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Dunno what this is but I probably drew it at 3am

#mysteryspider #spiderio #spideysterio #tf is peter doing #beck is concerned

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Quentin Beck, full time teacher and part time serial killer.

Well well well, seems like I finally posted in like 10 years. Sorry for inactivity, school is b r u t a l.

I mean I’ll probably be gone for a loooong time since I got lots of projects and 1st semester finals are coming oof. I’ll probably post again around Christmas.

Again, sorry I haven’t been active :((

#Quentin Beck #Mysterio #human au #serial killer au

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Teeth is a spiderio song if they had a toxic relationship fight me

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Please more biker au!

Here’s a sneak peak at a possible future chapter of the biker au ;)

-W

“You could have anyone you wanted, Why me?”

Peter’s words echo in Quentin’s mind, he’s seated on his chair in the other room from the bar. Laughter and yells and what he’s pretty sure is a fight breaking out is all muffled by the walls. His finger dwindle with the cap of the now long empty beer bottle. He hears the sound of a table breaking but doesn’t have the capacity to groan, he’s gonna have to buy another now.

It doesn’t take long for his mind to shift back to Peter, the boy who he should stay away from as humanly possible. The one he should feel a boiling hatred for.

But instead. After watching Peter, learning all his routines he decided to make himself known.

At first it was just to taunt Rogers and his husband, from what he had learned from Peter and his family was that there were no secrets between them, and he was sure he would have told him about his offer to give him a ride.

He expected it, but a part of him was disappointed in the rejection of the ride.

But little by little he kept making himself known and present in Peter’s attention.

And for the first time in all Eighteen years of Peter Stark-Rogers life, he held a secret.

And it was fun, in a way, Quentin hadn’t expected, it was fun sneaking around with Peter. Testing the limits, the adrenaline of almost getting caught by one of his father’s. He had to bite down on his tongue to stop laughter when he was forced to hide in Peter’s closest like a teenage boy when he had finally let him come in.

Then again, he thinks dimly. Peter is still a teenager.

Legal, but a teenager nonetheless.

It wasn’t supposed to go this far, he wasn’t supposed to get this attached. He thinks back to Peter’s watery eyes, big and fawn like, glassy with hurt and anger.

Disappointment.

“What do you want, Quentin?”

“Me?”

“Fun?”

“Or some sick satisfaction knowing you touched the son of the person you hate the most”

Quentin swallows, the urge to call Peter, go to peter is near overwhelming but despite it he knows it would be useless tonight. Peter wouldn’t listen to Quentin, and Quentin himself is a little unsteady on his feet.

Perhaps he had a few too much to drink

He waits out by the library like he’s always done after the first time Peter rejected his ride. The other boy stops to a halt but doesn’t show he’s surprised to see him. Quentin licked his lips and shifted nervously from foot to foot.

He huffed, no one has ever made him nervous before.

“You”

“I want you”

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Avac Mysterio is babey omg

Also I was too lazy to color Peter :b

#spideysterio #beckpeter #mysterispider #peterbeck #quenter #spiderio #quentinpete #avengers academy mysterio

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I designed stickers!! :DD

#spideysterio #beckpeter #mysterispider #peterbeck #quenter #spiderio #quentinpete #stickers!!

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Cuties

#spiderio #spideysterio #beckpeter #mysterispider #peterbeck #quenter #quentinpete

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Hnnng some s o f t hurt and comfort nonsense,,,

You can pry fluff out of my cold dead hands,,,

#spideysterio #beckpeter #mysterispider #peterbeck #quenter #spiderio #flufffffff #hnnng soft #i am s o f t #quentinpete

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dreamy

(based on this video)

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#big softie

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Mysterio in Spider-Man: Far from Home (2019)

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Hope you guys don’t mind some traditional art, I’m working on a comic rn

#spideysterio #beckpeter #mysterispider #peterbeck #quenter #spiderio

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expectation vs reality

#spideysterio #cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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Fair warning, I know nothing about boxing and I am running purely off that fact peter is spider-man and can do weird things. Also it’s near one am I am tired but I stayed up to write this. I have confidence until I post here on tumblr. Uh pls like . Also sorry typos xoxo I tried.

Peter’s lucky the scream caught in his throat didn’t claw its way out. His hands come to clamp over his lips, trying his best to not let whimpers let loose. He shakes at the ghost of large fingers wrapped around his neck, a low hiss in his ear insect. Watching the light die out of Mr. Stark’s eyes and the Arc Reactor flicker then fade.

Peter’s sweaty palms slip off his mouth and he takes a moment to let breath loose. Deep inhales through the mouth and deeper exhales through his nose.

Peter nearly lets a groan loose when he sits up, he winces some when his joints pop. He steps off the bed lightly trying his best not to wake up the others, he doesn’t really feel like explaining why he’s sweaty and looked like he got hit by a train at… he checks his phone. Three Forty Five AM.

He walks lightly on his toes and slips out the door as quietly and quickly as he can.

The hotel they're staying in is incredibly nice, the rooms are beautiful and the beds are comfy. Peter has no doubt in his mind that there’s some kids out past curfew swimming in the ocean or the pools. Peter himself considered taking a dip knowing the water helps smooth anxiety and joints that are still popping but Peter doesn’t really feel like it. Never has since Toomes.

So he wanders around, eventually he nears Quentin’s room, he hears a steady heartbeat and even breaths.

So he’s sleeping. The door is cracked open and he has a momentary thought about how easy it would be to slip in and to… and to do what? Watch him? No that would be creepy.

Kiss him?

Peter’s luck the man would wake and peter would have a lot of explaining to do, and he doesn’t feel like ruining the easy friendship he has with the man.

Then Peter remembers the gym that’s downstairs, and luckily for him the stairs are near.

He doesn’t hear the creak of the bed in the room he was just standing near as he makes his way down.

There’s no keypad so Peter’s able to just slip in, thankfully there’s no one else in the gym. Peter breathes a sigh of relief at not having to hold back.

There’s punching bags around as well as other things peter could do, there’s no one else in here so the arena is useless. So peter takes up the punching bag.

Punch

Punch

Kick

Uppercut

Punch

Punch

Spinning hook

Uppercut

Punch, Spinning Hook.

Peter feels the skin on his knuckles splitting open, he watches the blood start to smear on the bag but makes no move to stop. He enjoys the burn in his bones, the beads of sweat dripping down his neck and his forehead.

Uppercut

Punch

Spinning hook

Uppercut

Punch

Spinning ho-

“There’s no protection on your hands, Peter.” Peter jumps back, not hearing someone slip in after getting lost in the rhythm of his movements. Body still on alert he turns quickly He takes a defensive stance, ready to lunge at any given moment.

Quentin stumbles back not expecting the sudden movements, his hands raised in a non-threatening manner. guesses he should have expected that, from the looks of it peter hasn’t had a good night's sleep and is on edge.

Peter let’s his stance drop, “What are you doing up?” He asks. His throat feels like rocks and his mouth's as dry as the desert. It’s the first time he’s spoken since waking up and clearly it shows. Quentin cocks an eyebrow his expression screaming what am I doing up? Kid look at yourself.

“I had my door cracked open, I saw a shadow stopped by my door. Not soon after I saw you pass, I followed you down”

“Have you been watching me?” Peter Asked, Quentin’s face flushes lightly.

“I came down a few minutes after you left, I didn’t know if you were going to come back up or not. I only stopped you when I realized you didn’t have any bandages wrapped around your knuckles.” Speaking of Quentin grabs his hand inspecting them, Peter clears his throat trying to will away the redness spreading through his cheeks. Quentin frowns but feels a little bit of relief to see they’re already healing.

“How come you’re up Pete? Another nightmare” He asks although by the looks of Peter he already knows.

“Obviously” he mutters eyes switching to the floor instead of looking at his Teacher. He doesn’t need to look to knows he’s frowning at him.

“C’mon let’s spare some” he nods his head towards the arena, Peters head snaps up.

“You do know I have super strength right?”

“And what about it?”

“I could… hurt you.” He mumbles, Quentin takes on a softer look. Voice earnest when he says; “I know you won’t”

Peter climbs into the arena while Quentin grabs them gloves to use. They start off simple, Quentin throws a few punches and peter blocks them. He can tell the older man is holding back he nearly snorts though. The thought allows Quentin to get a hit in and for peter to stumble back. “C’mon Spidey fight me”

So peter does. He moves aren’t slow but they aren’t fast either, he builds himself up but still holds himself back so that he doesn’t hospitalize the man or even kill him because lord knows it doesn’t take much for peter to be able to do that.

He is pleasantly surprised that the other man is holding his own well against a Superhero who was trained under Ironman and Daredevil.

But still, Peter has the upper hand.

He falls to the floor and sweeps Quentin’s feet out from underneath him. As he’s falling back he pounced on him landing on his lap. He takes advantage of Quentin being distorted to pin his hands up above him with one hand. He straddles his lap and placed another hand lightly on his torso. It rests on the bare sweaty skin from where Quentin’s shirt had ridden up.

Both are panting, Quentin's hands are still held tightly over him by Peter. Not enough to hurt but enough to show his dominance over the other man, Their eyes lock on each other’s feeling something spark and sizzle in them. Peter let’s his grip loosen on Quentin’s hands enough to let them slip out, so does his legs on the man’s hips.

“U-um” Peter says, unsure of what to say. His eyes don’t leave Quentin’s, but the man shifts and then peter is being rolled over and pinned down by Quentin. Their noses bump from the new positions Before peter even knows it his legs are going to wrap around the older man’s Lower back.

“You let your guard down” Quentin mummers, his eyes raking over Peter before they land on his lips.

Not looking away.

Subconsciously Peter shudders, his back arching off the floor. He licks at his lip.

“Are you gonna stare at me all night or are you gonna kiss me?” Quentin looks up, there’s a fierce look in his eyes and peter worries maybe he overstepped a line but… looking at what state they’re in now?

They’ve overstepped many, many lines.

Then there’s lips on him, Quentin kisses roughly, not soft like peter had expected, imagined before. All the nights he woke up with the ghost or lips on his own and throbbing between his legs.

Peter gasped, back arching again. Quentin shifts so he’s sitting up and pulling Peter with him, he lands in Quentin’s lap with a ompf and wiggles a bit when feeling Quentin’s arm start to snake its way around Peter’s lower back. It isn’t long before he starts to mewl, Letting his mouth open and letting Quentin have more. The man seems to appreciate it because he lets out his own low groan squeezing Peter tighter to him.

They break for air, both are panting again but for a different reason this time.

Peter let’s his eyes slip down, expecting rejection. Expecting the realization to hit Quentin that he just made out with one of his students and not just that but a student he’s been Counseling. But instead he gets a soft “Hey” and a large warm hand cupping his cheek. He whimpers at the warmth and the feel of a touch that isn’t meant to harm him.

“Did- did i overstep? I-I thought- shit Peter I’m so sorry” Quentin shakes his head. “N-No it wasn’t that I was just expecting you to… reject me. I guess.” Peter mummers taking the hand back from Quentin, letting the man rub his thumb over his now healed knuckles.

“You read me right, Quen.” Peter opts to say softly.

“We shouldn’t do this pete.”

“I know.”

“We’ll get in serious trouble if we get caught”

“So we won’t.” Peter says, a firmness in his voice. Quentin laces their fingers together, a small smile playing at his lips when he looks up at peter.

“You’re really one of a kind Peter Parker”

”Now” Quentin grins, “what are we going to do now?” peter blinks, once twice and thrice. Before smiling himself.

”I have an idea or two”

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it’s pumpkin time

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Possibly my favorite trope for these two ☺️☺️

Quentin in the Student/Teacher aus where Peter thinks Quentin doesn’t want him: