The lyrics are from the Russian song “My heart” by Splean. You can listen to it here. And the full translation (as well as alternative variants) can be found here.
Could I Find Homeland In You? (Peter Parker One Shot)
Summary: based on the following nonnie’s lovely prompt - Can you do a TASM!Peter x fem!reader prompt where they are childhood besties but Peter kinda starts crushing on Gwen but then after he approaches her she turns him down and the reader comforts him until he finally realizes he loves her? Kinda gets angsty when Peter tells her about Gwen bc she has also had feelings for him since forever but refuses to acknowledge them. Best friends to lovers kinda trope… loads of fluff?
hope you enjoy this my sweet nonnie <3
Pairings: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, italicised words between dividers are past moments between peter and the reader. This is non canon compliant. Peter, Reader and Gwen are in university.
Don’t look at them, don’t look at them. You chant to yourself, but your eyes do fixate, on his warm grin, bright brown eyes full of mirth. Then you gaze at the person making him laugh, Gwen.
Your heart sinks, you look back down at your notebook, ideas messily strewn across the pages. Lines crossed by ink but not you.
It isn’t that you dislike her, she is a really great person, you admire her work and she is always sweet to you.
It’s just Peter parker is completely taken by her, he hasn’t told you, his childhood best friend yet about how he feels but you can see it as clear as day. Peter blushing when he speaks to Gwen or about her, longingly looking at her when she walks past the two of you.
He doesn’t need to tell you what you already know.
You just wish he would look at you that way.
Because you look at him that way but he never finds your eyes.
“Do you want to continue this later? I’m kind of tired.” You ask the remaining members of the chemistry group project, your mood souring as Peter shifts closer to Gwen, reading the contents on her laptop over her shoulder. her temple resting against his jaw.
Your mind flashes to last week when the two of you were watching the latest episode of Dynasty, that was how you both were, cuddled up the laptop resting on the makeshift pillow stand.
You shake out of the memory looking at your group,
“Yeah.” They agree, you grab your scarce materials, shuffling out the door of the open area, it reverberates a clang upon shutting.
Peter looks up after a while, from the yearbook spread on Gwen’s screen, eyes scanning the area. His eyebrows furrow noticing your absence.
Sooo, i wanted an Andrew Garfield’s Peter Parker wallpaper. But all of them were either (hardcore) spiderman themed or had Andrew’s face plastered all over it. Don’t get me wrong, his face is lovely, but i prefer my wallpapers to stay a bit lowkey and more aesthetically pleasing! So i edited one myself!
Warnings:Spoiler-free!, angst and fluff ending(I wanted to do only angst but I can never do it, lol)
You sobbed a little more and let the taste of the liquor completely fill your throat, while you stuffed everything possible into the little old suitcase on your bed. You were dizzy and the tears barely let you see what you were doing, the blue dress you were wearing was already beginning to feel annoying against your skin and not to mention how horrible your makeup had been.
A/N: I just relived my love for Andrew Garfield that I didn’t remember having. there will be more from Peter, but for now, I hope you like it!
And I’m sorry if there is something wrong with the pronouns, I’m very tired and can’t see well lol
“Peter!” You called the boy from across the hall. The brunette stopped his skateboard abruptly (despite the countless calls he had received for using it at school) and looked at you in disbelief, pointing to himself “You’re Peter Parker, aren’t you?” you asked walking towards him “We have the same Spanish class”
maybe need a threesome with rob pattinson and andrew garfield after these pictures of a dinner party in LA
like imagine a crossover with andrew spiderman and rob batman where they have to collaborate together cos ur a vilain in gotham city and they finally caught you (thanks to peter web ???) ans they both decide to teach you a lesson for being bad and naughty ??
thinking about writing about andrew peter parker who tie you up with his leather belt just to appreciate the view of you wearing this velvet green dress he love so much
A/N: I hate action, i such a writing it so i jumped over most of this fight scene, and i definitely wasn’t gonna follow it to a T either, sooo just pretend it was longer and everyone was doing more ahahah im excited for the next part!
Also adding i know i didnt really touch base on the readers powers/abilities but what im thinking is she orginally thought along with everyone else that she could only control the elements, then she started to realize she could do A LOT more like astral projection, ect pretty much her full “unlocking” is she can control all matter/atoms which is pretty much means everything and anything, so she powerful af, ill explain it better later!
“Cool cool” You say as you lean over the scaffolding, your Peter jumps down, perching up top. As the other two land beside you. You turned to face Peter, your universe’s Peter “Y’know I dont think Steve would’ve liked this” You smiled gesturing to the construction of the shield at the statue of liberty.
“It really is a big honour” Peter smiled
The eldest Peter chipped it “This guy must of been really something for them to do all this for”
You missed Steve more than you allowed yourself to and you hated yourself for not saying goodbye but you could never bring yourself to. How could you look at Steve and tell him you were happy for him when you were jealous he got to grow old with the person he loved, he got to live out the timeline you were all supposed to. You were so pathetic you couldn’t mask that jealousy for a 30 minute visit. But at the same time you liked having your last memory of Steve be the Steve you knew, because that Steve that came back was no longer your Stevie.
You smiled sadly “He really was”
“You all are honestly” Peter 3 smiled, placing a hand on your shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze “Honesty ever since i got here, all i keep seeing and hearing about are all these amazing heroes, i just wish my universe had more of them”
“They have you that’s all they need Parker” You gave him a soft smile, as he squatted down, his brown eyes filling up your irises with nothing but adoration “And you are pretty amazing”
“Yeah, why are you so hard on yourself? You’re amazing, you’re the amazing spider man!” Peter 2 exclaimed
He shrugged “It’s just you guys all fight such cool villains and i just have a lizard. I wonder if my universe as aliens”
“Probably does, they all have to” Peter 1 said “I just dont think they’re provoked”
“What do you mean?”
“Like theres so many superheroes here, its cool and all but Mr.Stark once told me it shows life outside of Earth that were ready for a fight, so since its just —“ He paused taking out his phone “Its an unknown number” He brought his phone to his ear “Um hello?”
“Think one of the villains got a phone?” Peter 3 smiled at you
“It’s a necessity nowadays i wouldn’t doubt it”
“Yeah she’s here” Your universes Peter looked at you, clearing his throat “It’s for you”
You furrowed your eyebrows, you hesitantly took a step forward “Who is it?”
He gave you a sympathetic look, handing you the phone “Sergeant Barnes”
You could feel all the colour drain from your face “Oh”
“I can tell him your busy” he was reaching for the phone back
“He can hear you Pete” You didnt realize you were backing up till you bumped into a warm but firm surface “Woah, you okay?” Peter 3 hands steadied you.
Looking into brown eyes that stared back at you with nothing but concern it made your heart flutter, you nodded. Turning back to face the youngest Peter “Ill be right back”
You started to walk further down the catwalk and you heard the eldest Peter mumble “Who’s sergeant Barnes?”
Before you were far enough they wouldn’t be able to hear you but you could still hear them and any sign that the villains arrived.
You were pacing, trying to breath evenly because when you got overwhelmed and your emotions were over the top you could cause some disturbances so you were trying your best to remember the breathing techniques Tony taught you, you pinched the bridge of your nose
“Hello?”
“Y/n” you could hear relief in his voice “What’s going on?”
“Nothing”
He was agitated and you could hear it in voice “Dont lie to me, we saw you on tv with the Spider kid, and now i’m hearing about there being bad guys? Are you hurt?”
“Im fine Bucky, we have everything under control” You gritted your teeth, you always hated when he’s treat you like a wounded child
He scoffed “What, you and that kid? And you’re bringing the fight to the statue of liberty, are you serious?”
“It’s not just me and Peter, we have other help” You were trying your best to stay calm, and save your energy for the real fight
He paused sighing, deciding to get to the point “I know y/n”
“Know what?”
“About the night of Steve’s funeral”
Your mouth was dry, it all of a sudden felt like you were swallowing cotton “Which funeral?”
“Doll” he pleaded with you because he didn’t want to say it.
“Don’t” you were shaking your head.
“Why didn’t you tell me? I would of —“
You cut him off “You would have what Bucky? Stayed with me because you were afraid I’d do it again? Like you said, we’re not the same people anymore!”
“I still love you, ill always love you y/n, i just wanted time to figure out who i was, i just needed…”
“What about what I needed!” You screamed cutting him off “What about me? I lost Steve to, i lost time to, i needed you Bucky”
“I’m right here doll, i’ve always been here, you could of called me whenever and you know i would have came running”
“I don’t need you anymore Bucky, i’ve found what i need what i want and for once i’m going to put me first”
You could hear his heavy breathing through the phone and you’re sure his brow was furrowed “What are you saying y/n? I can’t live without you”
“You’ve been doing fine the last 6 months”
“How do you know that? You weren’t there!”
“You left me Buck, remember? you were right to”
“I was right?”
You could feel static in the air, they were close - “We’re just not who we were anymore and that’s okay because change is good, it’s scary but its good”
“You can’t just throw all that history away y/n — it was supposed to be you and i, forever” He whispered
“Buck, we both know so well that forever doesn’t last” you whispered through dried lips, finally defeated “Steve and you will always be the biggest and best part of me, but …”. You paused, turning to look at the three Spidermen in their suits.
Your Peter was perched up, while the eldest was standing, and the Peter you were gonna risk this all for was leaning against the railing his masks in his hand while he was listening intently to the other two, he was smiling from ear to ear, the corner of his eyes crinkled.
Almost like he could feel you staring at him and he turned to you, he gave you the most beautiful smile you ever seen before giving you a small wave which you returned. “I’m thinking about the future now. You’ll always have a part a me, i’ll always love you ” You peeled you eyeline away from the Peter’s turning to look over the edge “I’m not sure if I can ever love anyone the way i love you but i wanna try Bucky, but i can’t do that here” you paused “not when every corner i turn im reminded of everything, everyone i lost”
“What do you mean here? Y/n what’s going on what are you gonna do?” Panic was lacing his voice, he knew you had very powerful abilities and he also knew he didn’t know what you could do with them, the full extent at least because you were still learning about them when he was in the safe house before Wakanda, but all he did know is he didn’t like the sound of it, whatever it was.
“James, i’m gonna be okay, everything is gonna be okay”
“Y/n, answer me”
“I love you” You clicked the phone shut
You walked back over to the boys “Thanks Pete” you smiled, tossing his phone back up to him
“You okay?”
“Yeah i am” You smiled, this time he could see a twinkle in your eyes “We ready to cure some ass?”
You received a series of nods “Good because there here”
“How do you —“ Peter 1 perched up “You guys feel that?”
“Yeah” the eldest Peter nodded, “How did you know before us?”
“Im one with everything, and all that hippy stuff”
You shrugged it off before activating your suit, it went from inky black from your toes to your neck, the nanobots changed to a colourless white, as your eyes changed with it. The sky started to crackle, lightning flashing throughout the sky.
“Y/n?” You Peter questioned
“Not me”
All three men put their masks on, everyone fully alert before a man appeared “Sup Pete? You like the new new?” He held his arms out as electricity shot out of him.
“Oh well, that’s pretty cool” You said to no one in particular
“Who’s this?” Electro turned his attention to you “Look i don’t wanna hurt a lady, just give me the box and everything will be fine”
“I wouldnt be to worried about hurting y/n” Your Peter said “She’s pretty bad ass”
“Is that a challenge?” Electro said with a smirt
“Nope, no, no Max, its definitely not a challenge” Peter 3 said getting ready to stand in front of you
He sent a shock of electricity your way just has Peter 3 was ready to jump in front of you, you caught the electricity with ease, holding it in your hand there was a glowing line between the two of you. The static could be felt in the air, your eyes started to glow more as you rose yourself off the ground.
“Oh shit”
“Y’know, that thing on your chest, was created and designed by a very, very dear friend of mine and i’m not gonna lie, he wouldn’t like this, you being on the wrong side of the fight and all, so i’m gonna have to do something about it”
You put both your hands out using his own electricity to fuel you, you used all the energy you had to hold him into place “Any day now Parker!”
You watched Peter 3 look flustered before he nodded “Yeah yeah of course, on it!” He shouted before getting the arc reactor off and placing the cure on Electro, once it was on you carefully placed him somewhere in the scaffolding and you water Peter 3 run to make sure he was okay.
You dropped yourself down, running to find the youngest Peter, you pasted Peter 2 curing the sand castle guy right before you bumped into a hard figure, you stumbled back a bit.
“Y/n?”
“Strange”
“You’re alive”
“You thought i wasnt?”
“I stopped hearing from you, logically i assumed the worst” He paused “Please tell me you’re not helping the kid?”
“We’re curing them, its working if that’s what your asking”
“Your eyes are glowing” He ignored your comment
“Its a new thing, it only just started happening i guess” You shrugged
He nodded “You’re unlocking it”
You furrowed your brows “Unlocking what?“
“Everything, your full potential” He stared at you for a moment, almost like he was reading your every thought “tread lightly y/n” he warned before he opened another portal walking through it.
You followed him knowing exactly who he was going to “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means —“
“Pete watch out!” You screamed at the top of your lungs just as you watched the Lizard tackle Peter down, sticking his claws in his abdomen.
Strange uses a Eldritch Whip to hold the lizard down as the other two Spider Man went to cure what onces was Doctor Connors.
You shakily went over to your Peter, falling to your knees, he was coated in blood this was definitely a wound his fast healing wouldn’t help on “Oh Pete” tears were rolling down your cheeks, guilt taking over every atom in you, you placed your hand over his wound putting pressure on it “I’m so sorry”
His eyes were glossy, he place his hand over yours “Don’t you care apologize y/n, this isn’t your fault i know what your -“
You shook your head “I’m gonna fix this”
“This is too much y/n, it’ll take you out if not worse”
You had tunnel vision for the only Peter in front of you, you didn’t feel the hand on your shoulder “It’s gonna be okay Pete”
He gave you a weak smile “It is, i’m gonna see May and Ben, and Mr.Stark he’ll probably kick my, y'know but its - what are you doing?!”
Your eyes were glowing, as you started to focus on all the matter surrounding his wound focusing everything you had left in you on him.
“Get her off of me, it too much, this could kill her!” You heard him shout to Peter 3.
Feeling that similar sensation of his hand on your shoulder, you stuck your left hand out, mumbling a weak “Sorry” and blasting him back, creating an almost forcefield-like bubble around the two of you, blocking out any outside voices and anyone who tried to interfere, you could vaguely see Strange using everything he had to break through.
“Y/n please stop”
You had two wounds down and one more to go, you could feel yourself fading but feeling Peter getting stronger. Before you knew it you weren’t strong enough and the bubble around you was flickering, you opened your eyes and was satisfied with Peter’s vitals being stronger than yours before anyone had the chance to say anything a chilling voice boomed through the sky.
“Can the Spider-Man come out to play?!”
Peter shoved you out of the way before the goblin started hurtling pumpkin bomb after pumkin bomb, swooping down and steal the box from Strange. Your vision was pulsating, between reality, darkness and the people were trying to come through. You looked up at Strange “There coming” you mumbled
Using his Eldritch Whips to steal the box back as Doc Ock held his board back, he looked back down at you “Who?!” He yelled through the chaos
You weakly pointed up at the sky.
“Strange no!” Peter shouted before an explosion went off and you used the last of your energy to guide the blast upwards and away from everyone you had left.
Before you knew it, you heard someone screaming your name as you tumbled off the collapsing scaffolding, letting darkness consume you.
“So what’s the plan?” you walked through the front door Peter(3) shutting it behind you.
“Well, if we just send them back, they’ll die. I know its asking a lot but, we can cure then y/n”
You leaned against the island in the kitchen, of course Peter would choose the plan that would help everyone in the end “Okay” you nodded
His eyes went wide “What? Just like that?”
Pushing yourself off the island “Just like that”
“Wow okay, yeah just like that” A smile beaming on his face
“We do this right, we do this as safely as possible for everyone, we get them back safe, we keep you safe and we do it somewhere no people are” You paused “The statue, it’s the safest, its still under construction” Your eyes found themselves searching for a Peter that wasn’t yours “No more lives lost, no more blood on anyones hands”
Your eyes found him.
“We keep you safe too” Peter 3’s voice came out firmly.
“What?”
“You said we get everyone back safe, keep Peter safe, keep the world safe but you forgot about yourself so, we keep you safe too.”
You could feel it, that metaphorical string tightening, pulling you to him.
“Okay Parker”
Your Peter cleared his throat “Um so we need a lab, we could break into the school but if they see us…”
“Thats to unpredictable, too many variables” The eldest Peter chimed in
“You don’t have an Oscoprs so that’s out the window too”
“Well we had something like that but it was um, destroyed by the purple alien i was telling you about”
You laughed.
All eyes landed on you.
“Pete, you act like you didn’t know Stark at all, im slightly disappointed”
You walked to the front of the island with all the drawers proceeding to open one up “You really think Tony would build a safe house without a secure access to all the technology Stark had?”
“I thought this was SHIELD?”
You started typing something into the hidden keypad “God no, it’s one of the very few they didn’t know about, Fury and Tony set it up for incidents like this’’ You gestured to everyone in the room.
A voice boomed throughout the room “Access granted, welcome Flower child”
“Flower child?” Your Peter’s eyes were filled with amusement.
“You shush Spider boy”
“Mr. Starks nicknames were something else”
“Tony was something else” You gave him a small smile before the kitchen island slowly was shifting, all 3 Peter’s moved closer to get a better look.
As a staircase down below started to reveal itself you continued “This is where Fury hid for a bit when he” getting your air quotation ready ”’Died’, it’s also where Cap and them hid out after the whole accords situation”
“How does one ‘die’” Peter(2) questioned
“Fake your death” you shrugged, as you waved for them to follow you down the stairs
“Totally normal” Peter(3) said to himself.
Peter (2) place his hand on Peter’s(3) shoulder “Anything seems to go here”
They followed you down the stairs, you placed your hand on a glass door, it lit up green before opening up lights slowly flickered on. It was exactly as it was left.
You could see the polaroid wall filled with pictures of the team pre thanos, and pre Accords from all the times you all would hide out here if needed. You did a b-line completely avoiding it “We have everything you’ll need to cure them” You watched as their eyes looked over everything “I won’t be any help but um he might” you pointed up.
“The ceiling?” Peter(3) raised his eyebrow giving you a funny look
“There’s an A.I here?” Your Peter popped up
“Not just any A.I kid” You gave him a sad smile, your hands were shaky “Hey Tones, flower child here with Spider boy”
A few seconds later a familiar voice came through the speakers pulling at your beart strings “Been a hot minute, slacking without me around i see”
Peter’s mouth parted “Y/n wh-what’s going on” he was shaking his head “How?”
“When Tony found out i was hiding Steve and the rest here, he um created his own A.I” You smiled softly at the memory “Y’know to punish them further that they’d have to listen to him every day instead of Friday”
“But I thought he hated them? Why wouldn’t he turn them in?“
Your eyes looked towards the polaroid wall lingering on it longer than you’d like falling on a picture of Steve, Bucky and you. “We were a family and families fight” You shrugged “Anyway” clapping your hands together “Get to work boys!”
You watched them all talking about who was going to create whos cure, along with small chit chat about their lives. You found yourself getting closer and closer to the wall till your feet were planted directly in front of it. Scanning through the memories.
2016
“Hey look what i have!” You lifted up a black polaroid camera from behind your back waving it in the air.
You heard Steve let out a groan, where as Bucky came up planting a kiss on your cheek and taking the camera from your hand “These things just keep getting smaller and smaller”
“Dude, that’s vintage” Sam laughed “Why the polaroid y/n?”
“Well I know Bucks gonna be going to Wakanda soon, and anything can happen right?” You shrugged taking it back from Bucky “We have no pictures together, well none from this century”
“You’re going to make us take selfies together?“
Sam almost spit out his orange juice “How do you know that term Cap?”
Steve crossed his arms grinning “Natasha”
“So…pictures please? I wanna add some to the wall”
Sam came up taking the camera from you “I’ll take it, scootch together”
Steve was on your left and Bucky on your right.
“All right say… ‘Fugitives’ “
“Hey!” You laughed “I’m not a fugitive”
“Might as well be if your hanging around these two, alright say cheese”
“Cheese!” You all shouted at the same time, for the first time in years you felt at home.
You reached out and touched the picture, you almost wished that you could get sucked back in.
“Are you okay y/n?” Your Peter was standing beside you
“Yeah I’m fine Pete” You spoke with maybe a little too much enthusiasm
“You don’t have to lie to me” He said, his voice low
“You have enough going on, my problems are so minor they don’t matter, it’s fine really”
“How can you say that? Your problems matter, you matter y/n”
Your eyes left his and you looked back at the polaroid pondering for a moment, letting your emotions get the better of you “If I mattered why’d they both leave?”
“Y/n, I …”
You shook your head “Its fine, you should go help your new friends” a grin taking place on your face as you slowly started to peel the polaroids off the wall “The faster we get this done the safer it is for everyone” What you really wanted to say was the faster you send them home the lesser of a chance your heart would break with the leas time he’d be here stealing it away piece by piece.
He opened his mouth but closed it almost immediately. You knew he wanted to talk more but it clearly wasn’t the best time. He nodded, walking back to the other two Peter’s. Your eyes followed him and you could feel the other Peter staring at you, you quickly averted your gaze back to taking the polaroids off the wall.
A sigh escaped your lips as you went to peel the last picture off the wall, you don’t know what hurt most the hard cold truth that all of your friends in these pictures were no longer alive or the thought that you wished you could be too.
“What are you gonna do with those?” A soft voice said lightly from behind you, shivers went up your spin.
“I’m not sure, my suit doesn’t really have any pockets”
“I could uh web them for you, so they stay together for the time being?” He offered, he was anxiously fiddling with his hands, he just had this urge that he wanted to do anything and everything for you.
You turned around to face him “That’s a good idea actually and then i can put them in my boot or something” You handed them to him.
“May i?” he held the photos up, asking if he could look through them first, you gave him a nod of approval. He carefully flipped through them “Is this?” He held the photo down so you could see, it was that photo of Bucky, Steve and you.
You smiled, “Thats Steve and that’s Bucky”
“You three look good for being over hundred”
You laughed “Thanks Parker, i think so to”
He looked like he wanted to ask you something, his eyes searching yours for anything that could tell him it was a bad idea “Do you think we could um, take a picture together, so i could have it for when I’m no longer here?”
The smile that took over your face hurt your cheeks so bad “I’d love that” You reached over to the camera “But we have to take two because i want one to”
You grabbed the camera blowing the dust off of it “I think you should hold it, you have longer arms”
He took it from you, your hands brushing against each other, you stood next to him as he turned the camera around “Are you ready?”
“Yes, say Multiverse”
He laughed “Of course, okay 1.. 2… 3…”
“Multiverse!” You both smiled at the sametime
You held the same pose as he clicked one more, he took one and handed it to you while he took the other, you looked up at him tilting your head to the side, you could help but smile as you watched his eyebrows crease with confusion.
“Is there something on my face?”
“No” you laughed “I was just wondering if you had pockets because” you gestured tochis suit “It doesn’t look like it”
“Oh” he half heartedly laughed “Um i do actually, i didn’t before but i do now, see” He showed you the hidden pocket
“Look!” You beamed showing him your picture of the two of you “It looks good”
“Yeah” He admired it, staring at you now instead of the picture “You look beautiful”
Your head shot up to look at him, you opened your mouth to say something at least you think you would have said something back if your Peter didn’t Interrupt but the truth was how could you when he left you that flustered
“Hey guys, we’re done over here!” He shouted while waving the two of you over.
You both nodded “Could you web this for me?” your voice was timid like a child
“Of course y/n” The way his name rolled off his lips felt like it should be illegal for something as simple as saying your name made you feel. He took the pictures for you, the picture of the two of you now on top of the pile instead of the one with Steve, Bucky and you. He webbed them together in a pile “Here, it should last till this is all over”
“Thank you” You grabbed them stuffing them into the side of your combat boots
He gave you a nod before he gestured to the other two Peters “We should”
“Yeah, we should”
“So why take the pictures with you? Wouldn’t they be safer here?” He questioned
“Well, yes technically they would but in case anything happens, I’d like to have some of my favourite people with me” You gave a side smile
He stopped, putting his arm in front of you “Woah, nothing is gonna happen to you Y/N, I’m going to make sure of that”
“I appreciate that Parker but my luck has to run out at some point I’m just preparing for every outcome” You shrugged.
He knew that feeling, the feeling after a loss of someone you love, the heartbreak of losing someone you love, that hopeless feeling followed by the numbing acceptance of not really caring what happens to yourself anymore because why does it even matter? Why should you be able to save yourself or even try to when you failed to save the one you love. His heart broke thinking of you going through that even though he knew you were, he wanted to do everything he could to pull you out of that darkness, to not let it swallow you whole like it almost did to him. “The only outcome is everyone is safe, no more losses”
You enjoyed the light to Peter, it was something that you observed every Peter had, you admired it. You hoped at some point in your life you’d be able to find that lightness again but you had this darkness inside you that kept telling you that you weren’t even going to live that long. Looking into his eyes, you could see that he was so sure, so positive that everything was going to work out and that helped put you at ease and even give you a little bit of light in all the dark “No more losses” you smiled back.
“Nice of you two to finally join us” The eldest Peter smiled, he had a look in his eyes you couldn’t quite place it was almost like a knowing look.
Your Peter clapped his hands “We’re just waiting for the last cure to finish but the plan I have is to take a video, send it to Jameison telling them where I am, and we wait for them to come, sounds good?” The youngest Peter looked to everyone waiting for confirmation. Everyone nodded agreeing “Good okay, I’m gonna call MJ and Ned let them know the plan and see if he can portal us there, probably easier”
Your Peter went into one of the rooms off to the side to call his best friend as the oldest Peter turned to you “So i know, i got hassled for what i was wearing so i feel it’s fair for me to hassle you.” A small grin on his face “So y/n are you going into battle dressed like you’re going to the gym or?”
You laughed, looking down at your outfit, you had leggings on and your sports bra tank top thing you stole from Natasha years ago “Nope totally not, um i actually forgot i was still wearing this”
“You’re not cold? it’s kinda chilly down here” He questioned
“No, my body adjusts to the temperature to keep me warm”
“Of course it does, but back to the suit thing, do we need to take you somewhere to get it?”
“No, i have it here” You lifted your arms showing him the two small black bracelets on your wrist, you tapped them together once and small black nanobots started to cover your body from your neck to your ankles “See, simple” You put your arms out spinning around
“That nano tech?” Peter 3 asked
“Yup, Tony made it for me”
“That’s so cool”
Your Peter came back “Okay Neds gonna do it any second — Oh good y/n you finally suited up”
“How much longer till that’s done?” You gestured to the final cure, the goblins.
“About 10 minutes give or take”
You nodded “Okay um, i’m just going to make a quick call okay?”
“Do i need to be worried about anything y/n?” You Peter’s voice was soft
“No Pete, just going to call a friend, I’ll be out front” You started walking back up the stairs, taking your phone off the counter where you left it.
You had a plan and you weren’t even sure if it was going to work, but if it did, if you lived through this maybe this could be your second chance, if you even deserved one of those and you weren’t sure if you did but he made you feel like you did.
You still had so many loose ends in your century long life and you weren’t even sure if you’d be able to snip those ends off but all you knew is one particular string was pulling you tightly and securely in another direction while others were fraying.
You knew you weren’t thinking logically about your plan, you weren’t even sure if he’d be okay with it or if you could pull it off but you had to try.
You made it a good distance from the house before clicking on Sam’s name, hitting call.
A/N: Some TASMPeter x reader time in this one! Gotta build that bond some how, theres a teeny tiny parallel in this between both relationships bucky x reader established one and tasm!peter x reader building one, its small but got me good
“Should we really be leaving him Buck? I can’t help but have this feeling that —“
“Steve’s smart, he’ll be okay, i promise”
You nibbled on your nail, as Bucky led you away from the Stark expo, arm around your shoulder “I know he’s smart, i just, what if by some miracle they accept him? Then i’ll be losing both of my boys”
“Woah” He stopped in his tracks moving to stand in front of you “You’re never gonna lose me doll”
You kept your gaze down “You don’t know that Buck” your voice barely above a whisper
He placed his fingers just under your chin, guiding you to look up at him, once your eyes connected, his hand was on your cheek “I promise y/n, you will never lose me.”
“How do you know that? Y-you cant promise me that, its to unpredictable”
He grabbed your hand like it was a delicate flower “You have this” he placed it in the middle of his chest, you could feel his heart beating “You will always have this and because of that i’ll always find my way back to you doll, i promise” He held his pinky out
You nodded, connecting yours with his, a tear rolling down your cheek, you wanted to believe him so badly, you truly did but a small sliver of you knew it was too good to be true “Okay Buck”
He placed his forehead against yours “You and me till the end of the line doll”
Your legs were dangling off the roof, your phone lingering in your right hand. Your left is hovering over your heart.
Taking a deep breath you opened your call log, every single one was highlighted in red “Missed call Bucky Barnes” the last time he tried to call was over a week ago, he stopped leaving voicemails because your box was full.
You had this feeling inside you that this was gonna be your last fight, the final fight. Just like a year ago was the final fight for some of your teammates.
The phone started ringing, you held it to your ear and on the second ring you heard banging, a door shut before his voice came through the speakers “Y/n?”
You didn’t say anything your voice caught in your throat.
He could hear you breathing “Doll, please say something, anything”
Your mouth opened and shut numerous times, no words came out.
“I lov — “ He started but you never stuck around to hear the rest before hitting the big red button.
God, you were so stupid.
Two steps forward and one step back right?
Did you even take two steps forward? You had to of because this was most definitely one giant leap fucking back.
You could feel someone else coming up from behind you.
“Hey are you okay? I know we don’t know each other but i just cant help but feel a…” The tallest Peter started
“A connection” You both spoke at the same time, you watched his eyes light up and you gave him a small smile, you patted down on the roof beside you.
He eagerly accepted the invitation, you couldn’t help but shiver at the pure sunshine that radiated off of him, you could feel how pure and good he was, like your own Peter but this was different you could feel a longing for something, you could feel all the love he had to give like he was going explode at the seams but that spandex suit was holding it all together.
“I think it’s because of Peter” Your voice was soft, almost getting lost in the breeze
“Hmm?” His brows furrowed together
“The connection, it’s because of Peter. Him and I are…” Clearing your throat “Were close, and i can’t help but feel despite the different universe and all, that connection still there”
He nodded “It makes sense, definitely not the craziest idea out there”
“A couple years ago, maybe more than a couple actually. Nat, an old friend of mine, we were the only girls on the team so we’d have these girl days” You smiled at the memories “We both never got the chance to do all that girly stuff, so it was nice to just have dedicated time to that when we were not …”
“Save the world?” Peter chimed in, his dimples poking through
Laughing you continued “And we’d talk about all we all got here, to that exact moment in time, that maybe we all had these strings attached to us pulling us together. We all just had the same agenda, we all just wanted to help, to make the world a better, safer place. It was a connection we all just shared and I think that’s what made us work so well, because when that metaphorical string started to stray, it tore us apart and we lost.” You hung your head, staring at your lap “I’d like to think that connection carries through to other universe to and maybe it can pull us back together too”
He nodded “I like that idea, I don’t see why it couldn’t. When i lost Gwen, i was so mad at the universe it was so unfair but as the years went on i just kept hoping if the multiverse was real, which it clearly is” he gestured to everything around him “That if there was other me’s out there, they got there happy ending even if i didn’t, and it’s refreshing to see that they did”
“Maybe you just haven’t met your ‘MJ’ yet”
He was staring directly at the side of your face, admiring the way the moonlight shined off of it “Maybe”
“Ill manifest it for you Parker, you deserve your happy ending”
“So do you y/n”
You nodded, staying silent, watching your Peter lead Mj and Ned to the start of the tree line.
“You never answered my question y/n, are you okay?”
A shaky breath left your throat “Honestly? I dont think ill ever be okay, i’m not even sure if i even wanna bother trying, because i keep trying and trying to do good, to save people” You sighed feeling water well up in your eyes, as you turned to look at him “I’ve just had enough, i know this is selfish, i do but i’ve been giving for years” A tear rolled down your cheek “And i-i just wanna take, why can’t i have that” You pointed towards Peter, MJ and Ned who were hugging goodbye before they stepped through the portal that would keep them safe.
“I ask myself the same thing all the time, more so now that I’m here and see both the other Peters have someone, they made it work” He was fiddling with his hands “I keep wondering, racking my brain to where i went wrong”
You nodded in agreement wiping your tear away “Love just isn’t enough sometimes i guess”
He swallowed back all the thoughts of Gwen that were threatening to spill over “It should be though, why isn’t it?”
You shrugged placing a piece of hair behind your ear “I’ve been asking myself that for years”
He smiled down at his lap, this was so easy with you he thought “Yeah i heard, your old like old old” he tried lightening the mood
You laughed tossing your head back, as you bumped his shoulder with yours “You might be from a different universe but that’s not how we talk to the ladies here”
He was flirting, he doesn’t even remember the last time he flirted with someone but he knew for sure he wanted to hear that laugh again.
He laughed with you, raising his hands in defeat “Sorry sorry, my bad, i forget sometimes, it’s been awhile”
“I’ll let it slide just this once because you are right, I am old, who told you? Pete or his sidekick”
“His sidekick”
“See that’s why i don’t have one of those” You laughed “why? you wanna know my story or something?”
“I mean i can’t help but be curious about the most beautiful girl here”
You smiled, a blush creeping on your cheeks “Parker, if you haven’t noticed I’m the only girl here” you gestured to the surrounding area now that MJ was gone.
He cleared his throat before giving you a shy smile “I meant in this universe”
You head snapped forward and a gust a wind blew by causing shivers up your spine
He laughed “Was that you cause i’m thinking that was y —“
“You wanna hear it or you gonna keep talking?” Your tone was playful, a grin took over his face not that it ever left you dont think, he turned his whole body, sitting crossed legged to face you, his head resting in his right palm, as the stars shone off his eyes, you swallowed, your mouth suddenly dry “Well i was born June 3rd 1920, in New York. Um I met Bucky and Steve in 1930, we were inseparable yknow, Bucky and Steve went off to war, both perished or so we thought, obviously wasn’t true”
You were leaving out a lot but it wasn’t because you didn’t trust Peter you had just met him only hours earlier but because you were scared, that burning feeling was melting your heart back together, you were scared because it was happening too fast, too easily “After i found out about Steve it was 1945, i just remember running to our spot, i cried for hours, i must have fallen asleep, the next morning, i woke up here” You pointed to the house below you “And it was 2012”
His mouth dropped “And w-what about your powers?”
You shrugged “I woke up with those to, Bruce, um a really really smart man, he said i must have been born with it, something about my family’s bloodline and that traumatic event triggered it and” you used your hand to gesture to everything “mother nature felt i needed to be protected because whatever i have is sacred, or that i wasn’t needed yet because everyone has a purpose, a timeline and this was mine i guess”
“Like your destiny”
You nodded “Something like that”
He lifted his head out of his palm “So let me get this straight, you” he pointed at you “Plus your two best friends all born over a hundred years ago, all happened to get super powers, and miraculously cross paths again in the 20th century?”
“Yup” you smiled popping the P
He made the gesture of his mind exploding with a whooshing noise “My universe is so lame compared to yours”
“I dont think thats a bad thing, plus can’t be that boring it has you” This time you seen his face colour change to match the red on his suit
“That was smooth y/n, So where’s your other two hundred year old friends?” He could feel your heart rate speed up, you started to shift, fuck he thought, he went too far “You dont have to anwser that im sor -“
You put your hand up “Its fine, um Steve went back to the 1940s to be with Peggy, a girl, And Bucky he’s still here we just, we don’t talk anymore” You shrugged
His mouth went lopsided “Im sorry y/n”
“Its fine”
“You say that a lot”
“Because everything is fine, it’s always fine”
He placed his hand on yours that was resting in your lap “You deserve —“
A cough came from below “Hey are you two coming? I have a plan!” Your Peter was sticking his head out the window below.
Peter 3 pulled his hand off your almost immediately “Yeah, yup were coming”
“Cool” Your Peter gave you a thumbs up before pulling his head back inside the window.
“I forgot to ask” Peter 3 started, offering a hand to pull you up, you gladly took “How did you even get up here?”
“Um the air?”
“The air?”
“Yeah like i just” You moved your hands around him and he was suddenly floating
“Holy shit”
You laughed putting him back down.
“You have got to be the most amazing girl i’ve ever met, that was wow, you have to show me more”
Masterlist|A/N: Will not follow NWH story line to a T, Ill try my best to stick to the MCU timeline but if I don’t, sorry!
“I love him, but I will always love you more”
Bucky was your everything, you fought teeth and nail till he was free from his own mind, so you could finally have your chance to be together, because surely the fact you were both alive in 2024 it had to be destiny.. right? But then he broke your heart and everything you thought you knew with it, will some boy from another universe be able to pick up the pieces you wanted sobadlytoburry
Summary: You’ve never felt like you belong, your parents certainly treat you like you don’t belong. Then the absolute impossible happens which leads you to a handsome, grieving boy, and you realise that home isn’t a place. It’s a person.
Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, mentions of death
Words:2301
Disclaimer:This is set a couple of years after tasm 2 but it may still have some nwh spoilers so read at your own risk, and this gif doesn’t belong to me!
A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this part, please let me know what you think and let me know if you would like to be tagged! I love you all! xxx
‘Cause I’m as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change
———————
Peter Parker looked at his Aunt May like she had three heads, or like she’d just gone mad, Peter seriously thought that insanity was the most plausible explanation. May looked at him with a raised eyebrow as she waited for him to say something, to say anything but all the words seemed to die in his throat before they passed his lips.
“What?” he squeaked when he finally found his voice and he cleared his throat, “that’s crazy, you know that right?”
May sighed as Peter looked past her at the pretty young woman that he’d saved, who was currently fixated on her cell phone, she was getting discharged today, “what are we supposed to do? She has nowhere to go.”
Peter rolled his eyes as he raked a hand through his hair, tugging a little at the strands, “I vote that we should just tell her the truth,” Peter almost shrank back as his Aunt shot him a death glare.
“Under no circumstances are you to tell her the truth, she must be so confused as it is!”
Peter sighed as he shook his head in disagreement as he watched his Aunt walk into Y/N’s room, “Y/N, sweetheart, it’s late. How about you come and stay the night at my place?”
A look of surprise, then gratitude spread across her face before she shook her head, “thank you, but I’m just gonna get out of the city.”
Uh-oh, Aunt May wouldn’t like that answer, “not tonight you’re not, you can stay the night and leave in the morning, if you still want to leave of course,” she added quickly.
“Thank you so much, I appreciate it,” Y/N smiled.
Peter smiled at Y/N as they walked into the kitchen, “how are you feeling?” he asked.
Y/N smiled as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, “so much better thank you, I dread to think what would have happened if Spider-Man hadn’t found me when he did, I owe him my life.”
Peter smiled to himself, he couldn’t help but feel smug but the articles that were published about him in The Daily Bugle were certainly enough to humble him.
“He’s a real hero,” Aunt May smiled before she glanced over at Peter in a way that made him think that she knew about him being Spider-Man, it wasn’t the first time he thought this, “are spaghetti and meatballs okay with you, Y/N?”
“Perfect, thank you Mrs Parker.”
Peter bit his lip, he’d spent so much time either at the hospital or doing an assignment for college that he’d hardly been able to do any of his Spider-Man duties, “do you need a hand with dinner, Aunt May?”
Aunt May laughed as she got the ingredients out and looked over at Peter, “oh, you’re serious? Sweetie, you and I both know that your cooking skills don’t go beyond microwaving a packet of noodles.”
Peter flushed as Y/N looked at him and burst out laughing, before giving him an apologetic look as she covered her mouth, “seriously?”
“Seriously,” Peter smirked, “I’m gonna go out for a little while.”
Aunt May nodded, “okay darling, don’t be late for dinner.”
Peter nodded before he smiled at Y/N, and he was out the door. The streets of New York were fairly quiet tonight; he’d stopped a couple of petty thieveries. No matter how small the crime was, Peter felt like it was his responsibility to stop it. After all, the cops were doing fuck all. He found himself sitting at the top of the Empire State Building as he looked at the dazzling city below. The lights of the city shone like a thousand stars.
He missed Gwen so much, four years had passed since she’d died and it wasn’t getting any easier with time. Nowadays, he tried to keep busy with college and the whole Spider-Man thing, he tried to not think about her. But, it couldn’t make him forget. How could he forget something like that when it had been his fault?
Dinner was great that night, though Y/N seemed nervous, she seemed absolutely fine when the conversation was flowing freely. But, she never initiated it, though Peter couldn’t exactly blame her. He was dying to tell her what he thought was the truth but he’d promised Aunt May that he wouldn’t.
After dinner, Y/N looked over at Aunt May somewhat nervously, “is it alright if I use your computer?”
Peter smiled over at her, “you can use mine, come on I’ll show you where it is,” he took her upstairs and ushered her into his room, “there you go, use it for whatever you need,” he typed in his password.
“Thanks, Peter,” she grinned before her gaze landed on the framed photograph of Gwen that he had on his desk, “wow, she’s really pretty.”
Peter nodded as he shot her a sad smile, “yeah, she is.”
“Is she your girlfriend?”
Peter shook his head as he ruffled a hand through his hair, feeling the painful clenching in his chest, “not anymore,” he cleared his throat as he stood up, “like I said, you’re welcome to use it for anything you need,” he gestured at his computer. He barely heard her word of thanks as he walked out of his room, desperate to get downstairs.
“Is she alright?” Aunt May asked as Peter hoisted himself up on the kitchen counter.
“Yeah she’s fine, at least I think so,” Peter sighed, “I feel really bad for her.”
“Me too.”
Peter was just about to open a bottle of beer when he noticed that Aunt May kept on glancing up the stairs with an anxious look on her face, “she’s been up there for a while, I hope she’s okay.”
“I’ll go up and check on her,” Peter was worried too when he saw Y/N just staring at his computer screen, there was hardly an expression on her face, “MJ?“ Peter asked as he knocked on the doorframe, “are you okay?”
Y/N looked over at him and it seemed like the sight of him made her tear up, “I found the newspaper article.”
“What newspaper article?” Peter asked, cocking his head to one side.
Y/N started to read off the computer screen and Peter’s blood ran cold, “15 years ago, Mr and Mrs Y/L/N died in a house fire, suspected arson, and their 7-year-old daughter went missing in the same night,” her voice was monotone and Peter’s heart clenched with guilt, “is that me? Was I stolen from my real parents? Surely, I’d remember, right?”
“Hey,” Peter crouched to her level and he brushed his knuckles along her cheek, making her look at him, “I don’t know if it’s you but you have the same name on your driver’s license, I wanted to tell you but it wasn’t my place, I’m sorry.”
Y/N shook her head with a sad smile, “I don’t blame you Peter, I understand,” she hesitated, “did you know them?”
Peter shook his head, he only remembered bits and pieces, he’d only been a little boy when they had died, “I didn’t really know them but I do vaguely remember them and they were nice.”
Y/N nodded as silent tears rolled down her cheek, “I think I’m gonna stay in the city, I know that you’re probably so busy but can you please help me look for an apartment? I really don’t know where to start,” she smiled almost bashfully and Peter found it endearing.
Peter grinned, happy that she was staying in the city and that she’d asked him, “of course I will, I’m really glad that you’re staying in the city, Y/N.”
“Me too,” she beamed.
———————
You’d had the best night’s sleep in ages, the Parker’s spare bed was so comfortable but you’d also had a really weird night. Even when you were in the hospital you knew that something was amiss, so as soon as you got to a computer, you googled your parents. You were extremely surprised when an article about a house fire and kidnapping popped up instead of your parent’s Wikipedia page. Could the girl who went missing really be you? In fact, there was no trace of their Wikipedia page anywhere on the internet, it seemed.
As a young teenager you were so unhappy with your life so you would fantasize and read about the possibility of a parallel universe. You threw yourself into that idea, that fantasy, wishing it could be real, and now it seemed that that impossibility could be true. It was crazy to even think about, hard to wrap your brain around but you felt safe, for the first time in a long time.
You smiled when you walked into the kitchen and discovered that it smelled of bacon, May Parker grinned at you from where she was cooking, “good morning, honey. Did you sleep well?”
You smiled with a nod, she was so kind, you couldn’t believe that you’d met someone like her, or Peter for that matter, “I slept amazing, thank you so much for having me.”
“Oh, you’re welcome, would you like some breakfast?”
Before you could answer, you heard Peter speak up, “I thought we could grab some breakfast from the diner, after we find an apartment for you?”
You flushed as you glanced over at him to find that he was wearing black rimmed glasses that made him look even more handsome, “sure, as long as we can get pancakes.”
Peter chuckled and raised an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall and put a hand over his heart, “I promise.”
“You don’t have to rush away,” May started and you looked back over at her, “you can stay here for a couple more days if you want.”
“No, thank you, you’ve already done so much for me,” you smiled.
“If you’re sure, sweetheart. Just don’t be a burden, okay?” she smiled as she gave you a hug.
“So,” Peter began as he started the car, “have you got any idea of what you want in an apartment?”
You thought about it for a second, you didn’t want to move somewhere so expensive that you’d blow the money you had in a couple of months. But, then again you didn’t want to stay somewhere that was infested with rats.
“Somewhere inexpensive, but clean. I don’t really fancy having a couple of rats as my roommates, the little bastards don’t pay rent.”
Peter laughed out loud as he glanced over at you, the smile reached his eyes and you grinned back as he looked back at the road, “duly noted. I know some apartments by the park which are pretty cheap and clean but they’re small.”
You shrugged as you sat back in the car seat, “I don’t mind small, after all it’s only me.”
Peter was right, they were small but they were light, in a good area and they had beautiful views of the park, and you hoped there would be less chances of getting mugged in this area. It wasn’t until you reached the top floor that you fell in love, the views were breath-taking and you could picture yourself having a hot coffee on the balcony every morning as you listened to the hustle and bustle of the city.
You smiled as you turned around and faced Peter who stood in the doorway, “this is the one! Look at the views, they’re amazing!”
Peter grinned and went to stand at your side, looking at you with those chocolate brown doe eyes, “yeah, they are. C’mon let’s go and speak to the landlord,” the landlord was kind of sketchy but he took your cash, asking no questions and as you were walking out of the building with Peter, he muttered to you, “you let me know if he gives you any trouble.”
The diner that Peter took you too was so cute and it smelled so good as soon as you walked through the door and heard the little bell tinkle, you were craving pancakes. You could have cried when you saw they had salted caramel pancakes with vanilla ice cream on the side. It was barely 10 in the morning but you wanted those pancakes.
Peter looked at you with amusement as you stuck another forkful of the fluffy pancake into your mouth and almost moaned, they were so damn good, “are they good?” he chuckled as he took a sip of his coffee. Peter took his coffee black which totally grossed you out.
“So good! Do you want some?” you asked, laughing when Peter grimaced and ran a hand through his fluffy hair.
“Nah, far too sweet for me.”
“Peter Parker, is that you?” your ears practically perked up when you heard the slow attractive drawl. How could a voice be attractive? A beautiful woman with long silver blonde hair and dark lipstick walked up to Peter with a smirk on her face.
“Oh hey, Felicia,” Peter sounded less than thrilled, “how are you?” you exchanged glances and you could tell that he was only asking to be polite.
“I’m good, how are you?” she asked, completely ignoring you.
“I’m good,” Peter forced a smile as he nodded over at you, “Felicia, this is Y/N.”
Felicia’s pretty eyes landed on you and you were very aware of the sticky caramel sauce that you felt on your lips, “nice to meet you,” you smiled.
“Uh huh,” she looked back at Peter, “I’ll see you later, Pete,” she kissed him on the cheek, leaving a dark lipstick stain.
Peter watched her go and then looked back at you, biting his lip, “we aren’t friends exactly,” he laughed, and for some reason, right then was when you realised with a jolt that you really didn’t know anything about Peter. He was practically a stranger.
Summary: When your little brother wants to meet his favourite superhero, you have to go to the only person who can help. Peter Parker.
Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, mentions of death
Words:2312
A/N:Hope you guys enjoy this, and please let me know what you think, I love you all! xxx
For if he knew How much I love him, No power on Earth Could make him stay.
———————————–
You smiled at Aaron, your ten-year-old brother as he excitedly ran out of his elementary school, a beaming smile on his face. You held out your arms wide and he ran into them. As you held him tight you decided to make the most of this because in a few short years he wouldn’t want to hug you in front of his friends.
“How was school, buddy?” you grinned as Aaron pulled away from you and you noticed that he had an excited glint in his eyes.
“It was good! We learned about volcanoes!” he sighed before his little face dropped, “people were being mean again.”
Anger bubbled in your chest as you walked to your car, people weren’t very nice to your baby brother, “what were they saying this time?”
“They were saying that I’d never meet Spider-Man because I’m a nerd and he wouldn’t think I was cool.”
You almost cursed beneath your breath as you started up the car, kids could be so cruel, you wanted to help your brother out. He deserved to meet his hero, so you concocted a plan, “don’t worry, Aaron, I’ll make it right.”
The next day you didn’t have work so you were able to set your plan into motion, unfortunately for you, you had to go to the one person who you knew was in contact with Spider-Man. Peter Parker. You and Peter never really got on with one another when you were in school together and it was completely your fault.
As you walked into The Daily Bugle office, Eddie Brock was smirking at you from where he sat, “and what do you want, beautiful Y/N?”
There was something about Eddie Brock that was unnerving but you just couldn’t put your finger on it, “I need to see Peter, where is he?” you sighed, wanting to roll your roll your eyes but you didn’t want to come off as rude.
“On his break.”
“Oh,” you bit your lip, as you made to leave, “will you tell Peter that I came by?”
“Why do you need to see me Y/L/N?” a snarky voice made you turn around to see Peter smirking at you. He looked so good that you were momentarily thrown off guard.
“I can come back,” you jabbed your thumb at the door.
Peter shrugged nonchalantly, “what’s the point of that when you’re here now?” when you didn’t have an answer he smirked again, “come on,” he took you out into the corridor, “so, talk,” he raised an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall with folded arms.
“I needed a favour, Parker.”
The handsome young man scoffed before he started laughing without humour “seriously? After all this time, you come to see me so you can ask a favour? You’re a real piece of work, Y/N.”
Irritation quickly bubble in your chest as you narrowed your eyes at him, “you know what? Forget it, I’ll do it myself, I don’t want to owe you anything,” you spat and turned to walk away.
You jumped a little when Peter put the flat of his hand on the door you were trying to open, “wait, Y/N. What is it?”
You sighed and turned back to face him, “technically, the favour isn’t for me. You can get in contact with Spider-Man right? After all, you take his picture for the paper.”
For a split second, Peter’s face fell and his eyes were wounded, he looked like a lost puppy, “this is about Spider-Man?” his voice was strained and he heaved a sigh when you nodded, “fine, go ahead.”
You bit your lip, trying to figure out where to start, “my little brother Aaron is getting picked on in school, he’s a little nerdy but his favourite person in the whole world – apart from me of course – is Spider-Man,” you hesitated.
“What are you trying to say, Y/N?” you could tell that he was getting impatient.
“I just think it might be cool if he could meet Spider-Man, I really think that it would mean the world to him.”
Peter was silent for a second as his eyes found the floor and you knew that this was a bad idea, “sorry, Peter. I shouldn’t have asked, Spider-Man is so busy, he doesn’t have time for house calls,” you laughed nervously as you began to back away, stopping when Peter spoke up.
“When and where?” he muttered as he lifted his head to make eye contact with you.
“I’ll write my address down. Friday night, I’m making dinner at half five if he’d like to come for it.”
Peter laughed, a real laugh that made his cheeks dimple and the smile reached his eyes, “I’ll tell him to get to your place for quarter past six.”
“Thanks, Peter I really appreciate it.”
Peter nodded, “you’re welcome.”
Friday rolled around and you were so excited, Aaron’s eyes lit up as he talked about Spider-Man he just needed a little bit of hope. At quarter past six, like clockwork the doorbell rang and you smiled when you saw Spider-Man standing on your porch. It was so surreal seeing the masked hero up close.
“Hi,” you stuttered.
“Y/N?” he asked and you heard the smile in his voice.
You nodded dumbly, you were a little star struck, “sorry, um,” you flushed and laughed, “thank you so much for coming, I really appreciate it,” you smiled and the masked hero nodded.
“Of course, I promised Peter that I would,” he hesitated as he briefly looked at the floor before looking back up at you, “how do you want me to do this? Do you want me to surprise your brother?”
You shook your head rapidly, you didn’t want him to think that you were taking advantage of him, “no, I don’t to parade you around like a show pony. Would you like to come through the front door? I know that you’re probably not used to it,” you smirked as you gestured for him to come inside.
Spider-Man laughed as he stepped over the threshold, he had a nice laugh, it made you feel all warm inside but there was something that was oddly familiar about it. As you took Spider-Man through your house you smiled as you could hear Aaron reading out loud to himself. You hovered in the doorway with Spider-Man standing behind you.
“Aaron?” your brother looked up at you, “there’s someone here to see you,” you grinned, stepping to the side and Aaron gasped.
“Mr Spider-Man!”
“Hey, buddy!” Spider-Man stepped into the living room, you could hear the smile in his voice as he knelt down to Aaron’s level and gave him a hug, “it’s Aaron, right?”
Aaron gasped again and he glanced over at you, “Y/N! He knows my name!” Aaron looked up at his hero with adoration in his eyes.
“He does, sweetheart!”
Aaron’s demeanour changed almost instantly as he looked between you and Spider-Man, and you understood immediately. He wanted to speak to his hero alone but he wanted you to be close, “I’ll be right here, sweetie,” you gestured to the stairs. If you sat on the stairs, you would be able to see Aaron but you wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation.
Aaron’s face transformed with a bright smile as he nodded. It was so cute knowing that Aaron was talking to his hero and though you couldn’t hear what they were saying, you could hear Aaron’s little giggle every now and then.
When Aaron showed Spider-Man the volcano he made in school you heard the superhero exclaim, “wow, bud! That is the coolest thing ever!”
When it was time for Aaron to do his homework, he gave his hero a big hug, “bye, Mr Spider-Man, thank you for coming to see me!”
“You’re welcome bud! It was so good to meet you,” he held his hand in the air for a high five, Aaron giggled as he smacked his hand against Spider-Man’s, “you’re the coolest guy I know!”
The delighted smile that Aaron shot Spider-Man almost made you cry as your brother went upstairs. You nervously laughed, suddenly feeling shy now that you and Spider-Man were alone, “are you hungry? I’ve got leftovers.”
Spider-Man shook his head, “no thank you, I’m not really that hungry,” about a second later his stomach rumbled.
You smirked as you teased the hero, “my, my, Spidey! I didn’t think you were a liar, come on, let me get you something to eat. You don’t have to take your mask off properly,” you had expected him to protest but he said nothing as you took him through to the kitchen. You fixed him a plate and got him a soda.
“Thanks, Y/N,” he lifted his mask so it was just above his lips, he had the prettiest mouth you’d ever seen, lips that were begging to be kissed, “Aaron’s a really good kid.”
You grinned, glowing with pride at the compliment, “he’s the best.”
Spider-Man took a sip of his soda, “so, Peter told me that you went to high school together but that you didn’t get on or something?”
You nodded, biting your lip, “yes. We didn’t get on and it’s my fault,” you didn’t like reliving the memory but you decided that you should finally talk about it.
“What do you mean?” Spider-Man frowned.
“Can I tell you something?” when Spider-Man nodded you continued, “but you can’t tell Peter and it might be too much information but I need to tell someone.”
Spider-Man’s lips quirked into a smile, “you can tell me, Y/N, you don’t know who I am so it’ll be a lot easier because you won’t care what I think. I promise I won’t tell Peter, scouts honour,” he did a mock salute which made you laugh.
“Okay,” you take a deep breath, “it all started when I first met Peter at thirteen, I fell in love with him almost instantly, he was the most beautiful boy that I’d ever seen. At the time I was having a really shitty time, Aaron had just been born and our piece of shit dad dumped us at our Uncle’s who couldn’t care less about us,” you paused when you realised how shocked Spider-Man looked.
“You were in love with Peter?” he asked, his voice going up an octave.
“I still am,” you laughed, and it was true, you still loved him, “but I didn’t trust guys, especially not handsome ones, and he was so nice, he walked me to class after I got lost on my first day. I didn’t want to get rejected by him so I started acting like I hated him.”
“Y/N,” Spider-Man trailed off and you could hear the judgement in his voice.
“I know, I know it was shitty but you have to understand, I couldn’t let myself be hurt by him, I never would have come back from it, it would have been too painful. And, I knew that as soon as I turned 18 I’d have to get a place of my own with Aaron, so I really had no time for boys.”
“So, what about when you’d settled? You’re still at odds with each other aren’t you?”
You nodded with a sigh as you leaned against the kitchen counter, “I guess it was just easier.”
“What if Peter felt the same?”
“He doesn’t,” he sighed, you wished that he did but you knew that there was no way.
“He does,” Spider-Man muttered quietly.
“How do you know that?” you narrowed your eyes at him, “did Peter tell you that?” you wouldn’t let yourself hope, not even for a second.
“Not exactly,” he sighed, “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” he pulled off his mask.
Shock ran through your body as you stared at the unmasked hero with an open mouth, those puppy dog brown eyes stared at you, “Peter? H-how…” the expression on Peter’s face made you trail off.
“How could you do that to me? I loved you from the first moment I saw you,” he sighed and you could only stare, you thought that you would pass out from the shock, “it didn’t matter that you seemed to hate me. Then, I met and fell for Gwen and I didn’t think about you anymore, it was almost a relief that I didn’t love the girl who hated me. Then Gwen died and I was broken but when I thought it was time to move on, you were there again. You’ve always been there Y/N, I love you.”
“Why?” you teared up and sniffled, you didn’t want to cry in front of Peter, “why when I’ve been so terrible to you?”
“Because I know what a good person you are, you’ve been raising a little gentleman, you’ve put your life all on hold to raise your little brother,” he reached out to wipe away the tears that were sliding down your cheeks, “I knew there must have been something going on, but I was too afraid to ask.”
“I’m so sorry,” you whispered as you leaned into his touch, “I love you, Peter. Can you forgive me?”
Peter only smiled as he cupped your chin and leaned in to give you the gentlest kiss you’d ever experienced, when he pulled away he leaned his forehead against yours, “I’m not going to hurt you, Y/N.”
You smiled, you believed him, you believed this beautiful man standing in front of you, offering his heart. Suddenly, a flash of blue and the noise of sirens going past your house broke the moment.
“Go get ‘em, tiger,” you laughed as Peter gave you one more kiss and pulled on his mask.
“I’ll call you,” you could hear the smile in his voice as he climbed out of your kitchen window, swinging on his webs, a vision in red and blue against the navy night sky.
Summary: You’ve never felt like you belong, your parents certainly treat you like you don’t belong. Then the absolute impossible happens which leads you to a handsome, grieving boy, and you realise that home isn’t a place. It’s a person.
Warnings: fluff, angst
Words:2529
Disclaimer: This is set a couple of years after tasm 2 but it may still have some nwh spoilers so read at your own risk, and this gif doesn’t belong to me!
A/N: Thank you guys for all of your support, I love you all! Hope you enjoy this part, please let me know what you think and let me know if you would like to be tagged! I love you all! xxx
You woke up on that sunny Tuesday morning with apprehension in your stomach, and for a second, you couldn’t understand or remember why you were feeling this way. As soon as you remembered, a smile broke out on your face, the feeling of apprehension turning to glee. The feeling of glee soon turned to worry as you realised that you didn’t know the code to your parents safe but you were sure that you’d figure it out.
You went downstairs for breakfast and your parents hardly glanced up at you as you made some toast, “not working today then, Y/N?” your dad asked and you rolled your eyes.
You’d barely had a day off all week, you were sure that you warranted a day off, “no, I’m today and tomorrow,” you said as you slathered some butter on your toast. You were never going back to that shitty little job.
“What time are you guys setting off?” you asked, they were going on their annual holiday break today.
“We’re leaving here at half three, Sam is staying with his friends while we’re gone,” your mom replied and you nodded, feeling an ache in your heart. You were going to miss your baby brother so much. But, you had to go.
Later on, you were quietly packing your things and you decided to leave a message for Peter, knowing that you would never speak to him again hurt too much. With a sigh, you fogged up the mirror and wrote a message, “hey, Peter. I’m just letting you know that it’s today I’m leaving, so I guess this is goodbye,” the message was a bit more emo than you had intended it to be.
At half three, like clockwork, your parents knocked on your door and opened it a sliver, “we’re going to the airport, we’ll drop Sam at his friend’s on the way.”
You nodded, feeling surprisingly unaffected even though this was probably the last time that you’d see them, if everything went according to plan, “have a good time.”
All of a sudden, the door burst open and Sam came running in to give you a tight hug, “bye, sis!”
You smiled as you kissed the top of his head, it felt like you were betraying him, you’d make him understand one day, “bye, Sammie, I love you, you know that right?”
Sam pulled away from you and gave you a weird look, “I know, I love you too but we’ll see each other in two weeks, won’t we?”
You forced a smile as you nodded, trying to ignore the pain in your chest, “yeah, see you in two weeks kiddo.”
After your parents had been gone for about an hour you spent some time trying to figure out the code to your mom and dad’s safe. They had too much money than they knew what to do with, and you were about to rectify it. Finally, you figured out the code, it was Sam’s birthday. Of course the code was Sam’s birthday, you wondered why your parents loved him more than they loved you. Maybe, it was because they’d adopted Sam, they’d chosen him whereas, they had got stuck with you.
Just as you had expected, there were stacks and stacks of cash in there, you knew that they had cash stashed away but you didn’t realise they had this much. You took enough money to keep you going for a little while, well until you got a job anyway. As you went back to your room, you spied Peter’s message on your bathroom mirror and your heart sank.
“no, please Y/N! Don’t do this, please come and meet me in one hour? By the pond in the park, I can help. Please let me help.”
“I’m sorry, Peter,” you sighed as you grabbed your bags and left your old life behind.
You were nearly across the bridge when the rain started and it quickly grew torrential, and you had a good job keeping the car steady. For just one second you took your eyes off the road to look at a car that was driving far too close. When you looked back at the road, it was much too late, you were going to crash!
You felt the impact of the crash and you felt a searing pain through your stomach, the last thing that you remembered before everything went black was a strange orange flash. You woke up to the sound of your driver’s side window being smashed, you managed to open your eyes and you briefly thought it was odd that the weather was so good. It didn’t even look like it had been raining, from what you could see there were no puddles on the pavement.
“Hey! Are you okay?” you heard a muffled voice, a man’s voice and you realised that someone in a red and suit was holding your head up.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” you slurred and tried to move but you cried out as you felt a searing pain in your stomach and you looked down to find a pool of blood on your white shirt.
The stranger reached through the smashed window to unlock the car, “I need to get you to the hospital!” he opened the door and carefully lifted you into his arms, “try and stay awake for me!”
You felt very tired as he carried you down the street, “who are you?” you asked as you looked up at him.
“I’m Spider-Man.”
You thought that was a funny name and as you yawned, you felt even more tired, “I’m very tired, Mr Spider-Man.”
Spider-Man looked down at you, you couldn’t see the concern on his face but you could hear it in his voice, “no, no! You need to stay with me, you need to stay awake!” his voice grew quieter and more muffled until everything went black again.
Hours later, you woke up to a blinding bright light and you realised that you were in a bed. Wincing, you sat up in the bed, feeling much stronger than before, you ran your hands over your stomach and felt the padding of the bandages. Looking around the room, you noticed that you were in a hospital room.
Before you could even begin to recall what happened, the door opened and in walked an older nurse with a kind face, “you’re awake honey! How are you feeling?”
“Much better, thank you,” you smiled, “somebody saved me, someone called Spider-Man, or maybe it was just a dream,” you laughed at the name but immediately regretted it as pain shot through your stomach.
The nurse smiled, “yeah, he tends to save people,” she laughed and nodded over to the corner of your room, “seems he brought your bags back, or somebody did if it wasn’t Spider-Man.”
You glanced over and with a great sense of relief, you saw that your suitcase and bags were sitting there. You were so glad that you still had all of your things, and more importantly, your savings and the money that you’d stolen from your parents safe.
“What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Y/N,” you smiled, you were glad that she wasn’t pestering you for answers about what happened.
“I’m May Parker, I’ll be looking after you while you’re here, you had major surgery, Y/N. I’m sorry to say that you almost died on the table while the doctors were operating, so the hospital will have to keep you in observation for a few days, okay?”
“Okay, thank you,” you smiled at May, it wasn’t like you had anywhere to go at the moment anyway.
“You’re welcome,” May smiled back, “we tried calling your parents from your phone when you were brought in but we didn’t get an answer.”
“They’re out of the country,” you forced a smile, you were glad that your parents were away for two weeks.
May nodded with a concerned look on her face, “try and get some sleep, darling.”
By day three, you were starting to get really bored, you wrote a lot, you used to love writing and now, you had no excuse not to do it. A knock on the door made you jump and you frowned, May never knocked, she was a lovely person but she was quite firm.
“Come in,” you called out though it came out as more of a question.
In walked a very handsome boy with fluffy dark hair, “who are you?” you narrowed your eyes, he looked to be the same age as you.
He smiled and put two tables on your bedside table, “I’m Peter Parker, May’s nephew. I like to help out sometimes,” you smiled, that was really nice of him.
“I’m Y/N, or sometimes I go by MJ.”
Peter took it upon himself to sit in the chair by your bed, “pretty name.”
You felt the heat rise to your cheeks, that was exactly what your Peter had said. There was something about Peter that was familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it, “have we met? Something about you seems so familiar.”
Peter’s brown eyes widened just a fraction, “no,” he laughed nervously, “I’m pretty sure that I’d remember meeting you,” he bit his lip, “so, what happened?”
You sighed, sitting up to take the pain medication, you normally wouldn’t be telling a perfect stranger but you had no one to talk to, “I was driving across the bridge and it was pouring down with rain, it was difficult to keep the car steady as it was. I took my eyes off the road for one second and I crashed.”
“It was raining?” Peter asked frowning when you nodded, “it hasn’t rained here for about two weeks, we’d be happy for a bit of rain to be honest.”
To say that you were confused was an understatement, “Peter, the rain was torrential, that’s why I crashed. The car skidded,” you sighed, “anyway, Spider-Man saved me, he was pretty great.”
Peter laughed as he ran a hand through your hair, “I’m sure he’d be happy to know that you’re okay. Where are your parents?”
You scoffed a little as you looked at Peter with a raised eyebrow, “nosy, aren’t you?”
Instead of looking offended, Peter only laughed as he held up his hands “guilty as charged, Aunt May always says that,” he shrugged, “no, I just assumed that as soon as your parents heard about this, they’d be running in to see if you were alright.”
“Your Aunt tried to call them from my phone when I was brought in, they’re out of the country.”
Realisation dawned on Peter’s face, “you were trying to get away from them weren’t you?”
Were you that transparent? It seemed that Peter could read you like a book, “please, don’t tell your Aunt about this.”
Peter smiled, “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”
——————————–
Peter laughed at his Aunt as he walked down the corridors of the hospital, she was standing outside Y/N’s room with a smirk on her face, she was standing with a couple of her colleagues. He knew exactly what his Aunt was going to say.
“Back again, sweetheart?” Aunt May laughed and Peter rolled his eyes with a smile.
“No offense, all that MJ has for company is you so I just thought I’d come and see her,” Peter shrugged like it was no big deal, because it was no big deal. Peter thought that Y/N must be going crazy cooped up in that hospital room on her own.
“MJ?” May smirked as she raised an eyebrow, “given her a nickname already? Oh, that’s so sweet.”
“Ha ha, no, she told me when I first met her that she goes by Y/N, or MJ. I didn’t give her that nickname, now if you’ll excuse me?” he laughed as he walked into Y/N’s room.
“Hey MJ,” Peter smiled as he walked in and the girl sat up and smiled at him as she put her pad and pen on the bedside table.
“Peter! I told you that you didn’t have to keep coming to see me,” she smiled, “but I’m glad you’re here.”
Peter flushed as he shrugged it off, “I remember how boring it was to be in a hospital room on your own, I broke my arm when I was ten, it was the most boring week of my life,” he smiled and got a book out of his bag and put it on her bedside table, “thought you could do with some reading material too.”
Y/N smiled and looked at the book, “The Three Musketeers?”
Peter nodded as he sat on the chair that was by her bed, “yeah, it’s one of my favourites, have you ever read it?”
Y/N shook her head, “no, I’ve never even heard of it.” Peter frowned, how had she never heard of it? “how was your day, Peter?” MJ asked with a smile.
Peter laughed as he ran a hand through his hair, “my licence finally came in the mail, not that I’ll be driving through this hell city any time soon.”
MJ smirked at him teasingly, “can I see your picture?”
Peter shook his head quickly, “absolutely not, it’s completely awful, I look like a serial killer!”
She rolled her eyes and whined, “please, Peter? Mine’s awful too, they’re always awful, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” she was already getting out of bed and walking over to her bag.
Peter sighed, “fine, fine,” he laughed when they exchanged driving licences, MJ looked far too happy with this.
“Aw, Peter! You look so cute!” Peter flushed as he grinned at her before he looked down at Y/N’s driving licence.
He smiled at the picture, hers wasn’t awful at all, she looked pretty and fresh faced, not much different to how she looked now, it was when he looked at her name that he frowned, “Y/N Y/L/N, that’s your name?”
“Yeah, why?” Y/N asked and Peter could hear the confusion in her voice.
“No reason,” he muttered but he looked at her date of birth, the date of birth was the same, it was just the address that gave him pause. The address on the driver’s licence was on the same road as Peter’s, it was the house next door. But, no one had lived there for years.
Peter left earlier that day, mainly because he had to finish an assignment for college but he had to speak to his Aunt before he left.
“Aunt May,” he caught her in the corridor and she looked at him with concern.
“Is everything alright sweetheart? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Peter laughed a little, “yeah, um, Y/N wanted to look at my driver’s licence photo so she let me have a look at hers. Aunt May her name is Y/N Y/L/N.”
Aunt May sighed, “yes, I know. I saw her date of birth as well.”
Peter was feeling conflicted, “should we tell her?”
“Absolutely not, if we tell her she’s got the same name and the same date of birth as a girl who went missing fifteen years ago she’ll have more questions than we’ve got answers for.”
Summary: You’ve never felt like you belong, your parents certainly treat you like you don’t belong. Then the absolute impossible happens which leads you to a handsome, grieving boy, and you realise that home isn’t a place. It’s a person.
Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, mentions of death
Words:2191
Disclaimer:This is set a couple of years after tasm 2 but it may still have some nwh spoilers so read at your own risk, and this gif doesn’t belong to me!
A/N:So, I think the other parts are gonna be a bit longer, this was just an intro really! I promise that Peter and Y/N are gonna properly meet in the next one! Hope you guys enjoy this and please let me know what you think, let me know if you want to be tagged! I love you all! xxx
You shivered as you walked down the street in the freezing cold, your manager at the shitty little restaurant that you’d been working in since graduation made you do an extra shift. As a result, you’d missed your bus and you hated getting the subway, you felt really unsafe when you did decide to get the subway. You couldn’t wait until your car was out of the shop, it had to go in for a service the other day. So, walking seemed the lesser of the two evils. You had to look on the bright side though, it had stopped raining about ten minutes ago.
A wave of cold water washed over you, making you gasp as you glared at the car which had just drenched you by driving through a lake sized puddle, “jerks!” you yelled after the car, knowing that it was futile. As you wrung the water out of your hair you sped up your pace, wanting to get home as soon as possible.
As you got to the porch of your house, you sighed as you spied your parents through the window, sitting in the living room. Your stomach filled with dread and it was almost laughable. What person would ever dread seeing their parents? If more people had parents like yours then you were sure that they’d understand. You reluctantly made your way up the porch steps and into the warm toasty house. You glanced at the fireplace in the living room, and sure enough it was blazing away.
“You’re late, Y/N,” you heard your dad say, and you rolled your eyes, you didn’t realise that you had a curfew at the age of 22.
“My manager made me do an extra shift and I missed my bus, you know that I begrudge getting the subway,” you replied, hovering in the doorway of the living room. Your little brother, Sam smiled at you, it felt like he was the only person in the world who loved you.
“We’re going for late dinner tonight,” your mom said without even looking up from her laptop.
You knew that ‘we’ meant her and your dad, so you grinned over at Sam, “want to get some pizza, squirt?”
Sam bit his lip and looked at your dad, “Sam’s coming with us, I trust that you can sort your own dinner out?” your dad sneered at you.
Even though you were used to your parents dismissing you like you were nothing, you still felt a stinging in your chest but you tried not to let it show on your face. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you upset.
“I think I can manage,” you scoffed before shaking your head and turning around and running up the stairs, taking two at the time, you wanted to get away from your parents as quickly as possible. You hated living here, you thought college was your ticket out of here but NYU was the only school who had accepted you and you couldn’t afford to move out. You had even had to take a GAP year after graduating from University so you could work in your spare time.
You were hoping to do a Master’s degree in Philadelphia so you could finally get away from your parents and out of New York. New York just wasn’t home. You threw your bag onto your bed as you walked into your en suite to start your shower. As the water was heating up, you sat on the edge of your bed, and looked at the framed photograph on your nightstand.
It was a photograph of you when you were a kid at the fairground with cotton candy all around your face, you only partly remembered that day but one thing you did remember was how happy you were. You’d gone to the fairground with your parents and your dad had bought you the biggest bag of cotton candy that you’d ever seen, even though he knew you’d get it all over your face. Your dad must have been a different person back then.
Another memory that was your favourite was when your dad gave you a nickname because you having a rough time in elementary school and the nickname made you feel like you were someone else, if only for a little while. The weird thing was that in both of those memories, you couldn’t remember your dad’s face, maybe you just couldn’t imagine him being a good father.
You took the photograph out of the frame and smiled as you turned it over and read the inscription, ‘to my MJ, love Dad xxx’ MJ was your nickname, though he never called you that anymore. With a sigh, you put the photograph down and walked into your bathroom, the mirror was all fogged up from the steam of your shower so you wrote on the glass.
‘I don’t belong here,’ you thought it would make you feel seeing it written out, it didn’t, really.
You spent so much time in the scalding hot shower, and it was only when you heard the front door slam closed that you got out, and wrapped a warm fluffy towel around your wet body. You screamed in surprise as you looked up at the mirror to find there was a message on the glass, a message that you certainly hadn’t written.
‘Um, hi? Is this like in Harry Potter where he writes in Tom Riddle’s diary and the diary writes back to him?”
You frowned, more curious than scared. What the hell was Harry Potter? And, how was someone writing on your bathroom mirror? This had to be some impossible joke, this was impossible. In a weird sort of trance, you rubbed out the message and wrote on a fogged part of the glass.
“What in the world is Harry Potter?” a moment later you watched in disbelief as you watched the writing go across the mirror.
“You’ve never heard of Harry Potter? That’s sad :( it’s the series where a kid finds out he’s a wizard and he goes to a magic school, does it not ring a bell?”
You laughed at the reply as you wracked your brain, you were very sure that you had never heard of Harry Potter, “nope, I’ve never heard of it! Hey, you’re not a ghost, are you? I mean I can see your replies being written across my mirror so the most logical explanation is that you’re a ghost.”
You eagerly awaited the reply, your mood had improved drastically in the past couple of minutes. The reply was taking a little longer, it seemed that this stranger was taking their time curating their response, “I am not a ghost, thank you very much!! My name is Peter! Maybe you’re the ghost, after all, you did write the first message!”
You laughed as you dragged a comb through your wet hair, the person you were speaking to – if there was anybody even there – was a boy, “I’m not a ghost either! I’m Y/N, how old are you?”
“Y/N? That’s a real pretty name, I’m 22. How old are you?”
Your cheeks heated up at the compliment but you refused to acknowledge it, “me too.”
Later on that evening, you made yourself some dinner and put on a shitty horror movie, all the while thinking about Peter, it was impossible to be conversing with someone through a mirror. Maybe, maybe you had finally cracked, were you so lonely that you had imagined the whole thing? Was Peter merely a figment of your imagination.
That night you were having a hard time falling asleep so once again, you walked into your bathroom, breathed on your mirror to fog it up and wrote a message to Peter, “Peter? Are you awake?”
About half an hour later, a message was scrawled back across your mirror, “yeah, Y/N. What’s up?”
You bit your lip, if somebody was impossibly on the other side of the mirror, you didn’t want to overload all your feelings and insecurities but you had to tell someone, “nothing, it’s just I’m sorry about before with my whole ‘woe is me’ act, my parents are complete assholes,” calling them assholes was putting it lightly but you didn’t want to go into full detail.
“Don’t even worry about it Y/N! I’m sorry that they’re being assholes, that shouldn’t be their job. Look, I know that this is completely crazy and I don’t even know if you’re there, I could be talking to myself but if you ever need to talk to someone, I’m just a message away.”
You smiled, you wanted Peter to be real, “thanks, Peter. I just can’t wait to get out of here,” you sighed and sat back, now that you thought about it, you could run away without a trace, all you had to do was wait until your car was out of the garage and you had to wait about a month and a half before your parents left the country to go on holiday. But, you could run away, you had to run away.
———————————–
May Parker looked up in surprise as her nephew walked through the door, Peter smiled at her as he walked over to the fridge to grab a soda. Aunt May narrowed her eyes at him, confusion etched on her face.
“What?” Peter asked as he ran a hand through his hair.
Aunt May shrugged before she turned back round to the stove, “I wasn’t expecting you for dinner tonight. I thought you had a date.”
Peter sighed, the guilt curling in his stomach like a monster, “I thought that I was ready to date but I’m not, flirting is all well and good but I’m not ready for something real,” the memory of losing Gwen still killed him, knowing that he hadn’t been strong enough to save her was the worst kind of torment.
Aunt May nodded understandingly as she kissed his forehead and brushed his hair back, Peter was very grateful that she knew what he was going through and she knew exactly how he felt, “take your time, you loved Gwen so much, there’s no rush to move on, sweetheart,” she smiled, “meatloaf okay for dinner?”
Peter nodded with a smile, “yeah, sure,” at least it wasn’t spaghetti again. He made his way up the stairs and threw his bag on his bed with a sigh. Peter wanted to speak to her, he wanted to speak to Y/N like he had done for the past month. He wanted to know whether she was real or not, she was his friend. But, there was no way to see her.
Peter walked into the bathroom, fogged up the glass so he could write to her, “you there, Y/N?” as he awaited her reply, he decided to get changed into his comfy clothes, wincing as he brushed against a bruise on his body. He’d received multiple cuts and bruises, along with a gun shot from a crazy guy called ‘Kraven the Hunter.’ Just when he thought super villains couldn’t get any crazier, they always seemed to surpass themselves.
A couple of hours later, Y/N replied, “hey, Pete! I’m so sorry, I had to work overtime if I want to move out of my parent’s place!”
Peter smiled as he rubbed out the message and wrote back, “no worries! You really work long hours at this restaurant. Where is it? I want to come and see you, if that’s okay?” he bit his lip, hoping he wasn’t being too forward.
“I’d love that, Peter! I work in the newish French restaurant and bar just across from the park by the library.”
Peter frowned, there wasn’t a library across the park and there certainly wasn’t a French restaurant, “Y/N… there isn’t a French restaurant there, aren’t they just those fancy apartments.”
Y/N’s reply came back quickly, scrawled messily across the mirror, “uh, yeah there definitely is! I’ve been working there for over a year, Peter.”
Peter frowned, he’d have to go and have another look, he’d lived in the city for the whole of his life so he was sure he’d notice if a French restaurant popped up right where the fancy apartments were.
“Tell me about your day, Peter?”
“Well, I was meant to go out on a date this evening but I had to cancel at the last minute,” he paused in his writing, this wasn’t the first time he’d contemplated telling Y/N about what had happened to Gwen, but he just couldn’t, “I sent some more photographs to The Daily Bugle, the same old stuff really,” he was leaving out the bit where he stopped a bank robbery but he couldn’t ever tell anyone that he was Spider-Man. People got hurt when they knew, Gwen had been proof of that.
Before Y/N could write a reply, Aunt May shouted up, “Peter, sweetheart! Dinner’s ready!”
“I’m sorry, Y/N, I have to go, I’ll talk to you later!”
As he was leaving the bathroom, he glanced over his shoulder and grinned at the reply that he saw across his mirror, “speak to you later, Peter! Xoxo’
Summary: You’ve never felt like you belong, your parents certainly treat you like you don’t belong. Then the absolute impossible happens which leads you to a handsome, grieving boy, and you realise that home isn’t a place. It’s a person.
Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of death, character death, swearing, possible smut in later chapters
Disclaimer: I know the premise of this fic could never happen in the MCU because it has something to do with the multiverse (don’t want to give you any spoilers ;) ) this is set a couple of years after tasm 2 but it may still have some nwh spoilers so read at your own risk!
A/N: So, I got this impossible idea after watching no way home and I’m so excited to write it! Let me know if you guys would like to be tagged, I love you all! xxx
You opened your eyes as a bright light surrounded your eyes. You blinked several times to adjust the bright light. You realized that you were laying on the ground and that you were in a town. But not New York. It seemed from whatever had brought you here, wanted you to be there.
You stood up from the ground and looked around. It was quiet and the only person was you, standing lost in some neighborhood. You didn’t know how or why you were there but something inside of your stomach was telling you it was wrong.
You needed to get out of there.
You looked around and began to walk. You didn’t know where, but all you knew was that you were trying to find someone that could tell where you were and how to get out of there. Soon enough, you find yourself standing in front of a house.
You furrowed your brows and wondered why it led you there. You couldn’t explain it but something or someone was drawing you closer. You knocked on the door and the door opened to reveal a woman. ‘’Can I help you?’’ The woman answered with a kind smile. You looked at her and saw that her clothes were different from yours.
You didn’t know why but the woman in front of you was strange. ‘’Yes, I’m a little lost and I was wondering if I could borrow your phone?’’ You asked her. ‘’Of course! Anything for a lost cause,’’ The woman responded kindly. She let you in as you stepped inside the house.
‘’Can I offer you a drink? Or something to eat?’’ She questioned as you shook your head.
‘’No, thanks,’’ You answered. ‘’So, tell me, kiddo, what brings you here to Westview?’’ The woman in front of you asked. She held a curious expression and looked at you. ‘’I don’t know actually, it’s kind of a long story,’’ You answered as she nodded.
‘’The phone’s in the kitchen,’’ She answered as you nodded. You took the phone but something told you that the woman was kind off of. You tried to push the numbers in but all you could hear was static. The phone wasn’t working.
You walked to the living room. ‘’Excuse me, the phone isn’t working,’’ You told her. ‘’Oh, sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t know, my husband Ralf is working late and he’s the only one in his house who can fix those things,’’ The woman apologized.
‘’You can stay over for the night? If you have no rush of course,’’
You looked at her. ‘’Of course,’’ You answered. You didn’t see what harm any harm would do. ‘’Perfect! I will begin with the dinner right now!’’ The woman told you with a smile. She began to walk past you but you felt something weird. ‘’Excuse me-’’ You said and touched her shoulder.
You let out a gasp when you saw the woman change into different clothes. ‘’Woah! finally!’’ The woman in front of you responded. The woman began to mutter something before she noticed you. ‘’Oh, my…’’ She began to say and you looked at her confused. ‘’Who are you?’’ You asked as she looked at you with amazement. ‘’The question is who are you?’’ She repeated and began to circle around. ‘’You are her, aren’t you?’’ The woman spoke with wide eyes. ‘’Who?’’ You looked at her. ‘’Don’t worry, soon enough, you will know exactly who you are,’’
‘’My name’s Agatha Harkness, lovely to meet you,’’ She introduced herself as she stepped closer. And it was all you remembered before you saw her using her magic towards you. You stood frozen as you watched her disappear into thin air while your eyes began to glow purple with a smirk on your face.
Warnings: blood and gore, mentions of death, violence.
A/N: chapter eight!! and i will post epilogue later tonight. please leave a comment of what you thought of this chapter or hit the reblog button and the like button!
‘’Where’s Peter?’’ You asked them once as you let go of MJ and Ned from your embrace.
Panic flooded through you when you remembered that he had been hit by the Green Goblin. ‘’Is he okay?’’ You questioned them as your eyes darted between the two. ‘’He’s over there,’’ MJ answered and pointed behind you. The shield that had fallen from the statue was now on the ground.
You could see Norman and Peter fighting against each other but the thing was that Norman wasn’t even fighting back. You watched with horror as Peter kept punching him and you’ve spent your life trying to protect him away from the darkness.
Peter held Norman’s glider in his hands and before he could throw it, he was stopped by Peter 2. Peter gritted his teeth with anger in his eyes as he tried to push the glider against Peter 2. He grunted with anger with every push he tried to do past by Peter 2 but it was no use. Peter 2 froze as his eyes were wide when he felt Norman stab him in the back. He gasped and fell to the ground.
‘’She’s dead because of you, I may have struck her, but you…You are the one that killed her,’’ Norman told him as he began to laugh menacingly. Peter 3 threw a knife at Peter, you watched him with horror as he stabbed Norman in the neck. He fell to the ground as you watched blood pour out.
Both Peters ran to Peter on the ground. ‘’You okay?’’ Peter 3 asked as Peter 2 laughed while lying on the floor. ‘’Yeah, I’ve been stabbed multiple times,’’ Peter 2 responded while Peter 3 helped him stand up. ‘’Okay, let me help you up,’’ He told him as Peter 2 groaned in pain as Peter 1 looked at them. ‘’I have to go and see Doctor Strange, I’ll be back,’’ Peter told them and pointed towards Doctor Strange on top of the statue. They both nodded and watched him swing away.
‘’I’m going to go over there with them, you wanna come with me?’’ You asked MJ and gestured your head towards them. MJ nodded and then looked at Ned. ‘’Yeah,’’ She answered. The three of you walked over to the two Peters. ‘’Hey, what’s going on?’’ You questioned as you looked between the two.
‘’I think this might be it,’’ You heard a voice behind you as you whipped your head and saw Peter. He met your eyes and he was relieved that you were still alive. You watched Peter as he walked towards the other Peters. ‘’Look, I uh, thank you, I just, I- I want to tell you…’’ Peter stumbled between his words. ‘’Peter, we know, it what we do,’’
Peter looked at them with a comforting smile before he pointed towards MJ and Ned. ‘’I guess, I’m gonna talk to my friends, thank you,’’ Peter told them. ‘’For everything,’’ They nodded and watched him go to MJ and Ned. You watched Peter go to Ned and MJ as you felt Peter 3’s gaze on you.
You approached the two of them. ‘’How’s your wound?’’ You asked Peter 2 with a concerned gaze. ‘’I have been through worse,’’ Peter 2 responded with a chuckle. He looked between the two of you. ‘’I will let you talk with him alone,’’ He told you as you sent him a smile and watched him stumble away.
You felt his hand sneaking around your waist as he dragged you closer to his body and placed his forehead against yours. ‘’I guess, this is the end,’’ He mumbled as you met his eyes. ‘’Yeah,’’ You nodded. ‘’Will I ever see you again?’’ He asked as you looked into his eyes. ‘’Something is telling me that we will see each other again,’’ You answered.
You heard footsteps approaching you and you turned your head and saw Peter coming towards you. ‘’Hey, we need to talk,’’ Peter told you as you looked at him concerned. You looked at Peter 3 before you followed him to Ned and MJ. ‘’You’re going to forget who I am,’’ He revealed as soon the four of you gathered.
‘’Excuse me-’’
‘’What?’’ MJ and you spoke at the same time.
‘’It’s okay, I’ll come to find you guys and I’ll explain, I’ll make you remember me,’’ You looked at him with a concerned expression. ‘’Yeah? And what if that doesn’t work? What if we can’t remember you?’’ You rambled. ‘’I don’t wanna do that,’’ Peter looked at you. ‘’There’s nothing we can do,’’
‘’So we’ll just completely forget you? After everything, we had been through?’’ You exclaimed with a lump in your throat. ‘’It’s the only way…’’ Peter responded sadly.
‘’Promise you’ll find us?’’ Ned spoke.
‘’I promise,’’ Peter whispered and did his signature handshake, a final goodbye. Peter looked at you, as he could see tears streaming down your face. ‘’You have to come to find us, Peter, It won’t be the same,’’ You told him and shook your head. Peter looked at you and embraced you tightly.
‘’I know,’’
‘’It’s happening,’’ You heard Doctor Strange’s voice. You all turned to him as you could see the sky turned into purple and split in the middle. You looked at Stephen with concern. ‘’What’s happening?’’ You called out as he tried to stop whatever is happening come through. He looked at you.
‘’They’re starting to come through and I can’t stop it,’’ He told you as you saw different shadows of people trying to come through. ‘’There’s got to be another way,’’ Peter said.
‘’There is a way,’’ He responded and looked at you. ‘’My magic is not strong for this, but you…’’
‘’No, no way,’’ You stopped him and shook his head. ‘’I’m not doing this and you both know why,’’ You argued as you felt fear coursing through. ‘’Y/N we don’t have time, any second now, people from different of the multiverse will breakthrough and there’s nothing we could do and stop them,’’
‘’I- I can’t…’’ You gulped.
‘’It’s the only way…’’ He responded. You looked at Peter for help. ‘’You can do this, Y/n,’’ Peter 3 said as he approached you. ‘’But what if…’’ You began to say as he cut you off. ‘’There’s no if, you can do it, and I know you will because we all believe in you,’’ Peter 3 assured as he held your hand.
You looked at him and nodded. ‘’Remember what we taught you,’’ Stephen told you. You looked at him and began to close your eyes. You felt your magic through your veins and as you opened your eyes, they began to glow purple. You began to do the spell and remember Wanda’s words and as well Stephen echoed through your mind.
But you felt something strange.
‘’Something is wrong,’’ You spoke.
‘’What’s happening, Y/n?’’ You heard Stephen’s question.
‘’I don’t know,’’ You answered. You began to feel pain in your stomach and you felt that you were losing control. You could hear Peter 3’s voice and Stephen calling your name in the background but to you it was quiet. A sudden bright light surrounded them all that had them cover their eyes.
And suddenly, everything went quiet.
‘’Did she do it?’’ Peter 1 questioned. Peter 3 looked at his hand and saw it begin to glow.
‘’She did it,’’ He answered as Peter 1 watched them disappear.
‘’But where is she?’’ Stephen asked. Peter looked at him.
You tried not to think about it, but it was hard not to.
You were worried. So worried for him and you knew that he could take care of himself. You wondered if this was fate. That the two of you were meant to be with each other no matter the odds.
MJ noticed your expression when you walked out of the balcony and she knew that something was going on between you and Peter 3. All of them noticed it but they didn’t ask.
You sighed and fidgeted your fingers nervously. ‘’When is he going to throw the box to us?’’ Ned asked for the millionth time. You didn’t blame him since the three of you were nervous. You wanted to help them but you were too scared of using your powers so you stayed behind with Ned and MJ.
‘’I don’t know when the signal comes,’’ You responded and gulped. ‘’Wait, there’s Peter!’’ MJ’s voice called out as you saw a portal approaching you. You looked at her and saw Spiderman swinging towards you. ‘’Where?’’ You questioned and moved closer so you could see him.
‘’MJ, heads up!’’ He shouted and swung from pole to pole and threw the box. MJ crouched and caught it just in time. ‘’Close it, Ned!’’ You yelled as he nodded and began to move his finger to close it but it never did. ‘’Why isn’t it closing?’’ You replied with a shaky voice. ‘’It’s not closing,’’ MJ stated as both of you looked over Ned.
‘’Why?’’
‘’I-I don’t know!’’ Ned panicked as he repeated his movements desperately. ‘’Have you closed it before?’’ MJ asked and tilted her head. ‘’No! I mean, I’ve opened-’’
‘’Ned! Why didn’t you let us know before?’’ MJ shouted as you closed your eyes. ‘’Oh, we’re so screwed,’’ You commented. ‘’It just slipped my mind!’’ Ned yelled panicked. ‘’Okay, just keep trying,’’ You told him as you tried to calm him down.
‘’Do you want me to try instead?’’ You asked him. ‘’No, I won’t let you do it since we both know your powers are uncontrollable,’’ Ned stated as he hid the ring away. You looked at him with amusement. ‘’For the love of god, Ned-’’ You two kept bickering while you heard MJ’s voice.
‘’Guys!, No, No,’’ She panicked as you felt MJ pull you away from Ned. ‘’And that’s a lizard,’’ You stated with wide eyes and saw the lizard running towards all of you. Ned tried to close the portal as both of you and MJ began to yell. You pulled Ned as all of you ran back to screaming with fear.
You heard him roar and before you could process what was happening, a web was shot and Peter kicked him in the back. The Lizard roared as wood was flying everywhere and you could hear MJ scream. ‘’Run!’’ The three of you were running out of the portal and through the scaffolding. You looked up and saw Stephen walking out of the portal and you gulped when you saw your mentor’s expression. ‘’Where is he?’’ He asked you and met your eyes as he took the box away from MJ and Ned. ‘’Wait, wait, the plan is working! Peter is curing them,’’ Ned tried to explain as you all turned to behind to see Peter Parker standing near a green smoke.
‘’Well, I’ll be damned,’’ Stephen muttered and turned back towards Ned with a frown. ‘’Did you just open a portal?’’ Ned nodded. ‘’Yes, sir, I did,’’
‘’Several times, actually,’’ You agreed as Stephen looked at you. ‘’Is it over?’’ You asked as you looked over and saw Peter 3 with his mask off as he talked with Electro. The older Peter was talking to Doc Ock. ‘’Not yet,’’ Stephen answered and disappeared into another portal. You watched as he was in front of your Peter as he yelled Peter’s name and soon enough the others Peter went to join him.
You let out a small laugh towards the scene. ‘’After this, I need to take a long nap,’’ You commented and looked at MJ. MJ hummed in response and stood next to you as she placed her head on top of your shoulder. Suddenly, everything went quiet when you saw the fear on their faces.
‘’Can the Spiderman come out and play?’’ A voice called out as the green goblin came out with his slider. You looked at him with horror as you saw that he threw out his device in the air. The bomb blew up while he took the chance to steal the box from Stephen. ‘’Strange, no!’’ You screamed as the bomb went off. An explosion made your ears ring. Black smoke was covered in the sky as you felt the poles shake.
The Statues shield crashed through the poles and before you knew it, you could feel that you were falling down. You let out a breath while you saw that both MJ and Ned tried to help you from falling. Everything fell silent and it felt like everything was in slow motion but yet it happened so fast.
You could hear MJ and Ned scream in the background. You closed your eyes and almost accepted it, that this was the end. But you saw Peter, your brother fall for you before the green goblin threw him away from you. Peter 3 saw you falling as he leaped off the statue for you.
He needed to be alive for him.
His body fell towards you tightly around the waist as your face was buried into his neck. Your body shivered with fear as Peter shot webs to the top of a pole once he landed on the ground. Nobody said anything at first as he let you breathe for a second.
‘’Are you okay?’’ He asked, his voice shaking. You looked up with him, fear crossing your face, and nodded. You saw him as he tried to hold back a sob. You looked at him with sympathy before you cupped his cheek. He leaned in your hand as he placed his forehead on top of yours.
This time when the two of you leaned into each other, Peter didn’t hesitate to place his lips against yours. The kiss was bittersweet and it was known that maybe fate was planning that the two of you belonged to each other.
You gasped as the two of you tried to catch your breath as you looked into his eyes. ‘’Thank you for saving me,’’ You replied as you wiped the tears from his face. He smiled at you. ‘’I’m just relieved that I got a second chance,’’ He responded as he placed you back to the ground.
‘’Peter’s fighting Norman,’’ You told him as he nodded. ‘’I should probably go back,’’ He commented as you nodded. ‘’I’ll be back,’’ He replied before he kissed you one more time before he went back to Peter.
Warnings: blood and gore, mentions of death, violence.
A/N: and, I’m back! starting this comeback with a new layout for my blog and chapter six of Multiverse of Madness. You have no idea what I have plans for the reader for the upcoming parts. Please, leave a comment down below or please hit the reblog caption or give this chapter a like.
‘’It is weird, isn’t it?’’ Ned’s voice gained your attention back to him. You took your eyes off Peter 3.
‘’What is weird?’’ You asked him with a frown. ‘’That we found out that multiverse is real and there are other spidermen and where you have a crush on one of them considering that Peter 1 is literally like your brother?’’ Ned spoke.
You looked at him with wide eyes. ‘’I do not-’’ You began to say as he waved you off. ‘’Save the details,’’ He shrugged it off. You only stared at him blankly. ‘’It doesn’t matter anyway, I’m going to die soon, it’s no point.’’ You shrugged. Ned looked at you with sadness before he glanced back at Peter 3.
‘’Go and talk to him,’’ Ned told you as you looked at him. ‘’I know you said it wasn’t the point to get to know him, but both of you lost the people you loved and it wouldn’t hurt anyway since he’s going to go back to his world when we’re done with this,’’ Ned responded as you looked at him.
He had a good point.
You let out a deep breath before turning one last glance at Ned. ‘’Wish me good luck,’’ You muttered as he sent you an encouraging grin before you walked towards Peter 3. Your heart started to race fast and Peter 3 could hear it. He didn’t know why he felt this way but when he knew that you were going to approach him, he felt excited.
He hasn’t met someone like you. Not after when he lost Gwen and when Gwen died, he longed to feel the love that Gwen gave to him whenever she was near. He grew hopeless, thinking that he maybe was destined to be alone for the rest of his life.
That was until when he met you. He had heard about you in his universe, but in his world, you were a villain. He only heard the rumors about a girl born with the fate that was already destined to be the destroyer of the world. To end all of the Sorcerer supreme.
Unlike the others, he pitied you.
He saw from the corner of his eye that you approached him. But before you could talk to him, MJ approached you. His expression dropped. ‘’Hey, sorry for interrupting, but I convinced our Peter to talk to you,’’ MJ told you. You looked at her. ‘’No matter how angry he is, he can’t lose you, and both of you know it,’’ MJ responded.
‘’He’s standing at the balcony,’’ MJ informed as she gestured towards the balcony where you could see Peter 1 standing. You nodded as you walked towards Peter 1. The fresh air hit you once as you opened the door before you stood next to him. Nobody said anything at first while the two of you looked at New York.
‘’I know that you still hate me for what I did,’’ You replied as you kept staring at New York. You could feel Peter’s gaze on you. ‘’But you should know that I never meant to hurt you,’’ You told him and met his eyes.
‘’But I can’t let you die,’’ Peter commented with tears in his eyes.
‘’I know,’’ You whispered. ‘’But we don’t have a choice,’’
‘’There’s always a choice,’’ Peter began to say. ‘’Not this time,’’ You answered and shook your head. Peter looked at you. ‘’Are you sure? Have you ever asked about it?’’ Peter questioned. ‘’Or even tried to stop it?’’
‘’Of course, I have, Peter, there’s no other way,’’ You replied. ‘’New beginnings have an ending and there’s nothing we can’t change about it,’’ You told him.
-
You stood alone while Peter was with the others. You needed some time alone to think about your life. You didn’t want to die. You wanted to live but when the prophecy was already settled, you knew that you didn’t have a choice.
You heard the door open from behind as you turned around and much to your surprise, you saw Peter 3. ‘’Are you okay? I haven’t seen you inside for a while,’’ He responded with an assuring smile. ‘’I’m fine,’’ You replied with a smile. But Peter could tell that something was bothering you.
‘’Something else is bothering you, I can see it, you can’t lie to me, you know?’’ He chuckled and stood next to you. ‘’It took my whole life to understand if there’s something worth fighting for,’’ You spit it out. You didn’t know why you were opening up to some stranger but you and Peter 3 did become very close in a very short time.
You’ve always felt different around your friends, and even to your so-called brother. ‘’I feel like I’m not capable of doing anything and I’m justtired,’’ You confessed and closed your eyes. Peter looked at you and you felt his hands on your shoulders. ‘’Look at me,’’ You opened your eyes and met his brown ones. You never realized until now how beautiful they were.
‘’Listen to me, I know how you feel and we both are tired and it’s okay to feel like this,’’ He assured you. ‘’When I lost Gwen, I was tired of life, I was thinking that I had done something wrong that maybe I was destined to be alone maybe forever, but did you know what I did?’’ He questioned as you shook your head.
‘’I kept fighting, again and again,’’
You didn’t say anything but kept quiet. You looked at his face and you almost got lost in his eyes. Without the two of you knowing, you two kept leaning into each other. From almost day one, you had felt that you needed to be close with Peter. You didn’t know why but something drew you closer to him.
It took entire Peter’s strength to pull him back away from you. He didn’t want to look at your face since he knew that it hurt you too. ‘’Peter…’’ You began to say and he shook his head and it’s almost you could hear his thoughts.
‘’Don’t,’’ He began and stepped away from you slowly. You looked at him with tears in your eyes. ‘’I don’t want you to end up like her,’’ Peter told you as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat. ‘’I know,’’ You whispered. ‘’But she would’ve wanted you to be happy,’’ You assured him.
‘’I don’t want this, I want to protect you, even from myself,’’
‘’Just please…’’ You pleaded. ‘’Just let me love you,’’ You responded.
‘’This shouldn’t have happened,’’ Peter said before he walked away from you, leaving you all alone on the balcony. You tried to stop him but he could walk away. You fell on the floor with your hand on your stomach, broken.
It was all over the news and as soon you heard it, your heart broke. You knew her through Peter and ever since she knew that you and Peter were like siblings, she started to take care of you as her own. You wanted to break down in Ned’s aunt’s living room but you needed to be strong and be there for Peter.
That’s at least you can give it to him when the steaks are high. Peter was off to find the other guys while you, MJ, and Ned had to guard the object that Peter gave. You didn’t know what it was for but Peter told you it was an object where it would send the guys off back to their universes.
So, here you were, stuck with your old friends and hoping to see the open door by Peter. But he didn’t come and you all were worried about him. MJ wanted to press the button, but you had told her that you guys should wait for Peter. That’s how you ended here, Ned with Doctor’s Strange’s ring trying to find Peter Parker.
‘’Ned…Do that again,’’ You hear MJ whisper with her eyes wide as she leaned closer. Your breath hitched as you watched him the nod and close his eyes. ‘’I just we could see him!’’ Ned called out, moving his fist into a circular motion. A familiar beam of yellow light form appeared in front of you.
You widened your eyes when you saw the back of a man in a spiderman suit far away in the alleyway. He whipped his body around, eyes wide at the portal. ‘’Oh my god,’’ You whispered as you began to feel relieved when you saw that your Peter was okay. ‘’Is that him?’’ MJ asked you as she leaned over. ‘’It has to be, right?’’ You asked her.
‘’Yeah,’’ Ned stammered with his mouth agape. ‘’Peter!’’ MJ called him.
‘’Peter!’’ The three of you began to call out to him. Peter began to jog closer to the portal, but as he came closer, you could feel that he wasn’t your Peter. You squinted your eyes when you saw his suit closer. It wasn’t the same and you immediately knew that wasn’t your Peter. You grabbed MJ’s arm as you put her behind you.
He swiftly grabbed his mask to reveal his identity, but it wasn’t Peter Parker. It was a man who seemed to be older than your Peter, he had long messy hair as he studied each of you. His eyes suddenly turned towards you as his expression changed. ‘’Who the hell are you?’’ You and MJ asked at the same time while she pointed at him.
‘’I’m Peter Parker,’’ He responded.
‘’No, you’re not,’’ You told him as he looked at you with a chuckle.
‘’I’m spiderman, in my world-’’ He responded as he pointed to himself before he continued. ‘’But yesterday, I was just here,’’ He replied slowly as his eyes darted towards everyone.
‘’Wow,’’ Ned commented as Peter cautiously moved towards the side. ‘’Multidimensional reality and matter displacement, all real?’’ He asked as you watched him with amusement.
‘’Yes,’’ You answered dryly. ‘’I knew it!’’ A smile grew onto his face as he pumped his fist into the air. ‘’Anyway, we still need to find our Peter,’’ You told them as you brought back the attention.
‘’No offense,’’ You replied and looked towards the other Peter.
‘’None taken,’’ Peter commented. MJ nodded her head as the two of you turned towards Ned. ‘’You’re ready for this big boy?’’ You asked him as he nodded as he squinted his eyes and prepared to cast the other portal. ‘’Find Peter parker!’’ Ned called out as he did the same motion as he did earlier. You furrowed your brows when you saw a man come closer, but not Peter.
‘’Hello,’’ He greeted all of you as you frowned. He wasn’t Peter but older and looked like a regular man as he waved. ‘’Uhm, I hope it was okay, I just came through this-’’ He turned to look at the portal before it closed. ‘’Oh, it’s just closed,’’ He responded confused.
Nobody spoke before his gaze drifted towards the other Peter and then suddenly, they shot webs to each other as they flipped upside and down before they paused and started laughing. You looked towards MJ. ‘’What just happened?’’ You whispered as she shrugged.
‘’I have no idea,’’ She responded. ‘’You’re spiderman too, why don’t you just say that?’’ Ned asked the older Peter.
‘’That kind of defeats the whole anonymous superhero thing,’’ He laughed as you looked towards the other Peter. ‘’Wait, you said the same thing,’’ You answered and tilted your head as Peter chuckled towards your expression.
‘’Okay guys, I think we’re getting distracted, we need to find our real Peter,’’ MJ replied as you nodded. ‘’Alright, how do we find him?’’ You asked them as you looked towards Peter 2 and 3. ‘’Why are you looking at us?’’ Peter two asked. ‘’Because you are the same person? You guys would have a place where you can be just you?’’ You questioned. ‘’Get away from everything?’’ You added.
‘’Well, there is a place that he would go to that has a meaning to him?’’ Peter 3 asked. ‘’From me, it was the top of the Chrysler building,’’
‘’Empire state building,’’
‘’That is a sweet view,’’
‘’Yeah, I know where that might be,’’ MJ told them.
-
‘’Do you need any help?’’ Peter 3 asked as soon as all of you had arrived at the place. He had swung MJ and Ned to the roof. You chuckled at him and shook your head. ‘’No, I’m good, I have my own thing,’’ You answered as he looked at you with confusion.
‘’I’ll show you,’’ You replied with a sly grin as your hands glowed into a purple color before you used your magic to float on the roof. ‘’Wow,’’ You heard him as he swung himself back to the roof.
‘’It’s not much, but it’s the only thing that doesn’t remind me of how bad it can be sometimes,’’ You told him. You didn’t know why you began to tell him all of that. But something about it made you wanna tell your story.
‘’How bad can it be then?’’ He asked with wide eyes.
‘’Bad, almost as bad I can hurt the people I love,’’ You told him sadly before walking towards Peter. ‘’Peter, there are some people here you need to meet,’’ You told him as he turned around and looked at you.
‘’What?’’ He choked out and looked up towards the building where two dark figures sat low. ‘’Wait, wait, wait,’’ He held up his hand when he widened his eyes that he saw that they had the same suit.
‘’I’m sorry about May,’’
‘’I got some understanding of-’’ Peter 3 tried to assure him but got cut off.
‘’No, you have no idea what I’m going through, she’s gone and it’s all my fault, she died for nothing,’’ Peter told them with tears in his eyes. ‘’You don’t belong here, those guys are from your world, right? You deal with it, either they die or you help them, I don’t care anymore, I’m done,’’
‘’Peter-’’ You began to say but he looked at you.
‘’Don’t-’’ He began to say. ‘’You don’t have the right to stand here and try to tell me where everything is going to be all right after you left me,’’
You stood frozen there as you looked at him with hurt in your eyes. ‘’I lost Gwen,’’ Peter 3 began to say after a short silence. “I couldn’t save her, I won’t ever forgive myself for that, I carry on and try to continue being that friendly neighborhood spiderman, because I know that’s what she would have wanted.”
‘’But then I stopped pulling my punches, I got grateful, I got bitter, I don’t want you to end up being like me, but we can stop that,’’
“The night Ben died I got my revenge. It didn’t make it better. It took me a long time to learn to get through that darkness.” Peter 2 shared.
“Aunt May… She told me that with great power-”
Peters eyebrows furrowed as he looked between the two men, “how, how do you know?”
✍ Summary: Your Peter’s best friend. So, when he almost loses you - it’s dejavu. | 2.7k
Warning: NO WAY HOME SPOILERS
Finding yourself in a whole new version of New York with your best friend, Peter Parker, was confusing enough.
But whoever thought that it was a good idea to add some magical portal with two teenagers who seemed to be calling out to your best friend - obviously was crazy.
“Should we go to them?” Peter asked, nodding towards the portal with the two teenagers.
You looked at him, “Peter, as your best friend, you know that I often commend you for your brilliance, but this is seriously one of the dumbest ideas you’ve had.”
