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d3adp00ls · 9 months

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skateboards, bruises, and spiders

Summary: While Peter is supposed to be teaching you how to skateboard you notice a new bruise on his face leading you to confront him about it (the summary sucks I know i couldn't think of a good one)

Warnings: mentions of an attempt of robbing an old lady, Peter has a bruise (but that's normal for him), honestly there aren't any real warnings this was just smth I put together cuz I was bored but it's just fluffy.

Word count: it’s short. But you can count and tell me if you want ☺️☺️

A/N: I need to make a new masterlist later but I'm too lazy to do it rn but here's this fic while we can all pretend I definitely didn't forget or give up on my other series 🤭🤭🤭. ALSO, this could be seen as a platonic type of thing but in my mind, they both like each other but won't say anything (yet)

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A bunch screaming, crying, and laughing that's all you could hear while you waited for your best friend who was supposed to be here over 10 minutes ago, Peter told you he wanted to hang out as much as possible this summer so when you brought up the fact that you were trying to learn how to skate he right away told you he would help teach you and you agreed to it embarrassingly fast though. Your patience was wearing thin and you had sent a few texts to Peter none of which he responded to or even saw. You rub your face and let out a sigh as you press his contact and call him and let it ring.

“Hello?”

“Peter! Hey, it's Y/n you know? Your friend? The one you were supposed to meet up with at the park over 15 minutes ago? Are you still coming or what man?”

You hear him curse on the other side of the phone and it causes your jaw to clench thinking he forgot about you.

“If you forgot it's fine we can do it some other ti-”

You hear shuffling on the other end before he cuts you off.

“No! I mean no I didn't forget- I mean I kind of forgot- what I mean is I just lost track of time but I'm on my way right now.”

You stay quiet for a moment as you listen to him move around through the phone You swear you hear you hear cop sirens that sound way too close to be outside his room but you choose to ignore it before you lean back on the bench and let your skateboard rest on your lap

“Alright, I’m by that playground near the bathrooms and the vegan food place,” you say into the phone and you hear him hum in response before you hang up.

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It took Peter about 7 minutes to finally get to you and when he did he realized he forgot his skateboard so you both had to walk back to his aunt's apartment to get it, now you were both back at the park. You were watching him as he explained how to maintain balance while you push yourself and blah blah blah, you were just nodding your head pretending to listen while you stared at the new bruise below his eye that definitely wasn't there the last time you saw him

“Okay so then you’re gonna push like- Y/n/n? Y/n? Are you even listening to me?”

You blink a few times trying to think of what he was saying to you.

“Um…” Peter sighs before you can even come up with an excuse.

“Y/n, you asked for my help but you're not even paying attention, were you even listening at all-”

“How’d you get that bruise?” You cut him off

Peter's eyes go wide for a moment before he looks down at his foot playing with the skateboard in front of him.

“Are you trying to change the subject?”

“No…I just wanted to know,” You scratch the back of your neck as you look around you “I mean you didn't have it the last time I saw you and I'm just curious.”

You hear Peter hum, “I fell off my skateboard the other day.”

Now it was your turn to hum, “Oh really? That's weird…cause I've had that same kind of bruise before…and it was when someone punched me…”

“Someone punched you-” “Not recently, and plus that's not the point, Peter, that was a long time ago, but someone definitely punched you recently.”

You watch him scratch his neck as he tries to think of an excuse before he sighs.

“No one punched me I just ran into a pole-” “You're a horrible liar Parker, Who punched you? Was it Flash again? I thought you guys were friends now… Or was it that one kid-” “It doesn't matter Y/n-” “It does matter, you’re hurt-” “I'm fine” “But you’re bruised-” “It doesn't even hurt anymore-” “Okay but it did at some point.”

He stares at you in bewilderment at how you wouldn't drop this conversation and how you were actually worried about him.

“Y/n, I’m fine I swear, some guy was trying to rob this old lady and jumped in and stopped him, he was able to land a hit on my face before I could get him on the ground though.” He says with a shrug.

You sigh and shake your head.

“You could've just told me that instead of lying,” “Yeah I know but it was fun seeing you all worried about me.” He nudges you with his arm before laughing when you glare at him

“I wasn't ‘all worried’ about you I just wanted to know whether or not it had something to do with the police I heard through the phone early.” After you say this you can see him tense and his eyes widen.

“What police?” “Peter don't play dumb when we were on the call I literally heard police sirens going off in the background, at first I thought maybe it was just from outside but then I realize they were too loud and that you were in fact near them,” “I don't remember hearing any police sirens when I was on the phone with you-” “Okay peter whatever you say man, but the way you're all tensed up and sweating it just proves my point more and more.” “And what point is that?” You smile when he asks you that and you can see his brows furrow when you lean closer to him so you could whisper to him, “That you’re Spider-man.”

Peter jumps back his eyes wide and his mouth agape as he stares at you as if you had just told him Victoria’s Secret, “Spider-man?!” he shouts but when you both notice people looking toward you he calms down slightly and leans back in “Spider-man? That’s crazy- how could I- no way- I'm not him- he's not me- that's a crazy idea-” You only stare at him with a raised brow as he continues to rant about how he could never be the vigilante that swings around new york city every day.

Eventually, you get bored of listening to him try to deny his alter ego and you pick up your own skateboard and start to walk away.

“-And plus if I was Spider-Man- hey wait where are you going?”

“We came here to skate Parker, not to talk about your secret double life that, by the way, is definitely real, and as much as I would love to stuff in your face how I've figured you out I also wanna learn how to do tricks on this thing.” You lift your skateboard up before letting it drop on the ground and getting on it and skating away.

“Hey wait!” Peter quickly got on his before trying to catch up with you.

“When did you even learn to skate!?”

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A/n: Bro ik it’s short like I said 😒 I was just bored and made this 🤭🤭🤭but yo I think I did good I told my friend I would probably finished at 3am it’s only 1 so I’m good now. OH ALSO MY REQUEST ARE OPEN (but specifically for PETER PARKER ONLY!!!) SO PLEASE SEND IN SMTH IM BORED AND ITS ONLY 1AM

(Also please leave a like if you enjoyed and if you’re feeling ever so generous a reblog as well 🫶🏾🫶🏾)

#peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #peter parker x yn #peter parker x you #tasm!peter fanfiction #tasm!peter x reader #andrew garfield x reader #tasm!peter parker imagine #tasm!peter parker #andrew garfield!peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker x reader #fem!reader #black!reader #bisexual!reader #peter parker x fem!reader #andrew!peter x reader #andrew!peter parker #spiderman x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader

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mrsriddlenott · 5 months

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My 1,000 Followers Event!!

[Requests Open]

For my birthday I wanted to gift myself and all my followers with a fic event during the week leading up to my birthday on January 4th and now this is going to double as a 1k event. I want each fic to focus on birthday/celebration themed smut or smut adjacent content with my favorite fictional characters so as usual 18+ Only!!

Please send me some prompts to use with the characters I’ve picked out!!!! Also if the character is written in Blue I am open to swapping them for a different character that I can write for.

I know it’s still almost a month out but I wanted to post this now to give myself plenty of time to brainstorm for suggestions I get in my requests.

December 30th - JJ Maybank x Reader

New Year’s Eve - Poly!Marauders x Reader (I just know they’d throw an insane New Year’s party as a birthday party😂)

New Year’s Day - Fred Weasley x Reader

January 2nd - Rafe Cameron x Reader

January 3rd - Ethan Landry x Reader

January 4th🎉🎊 - Mattheo Riddle x Reader x Theodore Nott (feel like they’d give some great Birthday Sex honestly sorry not sorry)

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I’m gonna make a post for my Request Guidelines at some point but for now I’m just gonna put them here.

- My Relationship/Smut Request Guidelines -

✅Best Friend x Reader

✅Bsf’s Sibling & Sibling's Bsf x Reader

✅Friends W/ Benefits

✅New Step Sibling x Reader

✅Teacher/Professor × 18+ Reader

✅Alpha x Omega

✅Dominant x Submissive (hard&soft smut, I'm not good at writing Dom reader but I will try)

✅Power Imbalance (examples: boss,leader,blackmail, corruption kink, etc.)

✅Dark!Character x Reader (examples: obsessed,possessive,criminal, etc.)

❌Real Ince$t

❌Be$tiality

❌Minor x Adult

❌Non/Dub Consent

❌Cheating on or with Reader

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-Event Taglist- (I’ll add anyone who wants to be tagged for only this event and remove those who do not)

@timmytime17 @talia-scar123 @spencer-reids-wife @ttsbaby01 @animorose @whydoireadanymore @thievin-stealing @spiderman-stilinski @evycloudberry @shady-the-simp @ashisabitgay @porterport @callsignwidow @cicicicicisstuff @mattheoriddleswifee @junebugin-july @moonlightreader649 @devotedlyshadowytheorist @rubyliquor @perverteddsdreams @mildly-delulu @fairydimples07 @shadowmoonlight0604 @80scinemvasworld @nevillescomslut @annaisabookworm @abaker74 @athenalikethegoddess @limeren @h-------n @kezibear @mattheoriddlemarcuslopez @lovemelikecrazyiloveyoucrazy @curiousshifter101 @tobyr68 @spididerman @hedwigprewett12 @urmomsgirlfriend1 @kiwi475 @stellasdelusions

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vampzyke · 9 months

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don'ts

male reader, noncon/dubcon, weird kinks etc JUST NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY. if ur not sure, send it in anywayy

anyways, here r the characters/fandoms i am open to writing for!

jerome valeska

fiona gallagher

jon snow

daenerys targaryen

carmen berzatto

walter de ville

damon salvatore

tony stark

valkyrie

carol danvers

peter parker (webbverse)

inej ghafa

nina zenik

alina starkov

and etc!!!

If you don't see a character on the list but think i might know/write them, just ask!! Im in a ton of fandoms soo yah

<333

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yourbridgebetweenworlds · 2 months

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Spider-Man Masterlist

Nothing yet...

#the amazing spiderman #tasm!peter parker #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker fanfic #tasm!peter parker fanfiction #tasm!peter x you #tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter parker imagine #tasm!peter fluff #spiderman #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #tasm!peter parker x you #tasm!peter parker x yn

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mortwig · 2 years

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Four drinks I'm wasted

Peter Parker/Spider-man blurb

Words: 670

Pairing: gn!reader x Peter Parker (based on TASM!Peter but flexible)

Summary: Reader's thing with Peter didn't end on a good note, but they still miss him. So they try to drown the loneliness in alcohol.

Tags: angsty, a bit fluffy maybe, ex dynamics, alcohol consumption, drunk characters.

Song inspo: Talia by King Princess

[Check my AO3 profile out here.]

Peter Parker ghosted you for the last time 6 weeks ago, give or take a few days.

You were embarrassed at how much it had affected you, ending things with him. It’s not like you had been together (if you could even call it that) for that long. Nor had he treated you that well. But he was sweet, and thoughtful, and hot.

He just kept leaving you stranded, with no explanation, no apology text, nothing. And you didn’t want to get hurt.

Six weeks without hearing from him. You had done so well, not drunk texting him even once, given your record.

But today is not a good day. The week is going terribly at work. You haven’t been able to call your mum, because she’s on holiday. And you dropped your coffee on your laptop this morning. So you deserve a drink.

Do you deserve four drinks? Maybe not. But the alcohol is burning so good down your throat. And you haven’t indulged in a long time, so it’s going straight to your head…

When the fourth shot hits the back of your throat, you’re positively wasted, and you are loving it. You swear you can see Peter standing right there in front of you, hand stretched out towards you, asking you to dance. He’s smiling, he’s leaning down to kiss you. You’re both lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, laughing at each other, locking eyes, kissing again. But it’s all in your head and you know it, deep down you do know it.

So after enjoying the fantasy in your mind for a long, long time, you feel a few stray tears falling down your face. You feel ridiculous for feeling like this about someone who clearly hasn’t spared you a single thought since saying goodbye. You get up to open the window. The fresh air will clear your head and tomorrow will be a better day. Or so you’re trying to tell yourself.

But you freeze in place, barely a step away from the window. You can’t believe your eyes. Spider-man is sitting on your fire exit, just outside your window. His mask is off, his head is resting against your window but looking down. You see the tear roll down his cheek before you even recognise his face.

He turns to you and you lock eyes just as it all falls into place in your mind. Peter Parker is Spider-man. That’s why he kept ghosting you. That’s why he never gave a good reason for his behaviour.

And now he’s at your window, and he’s crying, and his eyes show a longing that can only be a reflection of your own.

You open the window and you continue to look at each other, neither knowing what to say.

“Peter…” you say softly.

“I’m sorry.” He blurts out in response. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I was so awful. I’m sorry I didn’t know how to commit. I’m sorry I let you go. Now you know why I did it, but it’s still no excuse. And I’m sorry I showed up like this today, it’s creepy and it’s wrong, but it was a quiet night and I got drunk and all I was seeing was you. It was like I could taste your lipstick, and I just needed to see you.”

You could keep listening to him rant for hours, but you have other things in mind. So you put a hand to the back of his neck, and you pull him in for a kiss. He doesn’t hesitate long. He reciprocates the kiss with passion, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer.

He jumps in through the window, and now he’s standing right there in front of you, hand stretched out towards you, asking you to dance, although no music is playing. He’s smiling, he’s leaning down to kiss you again. Soon, you’re both lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, laughing at each other, locking eyes, and kissing again. And this time, it’s not in your head.

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gaymansruse · 2 years

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f r e n i m i e s

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 .𝟎𝟏

TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader [academic rivals??]

Summary → You and Peter never really liked each other, you were the preppy honour roll student that knew everyone and he was the quiet overachiever that usually kept to himself.. What happens when the two of them are forced to work together.

Warnings → Mild swearing, awkwardness between reader and peter because ugh teenage crushes are always awkward. other than that its just your typical academic rivals story sorta.

Word Count → 1.7k+

A/N → I haven't written anything in over a year due to my own laziness and lack of motivation, I don't expect this to be perfect, but this is also my first time posting any of my work. Critcism is welcome! Happy reading <3

The day was passing by slower than usual, you didn't share any classes with your friends and couldn't hang out with them during your breaks because you were helping one of the teachers out with setting up the hall for the yearly play.

It was currently last period and you were exhausted, thinking you only had a another hour to endure until you could go home and sleep.

That is until He walked in.

Peter Parker.

You had forgot of his existence in your brief moment of peace, too bad all nice things come to an end.

There were at least 3 empty seats in class today, but he just had to take the one right next to you.

"[y/l/n]" He said, smirking at you, as if knowing he ruined your mood.

"Parker." You said in return, annoyence very clear in your tone. "You look greasy today, did you forget to shower?"

"Yes actually, thank you for noticing, who knew you paid such close attention to me."

"It's not that unoticable if you look shiny."

"Isn't that a good thing? You look shiny constantly."

"What? No I don't." Feeling somewhat self concious you pulled out your small pocket mirror to check. Of course he was lying.

"Wow, you really care about what I say."

"Shut up and do your work, Parker."

"Whatever you say, [y/l/n]."

Does he always have to get the last word in? Why is his voice so unbelievably annoying? How do you forget to shower? How does he still look so cute though? Ew no, he doesn't stop thinking that, he's gross and greasy and him and his charming stupid smile arent't gonna win today.

You snap back to reality when the teacher starts reading out names in pairs. Shit, you should have been listening.

"Peter Parker and [y/n] [y/l/n]."

H e h ?

"Looks like we're partners now [y/l/n]"

"Oh god no." You whisper to yourself, Peter clearly heard considering he had a shit eating grin on his face.

"So.. Partner, Whatcha feel like doing for the project?"

"I- ugh, I wasn't paying attention."

"Hmm? What was that?"

"I said I wasn't paying attention." I whisper yelled at him. something tells me he already knew, because that stupid smile stayed the same.

"Well that just means I have to come over to your house so we can discuss it."

"What why? We have like 40 minutes of the lesson left anyway."

"Too late, I already made up my mind."

"Parker, I'm serious, the rest of this lesson is probably to discuss our projects anyway."

"Oh well, you're clearly not paying attention, so might as well do it when we get to your place."

"Oh my lord, if you're so insistent on this why can't we just go to your place?"

"Oooh, you just wanna see where I sleep don't you? What a freak."

"No, I'm just not allowed boys over."

"O-oh."

"Yeah, o-oh."

"Well then I guess I could let you over to my place, just be warned I live with my aunt May so.."

"I just hope she's cooler than you."

•❀•

The rest of the lesson was unusually silent between you and Peter, usually there was some type of comment here and there, but for some reason he didn't say anything.

You knew you hadn't done anything wrong, but it sorta felt like it you had.

When the bell rang you quickly packed up and waited for Peter to do the same, but it seemed like he was taking his time.

"Can you hurry up?"

"Are you really that excited to come over?"

"No, I just want to get this over and done with."

"Right, sure you do."

He had finially picked up his stuff and walked out of the classroom without looking back to see if you were following.

You tried to catch up to him without bumping into anyone, continuously saying sorry, excuse me and pardon me until you finally caught up to him.

How does he walk so fast.

"Do you have to walk so fast?"

"Do you have to walk so slow?"

"I was not walking slow."

"Seems to me like you were."

"You're a child."

In response he just gave a cute annoying grin and grabbed your arm so you wouldn't fall behind again.

Blood rushed to your cheeks and your skin tingled where he was holding. You wanted to push his arm off but then again you didn't. Why? you didn't know.

•❀•

He didn't live super far away from the school, but far enough that it was about a 30 minute walk to his apartment. When you got there a voice instantly greeted Peter in a cheerful tone, not realising you were there yet.

She was faced away from the door, stirring a pot of sauce over the stove.

"Hey aunt May! How was your day?"

"Oh my day was just fine dear." She turned around with a bright smile on her face, her aura bright and welcoming. Her eyes shifted to me, her smile somehow growing wider.

"Hello, I'm [y/n]. It's lovely to meet you." You couldn't help but smile as you spoke, something about her just made you so unbelievably happy.

"Oh Peter's told me all about you dear." She walked up to you with her arms wide and hugged you.

Peter's talked about me?

You look over to Peter to see him cringing at the statement, but there's still a light tink of pink on his cheeks. "Okay aunt May, that's enough, we need to do our school work now, so if you could please stop holding her hostage, that'd be great."

"Holding me hostage? I'd much rather stay out here with May than go work on our project with you."

"Well too bad." He said while grabbing my arm and dragging you to his room.

"I'll be back for you May!"

She let out a hearty laugh and went back to cooking.

Once in Peters room he sat down on his bed and pulled out his school books, while you stood awkwardly near the door.

"You can sit down on my bed if you want, I also I a chair near my desk too." He said while looking up at you. Before you could answer though, he spoke again. "I'm gonna go for a quick shower, don't wanna be all greasy. I'll be right back."

And at that he sped out of the room to where you would assume the bathroom is.

I guess it wouldn't hurt to look around..

You set down your bag on his bed and glanced around the room, he had posters of various different franchises, his bed situated in in the corner near the window and the sheets ruffed and untidy from when he sad on it.

Near the door was his desk that had several books on string theory and quantum physics. Interesting. But tthere were also sheets that were filled with his writing on different formulars, you weren't exactly interesting in looking at chemisty equations so you moved your eyes elsewhere.

You noticed there was a book peeking out from under his bed, you picked it up to see there was no title, and its pages where quite thick.

You flicked through it, realising it was all pictures of random things, with a few words written underneath them, you kept skimming through until you saw a picture of yourself, and the words underneath read.

Looking at her is like looking at the sun, it hurts but it's just so beautiful to not look at. Knowing she'll never like me in the same way just means I can admire her beauty from afar.

Just as you were about to flip to another page, you heard the door open. "I told you I'd be quick." Peter walked in with a smile, his hair wet from the shower, and his clothes looked baggier and more comfy.

His smile dropped when he saw what you was holding, and it turned into a frown when he saw what page you were on. "Did nobody ever tell you not to snoop?"

"I'm sorry Peter, I didn't know what it was and when I realised I couldn't stop looking."

"It's not that you couldn't, you just didn't want to. How self centered to you have to be to look through peoples stuff thinking you can do what you want?"

His saddness quickly turned to anger, and rightfully so, you shouldn't have looked through his stuff.

"Peter I'm really sorry, truly."

"You are so spoiled to think I'd forgive you for this."

His voice raised a bit but not loud anout to alert aunt May.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, I'm just saying sorry, I can leave now if you want."

At that point he noticed how sad you looked, like you genuinely meant what you were saying. "No, no. It's fine, it's not that big of a deal, I shouldn't have gotten mad."

"But you did and that's totally fine. I shouldn't have looked through your stuff."

That's when you realised what exactly you had read, and blood rushed to your cheeks.

After a minute of silence, neither of you knowing what to say, you asked, "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"What you wrote."

"Yeah.. Does that bother you?" His eyes flickered down to the floor, as if waiting for you to say it does, that you don't like him.

"No, it doesn't. I just thought you hated me is all."

"How could anyone hate you, even when you're mean, you're nice."

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Oh."

"How do you feel about me?"

"I- I think I like you.."

"You think?"

"I don't know, I'd like to get to know you more."

"I think thats a great idea."

"Really?"

"I mean yeah, I didn't expect a love confession or anything, maybe just an agreement to a date."

"I can do that."

"So you'll go on a date with me?"

"Yeah, I will."

"Cool, cool, cool."

That's when he started smiling, "So, how long have you liked me?"

"I said I think I like you Parker, don't get it twisted."

"Right, right. That's why you agreed to go on a date with me."

"I can easily take it back."

"Yeah you could, but you don't want to."

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wolfmoonmusic · 1 year

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Damn I have a lot to finish

#x reader #angst #fluff #x you #x you fluff #marvel #marauders era #grishaverse #james potter x yn #remus lupin x reader #sirius black x y/n #marauders x reader #stiles stilinksi x reader #teen wolf #kaz brekker x reader #darkling x reader #shadow and bone #shadow and bone s2

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wonderswritings · 1 year

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When Worlds Collide 2: I've Lost Myself

Summary: In the past year, you’d suffered more than you’d ever could’ve imagined. Now, after a relative moment of peace, it seems trouble has started once more, and you’re dragged into it. The multiverse is real, and with it, possibilities of a new life.

Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers, Multiverse of Madness Spoilers, Angst, Lost Memories, Unrequited Feelings,

Pairings: TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Stark!Reader (nicknamed Mel read book 1 to find out why)

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When Worlds Collide Masterlist

When he’d returned to his world, he was back in his apartment, and even though nothing had changed, everything had changed. He had changed. He had a new outlook, and it was all because of her. YN Mel Stark. The fiercely loyal girl who did everything she could to save Peter. Her Peter. The multiverse is real. There are other hims out there. Other worlds. He still couldn’t believe it. But he knew it was real because he could still feel her lips against his. He could still feel the warmth he felt when the burst of her powers had surged through him. And he could still see her, even if it was a week later and she wasn’t physically with him. Currently, he was swinging though the city, dropping down into an empty alley. He changed into his civi clothes, flipping his hoodie up as he slung his backpack over his shoulder, walking out of the alley. He walked down the street that led to the one place he dreaded, following the all too familiar path. He came to a stop, flipping his bag in front of him and pulling the flowers out, wincing slightly as he set them down in front of the stone.

“I’m sorry they’re smushed, Gwen.”

He grinned slightly as he sat down, nodding.

“Though, it’s par for the course, isn’t it?”

There was a soft breeze, causing him to smile softly.

“I’m sorry it’s been so long since I last came. It uh- it’s been hard. But so much has happened. The multiverse is real. I went to this other world and I met other ‘mes’. I- I also met someone. She- she’s really sweet and protective and powerful.”

He chuckled, nodding.

“Like, super powerful. Her world is so different from ours. They’ve got wizards and witches and aliens too, apparently.”

Peter sighed softly, slightly grinning.

“I was- I was happy for the first time in a long time. And it sucks, because she’s not going to remember me should we ever meet again. But I- I hope we do meet again. I- I’d really like for you two to meet. The girl who made me happy and the girl who showed me how to be happy again.”

Peter looked up when the sky turned a dark reddish color, slightly making a face when there was a loud thundering sound.

“What the-”

He jumped up when the red faded into a flash of purple, a surge of familiarness hitting him. Peter looked around, making sure there was no one else around as he slipped his hoodie and sweats off, pulling his mask over his face.

“Sorry Gwen, I’ll be back. I promise.”

Peter swung through the city, gaining on the ever growing bright light when it disappeared, rain starting to fall, growing harder as he dropped onto the sidewalks, looking around. His spidey sense was silent, which caused him to be more on edge as he walked down the street, looking down each alley he passed when he heard it. If it wasn't for his enhanced hearing he would’ve missed it, the soft broken whimper. He followed it to a back alley, keeping his guard up when he heard it, the faint thumping of a heartbeat. He followed it as it grew louder, coming to a stop when he saw her, choking out a shocked gasp as his eyes widened under the mask.

“Mel?”

He dropped to his knees next to her, his hands hovering over her, hesitant to touch her. His heart sped up when he heard hers slow, ripping his mask off as he cradled her face in his hand, lightly tapping her cheek with the other.

“YN, YN please. Open your eyes.”

He tapped her cheek a little harder, his breathing growing frantic as he started to panic.

“Please, YN open your eyes. Please.”

Tears welled in his eyes, blurring his vision as he started to shake her.

“Mel, please.”

Peter jumped when she gasped, her eyes slamming open, glowing. Peter breathed a sigh of relief, whispering her name.

“Mel.”

The glow of her eyes pulsed before it faded, her eyes closing once more.

Peter was pacing back and forth, his mind racing. She was here. Here with him, laying in his bed. He had questions, the main being how was she here? But since he’d brought her here, she’d yet to wake, the steady thump thump of her heart the only thing keeping him freaking out more than he already was. He couldn’t risk taking her to the hospital, even if every part of his being wanted to, at least that way she’d get the proper care she needed. But she didn’t exist here, no record of her anywhere and that would cause questions, questions he wouldn’t be able to answer. He fell back onto his couch, leaning his head back as he rubbed at his temples, sighing.

“Oh man.”

He jumped when he heard a thud coming from his room, jumping up and running down the hall, throwing his door open, his eyes wide.

“YN?”

He stepped further into his room, looking around. The sheets on his bed were strewn about, the only sign that she’d been there.

“YN? YN where are you?”

He took a deep breath as he scanned the room, looking for any signs of YN. He started to panic, his breathing growing heavy. Was it even real? Did he just, imagine it? He moved to his bed, sitting on the edge of it, his head in his hand as he sighed, running his hand through his hair, catching a glimpse. He let his hand fall down as he leaned up, breathing a sigh of relief.

“YN.”

She was sitting in the corner, her knees pressed against the side of his desk, his hamper shoved in front of her. He stood up, walking towards her. She flinched, huddling closer to the wall, causing Peter to lift his hands, speaking softly.

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay.”

He moved so he was kneeling in front of the hamper, keeping a small distance between it and him.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, promise.”

He lowered his hands when she stopped shaking, jerking his chin towards the hamper.

“Can we move this? I just want to make sure you’re okay, that you’re not hurt.”

She watched him, staring him down before she slowly nodded. Peter offered her a small smile as he gently reached towards the hamper, moving it out to the side.

“There you are. What do you say to getting out of the corner? It can’t be comfortable.”

She slightly nodded, causing Peter to smile as he stood. He held his hand out towards her, offering her a soft smile as he nodded. She looked at his hand, slightly making a face before she slowly reached out, placing her hand in his. He was careful as he helped her stand.

“Good?”

She nodded, causing Peter to nod back as he turned, gently leading her back to his bed. He helped her sit down, his eyes widening when he saw the dried blood at her hairline. Without thinking he reached out, jumping as she grabbed his wrist, stopping him from touching her. He looked down at her, seeing her eyes glowing. She shook her head, letting his wrist go, dropping her hand back to her lap.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

Peter shook his head, reaching towards his nightstand for the first aid kit as he knelt in front of her. She watched him as he set it on the bed next to her, flipping it open. He looked up at her, lifting the alcohol wipe.

“Can I?”

She nodded, Peter offering her a small smile as he reached up, gently wiping the blood. Peter caught her wringing her fingers together. He cast her a curious glance, causing her to take a deep breath, looking down at her hands.

“Do you- can you tell me who YN is?”

Peter stopped what he was doing, slowly looking back at her.

“What?”

“You- you called for YN. Who is that?”

Peter bit the inside of his cheek, tears stinging at his eyes. He took a deep breath, shaking his head.

“Uhm, yo- you are. Your name is YN.”

She made a face, slightly tilting her head to the side.

“YN. My name is YN?”

“Yes.”

Peter took a deep breath as grabbed a bandaid, opening the wrapping before he gently pressed it over the cut.

“Do- do you know who I am?”

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes as she watched him start to clean up.

“No. I- I’m sorry.”

Peter looked back over her, shaking his head.

“Hey, no, no. It’s okay.”

He took a deep breath, glancing over at her.

“Do you- what do you remember?”

She sniffled, shaking her head.

“Nothing. I don’t remember anything.”

Peter fell back so he was sitting on the floor, his eyes wide as he looked up at her, muttering.

“Crap.”

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thatweirdoleigh · 2 years

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love letters

I have wax sealing stuff and need excuses to write letters. therefore love letters!

Rules: One request per person, X reader or Character x Character. Angst? yes Fluff? also yes. Smut? No. Requests go in inbox via asks

Characters:

TVDU: Elijah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Freya Mikaelson, Finn Mikaelson, Hope Mikaelson, Hayley Marshall-Kenner, Marcel Gerard

MCU: Steve Rodgers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Vison, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, Virginia (Pepper) Potts, Loki, Holland!Peter Parker, TASM!Peter Parker, Mj Jones, Ned Leeds, Harley Kenner,

S&B/SoC: The Darkling, Alina, Mal, Kaz, Inej, Nina, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan

Taglist incase any of you are interested.

@imgoingtofreakoutnow @elijahs-wife @yn-ymn-yln @dumble-daddy @xxwritemeastoryxx @hellotvshowtrash @dizzydancingdreamer @imaginearyparties

#leigh speaks #leigh writes some shit

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jungwonniesgf · 9 months

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I NEED HELP FINDING A FIC. it was a peter parker x yn and i think it was tasm!peter but i’m not sure.

synopsis: gwen(?) and peter are dating and yn is pining after peter, her roommate. last time i read it, it only had 2-3 chapters. yn and gwen and peter are all in the same friend group, that’s all i remember 😭 it’s not a lot of info AHHH

#peter parker #fic finder #tasm!peter x y/n #mcu #marvel #tasm peter parker #fanfic finder #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker fic finder

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vroomvroommuppett · 2 years

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previously pinned post

hi lovelies!

i’ve decided to do a prompt week! it will be friday, june 24 - friday , july 1. please say which list and number. since there are 2 pregnancy prompt lists, please say which one.

guidelines but feel free to ask if you have anymore that isn’t on the list

CLOSED

characters include:

joe keery

steve harrington

tasm!peter parker

druig

andrew garfield

barry keoghan

chris evans

richard madden

miles teller

rooster (top gun maverick)

andrew x barry x yn

andrew x mgg x yn

andrew x jesse x yn

you can also ask if you have a specific one you want

aus

sugar daddy (andrew, barry, and the throuples)

househusband!andrew x barry x yn

or any we’ve talked about

character(s) as parents

pregnancy one

pregnancy two

smut

tagging some moots (no pressure)

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#andrew garfield #barry keoghan #k’s prompt week #richard madden #andrew x barry x yn #andrew x mgg x yn #joe keery #steve harrington #chris evans

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toomanyfandomsimfanvergent · 2 years

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Prompts you guys can request, some of them are fic/blurb ideas I have, just wondering if you guys would like them

Feel free to request anything

I write for;Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Peter Parker, Peter Parker TASM, Billy hargrove x sister, Four Eaton,

If someone is in my bio I also wrote for them.

PSA these ones are 1A

YN singing a song that means a lot to them at their lowest. For this one if you don't choose a song I will just do something generic, remember it would be an old song, (you are my sunshine, Kate bush, AC/DC,) If you don't decide why they are at their lowest I will just choose something

"YOURE INSANE," "I know, isn't it great,"

"I think I can love you,"

"Guess who came back,"

"Why are you staring at me like that," "I ... Think I just finally..... Understood you,"

These are the ones I have ideas for .....

PSA these ones are 1B

Yn and Steve fight because Nancy is trying to get Steve back.

Peter (TASM) and reader fluff.

steve Harrington x badass reader

I posted a fic, where yn was comforting Steve and talked about their date. Dustin ended up going. I could post the date if you guys wanted. It might not be 100 percent accurate with the fic.

Steve Harrington x Hargrove reader. I could do the dates where billy was sneaking to check on yn. Or hanging out with the rest of the Party.

Steve trying to distract the reader from doing something stupid by kissing them. Then the reader getting low-key mad over it. But Steve just laughing it off, but then Steve is upset at the reader over smt and she distracts him with a kiss. He then realizes and is like, "I see what you did,"

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forpeterparker · 2 years

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the 5 w’s | p. parker

summary: peter recalls the 5 w’s (who, what, when, where, and why) of falling in love with you.

genre: fluff, friends to lovers! au

word count: 1.7k

a/n: it’s been years since i’ve written fanfic type stuff so bare with me, BUT i have rediscovered my love for spiderman/peter parker thanks to nwh. there are NO spoilers for nwh in this btw! also, i tried making this gender neutral so that everyone can enjoy :) anyways, feel free to choose whatever peter you wish to gush over <3 *ik i chose an andrew gif (he just looks so cute in it) but this is literally so general to any peter pLEASe*

WHO.

Who Peter fell in love with was you. The person from his sophomore year chemistry class. The person who was the only other one, besides him, to answer questions in that class. The person who was, essentially, known by everyone at school. The person who he thought didn’t know he existed.

“Hey Peter,” you greeted him. He was sitting alone at lunch, scribbling down in his notebook. “Mind if I sit with you?” Before even finishing your question, you had already taken a seat across from him.

“H-hey Y/N. Of course,” he looked up at you with wide eyes and a slight smile. You had never sat with him before. Hell, you had never said anything more than “Hey Peter,” to him at all. As happy as he was to be within a 5-foot radius of you, he was confused nonetheless.

After a couple of seconds, Peter tried his best to subtly look around because he could feel the eyes of everyone staring at you guys. His Peter-Tingle was… definitely tingling. As for you, you didn’t mind being watched by everyone. You were happily enjoying your fruit snacks.

He looked back at you and cleared his throat, “Y-Y/N?”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you sitting with me? It’s just that we don’t really talk that much. Like I’m not saying that it’s a bad thing. I think it’s a good thing actually, that you’re talking to me that is, but I’m just really confused.” He was rambling. You couldn’t help but smile.

“I just thought that it was about time that we finally became friends.”

Who Peter fell in love was the person who took the initiative to talk to him.

WHAT.

What Peter fell in love with was the person who loved. The person who loved animals, specifically dogs, despite being allergic to them. The person who loved taking pictures of pretty sunsets, even though it would just end up somewhere in your photo album. The person who loved having passionate conversations with him about the most random things. The person who loved helping others when needed.

It was nearly dark outside when Peter walked into the apartment where he lived with his Aunt May. However, she wasn’t home yet because she was getting last minute groceries for their dinner. Being Spider-Man wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows. To be frank, sometimes he would get fucked up.

Desperately wanting to get rest, he walked into his room and was shocked when he saw you sitting on his bed. He forgot that you guys had a physics project to work on.

You quickly looked up at the door and widened your eyes, “Holy shit, Peter! Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine! I’m just really tired and I had to sta–,” he rambled before you cut him off.

You stood up and walked towards him to examine his face, “Shut up, you idiot. You’re literally bleeding! What the hell happened? Do you know where your Aunt May keeps her first-aid kit?” Before you knew it, you were rambling just like him. It was more so like scolding a child at this point.

The space between you two began closing. He had never been this close to you. His exhaustion? Gone. All he could think about was how you were genuinely concerned for his well-being, how you were so focused when looking at the cut on his face, and how beautiful you looked up close.

Peter didn’t want to fight with you. Instead of answering with an “It’s fine. I’ll be okay,” he walked to his closet where he kept his own first-aid kit and handed it to you.

“Peter, I don’t like seeing you like this.” Before he knew it, you were already gathering the supplies to tend to his wound. “I’ll literally fight you myself if you get injured again,” you began cleaning the cut with an alcohol pad. “But after fighting you, I’ll always take care of you,” you said with small smile.

What Peter fell in love with was the person who loved to take care of him.

WHEN.

When Peter fell in love with you, it was the summer before your senior year of high school. He officially asked you out only a month and a half prior on the last day of school. Thinking that the free time would allow you guys to go out more, you were right, but you were also wrong. He would leave at the most random times and he would show up late to some of your dates. You started growing suspicious of his absences. Instead of jumping to conclusions, you wanted to communicate with him so you did what every teenage boy would be confused about: you sat on his bed and waited for him to come home.

Peter thought that the summertime would allow him to get even a small break from being Spider-Man. Well, he was wrong. Crime was still booming throughout the summertime. A concept that Peter didn’t really think through. He was smart, but not all the time.

His Aunt May had guests over and he didn’t have his regular clothes, so he had to crawl into the apartment through his bedroom window to avoid his identity being revealed to anyone.

After successfully crawling into his bedroom without Aunt May noticing his presence, he jumped down from the ceiling and took off his mask

“What the fu–,” you whispered before having your mouth be covered by Peter’s hands.

To say you were shocked was an understatement. To say that you almost shit your pants was pretty accurate.

“It’s not what it looks like,” he said removing his hands.

You stood there quiet, looking him up and down before whisper shouting, “Are you sure, Peter? It looks like that you’re fucking Spider-Man!”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, “W-well, I mean yes.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry. Yes, I am Spider-Man, but you can’t tell anyone at all. Not even Aunt May. Nobody knows except for you.”

You held his face in your hands for a moment before kissing him. Breaking away, you looked him in the eyes and breathed, “Wow. My boyfriend is the Spider-Man. The guy with a great ass in the red and blue spandex suit. The guy who saves people. How many people can say that?”

When Peter fell in love with you, he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

WHERE.

Where Peter fell in love with you, he knew that this would be somewhere only you guys knew. You two had just graduated from high school. The graduation ceremony ended quite literally two hours ago and Peter insisted that he took you somewhere special.

He took you to the place where he went to get away from the world, the place where he went to clear his mind, and the place where he went to be alone. Now, Peter didn’t want to be alone. He wanted to be with you.

He prepared a whole picnic for the two of you including your favorite snacks and drinks. He opted for light food considering the fact that your family set up a big breakfast buffet to celebrate the two of you graduating.

“You know, I found this place a couple of years after my Uncle Ben died. Before becoming Spider-Man, I only came here about once a month, but after becoming Spider-Man, I came here about once a week.” he said after drinking from his Capri-Sun pouch.

“I’m really glad you took me here. I’m happy that you’re comfortable enough to share this special place with me. The view from here is absolutely beautiful,” you breathed out.

Looking towards you, he stated “It is beautiful, but I took you here because I’ve found another safe place. I started going there a lot recently.”

“Where is it?” you asked.

“Wherever you are.”

Where Peter fell in love with you, turned out to be wherever you guys were together.

WHY.

Why Peter fell in love with you was because you were the first thing on his mind when he woke up and the last thing before going to sleep. If he wasn’t fighting the bad guys or dealing with college, he was thinking about you.

He would think about how whenever you came to the apartment, you and Aunt May would look up different recipes on Pinterest that you guys wanted to do together. He would think about how he loved picking out horror movies on movie nights because it meant that you guys got to cuddle throughout the whole movie. He would think about how he was going to marry you and maybe have three children.

It was December and finals for the fall semester was slowly approaching. You and Peter didn’t have the same courses, but you still decided to study together in the comfort of the dining room of Aunt May’s apartment.

“Peter, stop staring at me.”

“Why?”

“You have a final to study for, dumbass.”

“Why should I study when you are literally in front of me?”

“You know, you’re kind of annoying.”

With a smile, he says, “You know, I’ve heard about this thing called the pomodoro technique. It’s like 25 minutes of work and then a 5 minute break. We’ve been studying for about 25 minutes so I think we deserve a 10 minute break.”

“Peter, we both know that if we take a break, then we’re not–,” Peter was already up from his chair and picked you up and put you over his shoulders so that you couldn’t retaliate.

You couldn’t be annoyed. It was a well deserved break and it didn’t help that you had an insanely handsome boyfriend.

“Put me down! My head is starting to hurt.”

Being the annoying asshole Peter Parker was, he had to say, “Only if you kiss me.”

“Fine.”

With that he put you down and you smiled while kissing him, “I love you.”

“I know you do.”

Why Peter fell in love with you was because you were you and it was always going to be you.

After remembering everything when it came to falling in love with you, all Peter could do was smile and hold back his tears. He thought this was it.

He pulled out a small box and got on one knee, “Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”

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avenging-fandoms · 2 years

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tasm!peter fuck me in a classroom challenge 🤪

exhibitionist pt. 1

you tapped your eraser against your notebook, tuning out the voice of your chemistry teacher. the bell had rang and you looked over, peter laying his head on his arms. you poked him softly, and he blinked a few times before looking up at you with his soft brown eyes.

"are you still okay to work on our project together or are you too tired? if you're tired we can-" peter shook his head, cutting you off.

"no no no, it's okay, let's do it" peter smiles and the teacher cleans up his room, nodding at you two before leaving the room.

"i trust you two enough to not wreck my room. please lock it before you leave" you both nod and say goodbye, peter shutting the shades. and locking the door, putting the shade over the small window and sitting back down next to you.

"we're working on our project, correct, mr. parker?" you ask, a soft pink on your cheeks. peter leans forward rubbing his nose against yours while his hands snuck around your waist.

"yeah, working on our chemistry, right" peter smiled and you giggled, kissing him softly. peter pulled you onto his lap, lifting you up onto the table. your legs dangled over the edge of the table as peter sat in between your legs on the stool.

peter looked up at you with his puppy dog eyes and kissed your exposed thighs, pushing your loose skirt to bunch at your hips. you go to unzip it but peter stops you. "leave it on, please" he breathes, and you shiver as his breath fans over your soaked underwear.

peter's fingers pulled your underwear to the side, kissing around your pussy and you huffed, gripping his fluffy hair in your hands as you scooted your hips forward. "pete, please"

"i love hearing you beg, sweetheart" peter smiled, flattening his tongue against you and collecting your taste on his tongue. you let out a quiet moan and a quick shiver, holding the sides of peter's head as his tongue lapped at your clit.

"p..peter.. fuck" peter's free hand shoved his fingers into your mouth to shut you up so you two weren't caught. your thighs tightened around his head, curling your body into his head. peter smiled and wiped his mouth, standing up and pressing his boner against you. you quickly unbuttoned his pants and pushed down the jeans and his boxers, smiling. "that spider bite made everything grow, huh?"

"are you ever going to stop making that joke?" he grits his teeth and presses his forehead against yours and you giggle, shaking your head. peter tapped his tip against your pussy, the smile wiping off your face as he teases you.

"please.. peter.. please.." you begged, grabbing his dick yourself and guiding it into you. your hips hung off the lab table, peter slowly stroking himself into you.

"is this okay?" he breathes and you nod, peter pulling you off the table and bending you over it, grabbing your hips as he pounded into you. the goggles, papers and pencils flew off the table as it shook, the wheel of the table squeaking.

peter shot the web at the wheel, the squeaking and movement of the table stopping immediately. "fuck, peter, you fuck me so good" you gasp, his hand over your mouth.

"you're going to get us caught sweetheart. remember what happened at the top of the building?" you nod and gasp into his hand, squeezing your eyes shut and rubbing your clit with your fingers.

"pete.. peter.. fuck!" you squeal into his hand, thighs shaking as you came around him, but peter didn't stop his thrusts. he spun you around again so you were facing him.

you laid back against the lab table, playing and squeezing with your nipples and breasts as peter kept thrusting. peter's hand replaced yours on your tits, rubbing your nipples between his fingers.

"i'm gonna cum, can i fill you? i want to cum in you so bad" he breathes against your chest and you grip his hair.

"fill me up, peter. i wanna feel you drip out of me" you moan and peter grunted at your words, thrusting sloppily before biting down into your skin and cumming. you pushed your fingers through his hair, peter pulling out of you and smiling as he watched his cum drip out of you.

"i love when you wear skirts" he licked his lips and you blush, grabbing paper towels and cleaning yourself up and the lab table. you made sure to clean it with soap and water, and you noticed the web on the wheel.

"what about the web?"

"it'll dissolve, don't worry. are you okay?" he held your bicep and you nod, holding his chin as you kissed him slowly. "i love you"

"i love you, peter parker" you whisper, kissing him again before hugging him. he rubbed your back and kissed your shoulder, the both of you packing your bags before leaving the room.

you kept your fingers locked with his as you two walked to his apartment, just enjoying one another. you felt safe with peter, even if you didn't know he was spider-man. he was still your hero, spider bite or not.

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hlvstia · 2 years

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hi! can I request a tasm x reader with a lot of angst?

the two have been best friends forever, and reader has been crushing on him for a long time. now that Peter is with Gwen she’s slowly distances herself to give them their time to be together and also for her own sanity. When Peter finally realizes what she’s been doing he confronts her and they get into an argument where she eventually admits to being in love with him. but he doesn’t admit to anything. she slowly starts to act out,(nothing too bad, just not her normal self) and he takes notice of it. at some party he’s watching her, she’s a little tipsy, but not drunk and she’s takes the game of truth or dare a little too seriously with a guy from school. Peter’s jealousy and worry for her safety get to much and he pulls her away from the situation, making her upset and eventually leading Peter to confess his true feelings.

sorry it’s so long!

— only you, peter parker.

love it when it’s long! /gen . it gives me more to work with <33 ask, and you shall receive. ( also trying a different POV? using ‘you’ and etc. )

tw : mentions of alcohol.

pair : tasm!peter x fem!reader

“I was just wondering if you were free today? I kinda like— need you now. It’s— I’m just stressed and I really need my best friend,”

Strangely, he just stared at you, looking around awkwardly.

What was it?

“I’m really sorry… I have this date with Gwen and I promised not to bail on her. I could come next time, though?”

Seriously? Bailing on your best friend when she needs comfort?

“Oh, you go— yeah, you go on that date! I believe in you… have fun, I guess.” You laughed it off, scratching the back of your neck as you saw Gwen from the corner of your eye, waving to him. “Well, gotta go!” He waved, immediately making his way to her with a smile.

A big one.

Not even a goodbye hug.

“Y’know… doesn’t even deserve my time. Fuck this bullshit.”

For sure, you distanced yourself away from Peter ; I mean, who could blame? The man started to focus his attention more to her, than you. It felt like he wasn’t even there.

Even if you were having a bad day — it was always her.

But the thing is, he began to notice.

He noticed you weren’t texting him good morning / night, or sending him stupid memes and visiting him randomly with snacks.

A knock was heard at your door… at 2AM.

You sighed, walking to the door to see Peter.

“Let me in, [Y/N]. It’s cold.”

Fortunately, you invited him in as he sat down onto your kitchen table chair. “What do you want, bug boy?”

He hated that nickname, but also loved it— when it came from your mouth. But, he tensed up when you said it, as Gwen began to use that name for him.

“Sorry, Peter.”

“Are you okay? I’ve noticed that— you haven’t been yourself, [Y/N].”

¡No me diga!

“You don’t say,” Huffing, you leaned up against a wall beside you. “So, what’s wrong?” He asked, seeing you clench your fists. Was he that dumb? “Are you being serious?” Your voice was tempered, scoffing. “I mean yeah… that’s why I’m aski—” His words were cut off by your sudden walk to him.

“What’s wrong with me, Peter? I’ll tell you! Maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been leaving me for Gwen! I’m your best friend, dude. I needed you today, but you bailed on me for a stupid date you could’ve rescheduled— seriously?! And now you want show up at my door and ask me what’s wrong?!” You yelled, your face visually getting red from your throat aching. “[Y/N], let’s calm down— I just can’t reschedule, it’s difficult with her schedule, too.” He tried to defend himself, but he missed the whole point. “I don’t give a shit about your date! You just ignored the fact that I needed you!”

“What do you need me for, then?”

“To be a good friend, dumbass!”

“If I’m being honest, I am! I wasted my gas to arrive here… which is a lot! And plus, why are you yelling at me? I didn’t do nothing,” Peter shrugged his shoulders, standing up as he was about to go in for a hug— at least try to comfort you. “Don’t touch me.”

“Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“No, not at all.”

“Then what?”

“I need you to understand me, throughly.” You looked into his eyes, stepping back. “Okay… understand what?”

“That I fucking love you— since day one, Pete.”

Peter looked shocked, not expecting such an answer, especially from you.

“Now get the fuck out of my house,” Pushing him out, hardly. You slammed the door and locked it.

Days have passed ever since you confessed your true feelings to him. He just stares at you in class, or doesn’t. He couldn’t even face you at all. Maybe you fucked it up, bad.

Luckily, there was this party— it gave you the chance to let everything out with a little alcohol.

“[Y/N], you up for another drink?” A boy from your school offered, holding up a red party solo cup. “I don’t know!” Flaring your arms up, you pouted softly.

“Truth or dare, folks!”

Woo, just like the old times from other parties. A party can’t happen without this devilish game with peers.

It’s fun when you’re tipsy, and on the verge of sobbing.

“[Y/N], truth or dare?”

“Dare!” You said, flashing the person a smile as you crossed your arms. “I dare you to do 7 minutes in heaven with any guy in this circle!”

Hell, sober you would’ve said no but you only live once.

“Him!” You giggled, throwing an arm around a random boy as you dragged him but another arm stopped you from doing so.

Your body turned around as the boy was flung across the room. “The hell do you think you’re doing?” Someone asked, not sure who it was as you didn’t look at the person fully. “Look at me! What the fuck are you doing, [Y/N]?”

From that tone, you knew it was Peter.

“Nothing, sir!” Your voice was almost slurred, barely even making a full sentence. “Don’t give me that voice, [Y/N]. You were about to do nasty stuff with that stranger!” He yelled at you, placing his hands onto your shoulders as he shook you, gently. “Well, sorry! Why do you even care? You’re with Gwen!” You thought he was, at least.

“We broke up… the night you confessed your feelings with me. I didn’t realize how much I hurt you, nor’ myself. I didn’t mean to, and I need you, too.” His voice was now soft, looking at you in the eyes. “What are you saying, Peter…?”

“I— I love you, [Y/N]. I’m now admitting my feelings towards you. I need you in my arms, and I need you in general. I can’t function without you, and I can’t live without you. You’re my other half, and you’re my heart.” His words had taken you back, seriously. You wouldn’t imagine him confessing his true feelings towards you, finally.

“Oh…”

“Yes, oh… you’re just, breathtaking.” His hands tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, noticing how soft and warm his hands were.

He leaned in closer, your jawline placed on his palm as his lips connected to yours— slowly, moving his tempo within the moment.

“I love you, [Y/N], and only you.”

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