenger’s are in one of the most fanciest limo Tony owned. Everyone was in the car. Including; Peter Parker a.k.a spider-man.

It’s been a year after Peter revealed that he is spider-man to the whole world. Some people were mad since he was only 19 at the time.

Few minutes later, they arrived. The gates to the castle quickly opened, showing the big, tall, beautiful castle.

Avenger’s eyes widened and Steve was already starting to freak out even more. “Oh my god. I’m about the meet a Royal family!” He exclaimed.

Steve was over the moon when Tony told everyone they will be meeting the Royal family on Saturday.

But right at the moment, the Royal family was also freaking out. “(Y/n), sweetie! Are you do—” Your mothers words by interrupted by the sight of you walking down the stair.

“Oh, my sweet pumpkin. You look beautiful.” She always say that and you always feel flattered every time she says it.

“Mother, I think the dress is bit tight, don’t you think?” You asked her.

Your mother observed the dress. “I think it’s alright. Have you seen Elliot?”

Elliot, your younger brother with horrible anger issue and just happens to be one of the most arrogant people out there. He’s obviously going trough that teenage emo phase.

“Probably with father.” You sighed, the corset was bit too much. Your hair neatly styled into a bun.

Your mother walked up to you, letting few bits of hair fall. She kissed your temple. “Come get your father for me, would you?”

“Of course.” You said, grabbing a handful of your dress in order to help you walk. You figured he’s either in the garden or the library.

~*~

“Steve, leave the poor tie alone.” Tony demanded Steve who was trying to loose the tie.

“It’s chocking me.” He groaned, frustrated and everyone ignored him.

“Mr. Stark, any idea why the Royal family wanted to meet us?” Peter walked faster so he can walk beside him.

“Who wouldn’t? We are amazing. Well, it’s mostly me.” Tony answered with his usual cocky smirk.

“Please, you guys are nothing without me.” Wanda remarked and gave Tony an innocent smile which he ignored.

All of them were walking towards the castle. The castle’s big shiny door slowly turning big as each step they took.

~*~

“Dad, why do I need to wear this awfully designed suit that makes me wanna kill myself?” Elliot bawled, standing next to you.

“Don’t be dramatic, Elliot.” Your father rolled his eye, looking at his suit to see if there is anything wrong with it.

Everyone was standing next to each other, waiting to greet The Avenger's. There were few professionally trained guards, just in case.

The door opened, showing the Avenger’s walking towards them. The men in black fancy suits (which Tony bought) and the women wearing one of the nicest dress out there. It was shorter than yours which you quite envied.

You were out here, wearing a dress probably made in the 1800′s. It was likely the dress is haunted by the owner.

“Welcome! Tony, nice to meet you again.” Your father went to shook his hand while you and Elliot were nervously and awkwardly standing next to each other.

“You’ve met my wife!”

“Of course, nice to see you again, Charlotte.”

“Hi, Tony.”

“I’m Thor. I’m a god.”

“You’re Captain America!”

There were lots of chatters and small talk. Elliot looked bored, as always until his eyes landed on Winter Soldier.

He nudged you with his elbow. “Look it’s my idol.” He whispered and you glanced at him. To be honest; he’s scary-looking.

Elliot went to fan girl over him. Bucky was obviously shocked that he had a fan but he was flattered. Elliot was rambling about how amazing the Winter Soldier is. (which he is not wrong).

You were out of the blue, standing there, playing with your fingers. Your eyes were on a certain young gentleman that seemed to be about your age.

Surprisingly, he looked back at you, making an eye contact. Iron man noticed you two staring and whispered something in his ear. His eyes widened, whispered back to Iron man.

The boy gave up, sighed and started to walk towards you making your knees go weak.

“H-Hi. I’m Penis P—No, I’m Peter, by the way.” He didn't know what to do so he bowed.

“We don’t do that here.” You said but it kinda came off as a harsh.

“Oh—right, sorry.” He immediately started to mentally slap himself.

“I’m (Y/n).” You leaned in to shake his hand.

“I know. Well, you’re the princess. Haha.” He saw the weird look you gave him. “O-Oh, I’m sorry, uhh—”

“Don’t apologise.” You smiled at him and it gave him millions of butterfly in his stomach. “So, you’re spider-man?”

This caught Peter’s attention.

“You know m-me?” He was stuttering so bad but he pretended to ignore the embarrassment he felt.

“Who doesn’t?” You laughed.

You two noticed how everyone was beginning to walk away to have some lunch. “Hey, you hungry?” He asked you.

“Not really. I ate a fat load of bacon in the morning.” You quickly shuts your mouth.

“Same. Well, since your not hungry, wanna ditch?” He raised his eyebrow at you.

You thought about it. Your mom and dad will be busy talking and probably won’t even notice spider-man and you gone.

“Alright but no funny business.” You joked, but half of you were not joking.

“Of course. Where is the garden?”

“At the back of the castle.”

“Can you run with that dress?”

“I’ll try.”

“Great.”

He grabbed your hand and ran. You and Peter were giggling and laughing while holding hands and running.

You have never ran in the castle and it felt amazing.

~*~

Peter slowly let go of your hand, looking around garden. He thought these kind of garden’s only exist in fairy tales. A big fountain in the middle, flowers, lots of them in a beautiful vibrant

“Do you come here often?” He asked you.

“Sometimes. I like to read here.” You replied, softly.

He smiled. “Can you swim?”

“You sure do ask a lot of question, don’t you?” You smirked as he rolled his eyes. Peter was now more comfortable around you.

“Answer my question, princess.” His voice was low due to all the running.

“Yes.” You answered, noticed how dirty your dress was but you didn’t care.

“Good.” He said before pushing you to the fountain. You squeaked, falling into the working fountain. This is one of the most craziest thing you have done but you didn’t care, you were finally having fun.

Peter was laughing his ass off and jumped into the fountain with you making a big splash.

“Peter! You and I are going to be in such big trouble!” You shouted because the fountain was making loud noise.

“What? I can’t hear you.” He shouted, obviously lying.

Your neat bun was now fallen and Peter couldn’t take his eyes off you. You looked so darn gorgeous in the sun that was shining your face.

“What?” You asked him, getting the attention of him.

He didn’t answer but leaned into you, lips almost touching. Your breath hitched, staring at his lips while he stared at yours.

“Hi.” You whispered softly.

“Hi.” He replied. You two ignored the everything around, just focusing on each other.

“Can I kiss you, princess?” Peter was secretly freaking out in the inside but he didn’t dared to show it to you.

“Yes.”

He nearly missed, his lips a tad too far left and his nose bumping against yours, but he persisted. His eyes were closed, like Tony had told him, but he could hear the crinkling of your smile as you manoeuvred your mouth into position, tilting your head so that your lips could meet his.

Your lips brushed his, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could feel the warmth of your skin, and the taste of your lip gloss.

“Are you going to tell the Queen about this?” Bucky asked Elliot. Both of them were looking at Peter and you through the big window in Elliot’s room.

“Honestly, no. I’ll give my sister her moment and then later on make fun of her.” He answered.

“Oh my god. Elliot, you got to have one of the most amazing toilet to ever exist. I just took the best shit of my life.” Sam interrupted, walking out of his bathroom.

Elliot and Bucky ignored Sam, staring at Peter and you. “What you weirdos looking at—oh, wow. The spider is getting it.”

~*~

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retvenkos · 4 years

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teach // peter parker

The Avengers - Peter Parker x Platonic!Reader, fluff

You hated math.

You hated how every teacher who ever taught it said that it was common sense, and therefore easy, you hated how you could use the same formula and the same numbers three different times and get completely different numbers, you hated how none of it ever seemed to make sense. But most of all, you hated that, at parent teacher conferences, your math teacher looked at you like something to be pitied and said you had to get a tutor if you wanted to pass. What? Your teacher was incapable of teaching you, so she decided that it was easier to pass you off to someone else? Did she think you weren’t worth the effort?

You hated math. You hated the teacher. You hated the concepts. You hated stupid graph paper and overly expensive calculators.

But, try as you might, you couldn’t hate your tutor.

You wanted to be insulted that it was another student; another learner who had apparently mastered your worst enemy to the point where he was your only hope of passing. You wanted to look at him, in his nerdy sweaters and nervous handshakes, and tell him you didn’t need his help. That you didn’t need your teachers' pity, and you most definitely didn’t need his.

But then his voice cracked when he was describing how to solve matrices using the angular form, and you knew you couldn’t punish him.

It wasn’t his fault that he was tasked with you, and there was no way this awkward, stuttering mess was a part of some elaborate ruse that would make you look any more pathetic than you already were.

He was either getting extra credit for helping you (although you doubted he needed it) or he was getting service hours for National Honors Society - and as much as you hated being a charity case, you were in no position to refuse his help.

You also don’t think you could look yourself in the mirror if you made it seem like, in any way, you didn’t appreciate the time he put into a literal stranger. Once you had seen Peter Park’s big, sad eyes and got to know his sweet demeanor, you knew you wouldn’t be able to brush him off without your conscience disowning you.

It was your bleeding heart and apparent inability to do math that brought you to the school’s library after school every Tuesday and Thursday.

At the very least, you could say you got a friend out of your twice weekly trips. You also finished your homework, which was a plus; while you still had loads more work from other classes - some of which you hated, although not as bad as math - it was nice to finish some of it with a friend.

When was the last time you could say you had a study buddy?

You sat down at your usual table, situated in the back corner, and by the time you had pulled out your dogeared notebook and found a functional pencil, Peter had arrived, seemingly breathless.

You looked at his ruffled hair and his wrinkled sweater with a quizzical brow. You checked the time. He was 15 minutes later than usual. “Do you have a girlfriend I don’t know about, Peter?”

“What? No.”

He seemed genuinely confused, you’d give him that. Besides, as long as you had known Peter Parker, he had a crush on one girl, only, and unless he got the courage to go up to Liz Allan and confess his feelings, he was most definitely still single. That still didn’t explain his tardiness and disheveled appearance, though.

Peter seemed to realize what you were getting at and blushed scarlet. “I, uhh…” he stuttered as he tried to explain himself, pushing his hair down with one hand, “I was pushed in the hallway.”

“Ah,” you nodded and moved to change the subject, ignoring the fact that his explanation made more sense, in a sick, twisted way. “Well, I hope you're ready to teach binomial expansion, because I am completely lost.”

Peter gave himself a sort of shake before starting to explain what you had failed to learn in class. You noticed how he seemed more on edge, like he had been pumped with adrenaline moments before and was coming down from a high. It wasn’t like him; even at his most awkward, Peter always had a hold of his emotions. He had seemed more on edge, recently. Your mind strained to make some sort of connection, but there didn’t seem to be one.

“(Y/n)?”

You blinked to find Peter looking at you, his eyes wide.

“Sorry,” you muttered, pulling yourself out of your thoughts, “it’s been a long day.”

Peter hummed in agreement before getting back to the math. You would have to dissect him later. Right now, you had to focus on math. Especially since you had a test coming up.

The two of you slaved over your homework for an hour before you were interrupted by a booming voice, “What up, Penis Parker!” Flash Thompson walked up to your table, drumming his fingers against it. “What are you up to? Tutoring idiots so that you can afford new clothes? I’m sure Stark Industries has a dress code.”

Peter squirmed in his seat, his face set in an embarrassed grimace. “Can you just go?”

“I don’t know,” Flash smiled wickedly, clearly enjoying the moment, “can I?”

“You’re apparently incapable of being anything other than a massive prick,” you snapped, your anger boiling inside of you.

For a split-second, you saw a look of surprise flicker on Flash’s face before he smoothed it into a wide grin. “I didn’t know you had to have your lame friends fight your battles for you, Parker.”

“Go, Flash.” Peter’s voice was low and threatening; everyone at the table was taken aback by its dark intensity.

“Until we meet again,” Flash tried to keep his arrogant tone, but uneasiness slipped into his tone. He was gone without another word.

Peter looked down at the worksheets in front of him.

There was a moment of silence where you looked at him in awe.

“That was amazing, Peter!” Your voice bubbled into a laugh that shook your shoulders. Peter looked up at you, his eyes wide in their confusion. “You scared Flash! You’re going to have to teach me how you did that!”

You continued to laugh, and Peter’s expression softened into quiet joy. He chuckled a little to himself, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah…”

"You have way more to teach me than math.”

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hufflepuffhollander · 5 years

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(requests currently closed) it’s blurb time!

In celebration of finishing my midterms...

I’ve been wanting to try one of these and I’m finally doin it! Send me a message with any number(s) of dialogue you want to see/or some strung together and I’ll turn it into the best blurb I can! Feel free to add anything extra to your request :)

Dialogue

1. “Babe, I’m trying to talk to you.” - “Do ya’ll hear somethin’?”

2. “H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”

3. “Tell me one thing. Why wasn’t I enough? I loved you. Oh fuck, how I loved you. How I still love you.”

4. “I love you, even though you’re an idiot”

5. “Come on, you can sit on my lap until I finish,”

6. “Where did all these puppies come from?”

7. “Honestly, I think it’s impressive how badly I fucked up.”

8. “Now, I’m not saying that I hate you, all that I’m saying is that if you were on fire and there was water next to you, chances are I’d drink it”

9. “Are you the poster child for Hell these days?”

10. “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but I guess that failed.”

11. “Are you flirting with me?”-“You finally noticed?”

12. “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

13. “no. the moment you saw me as a bet was the moment you fucked up.”

14. “Would you just shut up and listen to me for a second?”

15. “I can’t have this argument with you again.”

16. “Where have you been all my life?”

17. “You need to calm down”

18. it’s because i’m so attractive isn’t it?” “I say this. and I cannot stress this enough. I find you completely repulsive.”

19. “Alright Einstein, let’s see how you like it.”

20. “Seeing you between my legs is so hot.”

21. “I think we were a little too loud last night.”

22. “Bite your lip once more, I dare you”

23. “what you gonna do about it, stud?”

24. “god, I love your hands”

25. “Your ass is gonna be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”

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light-up-shawn · 6 years

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very likely.

AN: Idk if I should call these headcannons or not because they’re much more detailed but they’re also way easier to write than in paragraph form. Well, that’s just me. Anyway, enjoy!

•you were up for anything

•anywhere your friends wanted to go, you were there

•you loved the feeling of of partying and letting loose

•it was so ~fun~

•all it took was one night, though.

•one night to change your view on things.

•walking home from a club that you’d used a fake id to get into, you got stabbed and mugged.

•the man stood and counted up all the money you had carried with you, smiling to himself.

•”looks like mommy and daddy got stacks !” He laughed.

•you just sat there on the ground grasping your arm in shock.

•just as he was about to walk away a red figure swooped in and knocked him over from behind.

•your eyes widened. It was Spider-Man. From YouTube !

•”how about you don’t steal money from innocent people and get a job just like everyone else ?” The masked hero asked.

•the guy got up and tried to fight him off.

•Spider-Man used his webs and tied his hands together. The mugger tried to run away.

•”oh silly me!”

•Spider-Man also webbed his feet together and called the police.

•”haha ! Looks like you got yourself in a sticky situation”

•you giggled from the ground.

•Spider-Man turned his head.

•”oh uh..sorry I didn’t remember I was saving someone. “

•you smiled.

•he ripped a piece of your dress from the bottom.

•you winced.

•not from pain. The dress was $100 from Fashion Nova.

•”oh I’m sorry. You’re bleeding a lot. I have to put some pressure on it.”

•you nodded.

•”still, i really liked this dress.”

•”understandable. It’s a beautiful dress. It looks even more beautiful on you.”

•you bashfully bowed your head.

•Spider-Man was more flirtier than the internet portrayed him.

•”Why thank you, Spider-Man.”

•”maybe I could provide a compensation for the dress. How much was it ?”

•”$100.”

•the eyes of the suit widened.

•”it’s okay. I’ll just buy another dress when my few paychecks come in.”

•After wrapping your arm up, he pulls you off the ground.

•”You made all that money yourself?”

•”yeah, I blew almost my entire paycheck on it. My mom got mad at me but it was so worth it.”

•you looked down.

•”well, not anymore.”

•he laughed.

•god, he had such a cute laugh.

•”Maybe i should escort you home.”

•”yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”

•you told Spider-Man your address and you started walking.

•”so what’s it like being a hero?”

•”Suprisingly being a hero isn’t as fun as it seems.”

•”really? I’d assume you just swing around all day and web people to walls.”

•”Nah, I wake up, go to school, go to delmars, then go home. Anything in between is just me doing exactly what you described.”

•”so you actually have a life outside of saving others?”

•”yeah, just as you have a life outside of partying.”

•you laughed.

•”Hey, don’t you go to Midtown? When I’m making my afternoon rounds, I always see this girl who looks almost identical to you.”

•”yeah, I do. It’s a good school, the people around me are way too smart for me though. I feel stupid all the time.”

•”You seem so intelligent though.”

•”Still, I don’t compare to the other students. Like this one kid in bio, Peter Parker, he’s a genius.”

•a smile grew under Spider-Man’s mask.

•”is he ?”

•”yeah , his grades are brilliant. It doesn’t hurt that he’s funny. He’s also super cute. Literally perfect.”

•Peter was beaming.

•”You don’t care about that ,though. You don’t even know who he is.”

•”Wha- uh... no..I uh...I do know Peter Parker.”

•”Wait really ? So he wasn’t lying when he said he knew Spider-Man ?”

•”Nope! But hey, I do know that peter has been crushing on this girl in his bio class.”

•”Ha! And what are the chances it’s actually me? “ you ask as you and Spider-Man walk up to your house.

•”I’d say very likely. Have a good night.”

•”You too.”

•Spider-Man shot a web at the top of a building and pulled himself up as you waved goodbye.

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marvelimaginesyesplease · 5 years

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Stunned (Peter Parker x Reader) One Shot

“You’re not as cute as everyone says you are."

Peter’s mouth opened and closed a number of times, his flabbergasted expression was more than enough for you to have realized that you had stunned him.

Your pursed lips and eye roll as you strutted passed him had him stumbling after you, seemingly stupefied by your lack of surprise.

"S-seriously?!” He finally managed. “I finally reveal my identity to you and that’s the FIRST thing you say?!"

"Well-”, you shrugged, non chalante, continuing to walk backwards as you spoke to him. “You’re just a kid, which I’ve known for a while. Like, let’s be real, I’ve known you were 17 for like, weeks now."

"How?” He seemed stunned, hands raised in the air as if he questioned why you weren’t jaw dropped and wide eyed.

“Peter!” It was a laugh and you paused, hands finding their way to your hips. “You act like you’re 17; your voice still cracks when you get nervous, and you’re still a wee, tiny thing despite how physically demanding this job is. And your comedic banter with the bad guys?” You raised a brow. “Come on. You’re so obviously a teenager."

Thick brown brows dipped low. "You’re acting like you’re way older than me. You’re only eighteen Y/N."

"But-” You held up a finger as you spoke. “I’ve already graduated."

"Wha-?!” Peter groaned in frustration, gloved hands running through his hair as he exhaled quickly, his anger with you evident.

“You’re really annoying, you know that?” His finger was jutted out, pointing at you, as he stormed towards you.

A quick shrug of the shoulders and a tittering laugh had you spinning on your heel and walking away from him. “One year can make a huge difference Pete, sorry. You’re still writing exams and well I’m-” You gestured down to your uniform; a soft, pastel pink apron that was clinging to your hips. “Well I’m a working adult.”

A series of grunts escaped him, his disbelief evident. “Really? Really?” His hands moved wildly as he pointed at his uniform. “And I’m not? I’m not a working adult in a uniform?”

“Peter!” His named escaped you in a breathless laugh, your head tossed back. “Let it go! I said no to a date when you asked me as Spider Man, and I’m saying no to you as Peter! You’re too young for me-” You were stopped short when Peter suddenly tilted his head to scowl at you. A quick flick of the wrist and you watched, stupefied, as a small burst of web stretched across your lower ribcage.

A yelp escaped you when he suddenly wrenched you towards him. You swore your feet left the ground for a brief moment, and you gasped when you were suddenly pressed against him, his hands wrapped around your arms as he steadied you.

“Just one date, that’s all I ask.” His hair was ruffled, eyes scanning your face-pleading-as he awaited an answer.

You couldn’t help the grin that tore itself free. My Lord this boy was too cute.

“Just one.”

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peterspideyy · 5 years

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three words

summary- you and peter share all your secrets and plans with each, you literally know each other better than yourselves. you always thought peter would tell you everything, until one day he didn’t

warnings- swearing, heartbreak, just your usual sad imagine

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“y/n, I’m sorry. peter’s going. I don’t think he will be coming back in a long time.”

ned’s words circled in your head as you tried to process what he said. peter’s going? no. how? yesterday he seemed fine. more than fine actually, he told you he loved you for the first time in your relationship. it was a massive step for you both. if he loved you, he would of mentioned something last night. but he didn’t, and it broke your heart.

see, yours and peters relationship was different. a good different. you told each other everything from your deepest secrets to what you had for breakfast that morning, what ever it was you told each other. you couldn’t believe he didn’t tell you about this. moving away is not something you forget.

without another thought you ran to peters apartment, ignoring neds calls to stop you. you had to see him and have all your unanswered questions finally answered. you needed the truth.

finally arriving, breathing heavily you scrambled to get your spare key of peter’s apartment out of your pocket. pulling out the silver key, you quickly unlocked the front door and ran in to be met with silence. not even may was here. maybe she was at work?

you saw a light shine in peters room making you run over to see peter packing clothes into a brown suitcase. you couldn’t help but let a loud sob escape your mouth, causing peter to sigh and meet your broken eyes.

you didn’t know what caused your heart to break more, peter packing or peter seeming so calm about it all.

“p-peter,” you whispered shaking your head as he carried on packing, “what are you doing? why are you packing? where are you going?”

peter sighed even heavier this time making you take a step back away from him. his harsh eyes met yours again causing your breath to quicken. he was so cold. you didn’t know why.

“mr stark wants to move the internship up north, so I’m moving with him.” he snapped, and carried on packing.

“when did you find out?”

“a month ago.”

“a m-month?”

he nodded simply making your blood boil. how could he be so naive and not tell you about this.

“how fucking dare you parker! how could you not mention this to me! we tell each other everything! you made me fall in love with you!”

“well, aren’t I fucking sorry?” sarcasm dripped from his lips, making you whimper.

“you should be sorry. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me, fucking ned had to tell me. you told your friend over your girlfriend!”

“I wish he didn’t tell you, as we wouldn’t be having this problem, would we?”

“if ned didn’t tell me, would you have told me about you moving?” your hands started to shake as you waited for him to answer.

“probably not, would of been easier to move away from you.”

you started to cry at this. the way he spoke made you scared, frightened. you shouldn’t feel this way towards your lover.

“does may know?”

“yes.”

“so you would of told everyone else apart from me?”

he nodded, making you cry even more. you pulled your hair in anger as he carried on packing not noticing your disheartened self.

“did you ever love me the same way I did?”

peter’s head snapped to meet your (colour) eyes once you said those words, and you are sure you saw his eyes soften into a chocolate colour but then it was quickly replaced by a black, coldness colour.

“no.”

that simple word made your stomach sink. it felt as if peter ripped your heart out and stood on it, causing it to break into millions of pieces. you felt nothing. taking a step back from the man you thought who loved you, you wiped away the tears that fell. you weren’t going to cry in front of him and show how weak you are, even if you felt as if you were going to collapse.

you looked at the necklace peter got you in his mirror. you remembered all the sweet things he told you that night when he gave it to you, and you felt sick thinking of what he said. back then he made butterflies explode, but now the butterflies are dead.

vigorously you ripped the necklace off, ignoring the pain you felt and threw it at him, causing it to hit him in the face. he didn’t blink though. he didn’t move a muscle.

“we’re over. when you come back don’t come crawling back to me. I feel so used peter. out of all my previous boyfriends who treated me like shit, I never thought you would be one of them. in fact your worse. goodbye peter parker, have a nice fucking life.”

with that you stormed out of the room where you and peter first told each other how you felt. you walked out of the room where you shared your first kiss. you walked out of the room where you had your first date. you walked out of the room where you studied for tests. you walked out from the love of your life.

as soon as you closed peters front door, you couldn’t help but let all your tears fall causing you to collapse and bury your head in your knees.

little did you know, peter was crying in his room for hating himself. he hated that he said all those horrible words to you. but, he knew it had to be done as he would despise the amount of distance towards you both. he would rather you hate him and be protected, than love him and be in danger.

“I love you.” he whispered, to his empty room.

“I hate you.” you whispered, to the empty hallway.

three words, with two totally different meanings.

three words, which made both of your hearts break.

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a/n

sorry for not posting in agesss! I have some fics lined up but send any requests you have please ;))

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peterspideyy · 5 years

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fall

peter parker x reader

summary- you have a pretty bad fall in school, but your scared to tell peter as you know how stressed he is with balancing school and spiderman, but he soon finds out

warnings- fluff, may be some swearing

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you don’t know how you injured your arm. the only reason you could think of was when you fell in school as you were carrying books and folders, causing you to basically fall over thin air. luckily no one was around, except mj but you didn’t mind.

you must have took a pretty nice trip (sarcasm ofc), as you can’t help but wince in pain whenever you move it or try and pick anything up with your left arm. you want to go to the doctors, but you wanted to see if it got any better on it’s on.

it’s been a couple of weeks since your fall, and it’s gotten worse.

the problem is, you haven’t told your boyfriend peter.

peter is the best and the most adorable boyfriend you could ever wish for, he would literally give you the world if he could. but, he is a bit over protective, for god sake he is spiderman after all! but you know how stressed out he has been lately with fighting bad guys and school work, so you didn’t want him to focus on you when he had other important stuff. peter would probably disagree, and think your more important than any of that.

you knew peter would find out one day, but you hoped that he would find out once it was healing by it self. oh how wrong were you.

peter invited you and ned to come to his house just to chill, watch movies, build lego and maybe help him with spidey stuff, so of course you all agreed to meet after school.

“hey love.” peter smiled, giving you a quick kiss on the lips before saying hi to ned who teased you both saying he wanted a kiss too, making you and peter roll your eyes and laugh.

“I thought you could help me with my spiderman stuff if that’s alright, it’s just some things I need checking. then afterwards we could watch some movies.” peter smiled at you both, before inviting you into his room.

“yeah that’s fine pete.” you replied, ruffling his hair before following after him.

“hey, peter can I try on your mask again.” ned questioned, but soon squealing with excitement once peter threw the mask to him.

“y/n babe, could you get me that box please. it’s the one which says web fluid on.”

“yep.”

your smile once dropped as you noticed how big it was. you would need two arms for this. peter was definitely going to find out. you tried to mentally figure out if there was a way to hold the box with one arm, but you didn’t want to drop it so you just prepared yourself for a massive wave of pain. you picked the box up, immediately wincing as you walked over to peter, trying to hide how much it was hurting you in your face features. but, peter saw you trying to hide this and instantly grew anxious and confused.

“why are you in pain?” peter asked, making ned look at you and then peter and then you again.

oh god, might as well tell him.

“I fell, in school and I landed on my left arm. it’s fine though, it wil-“

“you fell?!”

“yes.”

“how long ago?”

“a week?”

“A WEEK!”

“maybe even 2 weeks?”

“2 WEEKS?” peter screeched, you knew his protective mode was coming in causing ned to look at him anxiously. you couldn’t actually see ned’s face through the mask, but you knew him too well to know what face he was pulling.

“have you been to the doctors?” ned asked, causing peter to look at you waiting for you to answer.

“no.”

“oh my god,” peter sighed, rubbing his hands through this chocolate curls, trying to calm himself down, “and you didn’t think to tell me?”

“I didn’t want to make you more stressed than you already are, I’m sorry love.”

“oh darling, please tell me next time you get hurt, you know I will always help you. you don’t need to worry about me getting more stressed, I only stress if your not okay. I just want you to be okay.” he placed his two arms on your shoulders gently and smiled, making you blush.

“thanks pete.”

you lean forward, hoping to meet his lips but he pulled away, making you frown.

“no more kisses until you go to the doctors, infact we will go now!” peter grabbed your right arm pulling you out of his room towards the front door.

“ugh okay, it will be fine though.” you whined, but peter ignored you telling ned they won’t be long.

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“your arm is pretty bad, you have bruised your muscles and you have a sprain, why didn’t you come sooner?” the doctor questioned, making peters eyes go wide and look at you.

“didn’t want to scare my boyfriend here!” you laughed, but peter didn’t.

“okay, I’ll give you soon pain meds and a bandage and after a few weeks it should be better. come back in five weeks for a checkup.” the doctor gave you slip, before saying bye to the couple.

“it will be fine,” peter mimicked your previous words, ”I can’t believe you babe.”

“I’m sorry love, I promise from now on I will tell you if I injure myself. can I have a kiss now? I have been to the doctors after all!” you smiled, giving him your best puppy eyes making him sigh smiling slightly. he was so in love with you and he couldn’t believe you where his.

“m’kay.’

leaning down to meet your soft lips, you couldn’t understand why you didn’t tell him sooner. but, you were happy he knew and so was he.

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a/n

I’m thinking I might start a series based of far from home, what do you all think? leave any requests below x

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