#tompeter parker
It’ll all be okay
parings: Tom!peter parker x black!reader
Summary:you get attacked by green goblin; Peter comes to save you
warning: violence, cursing, angst, fluff(if you squint), green goblin being creepy
A/N:I am completely obsessed with the new spider man movie and some of this will be taken from the movie but will be altered to fit the reader in. Aunt may doesn’t die. Sorry if this is long:)
Peter webbed Norman’s hand to the arm robot. Everyone in the apartment room watches in Anticipation as Normans face turned crooked. He smiles creepy at them green goblin taking over him again, his attention goes to peter making the young boy gulp.
“Peter…” aunt may whispers
Peter side glances the older woman as she sneaks into the other room. Peter turns his attention back to Norman. No one dared to move as normans eyes narrowed
“That some neat trick, that sense of yours” he grumbles
“Norman?” octavius stepped up concern written on his face. The doctor was confused everything was going good but now it’s like everything did a full 180
Aunt may comes back with a bag in her hands and looks towards Peter who was already staring at the woman with worry. She looks at Norman who’s attention was now on octavius
“Normans on sabbatical honey”
“The hell?” Electro says
“Goblin” octavius mumbles not taking his eyes from the man himself. Goblin turns his attention back to peter who’s eyes never left him
“I saw how she trapped you” goblin grumbles with a crooked smile.
Peter frowned at the man. He knew who the she was. Y/n. And he didn’t like that very much, he tried his hardest to keep her out of this but of course that didn’t go as planned when y/n walked on him talking about it to mj and ned. He could never really keep anything from her
He promised to keep y/n safe but now goblin knew about her and he knew how she talked to him about helping the villains
Peters frown deepened
“Keep her out of this” Peter threatened but that only fueled goblin as he kept going. He knew exactly how to get what he wanted. “Fighting her holy moral mission”
Goblins smile disappears as he frowned at peter
“We don’t your help, we don’t need to be fixed!” He yelled. Electro listen intently; goblins words filling his head. He looks down at the charger like thing on his chest as it beeped
“May” aunt may looks at peter “run” electro rips out the charger as goblin freed his hand from the web
Aunt may takes off
“How about i pay her a little visit, huh Peter?” Goblin smiles as he lunged at peter. He grabs the young boy and throws him. Peter lands by the window but quickly gets himself up
“I said keep her out of this!” Peter yelled as he dogged a punch goblin threw.
Peter punches him instead but goblin kicks him. Peter body crashes into the window causing him to fall threw but he stops himself with a web. Peter eyes widen when goblin grabs the web and slings peter into another window. The young boys body hits the floor of the balcony
Goblin straddles the boy and starts choking him “I bet she’s sitting somewhere wondering if her little peter is safe” he laughs in amusement as Peter growls and webs the upper balcony ceiling. Pushing himself up he turns them over as he drives goblin into the floor. Goblin lands on another balcony
“I swear I’ll kill you” peter growls
Goblin grabs him and throws him into the window. Peter whimpers and tries to stand but goblins grabs him again and tosses him into the wall. His body lands in the apartment hallway. Peter groans and whimpers trying to crawl away as goblin walked towards him
The older man smirks at the boy
“You know this is fun and all but I think I’ll go have some fun with someone else” he laughs manically and runs towards the window in the hallway.
Peter watches as goblin breaks throw the window. He forces himself up and runs to the window. Goblin lands on his glider and glides away
“No, no, no!” Peter panics and jumps out the window
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Y/n sat on her bed fidgeting with her fingers. Peter told y/n to stay home while he went with the plan to save the villains. Even though she talked to him about it telling him it’s good he wants to help, y/n couldn’t help but to worry about him
She gets up and goes to the kitchen. When y/n got anxious she ate away. Y/n opens her refrigerator and looks through it. She hums a tune to herself as she grabs somethings from the fridge and sits them on the counter. Y/n starts to make a sandwich trying to distract herself as best as she can
But then a sound catches her attention
The young woman stops what she’s doing and turns around. She gasps softly when she hears the sound again. Y/n quickly grabs a knife and holds it out in front of her as protection.
She hears footsteps. Her heart thumps as they get closer to where the kitchen is. She prays it peter but she knows he would’ve been made his present known by either calling out for her. She wants to run somewhere and hide but she was too scared to move. Her mind screamed for her to do something but she didn’t know what to do
Tears blurred her vision as she slowly moves out of the kitchen, knife still in front she holds it tightly. Shaking she manages to hide behind the couch
“Ohhhh y/n” the voice sang. It sounded low and groggy. She puts her hand on her chest to control her breathing. The footsteps stop by the opening of the kitchen. Y/n turned a little to her right to see who it is
She looked at his face and her eyes widened. It was Norman but he didn’t look like his normal self, he was sweating and looked crazy. She noticed he had bruise on him like he just got from a fight. Then that’s when it hit her. Peter
Goblins head snaps towards her, a crooked smile reaches his face
Y/n gasps and scrambled to get up
“There you are beautiful!” He lunged after her as the young woman runs to her bedroom. Tears ran down her face as his footsteps got closer and closer. She makes to the bedroom and shuts the door shut, locking it she quickly crawls under bed and hides
There’s silence. The only sound audible is the sound of her heart pounding against her chest. She puts her hand over her mouth as she cried scared that he would hear her
Y/n prayed that peter somehow knew she was in danger and was on his way to save her, because she didn’t know how long should would be able to hold him off. Y/n jumps when there’s a bang on the door. She cried harder as the door began to crack from the pressure of the bangs
“Now princess where did you go, huh?” He chuckled to himself deeply as he searched the room. Goblin throws the closet door open but then slams them shut when she’s not in there. Y/n watches his feet as they walk around the room. But then. They stop
Right at the end of her bed
He slowly bends down to the floor and looks under the bed. He smirks when notices y/n who screamed as he grabbed her from under the bed. She thrashed around trying to fight him off but it was no use. He had the upper hand and he knew that
“Peter is one lucky boy” y/n cringed as goblin straddle her and got in her face
“Please l-leave me alone” she cried out but that only amused him. He stroked her face, wiping the tears that fell. “Now why would I do that, hm?” He chuckled and trailed his hand down to her neck. The young woman whimpered as his hand wrapped her neck squeezing tightly
She stared into his eyes as she tried to push him off her, glancing to her right she realized the knife laying on the floor next to her
Y/n quickly grabs it and stabbed him right in the stomach. The man screamed and released her giving y/n the chance to kick him and get up. He pulled the knife out throwing it to the floor. Goblin looks up at y/n with anger, his eyes almost black
“You bitc-“
“Now that is not how you talk to a lady” a young boy’s voice interrupts him
Peter swings in through the window and kicks goblin who now laid unconscious. Peter turns to y/n who watched, shaking with tears she running down her face
“Baby” he said softly as he walked up to her. He cradled her face, Peter placed his forehead on hers “it’s okay baby I’m here your safe, I promise” y/n nods and let’s out a shaky breath as she tried to control her frantic breathing. Peter helps her and pulls the young woman into his chest; he kissed her hair and whispered ‘it’s okay’ and ‘I’m here’ into her ear
Peter wanted to kill goblin but he had to make sure the love of life was okay
Y/n shook in his hold, her arms wrapped around him tightly; afraid that he would leave “I-i was so scared Peter” he shushed her and creased her head
“I know and I’m sorry I’ll never leave you alone again baby i promise, I promise”
Goblin groans as he starts to gain consciousness. Peter quickly let go of y/n and protectively put her behind him. Peter watched intensely as goblin collected him and got up. He looked at the young boy and girl. He growled in frustration
“You always gotta ruin the fun!”
Peter webbed goblin onto the wall and turns back to y/n. He grabs her by the shoulders his face serious “ok baby i know you’re scared but I need you to run ok? Mj and Ned are outside, go with them I’ll be fine”
Y/n shook her head. She didn’t want to leave with that lunatic “I-I can’t pete he could kill you!”
Peter hands moved to her face as he pulled her into a passionate kiss. He pulled the way then pushed her out the bedroom
“I love you y/n”
“I-i love you too, Pete”
Goblin thrashed around making the web start to give away
“I’m sorry but I need you to run baby please!” He yelled as he glanced at goblin who was getting out of the webs. He turns back to y/n “go!”
Y/n nods frantically and runs out to the door. She quickly leaves outside to see mj and Ned looking at her with worry and panic. Y/n runs right into their arms as they held her
“He’ll be ok y/n”
“It’ll all be ok” Ned said. His shirt being drenched by y/n tears
It’ll all be ok..
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His Kryptonite
Peter Parker x Reader
Peter gets sprayed with bug spray. Spoiler alert, he doesn’t have a good reaction
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“Stop! Peter, stop!” you laugh and giggle as he pokes at you.
“What? What? What do you mean?” Peter laughs and lunges to wrap his arms around you, pulling you back against his chest as you both laugh.
“S-stop,” you wheeze, “the food is ready. We have to go.”
“Oh? You want food more than to hang with me?” he raises his eyebrow at you.
“Hm, you or food? I think I’ll pick food!” you say and try to laugh and get out of his grip.
“Wow, ok. Food doesn’t save the world, though,” Peter jokes.
“Wanna bet?” you laugh.
Peter laughs and shakes his head, finally letting his arms go lax and let you go. “I don’t know what’s hurt worse, my feelings or my ego,” Peter says in a fake hurt tone and sad look.
“Mhm, yeah, I’m sure you can talk to Tony about that ego thing. He probably has something to fix that,” you snicker and head toward your bedroom door. Peter gasps and runs at you again, making you laugh and try to open the door to get away from him, only to get trapped between his arms and the hallway wall. “What, did I lie?”
“No… guess not,” he smirks.
It’s a moment of silence as you both look at each other, all while he has you pinned to the wall, and after a moment, you lean up and place a tender kiss on his lips. He melts into the kiss, leaning his body more on yours.
“Ahem.” You pull away at the sound of someone clearing their throat. “There are kids here, ya know? Keep all the ick somewhere else,” Darrell, your brother, says. “And the food’s ready.”
You laugh and roll your eyes, turning to walk toward the kitchen, Peter not far behind. You both walk into the kitchen, the smell of food hitting your nose and making your mouth water.
You and Peter walk toward the living room, wanting to sit on the couch and wait for your mom to give the ok that everyone can eat. “What are you doing?” you look confused at Dominic, Darrell’s twin brother.
“There was a spider, and I don’t know where it went,” he says, spraying near the ceiling but also out into the air.
“Stop spraying that stuff everywhere. We’re about to eat,” you say.
“What? Scared of a little buy spray?” he mocks, turning the can toward you and spraying some at you.
It was only a little, but the bottle he’s using sprays a large area, so it didn’t only hit you, but it hit Peter also.
“Ugh. Really?” you scrunch your face and scoff, Peter starting to cough behind you. “Ma! Can you get your son and tell him to stop trying to kill us all with this bug spray!” you yell toward the kitchen.
“BOY! Stop using all my spray and sit down!” you hear her yell over the sound of Peter still coughing.
“I was just trying to get the spider!” he whines.
“Imma put a spider in your food if you don’t sit yo butt down and put my can away!”
Dominic turns around and gives you a mean look before leaving the living room. It’s now that you realize Peter is still coughing. You turn around, seeing him with his face buried in his arm as he wheezes. “Hey? You ok?’ you ask, concern in your voice as you put your hand on Peter’s arm.
He tries to stop coughing, but it turns into wheezes for air. "C-can'tbeathe! Can'tbreathe!” he says franticly, pointing to his throat and desperately trying to get air into his lungs.
Your eyes go wide, and you notice how pale he now looks. His eyes beat red, and tears started to run from them. “Peter? Hey, hey, Peter!” Peter falls to his knees, clawing at his throat and feeling it squeeze closed.
“Is everything ok? What’s wrong? What happened?” your mom asks her, and Marcus, your other little brother, comes to find out what all the commotion is.
You thought for a moment, and it started to sink in. Peter got hit with the bug spray. Technically, he’s part spider. He could be dying.
Peter starts feeling dizzy, and you get on your knees so you’re level with him. “Pete, I- I don’t know what to do…” you put your hands on his face. You thought hearing Peter gasp for help was bad, but then he goes completely silent, and your heart skips a beat. He stops making noise altogether, his eyes glazing over and his body feeling heavy. His weight leans into you, his head falling to your shoulder. You’d think he went unconscious, but there’s still the tiny movement of his body trying every few seconds to inhale.
You scramble to get your phone, quickly finding Tony’s contact. “Mr. Stark! Peter got hit with bug spray! I- I think he’s dying.”
Tony is quick to understand and told you to wait. He’d come as quick as possible with a solution. But who knew how long Peter had. Maybe his body could fight the spray, but maybe it can’t. Maybe there’s no way to save him at this point.
Within 10 minutes, there’s a knock on the door. Tony. You let him in and ignore the looks of surprise and confusion you get from your family. “What’s that?” you ask, watching him kneel down to your unconscious boyfriend laid on the floor and pull out a vile.
“A sedative,” he says, lifting up one of Peter’s sleeves and sticking it to his arm.
“Wait- sedative?? Won’t that stop his body from fighting the spray?!” you say, a little louder than you liked.
“You the scientist?” You can only blankly stare at him, closing your mouth from saying anything else. He sighs, “The sedative will settle his senses and powers, meaning he’s more normal for the moment, and instead of attacking him, his body will react more normally. Meaning not at all.”
Like on cue, Peter’s eyes shot open, and he woke up with a sharp gasp of air. “What? What happened?” he pants, still trying to catch his breath. You sigh and get down next to him, pulling him into a hug.
“You’re gonna need some rest, kid,” Tony speaks up, pulling your attention to him. He nods, still not fully understanding why but agreeing. Tony stands, turning to your family -who’s standing like deers in headlights- and smiles. “So, what are we having for dinner?”
“Darrell, come help me,” you say, standing and trying to help Peter up.
He snaps out of his daze and walks over. You don’t miss the hint of hesitation in his walk. He lets Peter put his arm around his shoulders, and both of you start walking him back toward your room. You make it to your room and help him on your bed, turning to Darrell, who’s still just standing there, not really knowing what to do.
“Get out,” you say with a fake smile and push him back through the door, closing it behind him. You let out a breath and turn back to Peter, climbing in bed with him and laying back. “How ya feeling?”
“Like I got sprayed with death,” he mumbles, turning and climbing on top of you, getting under the blankets and laying between your legs, the back of his head laid on your stomach.
You bring your hand up and run it through his hair. “Yeah, guess the bug spray is a big no no,” you say gently. He hums in response, closing his eyes and letting them rest.
You stay like that for about 3 minutes before your door slowly opens, the rest of your family, and Tony with a plate in his hand behind them, steps through. Your mom is the first to speak up. “You got a lot of explaining to do.”
You internally cringe, knowing there’s really no way out of this. You glance at Tony, who has a face full of food and is no help, but you feel one of Peter’s hands on your leg, slowly stroking it gently like he’s saying it’s ok, that you can tell him.
You take in a slow breath. “Yeah. Guess now is as best of time to let you guys in on everything.”
Caught In Their Webs (Part Two)
Warnings:smut, fingering, fluff, fluffy stuff, sorta angsty
(I marked the smutwith *** if you’d like to skip that)
Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter = Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete
Word Count = 3200
You woke up groggily, blinking slowly as you glanced around them room noticing it was still dark. You reached blindly to the side of you flinging your arm around in attempt to find your phone. You found it and switched it on, flinching and blinking as the harsh light burnt your eyes. After a few moments your eyes adjusted, the blaring 12:57am glaring at you. You sighed in irritation, getting out of bed, and stumbling to the bathroom in your room.
After opening the door, you trudged back to your bed before you heard a soft thump from outside your door. You stopped, waiting for a moment before you heard another noise. It sounded like it was coming from your kitchen. You walked to your bedroom door and softly poked your head out look down the hall.
You heard a noise again and you moved back into your room and grabbed your Spiderman baseball bat, a birthday gift from Ned, one you now appreciated very much. You moved as silently as you could creeping towards the kitchen. Your tired brain, making temporarily forget your two other house guests, your brain immediately associating the noise with an intruder. You stopped by the corner separating the hall from the kitchen and gripped the bat tightly in your hands. You took a breath in and turned the corner raising the bat and swung hard at the sound.
A hand reached out and caught it, stopping it midswing. A shocked Pete stood holding the edge of the bat. You gasped, suddenly wide awake and mind reeling.
“I’m so so so sorry! Oh god I totally forgot you were here! Oh god oh” you gasped out.
“Shhh, sweetheart. It’s ok, I’m alright, spidey senses and all” the wise and gentle looking Peter smiled softly at you. Taking the bat softly out of your hands.
“Spidey senses, right. Parker calls them um peter tingle. That’s the super reflex thing you have… right” you breathed out, still in slight shock.
He chuckled softly, reaching out and squeezing your shoulder softly, “I’m sorry I woke you up sweetheart, I got a little lost in here,” he gestured around the kitchen, and you looked behind him and noticed an open cupboard.
“Oh, um. What were you looking for?” you questioned softly. “I should’ve shown you around more,” you chastised yourself softly.
Pete shook his head, “you’ve had quite a day, I didn’t really expect you to show me where the cups were,” he laughed. “I was just looking for a cup so I could have a drink.” He smiled at you softly, and you found yourself temporarily lost in his pretty blue eyes. So beautiful and blue, like to gorgeous pools you could just drown in. You let out a soft sigh, and turned past him gently, grabbing him two cups from their designated cupboard.
You turned to him, “would you just like some water, or some warm milk?” you asked him softly.
“Just a water, thank you,” he replied gently.
You poured two glasses of water and went to the kitchen counter placing his glass beside you, turning and leaning on the counter. He softly walked beside you, grabbing his glass, leaning his back against the counter, peering at you from the corner of his eyes. He was trying to be discreet as he watched you, but you noticed, cheeks flushing at his gaze.
“So… why are you awake,” you whispered gently.
He chuckled softy, “I could ask you the same thing princess,” he replied suavely, voice soft and velvety so close to your ear as he leant in closer to you. “I struggle to sleep sometimes, since my sleep patterns so messed up by patrols. Insomnia definitely not want of the perks of being Spiderman,” he sighed out loudly. It was then you noticed the bags under his very clearly tired eyes.
You turned to look at him more directly, taking in his features. He was very handsome, and you could tell he would have been very extremely handsome in his teens when he first became Spiderman. Not that he wasn’t extremely attractive right now. He looked very wise and gentle, with his sweet soft smile and gorgeous blue eyes that just peered into your soul. He moved closer to you, hand raises slowly and coming towards your face gently. You flushed red, mind halting as you watched him softly caress your cheek.
He pulled his hand back and gave you a shy smile, “you had an eyelash on your cheek sweetheart,” he whispered gently. Not moving away from you, his soft breath tickling your cheek.
“You keep calling me sweetheart,” you whispered out softly. Unknowingly inching closer and closer to him your chests almost touching.
Pete took a deep breath, “Sorry, do you want me to stop?“ he asked with a soft head tilt.
You bit your lip softly. Noticing as his eyes flicked down to your lips at the action. “No,” you whispered out softly. Both of you lunging forward at the same time, lips crashing together passionately. He started licking at your lips softly, one arm wrapping around your waist and the other gripping your neck softly. You wrapped his arms around his neck, letting out a soft moan as his tongue tangled with yours.
***
Your kiss turned from passionate to desperate very quickly. You let out a gasp when he picked you up by your waist and thrust you up onto the counter. You whined into his mouth softly, as his began slide up from your waste inching towards your breasts. Your hands sliding up and down his well defined abs, groaning at the well defined muscles. When he finally broke away from your mouth you gasped, trying to catch your breath as he moved to your jaw littering it with soft kisses. He quickly found your sweet spot, giving it a soft suck at the same moment he gripped your breasts over your shirt. You gasped out, hips involuntarily bucking forward at his actions.
His left hand, went down under your shirt, moving up and grabbing your nipple gently twisting it softly. You pulled away from him softly, pushing him off you, watching as his face fall gently. You giggled, grabbing his face in his hands and planting a sweet kiss on his lips. You pulled away from him again, giggling at his hesitant face and ripped off your shirt, biting your lips as you watched he grew visibly excited, staring lustfully at your breasts. You lifted your arms to him in an invitation for him to join you again and he hastily moved back to you, lips immediately connecting to your neck in a litter of soft kisses.
He kissed, further down and down your neck, moving to your chest in a line until his mouth was wrapped around your left nipple. His right hand simultaneously grabbing your other nipple and softly twisted it. You let out a whimper as he pleasured your breasts. You were so wrapped up in the attention to your boobs that you didn’t notice his left hand slipping down your hips and into your pants until his finger gently ran up and down your slit. You let out a loud gasp, throwing your head back and thrusting your hips into his hand. “Oh, your so wet for already sweetheart,” he whimpered out moving back to your ear.
You gasped as his finger glazed your clit gently, “Oh Pete, please,” you cried out. He chuckled softly, licking at your neck sweetly, before suddenly thrusting two fingers into you, your pussy so wet they slid in with ease. You let out a strangled moan, as he instantly rubbed against you g-spot, thrusting his fingers in an out of you at a fast pace. “Oh fuck yes,” you cried out, as he finger fucked your pussy at an unrelenting pace. Expertly rubbing figure eights into your clit, whilst his fingers moved inside you hitting all the right places. However, the most intense part of it all was his gaze, watching you so sweetly. Eyes watching you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, a smile on his face as if this is the only place in the world he wanted to be.
Peter groaned throatily into your ear, voice filled with complete lust, “Does that feel good sweetheart, you going to come so quickly aren’t you sweetheart,” he groaned out throatily in your ear, fingers moving at an unrelenting pace. You felt that familiar pressure in forming in your lower stomach already, shocked at how quickly was bringing you to completion.
You cried out, “oh yes, I’m gonna come Pete, yes, yes!” you cried out in bliss hips moving against his hand desperately chasing your release desperately. Pete groaned in your ear “Yea, you gonna come all over my fingers sweetheart. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum,” he groaned in your ear.
“Oh Pete, Peter… oh yes,” you screamed out, your release hitting you hard, cumming hard all over his fingers. His name the only thing coming from your mouth, as he watched you with a soft smile Eyes rolling back into your head, as his fingers never halted, thumb moving fast and hard on your clit as he mouths latched back onto your nipple, twisting the other hard making your orgasm even more intense. His fingers never halting until you whined softly, gently pushing his wrist as an indication for him to stop. Your pussy throbbing and shaking from overstimulation and your powerful orgasm.
***
You whole body shook gently, leaning back on the counter as you softly caught your breath. Your arm covering your eyes as you slowly caught your breath. Slowly, you sat back up and looked at Pete, who was watching you with such a loving and gentle expression, the sweetest smile on his lips. He fell forward gently, head on your chest looking up at you with soft eyes. You leant down and gave him a sweet kiss, nuzzling his nose with yours as you both laughed softly.
You looked at his gentle face, softly bringing your hand down reaching to grab his member through pants. He grabbed your hand softly before you made contact, bring your hand up to his face and kissing the palm of your hand softly.
He looked at you with those wise eyes, “Watching you was more than enough for me sweetheart” he spoke softly, looking away with a slightly embarrassed expression. “But I want you to feel good to,” you yawned out, tiredness suddenly overwhelming you. He chuckled as you yawned, shaking his head softly and moving in to give you a tight embrace, arms sitting comfortably under your arms. Still on the counter you wrapped your legs around his thin waist and rested your head on his shoulder. You held each other tightly, a small smile on your face as he breathed into your hair, occasionally nuzzling his face in it, like an affectionate cat.
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You blinked drearily, the sun hitting your eyes as you squinted into your room, slowly waking up. You reached for your phone and blinked at the screen having woken up one minute before your alarm was to go off. Quickly turning off your alarm before the obnoxious ring could go off. Getting up softly, you trudged to the bathroom.
As you finished up, you walked past your mirror looking at yourself with a glance. You got a few steps back into your bedroom, before you stopped sprinting back into the bathroom, slamming your hands on the sink and looking at your reflection. A deep hickey was on your lower neck towards your collarbone. “Oh, my fuck!” you whisper shouted at your reflection, all the memories of last night running through your mind a mile a minute.
You walked into your bedroom, standing still for a moment brain running a mile a minute. ‘I were fingered by an alternate universe Peter Parker last night in my kitchen’… ‘I was fucking fingered by an alternate universe Peter Parker’…. I was fingered by an alternate version of my best friend who I’ve been in love with for years! Oh, fucking christ, what the fuck is wrong with me’ you cried out internally as you fell onto your bed face first, groaning into the pillows.
You laid there internally screaming at yourself for at least another five minutes, before sitting up abruptly, and finding a shirt that covered the mark on your neck. You can’t stay in your room all day again, and Parker was planning on coming over at 10:00 with MJ and Ned, and altercation you were at all keen on, after a few weeks of separation from the group. You grabbed your phone, you had an hour and a half left until they arrived. But god damn it this was your house, you weren’t gonna hide in your own house.
You walked at of your room determination filling you, until you walked into the kitchen, eyes finding the two glasses on the counter, and you immediately flushed bright red, shrinking in on yourself as you turned to retreat into your room after all.
“Oh, good morning,” you heard softly to behind you. You turned around and were met with Peter, standing in the kitchen, you hadn’t noticed him, eyes only finding the glasses. You flushed bright red, when you realized he was only in his boxers, smiling at you softly with a spatula in his hand. “Oh, um… sorry! Um Pete came with a change of clothes, but I just had my suit and I didn’t want to sleep in spandex,” he rambled out, hands reaching around himself awkwardly. You couldn’t help but laugh out hard, he looked like a lady trying to cover her parts when she dropped her towel, it was quite a funny sight.
You turned away from him walking down the hall, still cackling as you left him in the kitchen. Peter stood bewildered turning on the spot slowly, trying to figure out what the fuck just happened. His head perked up when he heard you laugh track back down the hall towards him again, and he watched as you walked out the hall, holding a shirt in your hand. You wiped your eyes, still softly chucking as you handed him the clothes in your arms, “I don’t know if it will fit you, I think it’ll be a little small Pet-Parker, leaves a lot of his clothes here when he spends… used to spend the night,” you said, still laughing slightly.
You watched him chuck on the T-shirt quickly, looking at you he spread his arms out in a tada action, and you snorted, covering your mouth as you started laughing hysterically again. The shirt was far to small for him. His arms looked huge, and the bottom of the shirt rested in the middle of his stomach, highlighting his abs, and well-defined hip bones. You giggled softly despite your flushed face, it was a funny look, but you had to admit… he looked fucking hot. You wanted to run your hand up and down his abs, much as you had done to Pete last night. You shivered at the memory, laughter dying down quickly, as you recalled the night again.
You know Peter noticed your rapid change in attitude, but he didn’t comment. Peter sniffed at the air still wearing the way to small shirt, before yelping out “Shit! Oh shit,” as he turned to the pan you had not noticed till now. You looked at the burnt pan, the scent of burnt and smoke suddenly overwhelming your nose, as you stared at what you believed was once a pan of eggs and bacon. “Oh damn… I just, wanted to wake you up with some breakfast,” he mumbled dejectedly, as he took the burnt pan and but it in the sink.
You giggled gently at the absolutely devastated look on his face, walking over to him and grabbing his arm gently, “Well thank you anyway, it was a sweet thought,” you cooed at him softly stroking his arm gently. He turned his head at you slightly, a soft smile on his features as he looked at you with his powerful brown eyes. His eyes always seemed to have a playful glint in them, a characteristic you were already quite fond of. You head unconsciously moved towards him slightly, overcome with a wave of something you couldn’t quite describe. Something about these two boys just made you lose all your control, you flicked your eyes down to his lips and his eyes flicked to yours lips as well, his eyes suddenly excited.
Before he glanced back up at your eyes and suddenly he looked completely panicked and scared. He coughed turning away sharply, “um, Pete went out for a swing this morning, said he couldn’t just sit around anymore. Felt like he should be looking for his villains as well,” he rubbed his face harshly, “I was gonna go out looking as well, but I thought I’d surprise you with breakfast,” he uttered gesturing back to the pan in the sink.
You sighed softly and tried not to be disappointed that he had turned away. Not that you should be at all, I mean you were still hopelessly in love with your own Peter, and last night you done… things with Pete. What the hell is wrong with your head. It was just something about these two new boys, that made you feel comfortable, like you’re always supposed to be in their arms. It’s like you’ve known them forever. What made this the hardest however, was that you felt as if you were betraying your Peter by thinking so sinfully about the other two. But you knew that you’d never have your Peter like you had Pete last night, and it saddened you. Maybe that’s why you were acting so crazy, maybe you just wanted to have a chance with any version of Peter.
You jumped when a hand touched your shoulder softly, Peter’s handsome face greeting you. That crooked soft smile back on his face. Looking at you with questioning eyes and the cutest little head tilt. You smiled, all those bad thoughts temporarily forgotten. “My umm…. My… my friends are coming over at 10:00. I can always ask them to bring some food over?” you muttered out, starting to smile his happiness contagious. “That would be great princess,” he grinned, turning, and wrapping an arm around your shoulder playfully shaking you, “I’m keen to meet your Peters friends hmm. Wonder if they were like mine. I’ll text Pete and tell him to be back by 10:00,” his head coming down as he gave you a sideways, grin so wide his whole face crinkled up, causing a giggle to bubble down your throat.
He let you go gently, flipping over the kitchen counter as if it was nothing, pulling his phone out of what seemed to be nowhere. You pursed your lips as you watched him, before sighing and pulling out your phone. Your fingers hovered over Parkers contact name, the My Bug Boy staring you in the face dauntingly, before you slid down to MJ’s contact, and decided against both. Clicking on Ned’s name and asking him to pick up some food before he came over. The first message you had sent in a very long time, and you cringed at all the messages on his side. Messages to which you had never replied. You breathed in and turned back over to Peter… who was now texting… upside down… on the wall. He gave you a goofy smile and a small wave before turning back to his phone You sighed dramatically grabbing the counter, and turning to face the two daunting glasses still untouched. Today was going to be a long day.
Caught In Their Webs (Part One)
Warnings:fluff, some angst, swear words, some steamy stuff
Nothing to interesting yet just some set up for the next chapter. Things start to get steamy, next chapter. I’m very exited for the spice!
Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter= Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete
You were sat in your bed, staring at your door with an intensity, petrified that at any second the door would open, or someone would knock, and you’d have to deal with the inevitable.
After your Peter left, you were left alone with the two other Peters. Your head, still absolutely reeling in shock from the new information, as well as the fact that there were now two handsome boys or Peters in front of you. You said nothing, and simply walked past them awkwardly, walking to your room with haste. Slamming the door shut behind you and falling onto your bed.
That had been three hours ago. The sun had set, and you were started to get hungry as dinner time came, yet you were still glued to your bed. Staring at the door as you had been for hours, unaware of what exactly you should do. You had texted your Peter at least 30 times, but he had simply replied with a ‘I’ll be back late tonight, after 10’ a text that had done nothing to calm your nerves.
You sighed dramatically, falling back into your pillows, and checking your phone. A bright picture of you and Peter hugging in the snow greeted you, along with a blaring 7:47pm. “Ughh!” you groaned. Slowly you sat up and walked to your dresser tossing of your shirt and pants with the intent to change into something more comfortable and talk to the other Peters, before a knock startled you and you turned to see the door opening slowly opening, to shocked to shout out.
Peter 3’s head popped in “Hi um, we were just wondering if you were…. Oh my gosh oh god I’m so sorry!” he yelped, turning, and slamming his head into the side of your door frame in his rush to shut your door. You heard a hard thud on the other side of the door once it was shut, along with a rushed whisper of ‘what the hell happened?’ from the other Peter.
“Oh my god, what the fuck even is my life!” you yelled at your roof, turning back to the and staring at in anger, now even less keen to exit your room. Not that you thought that could’ve been possible a moment ago. Quickly dressing, in some of your nicer clothes, which you totally didn’t do on purpose, you walked to your mirror. You gave yourself a once over, and quickly fixed your hair, for absolutely no reason ‘god stop it Y/N, you don’t need to look cute’ you snapped internally. Walking to the door you halted at the handle. You took a deep breath in, mentally preparing yourself, before you opened the door and stepped out into the hall.
You walked into the loungeroom, where the two Peters sat on your couch. Peter 2, looking at you kindly a small smile gracing his handsome features. Whilst the Peter 3 was staring at his feet, face beet red. You sighed, before walking in and sitting on the table in front of them, folding your hand into your lap.
“Ok, this um needs to happen I guess,” you spoke, a sudden determination filling you.
Peter 2 coughed softly, “Well perhaps formal introductions are in order. Um, I’m Peter 2 to you guys, but in my universe, I’m known as Peter Benjamin Parker, I was bitten by a genetically modified spider at a school trip, and I became Spiderman. And three of my old villains, who I fought very long ago are now here in your universe as well.” Peter 2 spoke softly, nudging Peter 3 softly after he was finished.
Peter 3 sat up straight, a faint blush still on his cheeks as he avoided your eyes, “I’m Peter 3, and well I’m also Peter Parker, I snuck into Oscorp industries, and I was bitten by a radioactive spider, and I became the amazing Spiderman. Um, two of my villains are here as well.”
“Wait, there are others from your universes here. Villains?” you questioned. “Is that where my Peter is?”
Both Peters sat up straighter, Peter 2 spoke first, “When your Peter had the strange doctor do his spell something went wrong and we were suddenly in this universe. We found each other quickly, but where still not sure how many others there are yet, but so far we pretty sure that there is just five others.”
Peter 3 leaned forward, face suddenly serious “Your Peter and the doctor have found and captured two so far, but the other three still have to be caught,” he spoke seriously.
“Um, so once the other three are caught things will be fixed then, and you two will go back to your universe?” you questioned softly.
The two Peters glanced at each other before turning back to you. “Unfortunately, It’s not that simple, there are certain conditions in which the spell was first created, those conditions need to be met again for the spell to be fixed” Peter 3 spoke.
“That and the doctor said he had no clue how to fix the spell, said something about unusual complications not mentioned in the books. He was uttering something about refusing to go to Wong and that he can do this all himself,” Peter 2 spoke pensively, leaning back in his seat. “First, we actually have to catch the others villain’s, but we have no clue where they are. Which is what your Peter is working on now.”
Peter 3 clapped his hands together, “Then we let your magician do his magic spell, and bam we go back home,” he grinned.
You pursed your lips, nodding your head softly, “and who are these villains exactly? Are they dangerous?” you questioned softly.
The atmosphere shifted instantly, both Peters suddenly tense in their chairs. After a few moments of silence Peter 2 spoke up, “There’s Doctor Otto Octavius an…. He has already been captured. Flint Marko or the Sandman, and worst of all is Norman Osborn or the Green Goblin.” He turned away softly a sad look on his face, “They were once great men. All three of them”
Peter 3 placed his hand on Peter 2’s shoulder in comfort, before turning to you, “My foes are Doctor Curt Connors or the Lizard.” Your eyebrow shot up in question at that one. “As well as Max Dillon or Electro. They were my friends once” he spoke softly, a saddened look in his eyes as he looked at his shoes.
Your eyes went between the two handsome boys, heart heavy as you looked at their saddened faces. “Hey.” You whispered softly; both the boys looked at you intently. “Let’s order some pizza huh!” you said standing up.
Walking away from the two boys you turned your head back to them, “hmm, I wonder… three pepperoni pizzas, extra cheese?” you questioned, giggling when both the boys sat upright immediately, excitement clear on their faces. You walked into the kitchen pulling out your phone, “Oh, and I am not calling Peter 2 and Peter 3 so I’m going to have to figure something out with that” you cried out. Drawing out a chuckle from both the boys.
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An hour later all three of you were sat on the lounge, watching TV whilst waiting for your Peter to return. “Wait, so you’re telling me that neither of your universe have Rick and Morty? That is a travesty!” You cried out, from where you were sandwiched between the two boys. Both enthralled by the show on your tv. “Oh my god I wonder what else you guys don’t have.” You spoke in shock.
“Hmmm, it’s reminding me of mick and molly, in fact its quite identical,” Peter 3 mumbled, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl in your lap and stuffing it into his mouth.
“What the fuck.” You mumbled out, bewildered. Peter 2 chuckling beside you. “Hmm that reminds me, I’ve thought it through and I’m calling you” you pointed at Peter 2, who raised an eyebrow at you smirking softly. “Pete!” you chirped, poking his chest softly, to which he chuckled softly. “And I’m just calling you Peter, and my Peter shall be foremost called Parker or bug boy, both names are used by my friends more than his real name anyway” you laughed, poking Peters chest as you spoke. Face flushing when he shot you a giant grin.
“Hell, yeah I get to keep my name” He cheered, making Pete snort beside you. Pete’s hand reaching into the popcorn just as you did. Your hands brushed each other, and a bright blush covered your cheeks whilst a low blush covered his face. You turned back to the TV, with a cough.
“So um, going back to the topic of things that are different in your universes,” you started. “Umm, well do either of you have… um significant others waiting for you in your universes,” you mumbled out, cursing yourself internally for your awkwardness. Both the spiders tensed suddenly tensed, a sad look in his eyes.
Before you could question it, Pete spoke out, “Well, I had my fiancé MJ, but well were kind of taking a very long break at the moment… we haven’t spoken in over a year” he mumbled out. You bit your lip, internally screaming at yourself for asking the question and ruining the mood. Your eyes strayed over to Peter, who had tears in his eyes, and every bone in your body was screaming at you to hold him but you stopped yourself.
“I um, had someone. Her name was Gwen…” he struggled to get the words out.
“Peter its ok, you don’t have to.” You started, but he cut you off quickly.
“No its ok… i had Gwen uh, well she was my MJ, and there was a fight and I… I wasn’t fast enough to catch her and she… she… she um died,” he finally chocked out, clearly trying so hard not to cry. Before the rational part of your brain could register it, you were wrapped around him tightly. Holding onto him as if he would fall, if you let go. He stilled for a moment before he let out a deep sigh and hugged you back tightly. A few moments passed and you felt Pete behind you, hesitantly hugging you both from behind your back. You reached one arm back to hold him as well, a silent confirmation that his touch was welcome. He hugged you tighter after which.
“My Peter, has an MJ to,” you mumbled out softly, both the Peters hugging you even tighter after which, as if they knew that it made you sad.
You sat there for ages, simply holding each other and breathing softly. You didn’t know why you felt so comfortable and content in their arms, and you sure didn’t know why you felt so protective and caring for these boys you had just met. But everything in you was screaming give these boys the world. You held each other till the tv went silent. You glanced up from Peter’s shoulder, looking at the Netflix’s are you still their prompt. “Do you guys have the office in your universes,” your whispered, mind randomly suggesting a movie name of the top of your head.
Peter sniffled softly letting you go gently, “no, what’s that?”
Pete also softly let you go, “we have the workplace. Maybe its like that,” he uttered
You looked at him bewildered, “seriously, what the fuck even.”
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And that’s how your Peter, or rather for this week, your Parker found the three of you when he arrived. The three of you practically sitting on top of each other, watching finding nemo, your hand still resting on Peters arm gently. Something he bristled at, before silently chastising himself, confused as to why a simple thing enraged him so.
“Hey, I’m back!” he called from the window, jumping in with a grin. “Got some progress about the spell. Um mister strange says he knows of a book that has information about how to fix the spell. Uh he just needs to fix it.” Parker started. “Oh, Y/N um I should probably explain everything now, well you see…”
“There’s no need Parker, they’ve already filled me in on the villains, mixed with the fact that doctor strange, is apparently a stubborn man who helped you break the multiverse and refuses to ask for help. Very inappropriate for a time thingie if you ask me. The real question is did you find any more of these missing villains or no?” You stood as you spoke one hand on your hip, and another pointed at Parker accusingly.
“Um, well there still missing.” Parker said, hands wringing together anxiously. “But we seem to think that we might now where one might be… tomorrow” he said anxiously. Both the other peters letting out a sigh at his words. “But don’t worry, MJ and Ned are coming over tomorrow and were going to figure everything out. MJs already got some great ideas.” Peter started, a loving face on his features as he spoke of MJ. You tensed sharply, something that did not go unnoticed by the other two Peters.
“Alright then Parker, so is there anything that we can do tonight?” you questioned Parker, failing to keep the attitude out of your voice.
“Um, well no… why are you um calling me parker,” he questioned softly, his features falling into a soft frown.
“Well, I refused to call you numbers… So, your Parker, he’s Peter and he’s Pete,” you pointed, accordingly as you spoke. “Now, if there’s nothing else, we can do tonight… then I guess we should just call it a night then. So I guess you can just leave now,” you sighed, stalking towards the hall for your bedroom before halting.
You turned to face Pete and Peter, “um, I guess Peter can take the guest room and the Pete can take my parents room,” you stated, pointed to the doors down the hallways as you spoke. “I am going to bed,” you sighed, walking away from the boys without another word.
Parker stood frozen at the window confusion evident on his face. He’d noticed you had been straying from the group, recently and was missing his best friend. The poor boy had no clue what he was doing wrong. But he knew it was him that was causing your distance from the group. The other two Peters were giving him knowing looks, like they knew exactly what he was going through. He gave them both awkward smiles, and quickly left through the window. Intent on clearing his head, with a few hours of patrol.
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You were getting dressed into your pajamas, teeth brushed and ready to go to sleep. Already anxious for tomorrow when you heard a soft knock. You turned to the door, scared to be caught changing again but the door remained shut tight.
“Um come in,” you shouted out, after you’d quickly dressed.
Peter stuck his head in, “Hi, I um… I waited for you to tell me I could come in this time,” he said a proud look on his face.
You giggled softly at the look on his face, “well, yes that is what most people do,” giggling even more as his face flushed and he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Yeah, sorry about earlier, I’ve always been really bad at that aha… done it to you way to much” he whispered the last part so softy you barely caught it. You were confused by the phrase but decided against saying anything. You both stood in silence for a while.
“Did you need something, or?” you questioned, after an awkward length of silence had passed.
“Oh! Um I just wanted to say goodnight, and just let you know if you need anything just let me know ya know aha,” he laughed out awkwardly.
“Oh, well you’re the guest shouldn’t you tell me if you need something?” you questioned with a laugh.
He froze, a bright red blush on his cheeks, “yeah right of course, you’re a fucking idiot Peter!” he said smacking his head as he spoke. “I’m just going to go. Um, goodnight” he said as he stumbled back to the door. You laughed at his soft and gentle awkwardness, staring at the closed door with a fond smile.
‘he’s really cute’ you thought, before shaking your head. ‘Woah girl, where the hell did that come from! You can not get a crush on the damn alternate universe Peter Parker’ you said shaking your head as you crawled into your bed. ‘I suppose all of them are very cute. Arghh stop it bad thoughts!’
“Ugh,” you groaned out, before you finally fell back into your bed falling into a fitful sleep. Not wanting to deal with tomorrow already.
Caught In Their Webs (Series Masterlist)
NWH Spoilers below and in this series, read at your own risk!!!(Masterlist will be updated as story progresses, not much yet)
Summary:Your best friend and long term crush Peter Parker rocks up at your apartment with two other Peters Parkers in tow and tells you he has managed to break the damn multiverse. You agree to host the two other Peters, whilst your Peter tries to fix the damn multiverse. What will happen during a full week with three Peters filtering in and out of your apartment.
* = Smut
Part Four
Part Five
