#spidermanimagines

[wordsarelife]

DAY 8: UNDERNEATH THE TREE

pairing: tasm!peter parker x gn!reader

summary: you and peter both struggle to find the perfect gift and end up proving why you belong together

warnings: reader is risking her health and safety

notes: this is a bit ridiculous, but it's christmas time, so whatever huh?

"what about a cd?" gwen pointed at the stand to your right. the shop was filled with multiple things you could gift someone, just not peter. you wanted your gift to be meaningful and you just couldn't get it right.

"no" you shook your head "he probably owns every cd in the world already"

"what about a sweater?" gwen asked. you knew she wouldn't just give up like that. she had made it her mission to get the perfect gift for you. she thought if she would just name various things she knew peter liked, it would make eventually click.

you shook your head once again and gwen sighed. "you know he isn't the president, right?" she raised her brows at you "he will certainly like anything you get for him"

"i know" you said "but i don't just want him to like it, i want to make him speechless at how perfect it is"

"i don't think such a gift exists" gwen noted "why don't you just draw something or make your own mixtape?" she suggested

"peter is far better at drawing than i am" you shrugged "and i cannot deal with computers, you know that"

"okay" gwen nodded "then think about something that connects the both of you. perhaps something only you guys even know about?"

"ugh" you threw your head back, trying to think of anything "there is nothing, my mind is literally just blank"

"okay" gwen took you by your arm and walked you out of the shop "we're not getting anywhere with this"

"where are we going?"

"central park" she answered simply "where you guys met, maybe that'll help you"

"sure" you shrugged your shoulder "might be worth a try"

the way was shorter than you had anticipated and a few minutes later you were standing at the exact spot you and peter had run into each other.

"and..?" gwen wondered

"give me a minute" you turned around yourself, looking at everything like you had done that day.

there were memories quickly flashing through your mind, a boy with a skateboard, a book flying in the air, a wheel falling off a board.

"the wheels" you exclaimed suddenly

"huh" gwen looked up from her fingernails with raised brows "the what?"

"the wheels" you repeated even more excited "when peter and i ran into each other, meaning literally ran into each other, one of the wheels of his skateboard losened and fell off. we didn't find it, so i bought him a new one"

"so what's the plan?" gwen asked crossing her arms, looking at you suspiciously after she saw your face light up. "no" she shook her head

"come on!" you pleaded "that would be the most romantic gift ever!"

"you really think that wheel would still be here a year later?"

"maybe" you shrugged in a sing song. "where's the romantic in you, gwen?"

"i am romantic" gwen exclaimed offended "just not hopeless, like you are"

"you go look there, i'll search here" you directed and gwen gave in with an eye roll.

it took you about three hours to give up. there wasn't anything close to a wheel laying around in that park.

"what did i tell you?" gwen asked when you guys had sat down on a bench "it's gone"

"well" you pushed your hair out of your face "there is still one place we haven't checked" your eyes darted to the little pond next to you

"no, y/n" gwen said "it's december!"

you took off your scarf and mittens, putting them down on the bench "it's romance!" you argued.

gwen watched in horror as you got out of your jacket. "no, this is madness! you're going to freeze to death"

"i don't care" you got rid of your sweater too. the last piece of clothing you were willing to remove in public. "your apartment isn't too far from here, i'll be fine"

"y/n" gwen shook her head once again "please don't make me tell peter that you died"

"i won't" you assured, before you slowly walked into the water. "ooh!" you bellowed "yeah, this is cold"

"i told you!"

"too late now, anyway" you muttered and with one last look in gwen's direction, you quickly immersed into the water, diving through it and searching for a hint of the lost wheel. you had almost shrieked from happiness, when you really did make it out, right beneath you.

you jumped up from the surface, the treasure right in your hand "i got it!" you called and gwen looked up in surprise as you climbed out of the water.

the adrenaline rush was gone as quickly as it had come and you were shivering. "it's so cold" you stuttered.

gwen quickly pulled the jacket over your shaking form, while she was holding her phone to her ear. "she is shaking, so much. i don't know what to do" she spoked into it.

"who are you talking to?" you asked, while you felt like icicles were growing on your whole body

gwen didn't answer you. she just watched you worriedly, while she gently made you sit on the bench. then she took off her jacket and put it over yours.

"what are you doing?" you once again went unanswered.

"when are you going to be here?" gwen asked into the phone.

"now" a voice behind you said, which prompted both you and gwen to turn around.

"peter" you exclaimed in surprise.

"y/n" peter was by your side in a second "what were you thinking?" he seemed to be more asumed than angry, which was a relief to you.

"i wanted to surprise you"

"well, you did just that" he pointed to his backpack "i brought fresh clothes and the suit, come on" he took your hand. "are you getting home?" he asked gwen, who nodded and waved you both goodbye.

peter walked you to a toilet nearby so you could change, when you came out, spiderman was already waiting for you. he swung you both through new york, until you arrived at his place.

after you had showered and changed into your pyjamas, peter was ready for you to explain what had been going on earlier.

"i'm sorry you had to come and get me" you apologized "i was stupid"

"it's no problem" peter assured "by why the hell did you decide to go swimming at the end of december?"

"because of you" you smiled. you could almost see the question marks popping up beside peter's head, so you opened your bag, taking out the wheel and holding it in his direction.

"a skateboard wheel?"

"the skateboard wheel you lost when we ran into each other"

"it was still there?"

"yup" you smiled "just at the bottom of the pond"

"you're an idiot" peter shook his head "you risked your own health to get me this?"

"of course" you shrugged "you would've done the same for me"

peter smiled and got up from the bed. the next second he was holding a book in your direction.

"the book-"

"- i ruined when we met, yeah" peter nodded "it's even signed, i got it off ebay"

you laughed "this is so much better than my stupid idea"

"well" peter said shrugging "i might not have nearly died while getting this, but i'd say your gift is pretty amazing too. thank you, even if you are an idiot"

you laughed "luckily you came and saved me"

"i'd always save you"

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[user220811]

“Get your ass off that chair and come k!ss me”

peter parker x girlfriend!reader imagine (fluff)

warnings: kissing, nothing else

summary: peter wants your attention

it was a saturday morning, as you were sat at your desk where you had been the past 4 hours, studying for upcoming tests in school. you were about to drift off from exhaustion, but was stopped by a little knock on your window. you look up and smile, as you see your boyfriend peter perched on your balcony.

you open the window, and peter smiles sheepishly at you. he climbs through the window into your room, and stands up to be towering over you. he leans in to kiss you, his hands travelling to your hips as he pulls your closer. you kiss back straight away. it was sweet and soft, and when the both of you pulled away, he took in the dark circles under your eyes, and worry filled his own. he looks around the room, and the papers and sticky notes bombarding your desk caught his eye.

“baby, how long have you been studying for?” he says, laughing slightly

“since i woke up” you reply as you walk back to the desk, remembering what you were doing before peter turned up.

“come on you dont need to study anymore,” he says as he walks up behind you sat on the chair, hands on the back of it as he observes you flipping a textbook to the correct page, “you’re gonna do great” he mumbles into your cheek, peppering it with small kisses.

“i only have to go over this last page, i promise it wont take long” you plead

“fine, but dont waste all your energy, i wanna cuddle” peter says, flopping onto your bed

after about 20 minutes, you feel something being thrown at the back of your head. you whip around to see a stuffed bear on the floor next to you, and a smiling peter perched on your bed. his smile falls, as yours is seen to be unreadable.

“hurry upp, im boreddd” peter moans, dragging his words

“okay okay gimme 10 minutes”

peter groans, turning over with his head in a cushion

(10 minutes later)

“baby its been 10 minutes” peter says as his head lifts up, looking towards your slumped figure

“mhm” you reply subconsciously, not really paying attention to what peter was saying, as your pen was going to work on an already filled page of notes.

“get your ass off that chair and come kiss me”

you chuckle at his choice of words, and finally decide to get up, knowing how patient your boyfriend had been. you walk over to your bed, and flop beside peter. he slips his hand beneath your back, and pulls you onto him, both now face to face. you giggle as peter looks at you lovingly.

“you’re so beautiful y/n”

your face turns a light red tint as you place your lips on his. the kiss was long and passionate, whilst his hands went to your waist and yours to his neck. you pull away and snuggle your head into the crook of his neck, him kissing your head with his arms still protectively round your small frame. peter couldnt think of a better way to spend a saturday morning, than having you in his embrace.

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[peterspideyy]

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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[losttinwritings]

period cramps

[Tom Holland x afab!Reader] [772 words]

SUMMARY: you boyfriend, tom holland helps you when you're on your period.

WARNINGS: just fluff.

i lay in a fetal position underneath the covers of mine and tom's queen-sized bed groaning, as the cramps in my abdomen continued to annoy me.

as you may of already guessed, mother nature decided to pay me a visit, while my boyfriend, tom holland is currently on the set of spiderman: far from home filming.

all i want is for him to be home with me in the apartment to give me cuddles and maybe even get me some chocolate. but clearly that won't be happening for a while as he has to work.

I sighed sadly, before reajusting my position on the bed to be more comfortable as I flicked through the channels of the television in front of me.

the heat pack i had placed on me earlier that morning, had fallen off and landed beside me onto the warm cotton covers.

I groaned inaudibly, as I then turned over onto my side before I then manouvered my hand towards the beside table to grab my phone.

once I grabbed it, I pressed my finger onto the home button. the bright light of the screen slightly blinding me as it then turned it self on.

i then smiled, once my eyes landed on my lock screen photo. it was photo of me and tom at disneyland. his arms were wrapped firmly around my waist as I had one of my arms around his neck. i was also wearing minnie mouse ears while he had mickey ones.

that was also the day where I literally spilt strawberry ice cream all over my disney shirt. in fact it was right after taking that photo that it happened.

i smiled once more, before pressing onto the messaging app, then into both mine and my boyfriend, tom's messages we shared together.

messages with "spiderboi💗"

(bold is Tom. Italics is you)

hey babe 😘

hey,

you feeling any better?

💗

yeah, my cramps

are still killing me 💀

that sucks.

anyway, i just

finished up with filming

for the day and am about

to head home.

want me to get you anything?

🤔

alright, get home fast

please. I just want to

cuddle with you 😥

oh and get me

some chocolate

too thanks.

white or regular

chocolate? 🍫

white please.

ok im heading off now.

love you y/n x 😘💗

love you too. 💗

I clicked out of the messages before placing my phone back onto the beside table closest to me. the cramps in my abdomen still not having subsided yet.

I just hoped tom got here soon, cause I don't know how much longer I can last with this unbearable period pain.

just as I sat up in bed, and flicked on the television to 'stranger things' I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the staircase and towards our bedroom. I could easily recognise those footsteps as tom's.

he then entered the bedroom and as soon as he spotted me. he then rushed right over towards where I was currently situated atop of our bed. a shopping bag held in his grasp as well.

"y/n, you still feeling good?" he asked, worryingly. setting the bag of chocolates upon one of the bedside tables. I just nodded, only wanting for him to come near me so we could cuddle and watch stranger things. as well as eating chocolate.

tom then lowered himself down onto the bed, propping himself up in front of the pillows in the process. before I then shifted my spot on the bed to right next to him. where my head lay atop his chest, so I could hear his heartbeat and I snuggled closer into him.

he then moved his arms around me and rested his own head onto the headboard of our bed. as both each of our eyes drifted across the tv screen.

"I love you, y/n." the native of southwest london told me quietly.

"I love you too, tom." I managed to say, my mind now fully off of the pain in my lower region, as our eyes stayed on the images playing out on the tv screen.

it's moments like these i love. when it's just me and tom laying together, legs intertwined, cuddling and watching television together.

how did I get so lucky to end up with someone like him?

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[karlnapsity]

hello.

if you're at all reading this right now.

it was written before i had been killed by Tom's sexiness in his latest photoshoot.

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[damn-stark]

Just ordinary people - Peter Parker/Spider-Man imagine

Peter Parker x reader

A/N- hope you guys like this I know it could be better but I tried my best I promise ill make a better peter imagine soon!! :)

Warning- Angst, fluff

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Ever since he saw you he knew he liked you. He had a crush. No it was no crush he felt like it was more. And when you got a boyfriend he felt heartbroken and felt like he had to move on. He never had the courage to tell you how he felt espically not after you had your boyfriend. Or maybe because you two were best friends and he didn’t want to ruin that. He saw that you were happy and he couldn’t be the one to ruin that. He just had to see you with someone else even if it hurt him.

Ned would always tell him to tell you how he felt always. But Peter couldn’t. He would try and sometimes he would get that courage espically after you were not with your boyfriend but he then remembered something. Something that was part of his life something that could get in the way. Spider-Man. Him being Spider-Man got in the way. He didn’t want to put you in danger. Or have you questioning yourself everytime he wouldn’t make it to a date. His super hero life put him in danger and it could put you in danger.

Even now him not telling you that he was Spider-Man made you two not be as close as you once were. And maybe it was for the best he didn’t want to see you hurt or in danger. And he couldn’t live with himself if he saw something horrible happen to you because of his fault.

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(Y/N)

The air seemed cleaner from higher off the ground more crisp and more fresh then from down the streets in New York. Being so high off the ground also was more peaceful. You could still hear the busy streets down below but only if you were low enough. These were the perks of being a so called ‘hero’ and having powers you can come up to places where you’re normally not or can’t go on. Helping people out is another plus.

A thing that you do hate that’s comes with being a hero is that you have to hide your identity and not tell anyone. Ever since you really used your powers you started going out to help those in need and it’s been hard. Not the helping out part but the part where you have to keep it a secret. Your best friends Peter and Ned aren’t as close because of it. You hate it but it’s something you have to do?

The thing that you also hate is that relationships. You feel like you can’t have a relationship with someone you like because you don’t want to put them or more like him in danger. You have people that don’t like you and if they were to find out who you really were and that could happen any time. Then that would put him in danger. And you wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to him.

That’s why you can’t really tell him how you feel. You can’t expose him like that. You can’t have secrets with him even if you do now. But you’re not dating or anything romantic at all so keeping a secret now that he’s your best friend is better then if you were ever to date him. You really want to tell him how you feel you really do but that’s what stops you from telling Peter Parker. Being his best friend and having a secret that could risk his life.

Also him not feeling the same about you stops you. If you were to tell him how you felt and he didn’t feel the same way then it could ruin everything. You try to tell yourself that it wouldn’t but it would. You’ve been friends since you were young and you’ve liked him since you were young too. Even if you were brave out in the streets you aren’t brave enough in front of him. And when you were he was with Liz. Sometimes in your low moments you wished that you didn’t have what you were born with. Your powers.

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“Okay there’s one in the east part of the building and three in the south.” You say to yourself. Something you always do when you’re out under the mask. You triple scan the building for any more people just to check out and make sure no one is there to surprise you. You go down and stay hidden in the shadows. You see the two people in the east and use your powers to knock them out without making a big deal. You keep moving and try to find what they had hidden and what you’re trying to keep their hands off. Often times you try not to mix yourself in big missions like these because of what could happen because its just you alone but sometimes you didn’t care and risked it.

You quickly hide yourself behind a huge box after you heard someone come. You barely make it behind the box before the women with a huge gun walks by. You take a deep breath and walk through the door. But as you do someone suprises you and pulls you back. You fight to be let go. You kick them but it seems like it doesn’t affect them. You try to raise your hand up to their hand but they have you pinned down. You keep moving around and you hear her call for back up. At that moment you elbow her and grab her head and use your powers to make her see something that isn’t there. Her eyes go wide and she spaces out going to what’s not there.

As you’re about to keep moving you see the back up the women called. They have you surrounded. You look around at them as they have their guns up and pointing them at you. You raise your hands pretending to surrender but as you do you make them see something a illusion. Using your power on so many people is a strain on you. It makes you weak but you have to do it or else they kill you. You keep your hand up as you keeping moving out. You knock them out and they all fall to the ground. You keep trying to look for the weapon they were here for and as you do of course there’s more people.

“Really?” You ask as you roll your eyes behind your mask. They run to you with their guns out and they begin to shoot. You’re about to use your power but two of the womenthat were shooting at you were swooped up to the cieling. You look up and see the one and only Spider-Man. It seems that he meets your eye but you’re not sure because of his mask. You wave at him and he waves back before he keeps moving. You try to keep up with him but it seems that he’s fast at crawling on the ceiling. You enter the room he went in and as you do you’re sent back with a big force and making everything go black.

When you wake up you don’t know what time it is or where exactly you are. Theirs rubble and dust everywhere making your eyes watery and go into a cough fit. You check yourself for any injuries but you don’t have any just you’re new forming bruise on your back now. You pick yourself up and pat off some of the dust. You hear the sound of a distant siren making you realize of someone else who was here. Spider man. In a quick pace you make your way to where you saw him go in last. You look around and see the very weapon you were here to save was in pieces. Their were some of the people that were here to take them on the ground. You ignore them and go and try find Spider-Man.

You hear the sirens get closer so you pick up your pace to try and find Spider-Man faster. You finally see his red suit and it seemed that he was under rubble. You ran over to him and shake him a little to see if he would wake up but he was unconscious. You lift the rubble as best you can before struggling to get him out. You try and pick him up but he’s a bit to heavy and somehow you manage to get him up. You wrap your arms around him and as you do you realize that he’s much smaller person then he appears in the news. You begin to drag him somewhere you could help him out in secret without the police trying to arrest the both of you.

You make it an alleyway far apart from the building and sit him down. You feel sweat go down your forehead so you take off your mask. You didn’t really care if Spider-Man woke up right now and saw your face. You knew about him enough to trust him. After all he does fight along Iron man.

You grab some alcohol and bandages from your bag that you always carry when you’re out and about trying to help out the city and people. You clean his wound that’s above his waist. You move on to his wound that’s just above his jawline. As you’re about to clean his big gash you then begin to freak out mentally because you’re here helping Spider-Man even if he didn’t know you were. As youre about to put alcohol on his wound it seemed that did something because he flinched and moved making him fall to the ground on his side.

“Woah woah woah.” He began to say as he put his hands on the outline of his mask. You back up and put your hands up. He probably thought you were trying to see who he was but you weren’t.

“Hey Hey I’m just cleaning your wound! I’m just helping out! Promise.” You have your hands up and you heard him gasp loudly under his mask. He backed up and stayed quiet. “I was the one also trying to stop them you saw me and you helped me out! Promise I’m not trying to see who you were Just simply helping out.” You ramble on. Something you do when nervous.

He gets up slowly his hands going to his wound. You hear him wince and you’re about to help him but he moves his hand to his neck and to the lining of his mask. You move forward and put your hand on his.

“You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to I can live without knowing.” You tell him as you move your hand to your side. That doesn’t stop him though because he pulls his mask off slowly. He winced again as he was taking it off because of the his gash on his face. You shuffle where you stand akwardly not knowing what to do as he took it off. But as he completely took off his mask and he revealed his face your eyes went wide and you gasped and moved your hand up to your mouth. You take a step back as you saw who it was.

“Peter.” You whisper.

“Hey.” He says in a soft voice. You don’t know what to say at first but then everything starts to make since. All those times he was late to school or didn’t make it to those days where you wanted to hangout with just him, and Ned. That time where he missed school and came back with a bruise. He was with iron man.

“You’re Spider-Man... makes since.” You say still in a quiet voice. “Well I’m you know now Uhmm well the Physic angel or whatever don’t really like the name but you know I—- I’ll just stop now.... Hi peter.” You keep rambling on not knowing what to say to him but you think maybe a sorry should work.

“Look I’m so—-“ you both start saying a the same time before realizing it and stopping it. You signaled him to go first he hesitated wanting you talk first but he continued on.

“I’m sorry for not telling you before I just didn’t want to.... put you in danger.... I wanted to I really did but I didn’t want to risk it and then if something happened because I did then I don’t think I could live with myself.” He explained as he scratched the back of his head. You smiled at him and grabbed his shoulder.

“It’s fine peter I understand I did the same thing. I hid my other part of my life and distanced myself for the same reason I’m sorry.” He looked up to you finally meeting your gaze. He smiled as he saw your smile but his seemed like a shy smile. His smile made you feel butterflies in your stomach him just being her made you feel like your heart was beating faster in your chest. He looked down at again and rubbed the back of his neck. He stepped back and seemed to be struggling with something.

“You okay peter?” You ask reaching out for him with your hand. He looked up to you and got close again but this time closer than before.

“I was just thinking of how right now I could’ve died and—“

“But you didn’t you’re fine Peter don’t say that.” You inturrupt him.

“I know but I still could’ve and I would’ve died without letting you know something.....I’m sorry it has to be here and now but I can’t hide it anymore...y/n I..... I-I really li-like y-you like more then friends and I have for a long time I just never had the nerves to tell ac-“ he keeps rambling on but you inturrpet him with a kiss. He seemed suprised by the sudden action but he then melted into the kiss and put his hand on your cheek. The kiss felt like fireworks went off. It felt great and right like you were missing apart of something. He pulled apart but his faces was still inches from yours.

“I would understand you know if you don’t want to date you know because of what we do. Of who we are.... I know it’s not easy and I would understand.” He said makind you giggle. A blush crept onto his face and he seemed confused on why you were laughing.

“Peter if that kiss didn’t tell you that I liked you and wanted to be with you then maybe I can show you again but peter I like you too. I have for a while too. And you know us having another identity and doing hero stuff shouldn’t matter and I just realized that. We’re just ordinary people who deserve to do ordinary people stuff and not let our hero stuff get in the way.” You tell him causing him to smile. “We’re just ordianry people.”

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[ooftherails]

j’taime 🥀🌷

Word Count: roughly 1676

Summary: Peter breaks up your friendship for no apparent reason.

A/N: You’re french oop.

You sat alone at your lunch table. A few weeks ago you had friends. You had somebody. Peter had been your best friend since 5th grade. It was amazing how in a matter of seconds anything can happen. Peter just suddenly stopped talking to you. It seemed like Ned was your replacement "enfant stupide." (Stupid kid) you muttered as you ate your sandwich. "Who, Peter..?' You jumped, scared. it was Michelle. You sighed and nodded. Michelle shrugged and spoke up, "I don't know half of what you just said but it seemed hostile.. Not that I care." You continued eating your sandwich, thinking of peter, you knew you had grown feelings; strong ones.

It had become more than a silly crush but you brushed it off. "Its nothing.." you muttered as michelle rolled her eyes and left. 'Why me..? What did I do..?' You thought as you packed you book in your backpack. Making eye contact with Peter, you quickly looked away and leave the cafeteria. Peter shook his head and continued talking to Ned.

Homework had been a big part of Your daily schedule and you never left it for something else. How else were you supposed to get into your favourite college..? Yet, the impossible seemed possible. "It'll be fun.." your friend spoke whilst you huffed on the other end of the phone. "I don't think so.." You responded as you played with a strand of your hair "I have homewo-." Your friend interrupted You “Homework. Blah blah, whats a bit of work when we could go have some fun..?" You sighed and nodded your head. Although your friend couldn't see you. "I'll be there, goodbye." You hung up and sighed, in frustration this time. Getting up, you stretched. 'Great, why do I agree to such things..?' You thought. Stalking toward your closet, you picked out some shorts and a yellow blouse. You was determined to have a fun night although it wasn't your scene. Looking around, you grab ‘Forget me' a book you were determined to finish.

Loud music could be heard and the smell of alcohol was faint but nonetheless could be picked up as you drove through the unfamiliar neighbourhood. Finally reaching the house, You park to the side. Since the houses parking lot is filled to the brim with cars, you can't really park there. Quickly spoting your friend on the lawn, You get out of the car and jog towards her. "hey..!" Your friend shouted making you roll your eyes playfully. "Whats the point of this..?" You asked as you forced a smile. “Listen.." Your friend paused and looked at you seriously. "We're teenagers, live a little. Get yourself out there." You sighed whilst hearing your closest friend talk. "Anyway, I'm gonna go, see ya (nickname)." That little nickname made your heart pang with hurt. Peter used to call you That. You shook your head in sadness and made your way towards the front door. Opening the door, right there and then, your eyes met with Peters'. His glare was impossible to miss. You whimpered quietly and walked towards the living room. "Penis Parker, what's up? So where's your pal Spider-Man? Let me guess: In Canada with your imaginary girlfriend? Oh wait, that's not Spider-Man. That's just Ned in a red shirt" Flash simply pissed you off. The tears built up in your eyes had gone away as anger began to fill you. "Shut up..!" You shouted making Flash stop his djaying. "You keep saying all of this shit yet what are you good for..?" Flash scoffed and kept on djaying, not saying another word. Suddenly, Peter grabbed your shoulder roughly and led you to an unoccoupied bathroom. "What's your deal?!" He sneers "What's your problem?!" You snaps back. This had been the first time in weeks he had spoken to you. "I don't get it, why the fuck are you sticking up for me, so you can break me down all over again..?!" He replies. "W-what are you talking about..?" You were genuinely confused. Tears filled your eyes but you refused to let him see the damage he had caused. "Oh I don't know, that i'm an insolent idiot and more naive than a baby..? How could you do that..?!?" You paused and your eyes widened as you realised what he was talking about.

—Flashback—

You aren’t the gossip type yet you seem to get dragged into it all the time. Flash had spread rumours that you supposedly liked him. You snort. "Please, I would never have a crush on such an insolent idiot. That guy is more naive than a baby. Yea he likes me and we’re friends but I would never like him back" You knew no one could hear what you said or they would tell Flash. Yet, Peter was there listening to the conversation. It was by accident. The poor kid was looking for a trash can. The paper ball in his hand crumpled as he squeezed in anger, sadness, and disappointment. He couldn't believe what his best friend was saying behind his back. Of course it wasn't about him but he thought otherwise. He never heard the word 'Flash' or anything apart from the insult. He had a crush on you and Flash-your friend- accidentally found out so thats why he thought it was about him. It was stupid, really. Ever since then, Peter cut off all connections and led on with his life.

—Flashback Over—

"Peter, I—" You pause, struggling to get the words out. "I wasn't talk-." Peter interrupts you "I fucking hate you!!" He pushes you. whimper leave your mouth and Peter's eyes suddenly turn soft as if he just realises what he did. "Oh m-my god I." You storm out of the bathroom and leave without turning back for some fresh air. getting in your car, you go to the first place that crosses your mind; the place where you would always go with Parker, which was a specific bench in a nearby park. The blinking lights of the streets glare on your window; it had rained that day.

You pulled up at the park and left your car, locking it behind you. The fresh smell of wet leaves bring back memories of the old times. "What the hell happened..?" You muttered sadly.

You walk over to the unoccupied bench which was surprisingly dry. Sitting down, you gets lost in thought. You finally snap back when someone taps her shoulder. Surprised, you look over, "S-Spiderman?" You ask; startled. After You stormed out, Peter decided to follow you, as Spider-man though. He didin't want to fight. "you come here too..?" he asks. You slowly nods, looking down  at your feet, "well.. I used to, I don't really pass by here anymore.." You whisper in the silent cold night. "Why not?" he asks, pretending to be curious. You sigh. "just brings back memories that I'd rather forget.." You reply. His heart shattered, "oh.. why?" he manages to say. You look up at the tree in the distance, its' leaves peacefully drifting in the wind, "There's this person that heard me say something that was meant for someone else.  T-they thought I was directing it to them.." you said, your eyes flooding with tears. "Well, what happened..?" he asks, trying to untangle the mess that was made, and trying to understand it. "But I don't even know you. Why should I tell you..?" You responded back, barely a whisper. Scratching the back of his head, Spidey shrugged "It's always nice to vent..?" You nodded slowly, "Well, a friend at my school; Flash, had spread false rumors about me liking him, and one of my friends; Peter, overheard me when I said that I'd never like Flash because he is a 'naïve insolent idiot'. But I think my friend didn't hear me say Flash so he didn't know  I was talking about Flash.. so..-- so, he took it personally and assumed i was talking about him instead .." you say, disappointed, looking back down. "Its quite stupid actually but now Peter won't talk to me." You vented, tears ran down your cheeks as you closed your eyes. "It hurts, Y'know..? I miss him. His fluffy hair, beautiful eyes, his dorky personality." Peter's heart ached with sadness. How could he have done a thing to such a nice person. At this point he just wanted to hug you tightly and never let you go, to stop you from crying. He was an idiot to think you were talking about him.

"I'm so so sorry.." He spoke out. You laughed sadly, "It's not your fault." You paused for a moment. "Wait, why are you sorry.." You was confused. Spiderman slowly slides the mask off his face, revealing his true identity. You gasp and turn red. "P-Peter?" He looks down at the ground. You quickly realise who you just vented to. You looks over to the distant tree once again, the leaves still softly blowing in the wind and sniffle. He whispers, "Im sorry...for assuming..everything, I-." He stops to think. "I didn't mean to hurt you.." You turns over to look at him. Reaching out his hand, Peter wipes the tears off her rosey cheeks. He cups her face in his hands and looks down. You lift his head up, smile kindly, and whisper softly. “Même après tout ce temps, je t'aime toujours, Peter. Mes sentiments sont-ils destinés à être comme ça pour toujours ?Tout ce que je sais c'est que je t'aime, Peter."  (Even after all this time, I still love you, Peter. Are my feelings destined to be like this forever? All I know is I love you, Peter.) Peter looks at you akwardly and thinks as he tries to decifer what you just said. "Uh. Oui oui?" He laughs nervously as you tries to hold back a laugh, "I love you, idiot.~" Peter suddenly smile as if he won the lotto and chuckles. “More than friends?” Peter asks shyly. You lock your lips with his and kiss. “Does that answer your question, Mr.Parker?” You jokingly say. Peter’s cheeks go red as he nods.

"Rose"   "Yeah?"      "C-Can I kiss you?"   "Get over here."   

yEeHaw (aka tHe enD)

#peter parker #spiderman #peterparkerimagines #spidermanimagines #peter parker fluff #peter parker angst

[bestfanimagines-blog]

Imagine helping Peter after he gets into a fight

W o r d C o u n t : 1 1 5 2

I lay in bed reading one of my favorite Stephen King's books when a soft yet crackling noise resonates above me and after a few seconds a few more. Even though it was soft, it disturbed me more than I wanted to admit to myself. Specially while still adapting to a whole new life here in NYC.

Being from a small town outside of London, I was used to live in a peacefully and uneventful environment and the whole change to New York has gotten my anxiety ringing all sort of bells.

I’ve been living with May and her nephew Peter for the last 5 months of my life and I can say it’s been the best 5 months. Moving here all by myself to a whole new country was scare, but as soon as I landed in their home I’ve felt happy, genuinely happy and the safest I’ve felt (excluding times when noises freaked me out). May treated me as if I was her own daughter while Peter made sure that both my life at home and at school were as smooth as a baby’s butt, which I’m profoundly grateful for.

With days passing, Peter had gone from my roommate to my best friend, I knew that whenever I needed someone to talk to, big or small, he’d be right there for me. And that’s what happened about 3 weeks ago... When I found Peter’s biggest secret... - it was an uneventful afternoon and I had a huge math test coming up so I needed that extra study, but somehow my headphones were missing, which made me venture myself into Peter’s room, maybe he wouldn’t mind if I used his for a few hours, when for my amazement, walking inside I see none other than... SPIDER-MAN!

And as you can imagine, that striked as very unfamiliar but also somewhat uncomfortable. I mean he literally was breaking into someone else’s house... but that’s when things got funny... Spider-Man decides to take off his mask (obviously unaware of my presence at the time) and I see that Spider-Man IS Peter! (But try and ignore I said that, it’s a secret, we’re not suppose to know about it !!)

And ever since then we’ve been completely inseparable, where I’d go Peter would follow and where Peter would go, I’d follow too. It was as simple as a true and meaningful and heartfelt friendships (even though sometimes maybe I felt more than that).

I gently put down my book, standing up and looking around the room - I knew May had gone out so I was pretty much alone and freaking out. I walk up to the window, carefully to make sure there were no serial killers on the balcony when I open the door and peek outside and that when Spider-Man drops into my balcony, somewhat limping and holding into his side. I jump back and gasp as he stands there, resting my hand on my chest.

“Oh my god Peter, you can’t do that...” I mumble softly, noticing now how badly injured he was and gasp softly.

“Oh shit, what happened?” I ask quickly as I drape an arm around his waist as he holds onto my neck and I help him inside and slowly walk him to bed, gently helping him sit, gently helping him with his mask as he pulls it off. As he does, I notice some of the bruises all over his face as well as some small cuts here and there, specially on his lower lip and bite my lip hard.

“If you think I look like crap, you should see the other guy...” He mumbles, giving me a weak grin and I can’t help but smile. Even hurt he kept his good humor, that was just one of many things I loved about him.

“I’ve told you before that you should be more careful with yourself... May hates when you come home like this and honestly I’m not a fan” I mumble as I gently help him strip his suit, kind of keeping my eyes on his, stopping myself from looking down at his... well everything!

“Oh what? Not a fan? British people are so hard to please aren’t they?” He grins softly as he kicks it off and I roll my eyes and take his suit on my arms.

“When it means you’re hurt, yes.” I mumble as I bite my lip. “Stay there, I’m gonna get some stuff to take care of your situation and I’ll bring your sweats and a T-shirt from your room. Please don’t move.” I mumble before walking out and heading to his room. I drop the suit in his desk chair and grab a few clean clothes before I walk into the bathroom and grab a few cotton pads along with some bandages and some rubbing alcohol.

I walk back into the room and watch him as he looks around my room and smiles when he sees me. “You know what, you’re worst than May when it comes to this, I’m a superhero... actually I’m an avenger and I can take care of myself...” he mumbles as he grins proudly while I start dipping some cotton pads into the alcohol and start cleaning up the small cuts on his face and he whimpers and I chuckle.

“I thought you were an Avenger and could take care of yourself.” I repeat jokingly at his reaction to the cotton pad and he rolls his yes yet again and smiles goofily up at me.

“Yes I just fought about 100 guys with guns... that makes me specially doesn’t it?” He smiles and I smile back, somewhat showing a proud smile.

“It makes you super special” I mumble softly as I toss the pad in the bin and I reach for another one and start cleaning up his bottom lip, that was yet again for the 3rd time this week bleeding. I gently dip the pad on the alcohol. “It’s gonna sting a little bit” I mumble as I gently start tapping on his lip gently. Standing between his legs as he sat on top of my bed semi naked and can’t help but look into his eyes for a moment and then down at his lips and blushing bright red. Once I’m done, I gently run my thumb over his bottom lip and in an impulse, I lean in and gently crash my lips against his, closing my eyes as I gently and tenderly kiss him. After a second, I feel him kiss me back and blush even harder, smiling softly against his lips.

“I’ll be sure that this isn’t my last fight, if this is what happens afterwards.” I chuckles and looks up at me, gently moving his hand to my hips.

I giggle and roll my eyes “Jus don’t die.” I smile and lean in and kiss him again.

#imagines #peterparker #spiderman #spidermanimagines #peterparkerimagines #marvel #marvelimagines #peter #references #imaginesblog #fandomblog #avengersimagines #avengers

[spideyboi-imagines-blog]

Saved - 1 (Peter Parker T.H)

You sighed as you heard the voicemail of your best friend, after ringing him for the fourth time that night.

Hi! It's Parker, Peter Parker. Call me later? His chirpy voice sounded through your phone speaker, as you sat on the curb of the road, sniffing slightly, rubbing your watery eyes furiously.

"Peter? It's Y/N. I've rang you , like,  four times now. Can you please pick up? I... I needed a lift home, but Mom is out of town, and Y/S/N isn't replying and I don't wanna walk through Queens by myself in the dark and-"

The answering machine cut off with a beep and you cursed softly.

"Damnit, Parker."

You couldn't wait any longer - you'd been sat outside your boyfriends - well, ex boyfriend, now - house for twenty minutes now, after storming out after a particularly bad argument, and you probably needed to accept that   neither Peter, nor your sister, was going to pick up the phone anytime now. Pulling your sweater sleeves down, to cover your cold hands, and swinging your bag over your shoulder, you looked up at the darkening sky, the moon just beginning to show, and began the twenty minute walk home.  It'll be fine. You told yourself, chewing at your already bitten-to-the-quick nails. It's not even properly dark yet.

Your phone was in your hands, so you'd have something to look at, anything, to distract you, from the anxiety that was building up in your stomach, but you had no one to text. The only people you were close enough to message were seemingly ignoring you, and you found yourself wondering just why Peter was ignoring you. Perhaps he was with Ned , you mused, or MJ. You didn't know exactly why you felt jealous at that. It's not like Peter and I were best friends first or anything... You thought sarcastically, hating your slightly bitter tone.

You were ten minutes away from your home, a little apartment on the top floor of a building on the outskirts of Queens, you realised, as you passed a closed café you often frequented, for the ice blue slushies that you and Peter drank on a hot day, or warm pepper mint coffee in the midst of winter. You could do with a warm drink right now, at eight o clock in November, your warm breath steaming out in front of you, visible from the dim light of your phone.

A  ping came from your phone, distracting you from your surroundings.

Peter Parker 🦕 is typing...

A small smile appeared on your face. He hadn't forgotten you at all. He was just busy. Your anxious thoughts subsided for a few minutes - you weren't annoying him, he-

"Give me the phone." A harsh voice spoke from in front of you, and a tiny, shocked, shriek, elicited from your lips, as you looked up to see a teenager, perhaps only a few years older than you, his face partially shadowed by a hood from his jumper.

He was taller than you, only by a little, and in the day time, perhaps you wouldn't have been so scared.

But nighttime, in an empty street? A whole other thing.

You froze, like a deer, in headlights.

"I-"

"Give me the phone." He snapped.

"No, I-" You protested weakly, thinking about how many photos and memories were contained in the iPhone in your hand, the one you cursed yourself for waving it around, almost asking to be robbed.

"I won't ask again. Give me the fucking phone."

You were trembling, as you held out the phone, trying to think of anyway you could get away. But you knew, in the stupid heeled boots that adorned your feet, you couldn't exactly run.

He grabbed it hastily, and it occurred to you that he didn't seem like a very experienced robber, him looking around every few seconds for what you could only assume were the authorities, that very rarely patrolled this part of Queens anyway.

"Please, don't take my phone-"

You were cut off, shrieked again, not by the boy in front of you, but by a presence, another person, who seemed to have dropped from the fucking rooftops.

You blinked, ready to run, heeled boots be damned, when you properly looked at the person, and felt a gasp elicit from your lips. Spider-Man?

"Everything okay here?" He looked directly at you, in a tone that sounded deep, but almost as if he was putting it on - it kept cracking.

The robber in front of you was as pale as you now, mouth open wide

in surprise.

"H-He took my phone." You were still trembling from shock, pointing at the older boy in front of you.

The boy looked down at your phone, back to Spider-Man, back to you, and then, quick as a flash, dropped it to the ground and took off running, faster than you would have guessed he could have.

You immediately dived towards the mobile, on the ground, picking it up hastily, as Spider-Man took off too, after the would-be robber.

You were still shaking, but more in shock than in genuine fear. Two or three large cracks now were on your phone screen, and you sighed a little, but were just glad that that was the only casualty of the night. The notification from before Peter Parker 🦕 is typing... still remained on your screen, but no more joined it. No frantic phone calls from the boy, not even a single text was on the screen. You stared at that for a few seconds, unsure of what you had done to him to cause him to ignore you, before deciding that the situation at hand was arguably more important.

Standing up, dusting off your baggy jeans, you carefully zipped your phone into your bag, surprised the robber hadn't tried to take that also. You looked around, to see that both people who had been on the street with you a few moments ago had both disappeared. What were you supposed to do? Wait for Spider-Man to come back? You decided that you had already waited around enough for people tonight, and began glumly walking back home again, looking around you constantly, on edge, and therefore, saw Spider Man just before he frightened the living daylights out of you again, dropping down from above you.

"Jesus, dude, you really need to stop fucking doing that." You pointed out, crossing your arms.

"Sorry, ma'am." He had an almost grin in his voice.

Huh. Ma'am?

"You okay?" He continued, still trying to put on that deep tone. You could almost swear you recognised it.

You shrugged. "I guess."

"Why are you walking around alone?" He questioned.

"Broke up with my boyfriend. I was hoping my friend would come walk me home - he knows I don't like the dark much. He didn't show though."

You very much sounded like you needed pity, and you very much so hated that. You continued.

"It's fine. He was just busy. He's busy a lot."

The boy next to you, walking, not swinging around the rooftops as he was usually pictured, paused for a few moments.

"I'm sure he wanted to be there, he-"

You shrugged. "It's like this a lot. I'm, unfortunately, used to it. I get it. We're just growing apart."

"I-I'm sure that's not it-"

"Look, Spider-Man , I don't need you to be my shrink or whatever."

You laughed a little. "But thankyou. For saving me."

He turned in your direction, and you'd imagine, without a mask, he'd be grinning. A soft grin, that barely pulled up the corners of his mouth - he'd be tired, you guessed, and -

"No problem. What's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Hi Y/N, I'm Spider-Man." He replied.

You laughed. "I don't get a real name?"

He paused again. "I-I don't usually-"

"It's fine dude. I get it. Anonymity is key." You smiled softly, before walking in silence for a few minutes.

"You gonna follow me the whole way home, Spidey?"

"Just wanna make sure you're safe."

"I appreciate it." You smiled at him, before looking up at the building in front of you. "Well, this is me."

You looked at him.

"See ya around, Spidey."

He laughed, a cute laugh, that, god didn't you recognise it?

"See ya around, Y/N."

#peter parker #spiderman #spidermanfanfiction #spidermanimagines #spidermanimagine #peterparkerimagines #peterparkerimagine #tomholland #spidermanfluff

[awwwpeterparker]

Dating Peter Parker Would Include:

oMg OmG it was sooooo awkward at first

like : OOOO

it all started when you didn’t sleep the night before because my lord your phone is just really hard to put down

and you were walking down the hallway, rushing to math class 

and when you looked up you saw the most cutest boy in the world standing at his locker 

you tried to be not noticeable and looked down

for a split second 

like half of a half of a half of a second 

and tripped over someones shoe and totally face planted into his locker door

he immediately caught you

“oh my god! a-are you al-alright?”

“um yes but I do want to crawl into a hole right about now”

omg your blushing woooo you claimed his heart 

and your little embarrassed smile woo now he’s blushing 

after that exchange, you both traded numbers and planned to go get coffee right after school

at that moment he totally forgot that he was Spiderman and when he realized it a bit later, he planned to skip last period to do his neighborhood check arriving at the school entrance for you just in time

after coffee, you both started to walk to your apartment

you accidentally touched hands and both of you blushed adorably

and you thought “man fuck it” 

and just grabbed his hand and held on

He started blushing and became a stuttering mess

you thought it was so adorable

when you both arrived

he was so sad and tried to hide his pout

but you could tell and kissed him on the cheek

ruffled his hair

and when you opened your door halfway you turned around to see him and he was bright red

and standing the exact same way you left him

but wildly smiling

you giggled and went inside

from then on you both started to become more than friends ;)))

your smile was always his favorite thing about you

your laugh and blushes came in a close second 

he would always do stupid little puns to make you giggle

“Hey y/n how do you organize a space party?”

“Oh god Parker not again”

“you plan-et”

“I hate you more than words can express” 

and it always ended up working 

cuddles 

oh baby jesus

every time he sees you he’d be touching you in some way

no, he didn’t make out with you in public

but he’d always hold the small of your back

or your hand 

and omg he loved making little small circles on the back of your hand with his thumb

and the both of you knew you were about to let go if they squeezed your hand twice

May, of course, loved your entire existence 

she was like a second mother to you, and you were a daughter for her

sometimes if Peter wasn’t there, you would just go to talk to her

and you loved ranting to her about Peters cuteness even though she was his aunt 

and of course, he did the same when you weren’t there

he would gush about you all the time even if you were in the same room

and man he loved to stare 

about 50 bajillion times you would turn to face him and you’d see his head resting on his palm and he’d give you the “lovesick” puppy face

but who were you kidding

he caught you staring only about 30 million times too

kisses kisses kisses kisses kisses kisses kisses kisses

he loves them so much

forehead kisses

nose kisses

chin kisses 

hand kisses 

shoulder kisses

neck kisses

cheek kisses

and his favorite, lip kisses

and he’d love to tease you, but just one sad look from you would send him into a kissing rampage 

and would apologize about a gazillion times

and would hug you until you said you forgave him

yes, it annoyed you but it also meant he really cared for you

he was the spoon man

if you even just sat onto his bed for a split second 

he would wrap his arms around your stomach and lay you both down, back to his stomach, and rested his face in your soft hair

it would most likely end up in one of you falling asleep

If you fell asleep he would not move a muscle and stay absolutely still not wake you

if he fell asleep, you would turn around and play with his hair and eventually got up (quietly so you wouldn’t wake him) and clean his room or start doing your homework

that's actually how you found out he was spider-man

you were organizing his closet and found the red and blue

you pulled it up and knew

“OH MY GOD PETER YOU’RE SPIDER-MAN!”

he fell out of bed “wh-what?”

“OMG MY BOYFRIEND IS SPIDER-MAN”

“OH MY GOD! Y/N WHERE DID YOU FIND THAT?”

“I WAS JUST CLEANING YOUR CLOSET DON’T YELL AT ME :(”

“ok ok, I’m sorry! no one can know about this! I’m really serious! nobody can find out!”

“yeah yeah, I promise but dude tell me everything!”

“wait you’re not mad”

“No I just think this is incredible, but you have to promise me that you won’t do anything too dangerous!”

you both pinky promised to keep both of your promises

he pulled you into a giant hug 

it ended up in him answering your every question and cuddling till you both fell asleep

every “study sesh” would just end up into a makeout sesh

“peter noo I have a chem test tomorrow!” you say as he pulls you into his lap and starts kissing your neck

“pleaseeee” he’d beg and then tickled you until you agreed and ended up staying the night ;)

no you guys did not have sex! you both cuddled and usually fell asleep to a movie!

you guys were each other's firsts though, but that wasn’t until about 2 months in

morning texts were his THING man!!

here are some examples from this week:

“morning beautiful!”

“I love you so much!”

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, and I can’t wait to see you on the subway! <3″ 

and of course morning kisses

you’d sleep over on Friday nights and in the morning he’d whisper “time to wake up sleeping beauty” 

and you’d groan, turn over, and fall back sleep

he’d then start kissing you starting at your forehead, and then slowly go down your body until you’d sit up and kiss him back

mornings were both of your favorites!

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[wordsarelife]

—tolerate it

pairing: tasm!peter parker x reader

summary: maybe you and peter had done a good job at ignoring your problems, or maybe there was nothing worth saving anymore

warnings: toxic!peter, basically a very toxic relationship, underage drinking, a bit too much drinking.. let me know if i missed something

note: the ending is a bit in the air, you can make out of it what you want

"hey! how are you?" gwen hugged you smiling and sat down on the sofa beside you.

"i'm good" you smiled "where's harry?" you asked, finding it weird that he was nowhere in sight.

"oh he's off playing beer-pong with his friends" gwen explained "i saw you across the room and thought i'd join you" she paused, unsure if she should say what she was thinking, but eventually did "you looked lonely"

you nodded your head and gwen swore she saw you blink away a tear. "thanks for sitting by me" you smiled and then looked around the room quickly "i don't know where he is, he told me to wait here. it's been an hour since i've last seen him"

"oh sweetheart" you had almost bursted into tears at her caring tone "he just left you here?"

you shrugged, it's not like that was something new to you. peter would often bring you with him to these frat parties, just to disappear into thin air the moment you entered a place.

"i don't mind" you lied and gwen looked at you unbelievingly. "it's great that you are here, finally someone i know" you meant to change the topic, but gwen furrowed her brows at that.

"he left you alone and you don't even know anyone?" she asked unbelievingly "does he know how dangerous these parties can get?"

the question was rhetoric. of course peter knew that.

"i don't drink" you said, as if that would make it any better.

"doesn't matter" gwen shook her head "everyone else does" she took a calming breath "why would you even be here when you just sit on your own?"

"because peter likes to take me with him"

"and he isn't anywhere to be found" gwen looked around the room "typical"

"he doesn't always do that"

"he did it back in highschool too" gwen reminded you "i thought he had stopped with that, i thought he had changed, was the only explanation for me how you guys were still together"

"i really don't mind"

"well you should" she looked at you worriedly "why don't you just break up with that dick, y/n?"

"i love him" you said as if that would excuse everything. "i have loved him for the past five years"

"and he treats you like that?"

you shrugged. "i can't help it" you almost said bitterly "sometimes i hate him, especially when he does things like that, but i still love him"

"do you think that is healthy?" gwen asked genuinely.

you shook your head and tears brimmed at your eyes. "no" you looked into her eyes and she could've almost started crying too. "love shouldn't be like this, right? loving someone should be easy" you turned your head to look at harry and gwen followed the direction your eyes where going "it looks easy for you two"

gwen had to be honest "it's not always easy" she admitted.

"i know" you said "but i don't think it should make me feel how i feel"

"how do you feel?"

"hurt" you simply said "i feel hurt any time i look at him"

gwen was ready to repeat her earlier advice, simply convincing you to finally break up with peter parker, but to her surprise you weren't finished.

you breathed a shaky breath. "and i feel guilty" you almost whispered "there was a time where it was easy to love him, as easy as breathing and doing it made me happy. it felt like back then we were loving each other the right way and now-" you paused and sighed "i don't think we have been loving each other the right way for a long time. but somehow we still belong together, even if that doesn't make sense in the slightest"

"i don't know if it does" gwen said honestly "but that doesn't make it wrong" she thought about what to tell you, and her mind slipped by the question if a frat party was the right place for a conversation like that, but she continued to speak anyway. "did you ever tell peter that?"

"what?" you looked up to her in surprise.

"maybe it would help both of you to talk about it" gwen suggested "he might be feeling the same way" she shrugged. "but just so you know, his behaviour is still absolutely unacceptable and if he doesn't change it up i'll have harry take care of him"

"thank you" you smiled, hugging her.

when you sat back down, there was a loud voice calling your name and soon enough peter entered your field of vision. he was being held up by harry.

"he's wasted" harry explained, which wouldn't have been necessary. you had known it immediately when you had first heard him call for you.

"y/n" peter slurred, trying to free himself out of harry's hold "let's make out"

you sighed and ignored him, instead turning your head at harry and gwen. "could you maybe help me to get him home?" you asked "i would do it alone, but it's late and i don't—“

"of course" gwen interrupted your rambling. harry nodded as well.

"thank you" you said, relieved.

gwen and harry helped you navigate through the crowded party, guiding peter, who was clearly in no state to walk on his own. as you exited the chaos of the frat house, the cool night air hit you, and you couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration and exhaustion.

"he's really out of it," harry remarked, glancing at peter struggling to keep his balance.

"yeah" you nodded, a tinge of embarrassment in your voice. "i appreciate your help. i didn't want to deal with this alone."

gwen gave you a sympathetic look "you shouldn't have to deal with this at all," she said, genuine concern etched on her face.

as you reached peter’s place, you collectively managed to get him inside and settled on the couch. harry, ever the protective friend, shot peter a disapproving look.

"i’ll take care of him," you assured them, grateful for their assistance.

harry hesitated, "are you sure you're okay?"

you nodded, "yeah, i’ll manage. thanks again for helping."

after gwen and harry left, you found yourself alone with peter, who was now slumped on the couch, still lost in the haze of alcohol. you sighed, both annoyed and exhausted by the evening's events.

you unfolded one of the blankets, burying peter under it. then you made sure he was laying on the side and set a few alarms to check on him throughout the night. you left the room, slipping into the bed in the other room.

the night was not as busy as you had predicted it to be. peter did not wake up and was fine and breathing as normal any time you checked on him, probably thanks to his faster metabolism, getting rid of the alcohol as fast as it had registered in his body.

it was only nine a.m. when you silently walked out of the bedroom on your way to the toilet. peter was still asleep, peacefully laying on the couch. your eyes softened when they fell on him. he looked so tired, but still much more like him than yesterday.

he was just sitting up when you came back from the bathroom. "hey" he muttered, his voice hoarse.

"hi"

you contemplated gwen's words from yesterday, the sincerity in her eyes when she spoke about love not always being easy. the heaviness in your chest returned as you looked at peter, wondering if it was time to address the issues that had been piling up between you.

"peter," you said, your voice firm but weary. "i think we need to talk."

he blinked at you, not quite awake yet. "talk? right now?"

"yes, peter, right now" you took a deep breath. "I can't keep feeling like this. like i'm alone in our relationship like i'm waiting for you all the time."

his brow furrowed in confusion, but you pressed on, "i love you, but things can't continue like this. we need to figure out if we're still right for each other."

peter's eyes widened. "what are you saying?"

"i'm saying we need to either fix this or admit that maybe it's time to move on," you replied, your voice steady despite the emotions bubbling beneath the surface.

the room fell silent as peter processed your words. eventually, he let out a heavy sigh, "i didn't realize it was this bad."

tears welled up in your eyes, "it's been bad for a while now, peter. we can't keep pretending like everything is fine."

he nodded slowly, a mixture of regret and realization crossing his features. "i want to make us work, but i don't want you to feel like that" he paused, just for a second, a few tears slipping over his cheeks "i didn't know.."

"i should've told you"

"i should've noticed" he looked up at you, regret evident on his features.

"yeah" you admitted "maybe you should've" you softly put a hand on his shoulder, he grabbed it, comfortingly squeezing it.

"i've been acting like a dick, maybe because i knew deep down that something was wrong. i thought shutting you out would shut the problem out too" he admitted and you nodded, somewhat understanding what he was talking about.

"i've been holding on to something too" you said softly "but ignorance won't help us anymore"

"i'm sorry" he said, adverting his eyes.

"i know, peter" you nodded "me too"

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[raeswritings]

Something New- Peter Parker *SMUT*

author: raeswritings

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: Hello! Could you do a Peter Parker smut? Praise kink? Maybe more sub!Peter? Lots of hickies on Peter, people might see at school 😉            

Warnings: smut, oral, slight bondage

A/N: Peter and the reader will be 17/18 years old in this. I also forgot the praise kink but i hope this will do :)

Sex wasn't new for you and Peter. Sex with Peter was great. He was always so loving, caring and gentle. That was the thing, you loved how he treated you with care but you wanted something a little different. Something not so bland and gentle. You wanted something more different and exciting. You just didn't have the heart to tell him that.

Until one day, Peter was acting strange. The past week he's been more dominant; demanding things from you and among other things. At first you blew it off as him being stressed from school and being Spider-Man. By the end of the week you grew kind of concerned and confused of his behavior, so you decided to confront him about it.

You and Peter were having your typical Friday night in that consisted of movies and takeout. The movie was about 30 minutes in but that didn't matter since you both were tangled in each other's arms. You straddling his lap with your hands in his curly hair. His on your hips as his lips assault your neck with rough kisses; biting and sucking leaving love bites on the tender skin.

Moaning softly, you pulled away breathless. "Wait Pete. We need to talk."

"Why talk when we could doing something else." Peter said, kissing down your neck to your collar bones.

Softly pushing him back you cup your hands on his face effectively making him look into you eyes. "What's been up with you lately? You've been..different lately."

Peter looked into your eyes for a bit before sighing. His walls coming down. "I-I thought you w-wanted something different." You looked at him puzzled. "Something different? Peter what are you taking about?"

Peter sighed. "I overheard you talking to MJ about how I'm too boring. That you wanted something more exciting"

"Peter, you're not boring. True, I do want something different but only if you're okay with it." You softly say.

Relief clear as day in his eyes, Peter let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding. "W-what did you have in mind?" He timidly asked.

Instantly your cheeks began to redden as you cover your face. "Pete, we don't have to do this." Your voice muffled by your hands.

Peter softly removed your hands looking into your eyes with the most loving expression on his face. "I want to. I want to please you as you please me."

"I-um I want to be in control." You mumbled looking everywhere but Peter.

"I didn't quite hear you." He smirked, jokingly leaning closer to you.

"Peter," You whined. "I know you heard me and I'm not going to say it again. It’s embarrassing."

Peter laughed "I know love, I just like seeing you all flustered and cute." He placed a kiss on your head before pulling back to look at you with curiosity in his eyes. "What else do you like or want to try?" He asked.

Feeling somewhat confident and comfortable you answered honestly. "I wanna tie you up and be on top. Like I want to be the dominant for once."

Peter's face become red as he imagines you riding him, the sound of your moans as you use him to get off, the image of your breast bouncing as you move. He could feel himself harden just at the thought of it all. "O-Okay. L-Lets do it." He stutters, the old, shy and awkward Peter comes back.

"Wait. Really?!" You squeal, you've been dreaming, no wanting this since forever. So it was safe to say that you were pretty excited that Peter agreed. You honestly expected him to say no. Peter nodded his head, not finding the strength for words. You let out another squeal of excitement, pulling Peter to his bedroom, silently thanking god that May had an overnight shift.

Once inside Peter's bedroom, you kissed Peter and started walking him backwards towards his bed. The back of his knees hit the bed causing him to sit down, bringing you with him. You straddled him with your hands tangled in his hair pulling softly at the curls. Peter moaned at the sensation, using this to your advantage, you slipped your tongue past his lips deepening the kiss. Wanting some type of friction to ease Peter's hardening member, his hands went to your hips gently moving them back and forth. Both of you let out moans and sighs, enjoying the feeling. Your hand goes the bottom of Peter's shirt and gives it a light tug. Peter caught on what you wanted, breaking kiss pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it in a random direction. Following his actions, your shirt and bra was tossed aside.

Before continuing, you got up ignoring Peter's protest and went into his closet, coming out with one of his suit ties. Smiling softly you led to the headboard of his bed, tying his hands to it as tight as possible. Making sure its tight enough so he can't use his strength to break free but also where it won't hurt him, you pull back to admire your handy work before looking at Peter. HIs lips swollen from the kisses shared between you, his hair all over the place from having you run you hands through it and tugging it here and there, his eyes full of love, adoration and lust. Peter seemed to get a little impatient as he tugged on his restrained hands. "Y/N please. I need you. Do something." He breathes.

Loving him like this, you straddle his waist kissing and nipping at his neck, collar bones and chest areas leaving love bites whilst grinding on Peter's hard member. Peter tugs on his wrist, surprised that he doesn't rip it with his strength. "Baby, please. I-I need something." Peter begged, not used to being denied of his pleasures. You grant him his wants as you take off the rest of his and your clothes off. Your hand goes down his chest to his erected member, standing and waiting for attention. Peter lets out a hiss as you softly kiss the head of his staff. You slowly sink your head down taking Peter in your mouth and begin to bob your head, using your hands for what you can't take in your mouth. "Fuck. Keep going baby." Peter groans as his eyes meets yours.

Hollowing your mouth, you begin to suck harsher. One of your hands goes to Peter's balls, softly massaging them. Peter bucks his hips upward moaning. "Just like that. Fuck just like that." Hearing Peter's moans and groans of pleasure turns you on knowing that you are able to pleasure him just as much as he pleasures you, making you become slick with want. It doesn't take long before you feel him twitch in your mouth, you pull away right before he cums. Peter's sounds of displeasure and whines fill the room. "What the hell Y/N!!"

"I just wanted you to cum in me." You say innocently, Peter's eyes are filled with lust and want as he groans, helplessly wanting the release you denied him. Smiling as he groans again you decide to end his and your own torture, straddling him you slowly lower yourself on his member, both of you moaning, finally giving into the pleasures that only you can give each other. You put your hands on Peter's chest for stability as you find a pleasurable pace for you both. You lean down to kiss at Peter's neck, sucking and nipping at the skin where his neck and shoulder meet, surely leaving marks for everyone to see. Peter groans as he pulls on his wrist, desperately wanting to get a hold of your hips and breast, something to anchor him down as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. "Y/N, I'm close." He grunts as you clench around him, the feeling alone can make him undone.

"Hold it Pete. I'm almost there." You pant as you ride him faster, your hand going in between your bodies. Your fingers on your clit as you rub harsh circles on it, moaning at the sensation and moaning at the sound of Peter's moan and groans of pleasure. You feel something in you snap, the feeling creeping up on you as you clench around Peter's member. "Now Peter. Come for me baby, please." Peter tugs harshly on his wrist as he lets go, shooting his seed in you whilst saying your name as a prayer. You halt your motions as your orgasm hits you, moaning in pure ecstasy.

Breathing heavily, you dismount yourself from Peter with a low hiss as you untie his wrist before throwing yourself next to him tiredly. Peter puts his arms around your body and brings you against him. "God, I love you. We definitely have to do that again." Peter said kissing your head then stares at the ceiling with a smile on his face. 

Sadly the weekend came to an end, Peter was currently at his locker getting books for his morning classes when Ned popped up. "Whoa Peter, were you bit by another spider over the weekend?" Ned teased once he saw the hickeys on Peter's neck. Peter thought that his shirt collar being higher than normal will cover them up but of course they didn't.

Peter closed his eyes, sighing. Peter was tired of getting teased. First it was Tony who first saw them when Peter showed up at the Avenger tower. Tony had of course congratulated him on becoming a man or something along those lines. Then it was the other Avengers, and now Ned. But what did Peter expect, Ned notices everything.

"No Ned." Peter said closing his locker and turning to him. Before Peter can continue, he felt arms around him as you came giving Peter a kiss on her cheek, followed by the sound of MJ's voice. "Wow Y/N, you did a number on him."

Groaning Peter's face became red with embarrassment. "Cheer up, Pete. Now everyone will know your mine like I am yours." You smile as you move into his line of sight. Peter can see the little marks on your neck clear as day, it gave him joy to see you showing off his mark. Peter shook his head as the bell ring, hoping that the hickeys will heal before he comes home. He did not want May to see them. That will only lead up to her having an awkward conversation with him. He didn't want that, not again.

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[peterspideyy]

head over heels

summary- peter parker falling head over heels for his best friend, y/n stark

warnings- fluff

“peter! I want you to meet my daughter, Y/N!”

it was as if time slowed down for peter when his eyes laid on you. he was mesmerised by the way your soft hair perfectly shaped your face. he felt the hairs stick up on the back of his neck when he saw (your colour) eyes. he was so lost in your eyes, it made peter forget how to breath. the way your face lit up when you smiled at him, made peter’s heart thud. he found his dream girl, even though he only just met you.

when you both started talking, you both instantly clicked. it was like two missing jigsaw puzzles finally finding each other. you both completed each other, making you the bestest of friends that no one can break. even if peter wanted to be more than friends.

y/n told peter about her life. peter told y/n his life. it was as if they have known each other since they where born, but they only met an hour ago. they told each other there deepest secrets, which they where frightened of saying out loud. they promise (pinky promised) not the share these no matter what.

the one secret peter never told y/n was his feelings towards her, even after there strong 5 years of being best friends.

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“parker! hey, you okay?”

peter suddenly jumped out of his thoughts when he heard your calming voice. even after 5 years, he could listen to your voice for ever. god. he’s so stupid for thinking and zoning out with thoughts of you. he’s just so madly head over heels for a girl who only see’s peter as a friend, and it hurts peter every second.

aunt may has told peter millions and millions of times to ‘suck it up’ and tell her how he feels. even tony, y/n’s father has told him how glad he would be if they where going out. peter appreciates there encouragement, but immediately thinks of her leaving his life for good. peter would rather be friends (and suffer) than not be friends at all (which will make him suffer more.)

“y-yeah I’m fine y/n.” peter smiles nervously, running his shakey fingers through his brown curls.

“okayy. are you sure your okay? you have been acting strange lately and zoning out more and more.” you stare at him, concern filling your eyes.

peter wants to slap himself after hearing those words. after he told ned a couple of months ago about his feelings, he’s been non stop teasing poor peter about what would happen if they where going out and peter won’t stop going as red as a tomato when ned says those things. he wishes the things he says would come true, but he values your friendship more than anything.

“I’m positive y/n, I’m okay, you don’t need to w-wor-“ peter looked up and instantly lost his breath, as he noticed how close you both where. he could see every detail, every emotion in your face and in made his heart melt. his eyes flew around your features before landing on your lips to see the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen.

“your cute when you ramble, ya know?” you smile even more (if that’s possible) making peters eyes go wide at the nickname you just called him.

“c-cute?”

“yes, very cute.” you whispered making peter’s heart beat faster (if that’s possible) before you closed the gap between you both.

peter’s eyes widened even more, before his hazel eyes fluttered closed. butterflies and fireworks immediately exploded in peter’s stomach as he felt his lovers lips on his own. he could taste the sweetness of chocolate, from when you just had a bar a couple of minutes ago. but none of that matters now. he was kissing you. he was kissing his best friend who he has loved for five years.

he was kissing the person who he has fell head over heels for, ever since you walked into his life all those years ago.

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A/N

hope you enjoyed my first imagine! I’m actually quite proud of this for my first go aha! leave requests below :)

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[losttinwritings]

he finds your wattpad

[Tom Holland x GN!Reader] [headcanon]

SUMMARY: your boyfriend Tom Holland finds your wattpad account.

WARNINGS: none. just fluff.

● so basically you'd be minding your own business.

● when you would suddenly hear your boyfriend, Tom coming into the room

● watching a movie or something

● his phone would be in his grasp

● Tom would then take a seat next to you.

● which would catch your attention.

● so you would pause the movie or show you'd been watching.

● and turn towards your boyfriend who was now seated next to you

● "Y/N? babe? uh....whats this?"

● not thinking it was anything bad.

● you would end up looking over at his phone that he moved closer to you.

● but as soon you caught the familiar orange background of the wattpad app.

● then your eyes would completely widen to the size of saucers.

● as you tried to mutter out a response.

● "uh...t..that is....an writing app called wattpad."

● you'd then most likely go red in the face

● as red as a tomato.

● at the next thing he shows you.

● cause the next thing you would see is a very familiar profile.

● AKA your profile

● "why are you reading this?"

● "better question. why are you writing stories about me?"

● you'd then completely freeze at what he said next.

● not registering his words into your head at first.

● but as soon you had.

● well...lets just say.

● that if there was an award for being most reddest person ever.

● then you'd definitely would've won it.

● but anyways.

● you would then try to find a response to his question

● while failing miserably at not stuttering

● "w-well....t-thats...u-uh.....m-mine."

● "e-except i m-made it....b-before we s-started dating."

● Tom would probably laugh at you, being a blushing mess over your account.

● but then you two would spend the rest of the night reading over your old fanfics and imagines.

● no matter how much it'd make you blush when you'd read them with him.

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[karlnapsity]

Broken ▪ Peter Parker x Reader

(just realised i never ended up posting this imagine i wrote, even though i said i would. oops.)

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summary: No matter how hard you try, you can never escape your suicidal thoughts. It eventually gets so bad that you end up committing suicide. Leaving behind your boyfriend, Peter to cope with it.

warnings: really angsty. mentions of depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts.

a-n: before you guys read this imagine. i would just like to clarify that this is a real problem and suicide is not the answer. Please if you're at all feeling depressed, tend to self harm or you have suicidal thoughts. Then this imagine may not be for you, and i would advise for you to go get some help. ALSO when i was writing this imagine i felt like crying. So I'd suggest you have some tissues with you just incase.

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i dragged the cool metal of the knife's blade across my skin, forming several cuts as i did so. Tears rushing down my cheeks as i tried taking away the pain. Taking away the pain of the mess i call my life. The pain of not feeling like i belong.

It's turned into a routine for me now. A routine for me to come home from a terrible day at school, then bursting into my own bedroom. Picking up the knife i had hidden deep underneath mounds of my clothes in the chest of drawers i own. Then rushing straight into the bathroom that connects to my room. Before i would then start forming as many cuts as i could across the bare flesh exposed on my body. One cut for each insecurity i had or harsh thing i have been told.

you're worthless. cut.

kill yourself. cut.

im fat. cut.

nobody loves you. cut.

Peter doesn't love you. cut.

i dont even know how you got a boyfriend like that. cut.

you're ugly. cut.

nobody would miss you if you died. cut.

In my head i feel like cutting brings me some kind of relief, just taking out my sadness and insecurities on myself by the form of self harm. I feel like I'm constantly drowning in a sea of insults. Drowning somewhere nobody can honestly save me.

I still wonder why my boyfriend, Peter Parker even agreed to go out with me. Did he feel pity on me or something? or did he actually generally like me? i shook that thought out of my head though. Because i can't even comprehend the fact that i'm anybody special. Because i'm honestly not, im just me. Stupid, fat, ugly old me. Why couldnt Peter just love somebody else? like Liz Allen. she's honestly perfect with her facial features, skin tone, and hair. Or even MJ, who's perfect as well.

i lifted the knife off of my flesh and washed the blood off of both the knife and my fresh new cuts that had appeared moments before. I then moved back into my bedroom from the sink, my bare feet hitting the tiled flooring from the bathroom, before they hit carpet. I sighed sadly, burying my knife into my dresser and underneath all of my clothes. Then moving over towards my bed and flopping down onto it, before crying myself to sleep like i usually do. The same events from yesterday playing in my mind as i entered dreamland.

i walked through the halls of Midtown High, my backpack was slung over my shoulder as i wandered the corridor in search of my first period class. My running shoes hitting the flooring as i did this. My head was held low to avoid the glances of other students around me. Each one of them shouting out different insults or harsh words in my direction.

I just wanted to get to class and have a normal day for once. But that wasnt happening, as every single day im stuck in the same school. Walking down the same corridors, with the same students but different insults. Their judging gazes would constantly follow me as i walked. As if i was a completely different species to them. Or like I'm not even human.

"Y/n!" i snapped my head up once i heard the very familiar voice from a distance. The very familiar voice of my boyfriend, Peter Parker. One of the only students i can actually stand, well other then his best friend Ned who hangs out with us. I felt a small smile form on my lips as i heard him before i switched directions and headed over to where i saw them standing.

"Hey guys." i whispered out quietly, but just loud enough for each of them to hear. I then began fiddling with the strap of my backpack and looked to the ground, as i waited for them to respond to me. But, they never did respond cause next thing i know i was being slammed into the row of lockers behind me.

"Hey Penis Parker!" i heard Flash Thompson, one of our main bullies say towards my boyfriend, who was about to rush to me. "Did you know your freak of a girlfriend always plans on committing suicide."

I could feel my eyesight drift in and out of consciousness not really comprehending Flash's words properly as i soon fell unconscious. Not being able to catch Peter's response either as i got knocked out.

I gasped, as i sat up in my bed quickly, sweat sticking to my forehead in process. I always get nightmares like this. Nightmares of events that actually occured in my life previously. But they always seemed to make my insecurities increase even more.

I then sighed for the second time that night, realising i probably won't be able to fall back asleep. Before i headed into the bathroom again after digging up my knife from my drawers. My bare feet feeling the softness of the carpet as i walked. i never really used my knife more than once a night, unless I've had a incredibly bad nightmare like tonight.

Once i was then in my bathroom, i manouevered my way towards the sink, setting down my small hands onto the counter before looking up into the mirror at my reflection. I could see the bags under my eyes from not getting enough sleep because of my nightmares, as well as the red and puffiness of them from always crying. The messy tangles in my hair from not caring about my appearence any longer, when I would just get judged by it anyway. I could spot every part of my face and some of my body. Pointing out all of my flaws mentally in my mind. I just wish i could disappear. Disappear from this cruel world.

I let a tear slip down the side of my pale cheek and onto the counter top, as i continued to stare at my reflection. Maybe they're all right. Maybe i should kill myself, i mean nobody would miss me right? Bringing my hand up to my face i quickly wiped away the remaining tears and began heading back onto my room. Completely abandoning the knife left upon the bathroom counter. I was gonna do it. I was finally gonna end my suffering.

I shuffled around my room before i managed to find what i was looking for: a chair, rope, a piece of paper and a pen. Once i had those in my grasp i quickly sat atop of my fluffy white bed covers and began writing my suicide note for people to find.

Tears began to stream down my cheeks again as i placed the pen and paper atop of my bed. I then moved the chair underneath the ceiling fan. Where i then climbed onto it, before tying a noose and attaching it to the fan.

Hesitating at first, i then put my head through the loop and muttered out a quick 'I love you, Peter.' before kicking down the chair. Then as soon as the chair clattered to the ground, i found myself dead.

•••

Peter Parker had come to visit his girlfriend's house to hang out and possibly watch a movie with her. Because he could tell from at school yesterday she didn't look to happy. So here he was standing outside of Y/n's door and on the frontstep. He politely lifted his fist up to knock on the door, awaiting for an answer. Only to recieve none in return, instead the door opened slightly and Peter found himself looking into a dark house.

Confusingly, he stepped inside and began calling his girlfriend's name but there was no answer. Peter continued to look around the empty house until he stumbled upon the staircase. Before spotting a light on from Y/n's room. Peter was now beyond confused, usually his girlfriend would be downstairs setting up their movie night by now but she wasnt.

He hesitated at first before climbing the staircase to the second floor of the town house. Once he had then made it onto the last step soon began to manouever his way over towards his girlfriend's bedroom door. Before he then placed his hand onto the doorknob and twisted open the door. The door then opened, and what Peter Parker didnt expect next, was to find his girlfriend hanging lifelessly from a rope attached to the ceiling fan. A chair kicked out from underneath her body.

And just like that Peter could feel his heart break into a million pieces at the sight. At the sight of the love of his life dead in her bedroom. Peter could soon feel tears flowing freely down his cheeks. Not bothering to even wipe them away, he then spotted a note laying atop of the covers of Y/n's bed. So he then moved over there and picked up the letter before sitting down and reading it.

Dear Peter Parker or whoever is reading this.

Everyday i felt like i dont belong. Everyday i felt like i was born in the wrong place. The words that were directly thrown around in my direction at school broke me. I tried my best to not let it affect me at all, but its hard to do that when its constantly happening. I tried my best to hide my pain behind fake smiles and laughs. Even though i was broken on the inside.

Eventually i found myself using a knife to self harm. To atleast try and take some of the pain away. But something like that can only do so much. I thought i could be strong and learn to ignore the insults and harsh words being said about me, but i couldn't.

These past few months, ive had with you Peter were some of the best ive had. I could always find myself trying to be myself around you. You seemed to make me somewhat happy. I didnt have to hide behind a fake smile when with you. I learnt to love you, because you werent like the students at school. You didnt make fun of me. You didnt make up rumours about me and you definitely didnt call me harsh things.

But, it wasn't long till my insecurities increased and i constantly felt like you didn't really like me. Despite the numerous amounts of times you told me you loved me. I seemed to sometimes think that you were only with me cause you pitied me.

I also questioned how much i didnt think i was worthy of being your girlfriend. How much i compared myself to both Michelle Jones and Liz Allen. I always compared myself to how perfect they are. Cause i didn't think they had any flaws at all and i did. I just didn't think i was anything near special. I was just a ugly, stupid, fat person.

I just yet again felt like this wasnt my place. That i wasnt supposed to be born in this time. That i was just a waste of air and space. But now, i can be free finally. Free from all the rumours and insults that would get spread about me. Free from the world.

I just want to say one last time. That i love you and you were the best boyfriend that i could ever ask for. But now, i feel like you should move on now. Find someone who will love you like i did. Someone who you will love like you said you loved me.

Goodbye.

Y/n.

Peter was now full on crying now as soon as he finished reading that note. He had just lost one of the most important people his life. The one person who he loved dearly and with all his heart. He lost his girlfriend and now she said for him to apparently move on. But, heres the thing Peter didn't think he would honestly be able to.

Because Y/n L/n was his absolute world. But now she is gone and there is nothing he can do about it. Which left Peter Parker, himself completely heartbroken.

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Love-Hate (Peter Parker)

A/n- I have ALOT more of these on my Wattpad. But, from now on I will be posting the new ones on here also. Including ones of Tom! Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!

“Wanna build the LEGO Death Star after school?” Ned asked Y/n as they walked through the school halls. “Will Peter be there?” Y/n asked and he sighed. “Yes, but-“ he began but she cut him off.

“Then I’m not going.” She retorted and he scoffed. “Why don’t you like Peter?” Ned exclaimed and Y/n grunted. “What is there to like?” She said and then Peter saw walking down the hall approaching them.

“Hey!” He said to Ned and they did their hand shake. Y/n rolled her eyes at the sight and avoided eye contact with Peter. “Y/n says she’s not coming.” Ned said and Y/n finally looked at Peter. “Fine with me. We don’t need her.” Peter said and Y/n glared at him. She then gave him the bird and Peter stuck his tongue out at her, Mrs. L/n!” Y/n heard and she immediately put her finger down.

She gulped and saw Mr. Harrington, (STEVE?!) her science teacher walking towards her. He began to tell her off about how unlady like it was. Peter was trying to hold back his laughter which led to Ned hitting him a couple of times and shushing him.

Mr. Harrington gave her detention and Y/n groaned. “I’ll see you after school young lady.” He said and then walked away. Peter immediately busted out laughing, “This is all your fault!” Y/n exclaimed clearly angry. He pouted, “Is it? You were the one who flipped me off.” Peter replied and she stepped closer to him.

“Only because you gave me a reason to!” She exclaimed and Ned put his hand on her shoulder to calm her down. Y/n shook him off and began to walk away. “Y/n! Come back.” Ned yelled after her. “See you later, Ned.” She yelled back and kept walking.Peter Parker just really made her want to punch something, mostly his face.

After detention, it was starting to get dark outside. She was walking when she heard a loud bang. She looked up and saw a big car hurtling her way. Her eyes widened and she tried to move quickly out of the way. She was about to be hit with the car when she was brought into someone’s arms as they both fell to the ground. She heard the car hit the ground and her heart raced.

She then looked down and saw Spider-Man. “Spider-“ she began but then realized she was on top of him. Her eyes widened and she quickly moved away with blush forming on her cheeks.

“Um...thank you!” She said quietly but he heard her. “No problem.” He responded and then got up from the ground. She looked at him and he looked at her. Something about him seemed so familiar. His height, his voice and his demeanor. He then turned around and then remembered he had to leave.

“I have to go but, please be careful next time.” He said. “Well, it wasn’t my fault that someone decided to just throw a car.” She replied softly but he heard her. He laughed which made her heart race and feel warm.

“Touchè.” He responded and she smiled. He then shot a web to a nearby tree and swung away. Y/n sighed finally feeling her heart calm down and began to walk home again. The whole time she kept thinking about Spidey and why she felt this way around him. She never felt this way before, it was exhilarating.

When she got to school the next day, Y/n would not stop talking about Spider-Man to Ned. Every time she would mention him he would groan. “It’s like you have a crush on him or something.” Ned said chuckling as if it was a joke. Y/n didn’t say anything which made him look up. “You have a crush on Spider-Man?!” He exclaimed and she shushed him trying to avoid any looks.

“Maybe....I don’t know. I don’t even know who he is.” Y/n said looking down at her hands. Ned laughed to himself and then it was as if a lightbulb went over his head.

Y/n knocked on Ned’s front door and waited for an answer. The door swung open and Ned smiled at her. “Hey! You came.” He said and she nodded. She walked in and he closed the door behind her. “I can never see you when you’re with that idiot.” Y/n said taking off her jacket.

Ned then walked upstairs and she followed him. He opened his bedroom door for her and gestured for her to go in. She looked at him confused and then looked in the room. Peter was sitting on the floor putting together the LEGO Death Star.

“Ned-“ Y/n began but he pushed her in. “NED!” She exclaimed but he closed the door. She heard him move something in front of the door as she banged on it. Peter was now standing behind her. “Ned, what the hell!” Peter exclaimed as he also banged on the door.

“You’re not coming out until you make up and until Peter tells you something.” Ned said faintly from the other side. Peters eyes widened and she looked at him.

“Tell me what?” She questioned and Peter groaned. “Ned! I’m not gonna tell her that.” Peter said and they both heard Ned sigh. “In the name of Shia LaBeouf, Just do it!” Ned replied which made Y/n snort. They both heard Ned walk away and go back downstairs.

Peter then sat back down on the floor and Y/n began to pace the room. “Can you stop pacing! I’m trying to build this.” Peter said clearly upset.

“You’re such a nerd.” Y/n mumbled and he glared at her. Peter didn’t respond and kept building.

Y/n then began to rack her brain as to what Peter was supposed to tell her. She then sat down in front of him and he looked up at her. “What?” He asked and she sighed. “I wanna know.” She replied and he squinted his eyes.

“Know what?” He questioned and she scoffed. “You know what! Tell me. It’s killing me not knowing.” She replied and he hesitated.

He put the legos down and looked at her awkwardly. He tried to begin speaking but he kept stopping. “Well?” Y/n questioned and he ran his hand through his hair.

“Imspiderman” he said quickly and she looked at him confused. “Slower.” She replied and he looked her in the eyes.

“I’m Spider-Man.” He said and her eyes immediately widened. “I dont know why Ned told me to tell you that.” Peter continued and she stood up.

She began to the pace the room again and he looked at her confused. He was wondering why she wasn’t yelling at him.

“So, you were the one who saved me from that car?” She asked and he nodded. She then sat back down in front of him again and stared at him.

She then put her hand on his face and his face went red. “What are you doing?” He questioned nervously. “I just need to try something.” She said and then placed her lips on his.

His eyes immediately widened as her lips moved softly against his. He slowly closed his eyes and kissed her back. It didn’t even feel like he was kissing a girl that he had always disliked. He then began to wonder why he had disliked her in the first place.

She pulled away and moved her hand away from his face. Peter looked down at his hands and cleared his throat. “What was that for?” Peter mumbled and she sighed.

“Just repaying you for saving me, Spidey.” She replied and he smiled at the nickname. They both looked into each others eyes until the door slammed open which cause them to jump up.

Ned looked at them questionably, “You guys good?” He asked and Peter scrambled to the door. “Yea, we’re good.” He replied quickly and went downstairs.

Ned looked at Y/n confused while she was still smiling from the kiss.

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