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.
Summary: Peter brings a lab coat home one day. It gives you an idea. How could you pass up a chance to drive him wild?
Warnings: afab!reader, oral (fem receiving), lots of bad chemistry puns, penetrative unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), did I say bad chemistry puns already? This went from smut to fluff to humor at the end.
“Welcome home Mr. Parker,” You said upon your fiancé entering the apartment you and him shared. He put down his bag (full of papers) and gave you that small, forced smile that instantly told you it had been a long day.
“Long Friday?” You asked, taking your attention away from the stove.
“Oh you know, the usual. Did you know you can say to your students “this material is corrosive; it will burn through fabric’ ten times and they’re still shocked when it burns a hole through their lab coat?” He held up the lab coat, which had a small but noticeable hole in it.
“I’m sorry babe.“
“It’ll be an easy fix. Besides, I should start washing these regularly. I forgot how bad teenage B.O. is,” He said, throwing it over the chair. He walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.
“Whatcha making sunshine?” He asked, his breath hot on your neck.
“Just some salmon cakes.” This was your routine- Peter would come home and wrap his arms around you, whether you were watching TV or cooking dinner.
“I missed you,” He murmured into your neck.
“I missed you too my love,” You said, flipping the salmon cakes so one side wasn’t burned.
Your eyes darted to the table, landing on the lab coat.
An idea popped into your head.
A different idea. A spicy idea. An idea that made you inadvertently squeeze your thighs together.
All his attention was on you, like the two of you were the only ones here, which you most certainly weren’t. His eyes gazing into yours like they held the whole god damn universe, which they didn’t but to him it was so closest he would get to the stars. Like how could anything else possibly matter besides this exact moment. He was waiting so patiently but eagerly for the words to flow out of your mouth. Like your lips held the key to world peace — his world.
“I’ve always done what was asked of me, what i thought i was supposed to do. Everyone has always made my choices for me but… this time — this choice is all mine. I am choosing this, i am choosing you”
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.
A/N: Fight scene is next! Not looking forward to that i suck at writing them so i’ll probably stick close to the script for that or just be very vague with it, not edited or proof read!
Sam stood on his front porch, his phone still clutched in his hand as he stared at the call log. He let out a breath, hitting your name bringing the phone to his ear, when he heard it go straight to voicemail he let out a groan, squeezed his phone so hard that if he had that serum running through his veins he definitely would have crushed his phone.
He was feeling a mixture of emotions, he was frustrated with how vague you were, he was mad at Bucky for clearly not telling him everything he seen the headlines about you, the video footage of you walking out on Bucky followed by lightning lighting up the sky he thought it was just a fight, an argument because he knew first hand how stubborn Bucky could be but you were always so reasonable, Steve use to tell him you were the glue that kept them together, he was hoping that would be the case with Bucky, you and him.
He knew this wasn’t going to be easy, everything changed but he gave you your space, gave you time but 6 months was such a long time. He was nervous every goddamn day he would check his phone from any sign that you were alive and well, he would check the news. When he heard in the news a single lightning strike cracked a 100 year old tree in half, he felt some sort of relief but it was clearly intentional, he tried to get Bucky to talk to him but he was like a broken record with the whole “None of your business”
But he was so fucking nervous right now, that sounded like a goodbye and not just a see you later one like you told him but a your never gonna see me again goodbye. His mind couldn’t stop playing one of the last conversations with Steve he ever had about you on repeat.
2023 - A little before Steve Rogers Passing
“Hey Sam?”
“Yeah Cap?”
A small smile played on his face “You know you can stop calling me that, the shields yours”
An eye roll played out on Sam’s face “You’re always gonna be my Captain”
Nostalgia was written all over Steve’s face before it fell flat “Y/N hasn’t came by since the stones, i haven’t heard from her, im worried Sam”
“I’ve stopped by multiple times, called texted shes just not answering, I dont know whats going on”
“Bucky won’t tell me anything” he paused, liar Steve thought before continuing “They must be fighting again” a small smile on his face thinking of all Bucky’s and yours stupid fights.
Sam snorted “Makes two of us, i think shes just not handling all this” He gestured to Steve laying in a hospital bed “Well”
Steve nodded, he opened and closed his mouth, debating if he should say what he was thinking before starting “I know this is asking a lot of you Sam, but you need to look after her”
“You know i will Cap, always, shes family to me too”
“I’m gonna tell you something that only Y/N, Tony, Fury and I knew, you can’t tell Bucky it’ll just make things worse”
“Yeah of course, my lips are sealed”
Steve nodded “Y/n, she didn’t just go for a walk, fall asleep and wake up here” he referred to the 2000’s “She died”
Sam’s mouth dropped “What? that wasn’t in any file?”
“I know because we decided it was best kept a secret but a little bit after she woke up she couldn’t remember much but it came back to her, she was hysterical, we had to sedate her. It was like everything she felt before hit her all at once…. but we got her to talk, it wasn’t uncommon after the war for people to commit suicide”
Sam’s eyes went wide not liking where this was headed.
“Y/n, she lost us, she didn’t have anyone left. She attended not one but two funerals where there was no body, I couldn’t imagine what she felt.” Steve brought his eyes to look at Sam’s because he didn’t want to say it and he knew with Sam he wouldn’t have to “She, did it Sam, she went to — and she did”
“Steve, that’s a lot” Sam got up, he started pacing near the foot of the bed “That changes everything, i gotta —“
Steve cut him off “I know its a lot as long as you know she’s in there and alive that’s all that matters Sam”
“Why didn’t you tell Bucky, that’s his girl”
“He went through a lot, he was healing, she was healing, she promised me everything was fine”
“He’d kick down that door if he knew”
Steve had a small smile “Yeah i know he would, he wouldn’t let her out of his site, she’s his everything”
“Any idea why they’d be fighting?”
Steve shrugged “Can’t say i do Sam” he knew of course he did, Bucky came to him 2 weeks ago asking for advice about you. How he didnt know he was anymore, didn’t know who you were anymore. That he didn’t want to drag you through the dark tunnel of finding out who he was now, Steve told him that was stupid.
That’d you’d be more hurt by him saying he needed space, that he needed time because the two of you were already on borrowed time. Steve promised he wouldn’t say anything no matter how badly he wanted to, because he hoped at the time the two of you would sort this out before it was time for him to go but by the looks of things that wasn’t the case. It was a secret that was coming with him to the grave, he knew Bucky would tell Sam when he was ready, when that trust was built he just hoped it wasn’t gonna be too late.
The front door swung open “What the hell Sam? Was that y/n?! Don’t even lie to me i heard you say her name” Bucky’s brows were creased, pointing his finger at Sam.
Sam didnt say anything quite yet, he could see the smoke coming out of Bucky’s ears, he knew he had to tell him. It was the only way he couldn’t think of any other excuse that he wouldn’t question “We should go inside”
Sam turned to walk inside but Bucky grabbed his arm to stop him. Sam stared in his eyes. He could tell how worried he was, he could see the panic, the heartache, the sacrifices but most importantly the love he had for you.Sam kept walking nodded for Bucky to follow him to the table, he could hear his heavy footsteps trailing behind him.
He pulled a chair out and plopped down, Bucky stood there with his arms crossed “Sit down Buck”
“No”
“Bucky sit down”
Bucky lingered a little longer before giving in, pulling out the chair across from Sam “You better start talking Sam”
“I will, under one condition you don’t interrupt me and know I only didn’t tell you because Steve made me promise”
Bucky nodded so Sam started “One of the last time’s i went to visit Steve, he told me something that only he, Fury, Stark and of course y/n knew. It wasn’t in any of her files for good reasons, it was only needed to know per situation information, that’s why he didn’t tell you. He knew you were recovering, you were bettering yourself and this would have held you back, he told me he knew y/n would tell you when she was ready” He paused “What do you know about the night she disappeared?”
Still a scowl on his face he responded “That Peggy told her about Steve, after the funeral she just disappeared. Steve told me she fell asleep by our spot, that she just woke up and it was 2012, the ground absorbed her or something, right?”
Sam shook his head “She didn’t fall asleep Buck”
“What do you mean she didn’t fall asleep? So Steve lied to me?”
“Bucky, she died”
Bucky stood up, his chair flying back “What do you mean she died? So she’s a ghost?! Stupidest thing i’ve ever heard!” He was pacing now. “Why’d they lie to me!” He slammed his fist down on the table making Sarah jump in the kitchen
“She committed suicide” Sam wanted to break eye contact with Bucky because now he knew what you meant when you told him how Bucky’s ocean eyes would suck you in like a whirl pool, and Sam was drowning trying to get out as they filled with water
Bucky shook his head “No, no, no why would she do that Sam? Did he say why she would do that, my girl wouldn’t do that, she, she — “
“She lost both of you Buck, she lost you then she lost Steve. You two were all she had, man. There were no bodies to bury, she never got closure. Can’t imagine what she was feeling”
Bucky walked over taking a seat on the couch, he had millions of questions that he was scared to ask since the answer to his last one was weighing him down he was sure this was one he’d never be able to get off his shoulders.
“Steve said they ran tests and they were never able to find out how she was resurrected but there assuming it had to do with her powers there was no other logical explanation”
Bucky nodded, as silence took over for a brief moment, the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Till Bucky jumped up off of the couch “She lost Steve”
“We all lost Steve”
“No you dont get it” Bucky ran his hands down his face “She lost Steve, and I - fuck, im so stupid. I wasn’t thinking, “I gotta call her Sam, this is bad, do you think she w-would do it again?”
“Woah Buck, slow down” Sam was standing now “What are you talking about?”
“I told her I needed time, Sam, she gave me the ring back, we broke up. She lost me then she lost Steve”
“Did Steve know?”
“Of course he knew, he told me i was stupid, i am stupid”
“He knew, that’s why he told me, he knew she was gonna lose both of you all over again” Sam’s eyes widened “That was her on the phone, she told me she was proud of me, she was saying goodbye Buck”
“Well, call her back!” Bucky shouted
“I tried it goes straight to voicemail”
“She called me” Bucky whispered “A day ago, she didn’t say anything but I could hear her, then she just hung up” he paused “What if she already…”
“Don’t say it Buck, she’s not, she can’t be”
“We gotta go now, we gotta go to her place and kick her door down!” Bucky was already walking to the door
“48 hours ago a single lightning strike hit a 100 year old tree in the park” Sam blurted out
Bucky froze he knew exactly what he meant, and he knew exactly what you were doing when you did that “She let me go” he whispered, wiping the tear that escaped before turning around “She was letting me — usgo” his voice cracked
“Do you know where else she could have gone?
“Hey guys?” Sarah spoke from the kitchen “I hate to interrupt but you might wanna see this”
Both men entered the kitchen staring at the TV as Spiderman was on a video call with a news reporter but with his mask off.
“Just the truth.” Spiderman spoke
“Oh sure.” Jameson rolled his eyes
“I thought he wore a mask for a reason?” Bucky questioned
Sarah’s eyes widened “You two missed a lot while you were fixing that damn boat, they revealed his identity just some kid named Peter Parker from queens” she shrugged
“The truth is, that this is all my fault. I accidentally brought those
dangerous people here”
“Well, he admits it!”
“And if those people are watching, just know that I really did try to help you. I mean, I could have killed you -“ Peter says before holding up some weird box, Bucky and Sam look at each other briefly before Peter starts talking again “At any given moment. But I
didn’t. Because my Aunt May taught me that everyone deserves a second chance. And that’s why I’m here”
“And where is “here” exactly?”
“A place that represents second chances” He turns the camera slightly and you can see him at the top of the statue of liberty, as the camera turns back around for a brief second Bucky and Sam could have sworn they saw you before the camera turned back fully on Peter.
“Did you see that?” Bucky asks
Sam nodded “She did promise Stark she’d watch out after Spiderman, and if Peter is Spiderman shes gonna watch out after him to”
“The Statue of Liberty?! Good God, folks, he’s about to destroy another national landmark”
“But world, if you’re watching–“
“Believe me, the world is watching–“
“Wish me luck. Your friendly neighborhood SpiderMan could really use some.”
Peter’s video ends, Bucky turns to Sam “Do you have his phone number?”
“When i became Captain America they auto synced phone numbers in my phone, i’m not sure” Sam reached in his pocket
“Well check!” Bucky groaned
“What the hell do you think i’m doing?!” He started scrolling through his contacts “At least we know she’s alive”
“Yeah but not safe, what bad guys, plural might I add, is he talking about?”
“I got it, i found it” He turned his phone around to show Bucky ‘Spiderman’
Bucky ripped the phone out of Sam’s hand and hit call puting it to his war
I honestly am so in love with this fic ive had it in my head for so long, ive never had anything as planned out before as it is. I have the next part finished, will post it tonight or tomorrow, i dont wanna upload anything till i have the next next part done as well, im about 25% done part 8.
I have so many random scenes typed out to, i just need to find where they’ll fit since i dunno if you could tell im dragging this out a teeny tiny bit. I just wrote an intense scene and this is my favourite line in it so far (i think this will be after the fight scene);
“Bucky” You felt like you were swallowing knives saying his name “He was the moon, but you —“ Your voice shaky even though you’ve never been more sure in your life “You, Peter Parker, your the whole goddamn galaxy”
A/N: Ive never had a story planned like the way this one is, so its just an absolute breeze to write. In case theres any confusion this is a flashback part of the reader briefly during the couple months after Endgame + after Bucky told the reader he needed space.
You sat in the same spot you’ve been in since you got home from what you thought was your first real date with Bucky since the 1940s but you were so wrong. Disgustingly wrong.
You werent mad at him you could never be mad at him but god was your hesrt fucking shattered. You have no idea why you even bothered to get your hopes up anymore, especially after everything you’ve been through. How the hell did you not learn by now?
You were a mess and even that was an understatement you were a shell of a shell of a person you once were. Steve would have tried to talk some sense into you, try to reason with you about how the world needed you, and you’d reluctantly give him a nod, swallowing any and all feelings to the pits of your mind, turning into what he wanted, a soldier ready for a war.
Or, Tony would come by and first try to coax you out with humour. If he would even see a sliver of what he thought was a smile or a groan that sounded like it could be a laugh he’d consider that a win, and even though he tried so hard to be cool and collected because he had to be, he would let a sliver of that giant heart out and how could you say no to pushing through this for someone who wanted the best for everyone and only saw the best in you.
And Nat, would sit and wallow with you until you were done. She’s there for you without doing too much but it was more than enough. She’d make sure you got off your ass and took care of yourself. She’d put you before the mission, before the avengers, before herself. And seeing her show you such love even if it was subtle and not in spoken words but actions, you’d be sure as hell to show her you accepted that love and got off your ass.
Your mind played out each scene. You felt the way Natasha would lean down in front of you, the way Tony would give you a shoulder squeeze pulling you in for a side hug, the way Steve’s voice would bounce off the walls. It’s like you could see them, feel them, hear them but they of course weren’t there.
None of them were here anymore. They were all gone, they all left. They’re all dead and not coming back.
Your eyes were focused on the TV playing in the background, well was playing in the background till you saw the ‘NEW CAPTAIN AMERICA’ flash across the screen and it most certainly wasn’t Sam.
You tried your best to get your ears to focus but you could only hear ringing, you pulled yourself back in just in time to hear the woman on TV talking about you and your family.
“Now that Steve Rogers, Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff are gone, who do we have left to save us if something happens again?”
The male news anchor weighed in “We have Spider Man”
“He’s got to be just a kid, the Falcon — Sam Wilson gave up the shield that Steve Rogers gave to him, how can he be reliable after that”
“Y/N Y/L/N”
She scoffed “How can we rely on someone who falls off the edge of the world after The Winter Soldier breaks up with her? The video of her aggressively walking out of that restaurant went viral for a reason and it wasn’t because of her being an Avenger but from the storm that followed, she should be locked up, someone with her capabilities she’s too unpredictable, unsteady”
“Now Sally, don’t you think you’re being a little too harsh on the girl? She lost her family while trying to help bring the rest of the worlds theres back”
“All I’m saying is when you’re a human with super abilities you have a certain responsibility to uphold and she’s just not doing that for me. I think the Avengers are over. I don’t feel safe with people like them hiding right under our noses”
“Y/N i know you’re in there, open up doll please” His voice was soft he was resting his forehead on the door. It had been almost a month since he last saw you. He walked by your apartment countless times. It was nowhere near his or near his therapist office but it was the only way he could feel close to you any more.
Especially when you wouldn’t answer his calls, you wouldn’t answer his texts and the only reason he figured out how to remotely do that was to reach out to you but he settled for listening to your voicemail the “Hi you’ve reached Y/N if you have this number odds are your probably in the compound with me and are too lazy to come find me” it would pause and you could hear Natasha in the background say “It was one time… okay maybe more than 10” then Steve and your laughter was heard before you continued “But if not i guess leave a message” then Tony shouted “She won’t get back to you bye!” before the beep was heard.
But 4 weeks was far too long he had to know you were alright. Sam told him he stopped by 2 weeks ago and could hear the TV on, and see your shadow under the door but you weren’t answering him either. So Bucky was hoping this wasn’t about him telling you he needed time. He felt so stupid doing that, he talked about it with Steve after you left, the night Steve told the two of you he was going to stay.
Steve told him he was being stupid, that it wasn’t by chance all three of you were alive just like it wasn’t by chance when he went to collect the infinity stones with Tony he just so happened to hide in Peggy’s office. It wasnt by chance, it was simply fate.
Bucky knew he was being stupid, he knew everything Steve and you had done for him, to get him back to save him. All the sacrifices you made but it was just so easy for Steve to toss him and you to the side he was scared that once you realized he wasn’t the same Bucky anymore you’d do the same. But you also weren’t the same Y/N he fell in love with anymore and nothing scared him more than falling out of love with you.
What was a little more time he thought?
You stood there staring at the door, you could see his shadow from under the door frame. You felt like you were on fire, it was quite literally possible for you to set yourself on fire too and you would set yourself on fire if it meant Bucky was here to beg for you back with ring in hand.
“Please, it’s about the shield about Steve. We need to get it back, back to where it belongs”
Burning.
“I’m done Buck” Your voice was hoarse, your throat scratchy, you’re positive he wouldn’t have even heard it if it wasn’t for the serum.
“What do you mean you’re done?” He banged a little harder “Open the door, let’s talk please”
“Go away, James. I don’t want you here”
He scoffed “You’re really going to do this? After everything Steve did for you?”
You winced, the glass cup in your hand shattering to the ground, water pooling around your feet. Putting out the fire that was burning in you momentarily.
It was silent for too long you didnt move, you stood there in the water, surrounded by glass shards.
“Y/N I didn’t — Im sorry” And he stood there a little longer, the floor creaked as he walked away.
“Bucky told me he came by” Sam paused hoping you’d say anything, he felt stupid talking to a door so he closed his eyes and pretended it was you “Y/N i know your hurting, i cant try to help you or to try and understand what your feeling unless you let me in. We dealt with loss and it hurts. I get that I do but we need to carry on for them, we need to pave the path for the future.”
You were laying on your couch watching your ceiling fan spinning around and around. It had been 12 weeks since Bucky stopped by, he didn’t call, he didn’t text. You were almost positive that this was Sam’s last effort in trying to coax you out but the truth was he wasn’t Natasha, he wasn’t Steve, he wasn’t Tony. And you weren’t even you.
You wanted to try so bad for Sam, he was so good, he was light, he was airy, and god was he so easy to talk to. Maybe that was why you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him because then everything would come bubbling over, who knows what would happen then. Sally, the news lady was right, you were unpredictable, unsteady and not safe to be around. You didnt even wanna be around you anymore.
“I’m not sure how much of the news you’ve seen but a lot has happened” Pause “Bucky and I are going to work again, who knows we might even become friends, he’s going to help me with our family boat — We could use your help to, not just with the boat but to keep us from killing each other” He let out a small laugh “Ill text you where we’ll be, call me anytime y/n. Take care of yourself”
The floor started to creak, he was leaving. You tried to imagine what Sam looked like standing there, the truth was you forgot what he looked like, you forgot what they all looked like, they were burning memories fraying away. You’re sure you’d forget the sound of his voice in a couple weeks too, just like you did with all of them.
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
YALL IM SO EXCITED FOR PART 6 its gonna be a flash back of those 6 months when reader went AWOL and shit everyone out during when Bucky said he need ‘time’
“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.
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
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”
The door clicked shut, the rain stopped pattering on the windows, but god was the air in here thick. You don’t know why you were surprised being stuck in a room with two Peters, it was of course going to be awkward, it was in their nature.
“So, you have super powers?”
You looked away from the door landing on the voice of the Spider man that stitched you up “Yup”
“That’s so cool” He grinned, his eyes lighting up like a child on christmas, it made something warm run through your veins.
“I mean, you have ’super powers’ too”
He nodded “Yes but, i hear your’s are better”
You let a smile take over your face “Well, too bad we couldn’t swap for a day to put that theory to the test”
“Crazier things have happened” The older Spiderman in the corner pipped in.
“Yeah, what’s going on?” you gesture between them
“Well, i can’t tell you, your Peter’s side but i was just doing my nightly patrol and next thing i knew it was day time, i was here, and it wasn’t my New York anymore”
You turned your head to the older Peter “About the same for me, i wasn’t doing patrol though, can i ask you something?”
“Yeah of course”
“Do you know how time works here? Because I have someone back home - in my universe, and it’s always been almost a full day since –”
“A full day? You’ve been here twenty four hours already?” You stood up clutching your side, walking towards the window.
The two Peters looked frantically at each other like they just got your Peter in trouble.
“H-he tried to call you earlier but we told him n-not t —“
You peaked over your shoulder “Lying for him already Parker?“
“W-what no!”
You tried to open the window but struggled because of your wound, tall Peter rushed over to help you. He moved to
lean against the window sill as you stuck your hand outside, closing your eyes “Time moves faster here, a minute there is an hour here, vise versa” Your eyes shot open, they were glowing white.
“Holy shi -“ The Peters spoke together, their voices blending as you listened to the universe, your universe.
The door opened and your Peter rushed in, followed by Ned and MJ, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. His senses are going off the chart “What’s going on?!” he frantically looked around till he zeroed in on you. Eyes white, with your hand out the window vibrating ever so slightly.
“We don’t know, she wanted the window open then she stuck her hand out, closed her eyes said something about time here and boom, her eyes were white”
Your Peter rushed over to you, being careful because of your wound, slightly shaking you “Y/n?! Y/n?! What’s going on?”
You could hear the chatter around you, making out the sound waves of each voice but your consciousness was to far gone to fully hear what was going on but you could sense the anxiety in the room but you were so close so you kept going till you saw it.
The multiverse was breaking apart, tearing at the seams. You could see each crack in the timeline, each cracking coming from your universe and Peter took part in delivering the final blow.
You heard a small voice that you could make out Peter’s, your Peters “You’re scaring me y/n, please stop”
Your eyes closed shut before reopening focusing on everyone in the room, as you tried to keep your balance.
“What was that?” Peter’s voice was quiet
“The multiverse is shattered” You voice was quiet, in complete disbelief of how reckless you all were.
Your Peter placed his hands on his hips “Well, yeah” he gestured to the two other Spiderman’s standing behind him “That’s why they’re here”
“No Pete, that’s not at all what i meant” You ran your hand through your hair “God this is so bad Peter, have you heard from Strange?”
Peter turned to look at Ned and MJ, all of their faces had guilt written all over them “About that”
“What’d you do Pete? I need the full story now, this is so bad”
Peter 3 stepped from out behind your Peter “I hate to interrupt but your bleeding, you must of ripped your stitches”
You looked down and sure enough you were bleeding through your bandages “Screw this” you mumbled, ripping the white wrap off, you started pulling out stitches, holding back your tears.
“Woah woah woah, no no” . Fluffy hair Peter started waving his hands at you.
Your Peter put his hand out to stop him “No shes gonna heal them”
“How is that” he pointed towards you ripping out the final stitch “Gonna heal them”
“Just watch”
And he did, they all did as you closed your eyes, a small humming noise came from your throat, only the three with heightened senses picked it up as a glow started to illuminate from your hands, you skin started glowing around the claw marks in your skin and it slowly started to mend back together, leaving scars in there place.
Your Peter moved to stand by you because he knew after this was done you were going to be exhausted, last time this happened Peter almost didn’t catch you as you were falling from the side of a building after you finished healing Tony.
“Holy shit”
“Yeah, what he said?” The eldest Peter pointed towards Peter 3, stunned.
Your eyes opened and you started leaning backwards but a firm figure caught you “Thanks Pete”
“Let’s get you to the couch, i have a lot to tell you”
“That you do”
“That was so cool Miss. Y/L/N!”
You chuckled sitting on the couch “Thanks Ned”
“So, start talking”
And he did, like he always did, everything meshed into one giant sentence but you’ve known Peter long enough to sort the story out in your head.
Rubbing your temples “You’re telling me Strange, our Doctor Strange cast a spell for you, because everyone knows who you are and you couldn’t get into MIT because of it? And everyone that knows Peter Parker is Spiderman from other universes, is here?”
He nodded “Its not as bad as it sounds, I have a plan”
You ignored him, your mind racing to try and put the pieces together “Wait, so where is Strange?”
“Well um, i kind of left him in the Mirror Dimension”
“I can’t believe this” You placed your head in your hands, shaking your head
“I know its bad y/n, I messed up so bad, but I’m gonn –”
You stood up, heading towards the door, you were about to have a full blown panic attack and the only person you wanted to call right now was Bucky, and you knew you couldn’t do that, you shouldn’t do that but you were going to cave.
“Y/n, please don’t go i need your help, i do - “
‘“I’m not gonna leave you Pete, I promise. I just need a minute, this is a lot.” You reached for his shoulder giving it a small squeeze “Plus you need to get them” you pointed at Ned and MJ “Somewhere safe, and that isn’t here”
MJ started shaking her head “Nuh huh, were staying right here”
You peaked over his shoulder towards them “Unless either of you have any super powers, or abilities i’m not aware of then you go, i’m not gonna be responsible for someone else’s blood on my hands” with that you shut the door behind you, making your way to the roof.
“She’s so cool” Ned breathed out
MJ turned to him “She just kicked us out”
Ned nodded vigorously “Yeah, we just got kicked out of an Avenger safe house by an Avenger, so cool”
She gave a small smile “Kinda cool”
Peter 1 turned towards them “She’s right though, you guys should go somewhere that isn’t anywhere near all of this”
“I can portal us to my Lola’s”
MJ lifted up Doctor Strange’s box “But were taking this with us”
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
“You can’t honestly be thinking of signing this y/n?” Steve was pacing as he held up the Sokovia Accords.
“What’s so bad about wanting to keep this” you pointed to all the Avengers in the room “Together, we do this together but i think the best way to fight those is to stay together, so we figure a way out“
“One hand on the wheel” Natasha smiled, nodding towards you
Steve ignored her “Y/n, if we sign these we’d be signing ourselves over to people like Hydra, the ones that took Bucky”
“How dare you bring Bucky into this” You pointed at Steve “This has nothing to do with him!”
He dropped the accords on the table “This has everything to do with him, he wouldn’t want you to sign this y/n! I don’t want you to sign this, we’re all we have left!” His features softened when he watched you flitch at his tone, lowering his voice he continued “Which is why we gotta stay together y/n”
“Give me a break Cap” Tony placed his drink down pinching his nose “If Y/n wants to sign let her sign” He came over and gave your shoulder a squeeze “At least one of you old timers seems to have a solid head on their shoulders”
Steve’s jaw clenched “Governments are run by people with agendas, and agendas change.”
Present
“Are you sure this is it? Its like in the middle of nowhere”
You nodded, grabbing cash out of your pocket “Yeah, this is it”
“I can take you further if you want”
Giving him a $100 bill, you shook your head “Its fine, thank you”
“Superheroes,” he muttered under his breath before driving back down the mainroad.
You watched the lights fade as you started walking forward, the gravel road crunching under your shoes.
You always loved nature, even before you found out what you were capable of. It was always a safe space for you, no judgement, just peace and quiet. You always wondered if maybe that was why you were gifted the way you were, your Grandmother before she passed when you were 10 she used to tell you all the time about how you were destined for great things, that she saw the life you were destined to live, and she told you to keep pushing through that the sun would shine upon you.
At the time you thought it was due to old age because that was crazy, but it turns out it wasn’t but you were still waiting for the sun to shine because all you could see was clouds and even now out in nature your mind was plagued with old memories invading your every thought, and never usually the good kind.
The Accords were what tore the team apart and you couldn’t help but think if you wouldnt of signed them then maybe things between Bucky and you would have been different, maybe Steve wouldn’t have left and maybe you wouldn’t be as alone as you were now. .
You were jittering, wrapping your arms around yourself to comfort you from your own mind.
Why were you so anxious? It was just Peter, young sweet Peter.
Peter Parker the one you haven’t seen or reached out to since Tony’s funeral and that was what 7 or 8 months ago, it had to have been almost a year. Time was flying by and you were doing nothing but watching it.
You should have checked up on him, it’s what Tony wanted you to do, he didn’t ask anything of you in his letter to you from his will he pretty much handed over ‘Superhero parent guardianship over the creepy crawler’ to you and you failed him.
But you had to try to give yourself the benefit of the doubt right? Because you were on your way to help him now, that has to count for something. And Tony didn’t know Steve was going to leave and Bucky was going to take half of you with him, abandoning the rest on the side of the road like excess baggage.
Your thoughts were loud but nothing was as loud as the rustling you heard coming from the bushes.
You froze “Who’s there” you lifted your hand up letting it illuminate light so you could see better “I’m not going to ask again”
You used your other hand to wave the trees to sway to the left, you saw glowing eyes staring back at you “Is that a threat?” was all your heard before a giant fucking lizard charged at you, his claw got your side before you had time to react fully.
“What the — “ You screamed, using the air around you to swirl around whatever the heck that thing was, lifting him off the ground and sending it far away from you. You heard it shouting at you as strong gusts of wind carried the creature with it.
You laid there clutching your side, panting. Staring up at the stars “Was that my punishment for not checking up on Pete?” You asked absolutely no one, but a small breeze made the bushes to the right of you sway, showing a dim light illuminating in the distance.
The house.
You grunted pushing yourself up “Was totally my punishment” you mumbled under your breath, as you limped towards the house.
“We could ask for more help”
“We have 3 Spidermans. What more help could we use?”
Ned shrugged “Other Avengers, there still some left with cool powers”
Peter 2 and 3 shared a confused look “Avengers?” Peter 2 questioned.
Peter 1’s eyes opened in shock “Neither of you have the Avengers?” he pointed between them “Thor? Captain America? Iron man?”
Peter 3 shook his head “Are they a band? Those are some awesome names”
Peter shook his head vigorously “No there earth’s mightiest heroes! I can’t believe you don’t have them”
The older Peter stepped forward “Will they help us? The more the merrier”
Ned cleared his throat “Well, lots of them are uh dead after Thanos, or off world, retired or gone rogue” he paused “But I know there’s for sure three that could help!”
The youngest Peter brought his eyebrows together “H-how do you know that?”
He shrugged “I tapped into one of your phone calls with Happy by accident”
“We’ll deal with that later but i could ask Y/n but i don’t know if she’ll answer she’s been distant since Mr.Stark”
“Drama in the superhero world?” Ned asked eagerly crossing his arms
“What about the other two?” Peter 3 questioned, ignoring Ned.
“I’m not, um close with them, I kicked their bu - ass’s one time in a fight and well i just don’t think that would go over very well”
Peter reached into his pocket grabbing his phone, staring at your number, he was hesitant he hasn’t spoken to you in months. It almost felt wrong bringing you into his mess, a mess that wouldn’t have happened if he went to you first.
“Hey Pete, you don’t have to do this” MJ reached over placing her hand in his
He gave her a soft smile “Yeah i do” he pressed on your number, it rang a few times he didn’t expect you to answer so fast “Y/n, I-I need your help, i mes -” he got up, leaving the room.
“So, Avengers” The older Peter tried to ease the silence after Peter 1 left
“Yeah what kind of powers does y/n have? Is she super strong, or fast, or is she magic too?” Peter 3 quipped excitedly
“Oh she has the coolest powers!” Ned started his eyes wide with excitement “She controls everything”
“Everything?” The Peters said in together
“Yeah like, the elements she can do whatever she wants with them, or like everything that has matter i think, i’m honestly not really sure that’s just what i’ve seen online” He shrugged casual
“That sure is something” The eldest Peter said in awe
“How do you get powers like that? Like did she get knocked over by the wind or something” Peter 3 quipped
“Uh no it’s actually super sad and complicated, they have her story in the smithsonian Peter knows it better then me, he wouldn’t stop bugging her for months about it, i think she was chosen? like by the earth or nature like the earth incubated her in the 40s after Captain America died, then she just showed up out of -“.
This universe Peter entered the room, Ned stopped talking almost immediately. Peter kept his phone in his hand, his eyes still lingering on it, he didn’t have to have the senses he did to know all the eyes were on him awaiting an answer, he cleared his throat “She’s on her way”
“That’s great! I’ve always wanted to meet her, this is so cool she’s like my 3rd favourite Avenger, well i guess she’s first now ever since –”
“Ned.” MJ glared at him, nudging him to stop.
“Oh, sorry dude”
Peter 1 waved it off “Just don’t bring up the Avengers okay? Especially Captain America and Sergeant Barnes, Please” His eyes looked over everyone, he received nods from everyone even though two of them in the room had no idea who they were. He knew Steve leaving was hard on you, that’s what Happy kept telling him about why you needed space from everything but then Peter read online about how the Falcon and Winter soldier were doing missions together and you weren’t there. So he knew something more was going on.
He sighed, rubbing his hands down his face, hoping that with y/n helping a weight would be lifted off his shoulders.
“You know you can talk to us right? I mean at the end of all this we won’t even be here in this universe anymore, and we don’t even know any of these people so we are not biassed towards anyone” Peter 3 offered a kind smile.
Peter thought about it before opening his mouth “It’s just there’s no one left, before it was so amazing, the avengers we were such a good team, i mean from the experience i have and i was only close with Mr. Stark and Y/N but from the stories they told me it was just like the best and now its all gone, everyones well gone” He paused before taking a seat on the couch next to MJ “There’s only a handful of us left and were divided again, not that we were even a team to start with and i just feel this weight on my shoulders, like i have these shoes to fill, there big shoes, and I know everyone has their own things to deal with and y/n has a lot going on, but i should have called her sooner, it’s just a mess, everything is a mess” he paused looking up at everyone “I have to fix it”
Before anyone could respond there was a knock at the door, Peter paused jumping off the chair “That must be her” he walked towards the door.
“That was oddly fast” Peter 3 spoke to no one in particular
“They’re called super heros for a reason” Ned laughed
Peter took a big breath before opening the door revealing you clutching your side “Hi Pete” you offered him a smile that most certainly did not reach your eyes.
His eyes shot down to your side, he quickly ushered you inside “W-what happened? Your bleeding” He wrapped his arm around your waist as you hobbled further inside.
“You weren’t kidding” You let out an airy laugh as your eyes scanned the room, just as you rounded the corner, 8 pairs of eyes peering into you.
“Are you okay?” An older gentleman wearing a suit shot up.
“Yeah there’s just like a giant lizard running around, and I was just not paying attention, distracted” you gestured to your head. ”It’s fine really, I just need the first aid kit over there” You pointed towards the bathroom.
The tallest Spider Man wasted no time in running over to retrieve it, as you took your arm off your side, you unzipped your jacket, your white shirt was now stained red.
“Why weren’t you wearing your suit y/n!” Your Peter raised his voice slightly “Mr. Stark said —“
“Do you wear yours everywhere you go?” You cut him off giving him a slight shove “And i do have it” you raised your arm showing him the bracelet around your left wrist “I just didn’t have time to activate it because i was caught off guard by a giant lizard” you took your white top off, just in your black sports bra now “Oh wow he got me good” 2 big gashes a couple inches long grazed your side.
The middle Peter was frantically going through the kit “I’m so sorry, i’ve been there” he pointed at your wound “It sucks, c- can i?”
You nodded, as he started to disinfect the wound “So this is quite a mess hey”
His eyes shot down to his feet “I know, I’m so –”
You put your hand up “Don’t apologise Pete, people make mistakes things happen, it’s okay” a shaky breath left your throat as the middle Peter brought out a needle to stitch you up.
“How can you say that? This is all my fault”
“We all make mistakes, but we fix them or we try our best to, that’s what matters”
“Mr. Stark would have been so mad at me”
“Yeah, he would have been” Peter’s eyes suddenly left yours, you reached your hand out to grab his “But he made so many mistakes to Pete, please stop being so hard on yourself, nobody’s perfect”
“An Avenger should be, i need to do better”
You smiled “The Avengers were far from perfect, they are probably the most imperfect group of heroes ever” Peter 3 was now bandaging your side, he gave you a slight nod as he finished.
“Thank you” You gave him the best smile you could but he didn’t even have to know you like your Peter did to see how it didn’t reach your eyes.
He felt flustered for the first time in a long time as your big ocean eyes stared into his, he scratched the back of his head “It’s not a problem really, he is my villain and all” he felt his heart slightly break as you turned to face your Peter again.
“So, are you gonna fill me in i have no idea what’s going on and why there’s two other versions of you standing in a safe house i swore id never come back to”
Peter’s mouth felt open as he looked around and he pointed at the ground “This is the…?” He trailed off knowing if his thoughts were true he wouldn’t need to finish
You nodded before you could answer another voice piped in.
“Wait, you don’t know what’s going on? You haven’t seen the news but your an Ave —“
“Ned” Peter’s and MJ voices meshed into one
Peters eyes looked back to you, you could see the sincerity in them “It’s fine Pete, uh no i haven’t seen the news, i’ve been out of the loop for awhile” You could feel your heart rate rise as it suddenly started raining outside, all eyes were on you as you swallowed the lump in your throat, 3 people in this room could surely hear how your heart rate picked up and 1 for sure knew that the rain outside wasn’t a confidence.
You could tell Peter was having an internal battle with himself, he reached out and gave your hand a squeeze before turning to his two friends “Can i uh, talk to you two outside?”
“Us?” MJ pointed between Ned and her
Peter nodded, walking towards the front door.
“But it’s raining”
Peters eyes went back to you “Not for long”
The two of them reluctantly got up, you closed your eyes again, you haven’t been so out of control of your powers in a long time, you were better than this, but were you really?
You couldn’t think of a good memory anymore to calm you down because they were all tainted.
Can’t find the request that came through for this one but it was along the lines of a “who did this to you?” with our boy, Peter Parker tw: mentions of ab*sive relationship; implied violence, injury, mentions of food; reader has internalized victim shaming; read with care please and know that you are loved
You round the corner to Peter’s apartment with tears so heavy in your eyes you can barely see. The New York sidewalk is just a blur of vaguely human shapes that you carefully weave around, good at dodging, at avoiding.
When you press the button to buzz Peter, you half-expect him to not be home and just as you’re about to construct a slipshod Plan B, his voice crackles over the intercom, confused before you let him know it’s you and even more confused after you reveal as much.
Why didn’t you text? Thespeaker makes his voice gravelly and distant.
“Don’t have my phone,” you reply, rocking on the balls of your feet. You don’t add that there hadn’t been time to grab it, to take anything of value other than yourself, though you kept wondering vaguely what exactly that value was. You pull your sweater down over your balled up fists and swipe at your tears just as you hear the apartment door click open.
C’mon up.
You step into the cramped space between the door and a flight of stairs that leads to the apartments above the Chinese takeout place Peter lives over. The smell of oil and fried dough wraps itself around you and your stomach growls, desperate for an egg roll now that you realize you haven’t eaten since yesterday at lunch.
Then you hear Peter’s door open overhead, and his frenetic footsteps as he takes the stairs down two at a time, ever energetic. Blinking, you suddenly regret coming here at all, worry washing over you when you imagine what’s going to happen next. You can already see the shift in Peter’s mood unfolding in your mind, that leap from excited golden retriever puppy to guarded and dark.
“Hey Bug,” he greets you, about to wrap you up in a hug when he freezes, his face still save for a small twitch at the corner of his mouth. You know that look—it’s his Spidey sense kicking in. And you know it’s your fault. You take a small step back, giving yourself as much space as you can in the tiny entryway. Peter recovers with a shake of his head. If you were watching him, you’d see his gaze scanning you carefully, but as it is, you can only stare at the worn out toes of your sneakers.
“What happened?” Peter’s voice is firm, but when you finally look back up at him his eyes are soft. Until he sees the split lip you’re sporting. And the red-rimmed eyes that are dangerously close to hollow in your face. Then his eyes grow wide and there’s a fire in them you’ve never seen before, not even when those guys mugged the two of you coming home from a movie one night.
“Peter.” The way you say his name, so quiet and afraid, has him crumbling inside. He swallows the almighty rage that’s humming in his chest, forces his fists to unclench so he can get nearer to you. There will be time for anger later, so he bites it back and it tastes suspiciously like arsenic as it courses back into his stomach.
But you don’t step away this time, allowing him to pull you close, to take your chin in one hand and gingerly swipe a thumb over where you’re hurting. It’s not the only place you’re hurting, he knows, but it’s the only one he can see, the only tangible thing he can do right now that isn’t punching a hole into the wall.
“Who did this?” His question is a whisper of a threat because he already knows. Something about the new guy you’d been bringing around never sat right with him, but how could he tell you that without sounding like he was jealous, truly and madly in love with you? It was nothing but his sixth sense, he’d told himself. And suddenly he’s angry again, this time at himself.
“We…” you begin, tears lining your lashes again. Peter shushes you, pulls your face into his chest, but you break free, shaking your head. You want to tell him. You need to tell him. “We were arguing. It got…ugly. Peter…he’s never done this before and—”
“Fucking hell,” Peter blurts out, rough enough to make you cringe. He’s apologizing immediately, cooing soft words into your hair. “Bug,” he mumbles, “Don’t make excuses for him.”
“I’m not.” It comes out snappishly, a sting in your tone that is at odds with your bawling eyes. “If he…” you pause to sniffle, to wipe your runny nose on your sleeve. “If he’d ever done this before…I would have already left. I need you to know that, Peter. I…I wouldn’t, I’m not…”
You don’t know how to say you don’t want to be a victim. You don’t want to file a police report or have Peter beat the shit out of your now-ex, or consider yourself victimized. That’s not you. It was neversupposed to be you. It would never happen to you…
But it did.
“Hey,” Peter whispers, and the pity in his voice sends another fresh wave of tears rolling down your cheeks. He sighs, pulls you in for a hug, knows there’s nothing he can say right now. He could tell you it’s not your fault. Tell you it’ll all be okay. Tell you that there are groups in the city who can help with this sort of thing—he’s brought enough women to them that he’s had to stop counting for his sanity. But none of that is what you need to hear right now. There’ll be time for anger later. Time for what comes next, but later. “I’m gonna carry you upstairs, okay?”
“Okay,” you breathe into his chest, making yourself small as Peter effortlessly scoops you into his arms and climbs the stairs back to his apartment. He doesn’t stop until he’s set you down on his bed and tucked you under the blankets. You’re exhausted, you realize, but your stomach growls again and your body feels like it’s at war with itself.
“I’ll go get some egg rolls, yeah?” Peter says, brushing a stray hair from your face. He pulls the box of tissues from his nightstand onto the bed and lays it on the pillow next to your face. Gently, he plucks a tissue and dabs at your streaked makeup. “And some ice for your lip.”
“Yeah,” you nod, eyes heavy. You feel safe here, as though you’re protected from everything that would harm you, even your own thoughts. “And then will you stay with me?”
: Peter can’t sleep, so he goes on a walk two levels above his to where he know he’ll get sleep
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/: HAHA back to my Tumblr roots with Peter Parker x Reader ;)
The compound was quiet, well, if you considered quiet to be that Bucky, Steve and Sam was snoring from their rooms. Wanda was still up watching TV in her room, Natasha was downstairs training late, music blaring from the speakers in the training room.
If you asked Peter, some nights he would say it was annoying, other night he’d tell you it was completely fine since he was actually quite used to it after how long he’d now been living there. Some nights however, Peter found that living on the floor he lived on was not all peace and calm.
Since not only were Bucky and Sam on the same floor as him, but even Steve were on the same floor as him. Now, no matter how wealthy Tony was, he had yet to actually make the rooms soundproof. That meant Peter had to hear Sam’s alarm every morning at four thirty for him to wake up and go for a run. Then it was Steve’s alarm on the other side of his room that went off at five in the morning for Steve’s morning lifting and run.
In the day when Peter needed to do school work, that would be disrupted by Bucky and Sam arguing and sometimes being close to a physical fight, idiots. And with that came Steve who would try and stop the two of them.
So to say being a teenager in the compound wasn’t easy was a understatement. He lived with grown-ups who at times acted even more childish than Peter ever been in his entire life, constant bickering and competitions he was always dragged into.
But he wasn’t alone, because then there was y/n too. She was Natasha’s adopted daughter, Nat had found her in Budapest when on mission to kill Dreykov’s daughter. y/n was gonna get sent to the red room but Nat had found her before that and took in the scared girl.
Peter had been tossing around in his bed for the past two hours, unable to fall asleep as he knew that in just one hour, Sam’s alarm was about to blare, on a saturday morning. He tried ro switch position and get comfortable but ut didn’t work.
He was tired, Peter had been up until two in the morning working on a essay from school, finally getting it done and sending it in to his teacher. It was extremely tiresome along with bring Spider-Man and having to train.
He laid on his back, arms folded over his chest as he let out a annoyed huff of air. Banging his head back against the pillow as he got irritated at himself for not falling asleep.
No way in hell would Peter be able to fall asleep, it would be impossible with all the noises and knowledge of being awoken in about an hour by Sam’s damn alarm. But a he thought about it, it was just one thing he could do.
Throwing his blanket off of him, Peter stood up, grabbing it and wrapping the blanket around him. Making him look like a caterpillar with two legs as he marched towards his door. The hallway of his level was at time scary to walk past as you never knew if Steve or Bucky would wake up and look what was going on. Damn light sleepers.
Peter made his way into the elevator which was dimly lit, holding the blanket closer to himself. He pressed the button that was two levels above where he lived. Knowing Natasha was down in the main area and training, Peter had no worries.
Once the elevator reached the level where y/n lived on he immediately went straight for her door, holding a tired expression on his face the whole time as his blanket was still wrapped around him tightly from head to knees.
Peter knocked lightly on her door, pressing his ear ro see if she answered him or he had to walk inside and wake her up, which he would be ashamed and embarrassed of in the morning. When Peter thought he heard a faint call on ’What?..’he too that as his cue.
“y/n!” Peter whisper-shouted as he poked his head inside the girls room, it was engulfed in darkness.
“The hell do you want Peter?” y/n’s voice was filled with tiredness as she spoke, turning around to face the door where Peter was walking in. He was quick to walk inside, almost floating over the floor quietly as ge walked closer to y/n’s bed.
The girl sat up, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She slowly made out his form, wrapped up in his own blanket, his brown locks messy from him tossing and turning around and his face held a small pout of exhaustion.
“So, the caterpillar is on a walk again?” y/n asked teasingly as her voice laced with sleep.
“Shut up,” Peter told off. “Can I sleep in here?”
y/n moved over in her bed towards the other side of it, the bed was big enough for them both and this wasn’t anything new. I mean, what can you expect from clingy and loving Peter Parker when he’s your boyfriend? She patted the empty space for Peter.
“Come on, love, I wanna go back to sleep,” y/n laid down, opening up her arms for the boy to lay down under her comforter.
Peter didn’t hesitate to lay down next to y/n, moving so he laid with his head on her chest. Arms around her waist loosely as he tangled his legs with hers, making y/n let out a tired laugh at him. Moving her comforter over the both of them and them fixing Peter’s blanked over them too as he had just dropped it on the bed.
“Now, please tell me why you woke me up at three thirty on a saturday morning?” y/n edged her boyfriend, placing a kiss on his forehead before running her fingers through his messy brown hair.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Peter mumbled into the fabric of her shirt, that actually was his, eyes closed as he finally felt at peace.
“That’s all?” y/n yawned while petting his hair.
“Mhm,” Peter hummed as sleep started to finally over come him. Letting it take over his body as the comfort of y/n was all he needed ro really relax. It also helped that she lived on a separate level with Nat from the rest of them, it was quiet up here.
“The things I do for loving you,” y/n gave Peter another kiss on his forehead, moving so she was comfortable on the bed while closing her eyes.
“Love you,” Peter mumbled.
“Love you too,”
-Extra, brought to you by my dog-
“Should we wake them?” Clint asked as he, Natasha and Tony stood in the door of y/n’s room.
They all looked at the two teenagers that were tangled up in one another, Peter definitely being the one who was most clingy, even when sleeping.
“I think we should,” Tony said as he was about to walk inside the room and wake the two, Natasha however, was to quick and grabbed him by the neck of his shirt.
“No, leave them alone,”
“Nat, it’s almost twelve, they should be up by now.” Clint told his colleague and bestfriend as he looked at the two teenagers and then back at Nat.
“Actually, I think I’m just gonna go,” Tony slipped from Nats grip and down the hallway.
A sigh escaped Nat’s lips as she watched the two sleep, that sight was not something she would ever get used to. Her mind would always see that scared little girl that ran up to her in Budapest and frantically started to rant in russian about some men.
“She’s not gonna be a kid forever,” Clint placed a hand in Natasha’s shoulder and closed the door into y/n’s room.
“That I know,”
“Well, stop acting like she’s aways gonna be that scared little girl,”
“Oh I would kick your ass right now if they weren’t asleep in there Barton.”
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Relationship: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader Drabble Summary: Peter arrives at your window drunk Word Count: 491 A/N: my fixation on TASM!Peter continues and, as always, he is of college-age in this fic just for clarity. i hope you enjoy this sweet little piece i threw together the idea came to me randomly while i was in the car lmao
You were lounging on your bed, reading a book, when a soft knocking at your window caught your attention. You shut your book and glanced at your window, unsure.
This wasn’t exactly a new occurrence for you. Your boyfriend being, well, Spider-Man, meant he’d come knocking every now and then. But something about these knocks was just…off. They were gentle, slow, yet still erratic. Peter’s knocks were usually stronger, maybe sometimes even panic-y.
You closed your book, wielding it like a weapon, as you slowly got out of bed. You couldn’t imagine who would show up at your apartment window with the goal of robbing the place or hurting you, but still. The alarms in your head were going two-forty.
Tip-toeing across your room, you peeked around the window frame to find…Peter. You lowered your book as you stared at your boyfriend, confused. He was watching you on the other side with a glossy, dazed look in his eyes. His hair was a mess and he was wearing street clothes, no suit. He lifted a hand and waved eagerly.
“Peter?” You said as you finally opened the window. “Wh-What’s wrong? Are you okay?” You did another glance over him but you couldn’t make out scratches or anything. Yet something still seemed off about him.
“H-Hi, babe,” he replied, a little hiccup in his words. “Missed you…” His words trailed off as a silly grin spread on his lips.
Your confusion slowly dissipated as you realized what was going on. “Are you drunk?”
“Me? Drunk?” Peter laughed and shook his head dramatically. “I—What? I could never. I’m a superhero, babe, we do not—.” He hiccuped again, making him lose his train of thought.
“Peter, I’ve seen you drunk before. I know what it looks like.”
Peter giggled. Like an actual giggle. “You’re so smart, babe.”
You playfully rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the apartment. You forced him to sit down on your bed while you went to get some water for him.
“I can’t believe you got drunk and scaled the side of my building,” you said as you came back with water in hand. Peter had made himself very comfortable on your bed, lounging against your pillow.
“I missed you,” he mumbled as he sipped the water.
You sat down beside him. “You see me almost every day, silly.”
He sighed, his head lolling towards you. “Yes, but I missed you tonight. I missed my gorgeous, funny, smart, lovely, pretty, delicious—,”
“Delicious?”
“—delicious girlfriend,” Peter said as he cuddled up next to you. “Excuse me, for wanting to see her.”
You chuckled and kissed the top of his head. “You know, you could’ve just used the front door to see me.”
“That’s not romantic,” he replied, another hiccup slipping out.
“And this is?”
One of his arms snaked across your waist. “Yes,” Peter said. “Yes, it is.”
