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「 ✦ peter parker ✦ 」

╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all peter parker stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3

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🕷️ @waitimcomingtoo

🕸️ you wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

☕️ you and Peter are just friends but he accidentally kisses you goodbye.

🕸️ stolen moments

☕️ your secret relationship is exposed when Peter returns from a mission bruised and bloody and you comfort him in front of everyone

🕸️ the great war

☕️ Peters double life causes serious strain on your relationship.

🕸️ burnt face and second base

☕️ peter can’t seem to stop accidentally hurting his crush.

🕸️ my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

☕️ when peter learns you have healing powers, he starts faking injuries to come see you until he gets seriously hurt.

🕸️ bringing sexy back

☕️ peter tries and fails to seduce you

🕸️ dos oruguitas

☕️ after the events of NWH, Peter becomes a regular at your coffee shop and convinces himself that you’re starting to remember him.

🕸️ just to learn that you never cared

☕️ always leaving class together to go fight crime leads people to think you’re dating when in reality you’re barely even friends. That is, until you agree to fake a relationship to keep your secret life a secret

🕸️ smell ya later

☕️ you get a new body cream that allegedly attracts spiders, and someone else

🕷️ @webslingingslasher

🕸️ U.N.I pt2

☕️ frat!peter

🕸️ frat!peter blurbs

🕸️ frat!peter

🕸️ unknown sender

🕸️ campus

☕️ Peter has never had a one night stand, but when he meets you at a party that changes, until he has to pretend he never wants to see you again.

🕸️ cherry lube

🕷️ please call me peter by @shawnxstyles

🕸️ you haven’t been able to come with anyone besides yourself, making you think something’s wrong with you. once you go to the gynecologist, dr. parker shows you that you’re just fine.

🕷️ the last time by @delicate-dorothea

🕸️ Peter's on the verge of losing you after disappointing you yet again.

🕷️ medic in lace by @madlittlecriminal

🕸️ peters hurt but doesn’t care once he see what you’re wearing.

🕷️ fangirling over spiderman by @parkerpeter24

🕸️ reader fangirls over spiderman to peter not knowing it’s him.

🕷️ possession by @silkscream

🕸️ peter parker is not himself when he falls into your universe. it must be a curse that he finds himself tethered to you. the darkness inside him has never wanted anything more.

🕷️ need to know by @motherofdogs1010

🕸️ When she was ready to get back out on the dating scene after dumping a certain Winter Soldier, Y/N was a woman ready to get back out there. She just never expected to find herself in a relationship with a certain nerdy spider.

🕷️ naked by @reesewillow-delrey

🕸️ In which Reader walks in on a naked Peter, Reader laughs, Peter becomes insecure. Reader decides to show herself naked back in the worst moment possible.

🕷️ swing by by @sunshinesteviee

🕸️ peter is a fellow teacher, and is also your best friend at work. he helps you bring spider-man in to meet your class, but something about it seems a bit suspicious.

🕷️ picture perfect by @mattymattymerduck

🕸️ You’re hired to kiss Spider-man for the Daily Bugle’s next Spidey-centric article.

🕷️ potential customer pt2 by @int-writersmind

🕸️ you work at a record store, bored out of your mind, until peter parker walks in and catches you eye.

🕷️ lost the game pt2 pt3 by @nexusnyx

🕸️ The explanation your mind settled for was that whoever lived under that mask, also lived somewhere close by. It explained the first time you found him limping and bleeding on an alley, and it explains how you evolved into his personal caretaker for the wounds and afflictions of Spider-Man's after battle consequences.

The only thing it doesn't explain, however, is why through the thick and convoluted webs of your strange situationship, a certain tension has built between you two. Palpable. Physical. As electric as some of his tales, and as dangerous as he is.

The tension between you and Spidey grows, and it grows, and it grows. One day, it snaps.

🕷️ physics and english teacher love affair by @certifiedlovergirlsstuff

🕸️ those two teachers that students are always interested in their relationship status.

🕷️ celebrity crush by @cantstoptheimagines

🕸️ You have a crush on Spider-Man, unaware that he’s the one you spend all your time with.

🕷️ indefinitely you by @spider-stark

🕸️ In every universe, Peter Parker seems destined to fall in love with you. And, in every universe, he realizes it too late. When universes collide and two of them are granted a second chance at rectifying their biggest mistake, neither of them are willing to let the opportunity go to waste–even if you end up not being the person they thought you were.

🕷️ sunset lovers by @duskholland

🕸️ you’ve never met your soulmate, but you know his handwriting like the back of your hand—literally. every word your soulmate writes on his skin appears on yours, and vice versa. you’re desperate to meet him, but until the universe decides to introduce you, you’re stuck with scribbled smiley faces and chemistry formulae.

🕷️like the stars we're destined to die out and i'm destined to lose you by @msgorillagripcoochie

🕸️ you had finally gotten the happy ending you so desperately wanted but when gwen is gonna die, you know you have to save her even if you die

🕷️ lead the way by @foreverrogers

🕸️ you find out your best friend has never had sex. who else would be better to show him just how good it can be?

🕷️ if i could die in your arms by @selfcarecap

🕸️ When another Peter Parker shows up in your world, you give him a chance to have one last moment with the love of his life, someone who looked exactly like you, but also someone who died in his arms.

🕷️ masterlist by @spidey-webz

「 ✦ harry osborn ✦ 」

🕷️ request by @arkhamsrevenge

🕸️ cuddling harry

🕷️ make you better by @stickymolasses

🕸️ You're Harry's nurse and you can't help him feel better physically anymore, so you resort to playing therapist.

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last update april 18, 2024

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intoxicated-chan · 10 months

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𝟎𝟎𝟏 *ೃ༄ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲

© 2023 Intoxicated-Chan, I do not allow my work to be copied, translated, modified, adapted, or put on any other platform with permission. None of the photos used belong to me! Credits to @/cafekitsune for the divider!!

Series’ Masterlist // Wattpad Vers.

Word Count ➳❥ 2k

(A/n) ➳❥ PLEASE READ! I’ve decided to add Olivia Octavius because I love her character. I am asking you all for your thoughts and opinions. Anyways, enjoy reading!

Content Warnings ➳❥ Swearing, manipulation, emotional blackmail, thoughts of violence…

» » YOU’RE HERE « « ⊰ 002 ⊰

Clickety clack! Clickety clack! Clickety clack! Clickety clack!

The sounds of your keyboard were the only thing heard in your freezing room, not like you could tell with your blasting headphones.

You shivered for the hundredth time. Your legs become sore from remaining crossed, your neck ached at your hunched over posture. In turn, you sat up. You let out a strained moan as you stretched your limbs. Your laptop was set to the side as you stood to stretch even more. The headphones were moved to be around your neck, rubbing your ears as some kind of relief.

As much as you’re determined to get your work turned in on time, your mind was distracted. The nervous pit in your stomach grew by the hour, part of it was relieved and the other, saddened. You have a scheduled meeting with your counselor in a half hour.

It’s just a half hour, no need to get all worked up. But you grew impatient, you felt like time was moving purposely slow just to screw with your emotions.

Like before, you were distracted. You couldn’t get your piece turned in on time if your own head hates you.

You changed into appropriate clothing or the weather. It was chilly out but not too cold. Just some simple sweats, sneakers and a hoodie. You brought your necessary items with you in a small bag and headed out, making sure you locked your door. Then, out You went to the campus.

You put your headphones back where they belong, and played your music. You took your usual path to the counselors office, walking random floors until you arrived on time. You arrived at their office and knocked on the door.

“You can come in, (Y/n).” You open and quietly shut the door, seeing your counselor sitting at their desk. They typed a few more words before turning their attention to you, “I noticed on your application that you’re open to internships. Are you still interested in them?”

You slip your headphones off and take a seat, “Still not sure if I am.” You admit, “I don’t think I can do work without getting paid.”

“Well, you’re just in luck.” The counselor types a few more things into their computer and turns the monitor to your direction, “Alchemax is a multinational chemical corporation. The CEO is willing to hire an intern.”

You lift an eyebrow, “A Chemical corporation? But I’m a writer.”

“I know you are but the CEO has high connections all over the place. Every student who has worked with the CEO or even worked a simple job in Alchemax now is making lots of money doing what they love. Their majors were completely different.”

You look back at the monitor, then to your counselor, “...I’m not sure if I want to do an internship with Alchemax.”

Your counselor sighs, “You do understand that Mr. O’Hara is one of the major donors. He’s the only reason that the community college is still up and running. It would be a tragedy if he stops donating money.”

Money. Of fucking course. It’s always about the money.

Your head hangs low, “This may be the chance to push your writing career forward. In the future, when you look back, you’ll be filled with guilt knowing that you had a chance. So, what will it be?”

“...I’ll do the internship.”

“That’s the spirit! Write up an email, have me as your referral, and then send it to Mr. O’Hara. I’ll write down his email.” They began writing down on a post it note, “You’re making the right choice and it’s like I told you in the beginning of your first year, I know you will become a great writer.”

You paced around your room. This feeling wasn’t nervousness, it was pure panic. Why did you let your counselor convince you that Alchemax was good enough? No, it wasn’t! You knew nothing about chemicals!

And the research wasn’t enough. There was no way a learning writer could ever work with a company with the complete opposite!

Your email was finished, ready to be sent off. But you couldn’t. How could you not? This was your dream, to become a writer. Yet you didn’t want to become one where all eyes were on you, you wanted to be a simple writer, nothing all.

“It would be a tragedy if he stops donating money.”

You hated it. The feeling where everything was put on your shoulders and it counted on you. You couldn’t afford it if Mr. O’Hara does stop donating. You fucking hated it. You clicked send and began beating yourself up on how weak you are.

Alchemax Building // 12:50 PM

It’s almost been an hour. Where is this O’Hara guy?!

Your leg bounces up and down, as you continue to look back at your phone only for time to slowly move by. You sat here for over an hour after the receptionist told you it would only be a few minutes. A FEW MINUTES.

Why did you say yes to this again?

When you thought about leaving, the evaluator pinged and the doors opened. It revealed a disheveled and annoyed man who kept his eyes focused on the doors.

You take a deep breath as you stand, “Um, excuse me?” But he walks right by you, “Excuse me!” You say, louder this time.

The man responds with a heavy sigh, “Yes?”

“I’m (Y/n) (L/n), I’m a student at the (only) community college and I sent an email about an open internship.”

“Lyla.” He said and a woman appeared next to his head, “Were there any emails about the internships?”

“Well yeah, I read them all to you.”

“A heads up could’ve been nice.”

“Yeah yeah, I gotta check in on the R&D before they blow out another window.” She disappears.

“Right. This way.” He leads you to his office, opening the door and letting himself in first. You enter behind him, the door closing.

“As you know, I’m Miguel O’Hara, CEO of Alchemax.”

“I’m aware.”

Mr. O’Hara sits down with a heavy huff, “And then you must be aware that there is no need for an intern.”

You freeze in place, “I’m sorry?”

“If I remember correctly, you’re a writer applying to Alchemax.”

“I understand that but-”

“What purpose does a writer have in Alchemax? What purpose can you provide to the company?” He lifts an eyebrow, clearly trying to piss you off and sadly, it was working.

It was amusing to him. You could see the cocky smirk on his face as he waited for a response.

“The company was given to you. You then became the leader in rebuilding structures and in general, Earth. after numerous incidents (which is strange). But there have been gray areas in your company’s past which people like to bring up. You are thriving for change, and but at the same time, you hate change. I want to help you towards your goal and you don’t like people helping because you know you could do it yourself. The reason why the public kinda… hates you.” You now mumble, your head hanging low in embarrassment.

Shit! I said too much!

“What was your name again?”

“...(Y/n) (L/n).”

“I give you two weeks.” He sighs, “If you don’t screw anything up in those two weeks then you have a job here.”

“Thank you very much, Mr. O’Hara-”

“But if you do, then you go back to your community college and don’t even bother to try to come back. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good.” Mr. O’Hara leans back and opens his laptop, “Lyla is down at the Research and Development Department, make sure the insights are correct. She’ll explain it to you.”

“Um, of course.”

“Tenth floor.” He said before you walk out the doors of his office.

Did you forget that your heart was racing the entire time? Or that you wanted to punch him in his face?

R&D Department // 5:22 PM

“Here at the Research Department, we keep the company competitive. We stay up to date on any new material and we’re always trying to improve. But we also keep an eye on the market, any incidents.”

“Incidents?”

“I thought you told it to Miguel. Alchemax rebuilds anything after an incident dealing with whether it be a building or someone doing something stupid, Alchemax is always to the rescue!”

“I need you to pass these to Dr. Octavius and put a rush on them. She’s been asking for them non-stop.” The man shoves the stack of papers into your hands and returns to his desk.

You held back the urge to sigh and curse at the man. But you have no standing here. You were a simple unpaid intern for two weeks. If you screwed up your chance, then you can kiss your dreams goodbye.

Did I tell you how much I hate it here?

“Of course I can.”

If I know where her office is.

After minutes of looking at name plates, you finally find her office. You transfer the papers to one arm and knock on the door.

“Those better be the reports I’ve asked for.” You hear.

“Yes, they are.” You respond.

“Then come on in!”

You carefully enter her office and see that it was more of a lab than office. A strong smell immediately hits your nose and you try to keep yourself composed to make it to where the lady seemed to be looking through a microscope.

“Don’t be shy.” She said, still not looking away, “Come on over.”

You reach her desk, setting the files down, “Is that all?”

Finally, she looks up, eyeing you up and down, “A new employee? Wow, it’s a surprise that Miguel finally got his head out of his butt.”

“I’m sorry-? No, no, I’m just an intern… For two weeks.” You correct her.

“Ah! The classic two week deal.”

“He’s done this before?”

Dr. Octavius nods with a smile, “He’s done it to most of the new employees here. Me especially. He never did like my drive and focus on science.” She uses her leg to pull up a rolling chair next to her.

You sit, mainly because you didn’t want to go back onto that floor, “I’m listening.”

“The press was all over one incident when I blew up a room after I came up with another idea. Who would’ve thought a collider would explode and so he put the two weeks rule, if any of us does something stupid, we’re done for. No excuses.”

“And there is no excuse for this.”

You jump out of your seat and turn around, Mr. O’Hara stood at the door, “You have around three more hours before you have a break. Care to explain?”

You open your mouth to speak but Olivia stands and places a hand on your shoulder, “I asked her for her opinion on some new tests and if she could hand these results to you.” Handing you a thin file.

You walk over to him and hand them to you, “Leave.” He tells you, “And go home.”

You hurry out the door and not look back.

“What are you trying to do Olivia?” He asks.

“I don’t know what you mean.” She pulls off her glasses and starts to clean them.

“This isn’t the first intern that you asked for an opinion. You do understand that they are interns, interns. They have no say, they have no experience in whatever they are doing.”

Olivia puts them on and lets out a playful sigh, “And you do know that I have to warn the interns that a simple mistake ruins your mood. Everything ruins your mood.”

“They can drag the company to the ground.”

“Is that what you’re angry about?”

“She’s my intern.”

“Then shouldn’t you be teaching her?”

Mr. O’Hara shakes his head and walks out, slamming the door on the way.

“Now that is a man with issues.”

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perpetuelledaydreaming · 1 year

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Cruel intentions | chapter twenty-one

summary: Peter wants to tell you something, Vision interrupts.

warnings: implied smut

listen to: Young and Beautiful - Lana del Rey (playlist here)

word count: 1.8 k

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The first time you realized that you were really in love with Peter Parker was during breakfast at your place. He was trying to feed Morgan while you tried to make him eat his toast.

The sun was entering the kitchen just the right way to make his caramel eyes look amber. His laughter as he tried to feed Morgan who giggled uncontrollably each time he got the spoon near her mouth while you tried to make him eat the toasts that you’d made for him. Both of you knew that they were a little bit burned, he tried to be as nice as he could about it, bursting into laughter as he tried to avoid you feeding him. And then he took a big bite, your gazes glued together as he savored the burnt bread.

“It’s so good,” he lied as he gazed at you lovingly.

You knew that you loved him, you really loved him.

The first time you actually wanted to say it to him, not almost asleep after sex, was one night during patrol. Everything was quiet, there wasn’t too much going on so you stayed on one of Peter’s favorite rooftops. He’d bought some sandwiches from Delmar and brought them so you could have a small dinner. He didn’t take off the mask, just in case, he simply lifted it slightly as both of you sat on the edge and gazed at the busy streets of Queen’s.

“My parents loved New York,” he said suddenly.

You turned towards him with a slight smile. He’d told you about his parents, you’d asked him a few times about them. They must’ve been amazing, Peter talked about them as if they were saints. Not in the way, people forget the awful things someone did when they died. No, Peter talked about his parents in the most honest way possible and all he had to say were incredible things about them. How kind they were, how smart they were, how much they taught him in so little time.

Peter then took your hand and squeezed it slightly. You followed his hand and looked at it with a smile, a light blush appearing on your cheeks. “They would’ve loved you,” he breathed out.

Your heart stopped. Frowning just a little bit you looked up at Peter and watched him carefully as he continued to eat his sandwich in the most nonchalant way as if he wasn’t aware of the effect of his words. You opened your mouth for a moment, your mind going miles per hour as you stared at him. Your gut screamed that you needed to say it. You needed to tell him.

“I…”

Peter turned towards you with a smile as he waited for you. All of your skin felt like itching, your breathing became labored and sounds without any meaning escaped your mouth slightly, even a whimper.

You wanted to say it, you just couldn’t.

“I would’ve loved to meet them,” you finally decided.

Peter smiled.

The first time you’d realized that Peter wanted to say it was at training on a Saturday at the Compound. Peter liked to spend his weekends Upstate, at least during the day, so he could really make use of the huge lab he had there along with trying the new features of his suit. Even more, when Tony told him about the redesign he’d make to the gym, to adjust to some of Peter’s needs. Soon, you became a staple too on the Compound. It was still drenched in nostalgia for you, but as you walked around with Peter’s hand intertwined with yours, it didn’t feel as lonely anymore.

“What do you want for your birthday?” you asked Peter as you barely ducked a right hook and came at Peter with a front kick that he easily defended.

“Nothing,” Peter said as he softly threw an uppercut that you defended in a nice way. “I’m perfectly fine,”

You frowned. Not only because you wanted to give him the best present ever but also because you knew he was going easy on you.

Quickly, you raised your left leg and gave Peter a somehow playful but harsh quick on the ribs. Peter groaned softly at the punch as you waited for him.

“What was that for?” he complained as he held his ribs. As if whatever you’d done had actually hurt him, you smile playfully.

“Don’t go easy on me, Parker,” you said. “I’m serious, what do you want?”

Peter shook his head with a smile as he took a hold of your wrist and pulled you tight against his chest. It was around five in the afternoon, and the summer air of the night was always too much for some people, but not for Peter, he was always touching you.

“Nothing,” he assured you as he whispered in your ear. His breath made you shudder at the feeling of him pressing against you, while he held you extremely tight.

“You’re crushing me,” you mumbled, not exactly complaining but it was getting a little bit hard to breathe.

“Told me not to take it easy,” Peter tutted with a smirk as he kissed your cheek and held you while you began to trash against his arms.

Quickly, you managed to take enough momentum with your legs to destabilize both of you, both falling to the floor with an oof. Peter doesn’t laugh immediately but you do, while you manage to detangle yourself from his arms with a smirk as you stand up.

“So, you’re going to tell me what you want?”

This had been going on and on all day. Peter had let it slip that his friends wanted to make him a party and that his Aunt -who you’d yet to meet- was going to assist too. Practically you could find any information about him but you felt awful when you realized how close his birthday was.

And that he was a Leo.

“Your stance is too wide,” Peter responded before he half-stood up, knocking you flat with one swing of his feet. You fell to the padded floor and groaned, your chest hurting from the hard impact as you glared up at him.

He offered you his hand, his lips quirking up affectionately but you didn’t take it. “Come on,” he huffed while you rolled your eyes.

“I’m not unless you tell me what you want,” you challenged him. Peter only raised his eyebrows at you, calling your bluff. “I swear to god that I’ll mess up Karen’s algorithm for a day if you don’t tell me,” you snapped.

You were always very considerate on birthdays. Usually, you disliked yours, but other’s peoples birthdays? Steve’s, Bruce’s, Tony’s, Pepper’s, Nat’s, and Harley’s were always filled with the most amazing gifts you could find. And yet, you couldn’t seem to find anything for the most perfect guy you could’ve dated.

“I want you,” Peter finally breathed out.

“You already got me,” you said as you finally took his hand and he pulled you up, closer to him.

Peter shook his head with a smile as he pulled you against him, his hand on your hip, making goosebumps erupt through your skin. . “I only want you,”

“That’s not a gift, Parker,” you whined while rolling your eyes dramatically.

Peter stayed silent as he watched you lovingly, you smiled up at him as you’d done before but then you watched it in his eyes. Something changed. Peter’s tongue darted out to wet his lips, his mouth opened slightly.

“I…”

Your brows scrunched slightly. He was about to say it, you knew he was.

And then panic flooded your body, heart sinking all of the sudden. It shouldn’t, you should be happy to hear him say it. In fact, it’s your first real relationship, a normal girl could only dream about what you have with Peter and yet, you just feel upset.

Your body knew what was going to do before you do. You crash your lips to him passionately, almost erratically. Peter breathes out, a surprised hum rumbles in his throat as you push him until his back is pressed against the wall of the training room.

You curled your fingers into the fabric of Peter’s shirt and tried to pull him, towards you. He quickly took a hold of your hips, grabbing them so hard that you knew bruises would appear like they did many times before. Peter didn’t doubt your intentions, he instead reveled in the feeling of having you like this. Like he always did.

Without much trouble, he switched positions, pressing you against the wall. He nipped at your bottom lip, sliding his tongue against yours. You hummed contently as your fingers slide around to the nape of his neck, holding him against you. Peter doesn’t miss a bit, his hands fall from your hips, trailing down to cup your ass, pressing you harder against the wall as he grounded against your core. You moaned quietly against his mouth as you felt him.

Only then, Peter stops.

“Love, wait,” he muttered quietly against your mouth as you continued to trail kisses against his jaw and his neck, your fingers trailing through his chest and then to his shorts, tugging at the waistband. “Wait,” he says once again as he takes a hold of your wrist.

“What?” you whined quietly.

“We cannot do this here,” he said breathlessly as he closed his eyes. It was getting harder and harder to say not to you, not with that face.

“Come on,” you whimpered, looking up at him with those damn beautiful puppy eyes.

Peter stares at you with those big beautiful caramel eyes. He's trying to hold to his self-control, you know it, you can see the battle in his mind.

“Please,” you asked him quietly as you ground yourself against him one more time.

Peter let out a heavy breath, and you smirked. His lips crash against yours as he tries to let go of the idea that there are cameras everywhere in this building, that both of you will have to hack Friday for the tape of this but he doesn’t care. Not when your lips are on him when it’s so desperate but tender at the same time. Not with the way your hand feels around his cock, not with the little breaths you let out as he presses his hand against your clit over your shorts.

It was frantic and desperate. You, parting your legs further for him, rolling your hips against his while Peter does anything he can not moan too loudly as he feels how you're squeezing him.

At least, until you heard how someone cleared his throat.

Peter lurched away from you, making you gasp loudly as he places you harshly on the floor while he tucks himself into his shorts. You quickly raised your eyes to see Vision staring at the both of you, his none existent eyebrows raised while you tried to straighten out your shirt and shorts.

“Mrs. Stark,” Vision said quietly. “Mr. Parker,”

“Vision,” you answered softly while Peter’s still looking the other way, his cheeks too warm and too pink to even dare to face Vision at the moment. “Uhm, what’s up?” you asked him while you tried to change the topics.

“There’s an alarm going off in your lab,” he said quietly while your eyes widened.

It’d been a while since there were any updates to your case. Tony still didn’t know you were working on it, as far as he was concerned, you were just helping Peter with his suit and accompanying him to patrol, nothing more. He didn’t even know that Peter was looking into something, both of you wanted to tell him together but it’d seemed to disappear since you’d both started dating.

At least, until now.

Peter turned around at the same time you turned to him.

“Suit up,”

author's note: WE ARE BACK ON TRACK BABY

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lualuabestningdungie · 8 months

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Stay | C. Soobin

Pairing: Spider-Man! Soobin x gn! Reader

Genre: fluff, Spider-Man au, non idol au, coffee shop au

Spider-Man series!

Lua’s note: hello everyone! Welcome to a new episode of my Spider-Man series! For now I’m only doing txt, but eventually I’ll do enhypen too!

Warnings: mentions of fights, slight injuries, weapons, might contain grammar mistakes. English is not my first language.

The Night Shift was never your favorite. You were working on Nap of a Star Café, you needed money to pay for your tutoring sessions. While you were working you used your free time to study, you needed to pass your final exams.

It was 9 p.m. and the coffee shop was empty. Since no one was there you decided to open your books and study for a while. A few minutes passed and you heard someone enter the shop. It was Soobin, your friend from chemistry class.

“Hey yn, are you almost done for today?.” He walked towards the counter.

“Hey Soob, yeah I’m almost done, we close at ten. I’m just studying right now, and waiting for any customers.”

Soobin nodded. “You’re studying for chemistry?” He said as he glanced at your opened books.

“Yeah, I need to study for my tutoring session tomorrow, I’m having a review exam tomorrow before the actual exam.”

“I can help you study! I’m good at chemistry, or at least that’s what they’ve told me.” He chuckled.

“Really? I’d be very grateful for that Soobin, I really need help with this.”

“It’s no problem.”

“Oh I’m sorry, did you want to order anything?” You forgot you were the barista of the coffee shop.

Soobin chuckled. “Umm a regular coffee would be okay, please.” You nodded and started preparing his coffee.

“Here.” You handed it to him.

“How much is it?” He said reaching for his wallet.

“It’s on the house, don’t worry.” You smiled to him and he looked at you surprised but he eventually smiled.

“Thank you.”

Soobin felt somewhat mesmerized by you. Everyone, except you apparently, knew that Soobin had a really big crush on you. Everyone noticed how we looked at you and how he followed you around most of the time. You just thought he was being friendly and that it was probably something normal.

Suddenly, Soobin started feeling something, as if something bad was going to happen. It was his spider senses. Usually he could tell that something bad was going to happen with his senses and reflexes, it was very useful for him to prevent accidents and other things.

He looked outside the window and saw a group of men getting out of a Van, they were wearing masks and they looked like they were looking towards the shop. Soobin had to do something. He needed to put on his suit. He didn’t want to leave you there alone, but he couldn’t risk to be seen by someone.

“Um Yn, I have to go now, I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” He said rapidly and left without hearing your goodbye.

This made you confused but you didn’t paid any mind. “Maybe he remembered he was busy..”

Suddenly there was a loud noise. A group of four men entered the front door. They were wearing masks and had weapons in hand. You froze in your place. “What now?”

“Stay there, honey. We’re not gonna hurt you we just need you to give us all the money.” One the men said as he got closer to you.

You stood still, you were to shocked to do anything. You felt like your feet were stuck to the ground.

“Better be quick, you don’t want one of these hurting you, right?” He signaled the weapon which made you even more scared.

“I don’t think that would be necessary.” Another voice talked in the store. It sounded familiar but you were tu busy being scared to think about who it could be.

One of the men let out a bitter chuckle. “Who even are you?”

“Man, I thought it was obvious. I’m Spider-Man! But there’s no time for introducing each other.” You felt a wave of relief when you saw him. He shoot a web towards the guy’s gun making him drop it.

Spider-Man started fighting with the men and you hid behind the counter and called the police.

The fight kept going for at least 10 minutes until the police arrived and arrested the men.

Spider-Man stood there talking to the police answering some questions until you walked outside of the café.

“Are you okay?” He walked towards you. You couldn’t see his face, because of his mask, but he looked like he was worried.

“I’m alright, they didn’t do anything to me.” You shrugged.

“That’s a relief. Are you going home now?” He asked.

“Yeah. I already closed the café.” You were still a little scared about the whole situation that happened just a few minutes ago.

“You shouldn’t go back alone. I’ll walk you.” He offered and you agreed.

“Alright then.”

The two of you walked in silence. Your apartment wasn’t very far from your workplace so it wasn’t a long walk.

“You know, you should probably start faking your voice. You don’t want anyone knowing you’re Soobin, right?” You said as you walked. He stayed still for a second.

“What?! No, no! I’m not Soobin! Who’s Soobin? I don’t know a Soobin!” He started rambling and making up excuses, which made you chuckle.

“It’s alright Soob, I won’t tell anyone if that’s what you’re worried about.”

He sighed and nodded. “How did you figure it out?”

“Your voice. I knew it sounded familiar.” You shrugged and he nodded.

“Well maybe i should fake my voice or something.” He sighed.

“Yeah, you should.”

“You know, I was planning on telling you… but I guess I just didn’t know how. I thought that maybe you would make fun of me…”

“Why would I? You’re literally Spider-Man! That’s so cool.” You said enthusiastically trying to cheer him up.

“You think so?” You nodded and he smiled to himself. “I’m glad you think it’s cool.”

You arrived at your apartment after a few minutes.

“Hey, uh do you want to stay for a bit?” You asked him nervously. You were scared he would found it weird and say no.

“Oh, I’d love too, but isn’t it a little late?” He was right, it was almost 11:30 p.m.

“I…uh, I was saying, you know…umm” You needed to find something to say. “Your arm! I saw one of those guys hit you there, it probably hurts. Let me help you!” You quickly said. You didn’t know why you wanted him to stay, it felt like you didn’t want him to leave.

“Well, it does hurt a little.” He said. Then he agreed and you both entered your apartment. You sat on the sofa and held an ice pack to his arm while he told you stories and things that had happen in his superhero activities.

You forgot about time and everything around you. You didn’t want him to stop talking. You could hear him all day long, and see his pretty smile with dimples on his cheeks. Maybe your heart started to flutter for him that night.

“Thank you for saving me today, Soobin.” You smiled at him.

“It’s no problem. I’ll stay by your side.”

#choi beomgyu #tomorrow x together #choi soobin #choi yeonjun #kang taehyun #fluff #huening kai #fanfic #lualuabestningdungie #Spider-Man au #txt soobin #Soobin Spider-Man #spiderman series #txt #txt imagine #spiderman txt #txt reactions #soobin #Soobin x reader

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indouloureux · 2 years

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debauched angels (and brazen escapades) - SERIES MASTERLIST

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summary: spider-man and black cat have been playing cat and mouse for sixteen weeks; beneath his scathing annoyance and desire to end her vengeful exploits, he feels a reluctant fascination for her.

until you came around with your enigmatic dulcet masquerade, leaving him piqued in his curiosity for you all while he struggles with ambivalence.

word count: 32k+

warnings: graphic depictions of violence, mentions of death, SMUT, enemies to lovers, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff, college!peter, maybe dark!peter, somewhat of a mob!au if you look closely, patriarchal men, trauma

a/n: hello! i've worked on the two chapters for a month and a half so i hope you guys enjoy! this is the first mini-series i've written (and i'm certain it won't be the last), and it took me a lot of thinking to make sure you'll all be able to enjoy this story. this includes some dark themes so please proceed with caution. there are also warnings written before the chapter begins.

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MASTERLIST

༻✦༺ . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒

PART Ⅰ -

"The Devil disappears once more, a moratorium on her nightly ruses. Thereafter, a stringent dichotomy between her scent and essence lingers for him to find, and though he’s reluctant for the atrocious adventure, he craves to seek the angel inside the wicked cat, invigorating his long-awaited peace.

He feels defeated, letting her slip from his grasp once more. But he doesn’t give up – not ever – and he’ll keep hunting her down, taming her like the wildcat she is.

And though it’s hellacious, he’s willing to do it."

PART Ⅱ** -

"Finally, Peter fucks over his conscience, calling him a coward, before reaching wantonly for the hand that's holding the paintbrush, heedless about the black paint infusing his bruised-tainted hand.

Your skin is frigid and almost unwelcoming to him, almost as if it had been Lilliputian to physical affection for such a long time. But when his hand envelopes yours, it’s almost as if it’s intrinsic to his saccharinely palpable hand; adding succor to your neglected heart."

PART Ⅲ -

"Hands of divine sacrilege, nails tainted with antediluvian sanguine ichor, Peter holds them as if they're the most delicate, exquisite thing in heaven and hell. His fingers dance across the blood on your knuckles, kissing them softly. An angel who's come to sage a fallen one. And though your love is wayward, crossing the border of baneful, he offers himself still."

༻✦༺ . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . ༻✧༺

banner by @lauras-collection <3

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sageisnice · 4 months

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Prompt 13: using an anatomy base for once..

Dont mind the grape Gyatt coming from the dot portal, be happy it's size accurate at least, probably..

If you wondering why I did Mr spot guy it cuz you can see the skeleton anatomy base thing or whatever it's called, so I could actually show it cuz you usually get rid of it after your done I think... But yeah this looks awesome, I'll try and use this technique more tbh..

#The Spot #spider man the spot #spm the spot #spiderverse the spot #spiderman series #spider man fanart #spiderverse fanart #sage/art #getting better at art stuffcember

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fqreverwinter · 2 years

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lost in the memory

a folklore love triangle

“would you trust me if i told you it was just a summer thing?”

~ a tasm au inspired by folklore by taylor swift

starring:

betty {the reader}

“when you are young, they assume you know nothing”

james {peter parker}

“the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you”

august {gwen stacy}

“so much for summer love, saying ‘us,’ cause you weren’t mine to lose”

table of contents:

PART ONE: cardigan

in which peter loses wendy

PART TWO: august

in which she was living for the hope of it all

PART THREE: betty

in which he shows up at your party

PART TWO COMING… MAY 18TH, 2022.

comment to be added to the taglist!

#peter parker #spiderman #peter parker x reader #tasm peter x reader #imagine #marvel #oneshot #andrew garfield #marvel imagine #andrew!peter parker #andrew!peter x you #taylor swift #based on a taylor swift song #marvel series #spiderman series #peter parker imagine #peter parker fluff #peter parker angst

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youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms · 1 year

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Alibi Masterlist

Description: Peter and Y/N are college students, but that doesn’t matter. After a mission where a bomb blew up in the building Y/N was in, she was taken by HYDRA and had to go through everything that Bucky did. But after seeing Peter, something flashes in her memory, for the team, it was good but for her? Well, HYDRA doesn’t get happy when their personal weapons go wrong.

Progress: Finished on 2|17|21

Main Masterlist

Series Masterlist

No (🌹🥀)

You're Somebody Else (🌹🥀)

You Failed (🤷‍♀️)

We Got You Now (🌹🥀)

It's You (🌹🥀)

I'm Home (🌹)

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cosmic-frost-main · 10 months

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Made a spidersona for fun

He got bitten by a antarctic spider during a family vacation and can now shoot out cold webs that turns to ice when settled, this has effected the person's body temperature to get cold easily and consume anything hot and edible when needed.

#cosmic art #oc #digital art #artwork #across the spiderverse #spiderman series #frost spider #spidersona #digital sketch #sketch

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fanartka · 1 year

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He looks like a vampire. What do you think?

Ultimate Spiderman season 1, episode 13 "Strange"

#spiderman series #marvel animated universe #animation doctor strange #ultimate spiderman #doctor strange #stephen strange #doctor stephen strange #marvel #strangescreenshot #spiderman

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cosmic-frost-arts · 8 months

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Title: Frost Spider & Snowball

Drew my Spideroc again but with his partner Snowball, a close furry friend of his from work (Animal Zoo)

#sfw #oc #digital art #artwork #human #animal #snow leopard #snowball #ethan johnstone #frost spider #spiderverse #spiderman series

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justanother-janedoe · 8 months

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Masterlist

Latest Update: 11/9/2023

All my stories and series in one place.

I try to update as much as I can and keep it very organized. If any links don't work please let me know. My requests are open but again if the links don't work tell me and I'll try to fix it quickly.

I don't really have a set schedule but I'll try to post my status. If stories are coming soon or I need to take a break.

Anyways I hope you enjoy these stories, I sure loved writing them.

Stranger Things

#masterlist #fanfic #fanficion #spiderman series #stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #Steve Harrington fan fiction #robin buckley #robin buckley imagine #robin Buckley fluff

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zirahpastel · 2 years

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"Why do you have something so simple yet so powerful?"

#artists on tumblr #digital art #digital illustration #sketch #drawing #portrait #artwork #marvel #spider man #doc ock #otto octavius #spiderman series #comic book art #comics #marvel comics

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perpetuelledaydreaming · 1 year

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Cruel intentions | chapter twenty-four

summary: peter's worried sick, you can't even look at him.

warnings: violence and it's triggering please be careful while you read this.

listen to: Back to black - Amy Winehouse | Favorite crime - Olivia Rodrigo |This is me trying - Taylor Swift (playlist here)

word count: 1.7 k

series masterlist + read the next chapter early on my ko-fi!!

Peter frowned as soon as he entered your room through your window. You weren’t there like you’d told him. He’d been dealing with the police for a few hours, trying to make the incident on the rooftop as amiable as he could. They didn’t quite understand how the crater in the cement floor got there, they were highly suspicious of Peter but he argued that it was something that happened because of the other criminals that got away. He knew that they couldn’t know about you. As far as they were aware, you’d stopped avenging for some time now and you were partying again.

They let him go after a few questions. He was exhausted, as he swing from building to building, he could only think about you and your smile. He couldn’t wait to kiss you and cuddle next to you. He knew that you were tired too, he knew that you felt heavy, he could feel it on the back of his head. He believed that being next to you would make it all better.

He wanted to make it all better. And yet, when he reached Stark Tower, you were nowhere to be seen. Peter watched his watch, you’d said that you would be there. It’d been over two hours, you should be there. He quickly tapped his earpiece twice.

“Karen, can you tell me where my girlfriend is?” Peter asked. He felt his heart thudding a bit faster at the word. Girlfriend. He hadn’t asked you yet, he even wondered if he should. He felt like you were together already, he knew he wanted to make it official but he knew that you weren’t into big gestures so he wondered if he should even bring it up.

“Ms. Stark asked for her location to be private,” the AI answered.

Peter’s features creased with concern.

“What do you mean?”

“HAPPY has her location blocked,” Karen answered as if explaining it better would make Peter’s uneasy feeling go away.

“Connect me to HAPPY,” Peter asked as he took off his mask and walked towards your desk. He tapped the small holographic machine two times and a hologram appeared in front of him. Your main network should’ve popped up, you’d let him use it so many times before. Now, just a big word appeared. ‘ACCESS FORBIDDEN’.

“Mr. Parker?” the voice of your AI rumbled through your room but Peter could barely hear it. His heart was the only thing he could hear, how fast it was beating. He could feel a single drop of sweat falling from his forehead.

Peter was sure that he entered what he could only guess was a sort of anxiety attack. He fought with an AI for god sake. He didn’t recall how much time he’d asked HAPPY for your location and the AI refusing to give it to him. He wondered if Tony could hear him, he wondered if Pepper was listening too. He felt embarrassed for a second until he recalled they were in the cabin for the weekend.

For some reason, it only concerned him more. No one really knew where you were, if you’d been kidnapped, if you were being tortured. Anything could possibly be happening to you and Peter couldn’t keep you safe.

Suddenly, your doorknob moved. Eyes wide open as you entered your room, your eyes puffing from crying, face tainted with tears, red cheeks. Peter frowned slightly at seeing you like this, he knew you weren’t feeling well but this was completely different.

“Where have you been?”

You swallowed harshly as you closed the door.

“I…”

You didn’t finish, you couldn’t be bothered with it. You sighed as you placed the heel of your hand on your eyes before you walked towards your bed. Your chest felt heavy and tight, you wondered if you were going to have another anxiety attack.

“I’ve been worrying sick,” He snapped, and you winced in return. “It’s three a.m. and I was about to call your father,” Peter continued.

You pinched the bridge of your nose. “Peter,” you began but he quickly cut you off, you saw how his jaw twitched.

“What are you hiding?”

Your eyes lingered on Peter. You watched his chocolate curls, the caramel eyes slightly tinted with red. It made your throat tighter, seeing him like this. If you didn’t know better, you would’ve held him and told him that you knew everything about Harry, that you both needed to arrest him as soon as possible. That everything would be over.

But you did know better.

You looked down, closing your eyes as you took a deep breath. The guilt felt like it was choking you, making your throat tighter and tighter by the second. “Peter, I-” you began, your voice trembling.

Peter’s hair on the back of his neck rose quickly, he felt his surroundings moving at a horrible place, only you remained still. He could feel everything, his senses reacting to something that was coming. “What’s happening with you-”

“I want to break up with you,” you finally spat out.

You didn’t dare to look at him. You couldn’t.

Peter felt as if all of the air in the room had been sucked out. “What?” he asked in a helpless whisper. He thought he heard something wrong. He thought that he might be hallucinating but as you finally raised your head to gaze at him, he understood he hadn’t.

“I thought that,” you couldn’t word your thoughts coherently as you wiped your tears silently with the back of your hands. “Harry and I, we,”

Peter scoffed. He wanted to go and sit next to you, he was craving it, his fingers moving impatiently against his thigh. He couldn’t, though. “Were you together this whole time?” he asked.

“No,”

“You were with him before you came here?”

The air turned heavy, heavier than before. His eyes never left yours as you squirmed under his glare. You wanted to run, run away from him as you’d done before but you stood there. You simply accommodate yourself, clasping your fingers together on your lap instead.

“Yes, but I,”

“So, you’re telling me that you lied to me about coming here so you could see him?”

You felt hot and wounded, you couldn’t control the tears that spilled. You couldn’t tell him what you were doing there, you would put him at risk if after this he went there alone. “Peter, I wanted it to work. I wanted you but I can’t,” you said. “We can’t be together, I,”

“You don’t possibly mean that,” Peter replied, giving a step forward. Only then, you realized that tears were flowing from his caramel eyes, they were red and angry.

It made your heart beat harder in your chest. The fact that he could see right through you, the way you couldn’t possibly lie to him. It was suffocating, the way that he knew you.

And yet, deep down, you knew he didn’t.

“I’m not good for you, can’t you see it?” you finally barked. “I hurt people, I hurt everyone and I use them and I don’t care about it. I destroy lives because I don’t feel good about mine and I…” the tears blurred your vision. Here goes nothing. “I wanted to destroy yours so I could make my life better. I was supposed to sleep with you so I could become an Avenger again,”

Peter frowned for a moment and suddenly it clicked in his head. He felt his chest-beating wildly. You wanted to vomit as you saw on his face how it dawned on him what you were confessing.

That was it. You lost him. You took a shaky breath Peter gazed at you. You looked more sorrowful than ever. He knew that you had to be wrong, there’s no way you could’ve faked the relationship with him. His senses were in peril, he felt like static was overwhelming his entire body.

You were in love.

“You’re shaking,” he whispered. You didn’t answer, you hadn’t even realized it yourself. Peter called your name again but you didn’t answer as you stared at your shaky hands.

He leaned forward but you quickly pulled back.

“I didn’t want you,” you lied. “And you, you need to leave, now,”

Peter shook his head, trying to take your hand, to touch you. If he touched you then everything would be fine, he knew it. You pulled away again, though. You couldn’t bare it, you would crack. Exhausted you removed yourself from the bed, closing your eyes as you gritted your teeth.

“I know you’re lying if you just,” Peter pleaded but you didn’t budge.

“Leave, Peter, please,” you said as you hugged yourself, hoping it would be enough for you to stop shaking, to stop sobbing.

Peter didn’t listen to you. He stood up and chased after you, a fresh wave of tears falling from his face. He needed you, he loved you. You needed to understand how much, maybe if he held you, maybe things could be different. This wasn’t you. He knew you. He knew the good and the bad, he’d seen you. He was seeing you.

“No, don’t touch me,” you protested as your chest ached, your throat hoarse from crying and your burst of emotion. Peter didn’t listen as he walked closer to you. “Don’t touch me,” but he didn’t listen.

Peter held your wrist. Firmly. He wanted to pull you in but you simply trashed against him, he was too strong to let go but he barely managed to put his arm on your waist because, with a swift movement, you charged against Peter with your left palm, slapping him, harshly.

The tension popped for a second. You could’ve sworn that you could only hear your poor heartbeat, everything aching, your palm tingly to the sensation and Peter looking right before letting go of you. His jaw was set, his normally calm caramel eyes now turned stormy, and he was breathing deeply.

And you knew it, at that second, it was over.

Peter gave a step back, bowing his head for a moment as you stood there, frozen in the same position. Not daring to say anything, barely breathing, your insides turning, your heart collapsing as you could see in Peter’s eyes that you’d broken him.

It was broken.

“You’re a coward,” Peter stated after what felt like an eternity, holding your gaze. “You’re a fucking coward,”

He didn’t say anything else, he passed by you before jumping out the window. He didn’t look back, and before you knew it, a sob ripped through your chest.

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