#yandere peter parker x reader oneshot

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE PETER PARKER HEADCANONS

Bold of you to even assume you'll be left alone and have your privacy with this boi here. Bby boi here loves you so much, you're the very reason he's living and you're like AIR for him. If he's not close to you, he feels like he's shattering and dying inside and hence, he might stalk you every now and then as Spiderman pretending he's on rounds around the city just to make sure you're safe

He is a literal puppy mark my words and when you deny him something, his expression will resemble that of a kicked puppy that'll tug your heart strings for SURE

"Baby do you REALLY HAVE to go to that party? I mean, you barely even know them you just met them 2 months ago~"

Will beg you to spend every single second of your time with him and as a yandere, I can clearly see him as a worshipper who'll worship TF outta you pal

If you go out somewhere without telling him, expect a dozen messages on your phone and 45 FREAKING MISSED CALLS!!! Ngl..... he just wants you to be safe and once you come back, he'll smother you with his love and affection and pepper your face with kisses

His aunt May adores you and treats you like her very daughter. She likes baking you muffins and cookies when you come by

Hates it when you talk to other people and he's clearly making an exception for MJ and Ned though he prefers if you talk to them less. He's just scared of losing you

He'll kidnap you if he thinks you're in danger which lets say happens after a month you 2 start dating. Don't worry, he'll stock up everything you love and he'll have all your favorite movies and books available for you and he'll even be so generous as to have a Wattpad and a tumblr account so long as you do your stuff on HIS phone and he keeps track of what you're posting

He absolutely HATES and DESPISES punishing you when you misbehave and as much as he loves you, he'll convince himself that he needs to discipline you for your own good. Nothing too drastic though, he'll just restrict you from using your favorite things and no screen time. You'll be bored outta your skull for sure but hey, at least he's not locking you up in a room with chains dangling around you

When it comes to other people who he thinks are trying to steal his sweetheart from him (Aka. YOU), he will not hesitate to get messy and kill someone. He'll try framing that person like convincing people he was a corrupt person or an illegal drug seller or something like that and either spread rumors or directly kill them. No one messes with his darling and gets the hell away with it, not if he can help it and YES, he CAN help it

Will use EDITH to make sure you're safe

"Oh sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about, I'll take care of everything for you. You won't leave me will you?"

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[rancidpancakebatter]

In the Name of Good | Prt 2 -[P.P.]

Pairings: Dark!Yandere!Peter Parker x Female!Reader

Summary: The cat's out of the bag, so how do you proceed?

Word Count: 5.2k words

Content: MINORS DNI: 18+

Swearing, Mentions of Murder, Mentions of emesis, Smut, Oral (f and m receiving), P in V sex, choking, multiple orgasms, Daddy Kink

( Part 1 | Masterlist )

A/N: The long-awaited sequel which is really just porn with a plot. I'm not sure if this will be a complete story but I may update it every now and then.

Peter's darkness is much more subtle in this piece so there are no major warnings this time around.

Happy Holloween you whores <3

The early light creeps through your window, the golden rays kissing your skin. You stretch your fingers toward the carnelian beams and let your fingers dance in the sundust. You bask in the peace of the morning. As the sun rises it brings a new dawn, a new day. Who knew what you would do today? You could do anything. Today felt like a shopping day. It seems nice out and you could feel stress sitting in your bones, a deep ache pulling at your muscles. 

You stretch before opening your blinds. That’s odd, you don’t remember closing them. You look at the house across the street. Peter’s car sits in front of the house; if you squint your eyes, you can see him through the window. He sits perched in his desk chair, twirling a pencil as he examines a piece of paper. 

Something felt…off about this morning. It was something you couldn’t quite place but this morning brought a certain uneasiness. It was something you hoped a hot shower could fix. 

You let the steam ease your tired bones as you soaked in the eucalyptus sent. As you scrubbed your brain spiralled. What had happened? Why couldn’t you remember? Your brain felt fuzzy as flashes of intangible moments congested your mind.

You had been afraid. You remember the nausea that accompanied it. The knocked-over bottles on the sink were all too real to ignore. Peter was there. Had you been afraid of him? No! You shook your head trying to fling that thought to the farthest corner, somewhere it couldn’t hurt you again. Along with thoughts of dog tags, of headphones, of a twisted smile warped by shadows. 

Peter was here. Or rather you were there, with him, in his room. It was dark. Flashes of white cloud your mind. Harsh lines against the wall, you could feel them on your skin. As if somehow a part of you, intertwined with your being. 

You wiped the fog from the mirror and felt that familiar feeling of dread. It wasn’t a nightmare. Peter had…hurt people. He had killed them. And he- he hurt you. Purple stars on your shoulder, constellations woven into your skin to tell a tale of horror. You traced the bruises in abhorrence, the pads of his fingers left behind as a warning. 

You fell to the floor as everything washed over you once again. The chilled ceramic did nothing to soothe you. Like Eve, you had been brought to your knees by the tree of knowledge. Was it worth it? Every question you had ever had, answered by a cracked doorway that you carelessly ploughed through. You had tasted the flesh of the apple against your lips and now it was too late to go back. 

You paced your room as your mind reeled. Peter was a murderer. You should then turn him in. You knew, you had the evidence, you should turn him in. But would that be enough? Would it be enough to stop him? Would it be enough to absolve you?

As much as you hated to think about it, you already knew. You had recognised there was a darkness in Peter even when you were children. The way his reactions almost seemed rehearsed. The way he wouldn’t bat an eye at someone else’s misfortune. But you had labelled it as bravery. The way he would blindly charge into danger if you were in harm's way. The way he would run to May’s aid, big or small. The way he would clean your bumps and scrapes with nothing but a smile on his face. 

You looked at the pictures that adorned your bedroom wall. Peter had insisted on helping you hang them up. He had given you two stacks of photos one day in the warm July heat. You sat in your room between fans and your open window ushering in the humid breeze. Peter’s presence was a comfort then, as you looked through memories frozen in time. 

Now as you looked around all you saw was him. What was once a comforting remark now haunted you as you gazed into his empty eyes. “This way I can watch over you. I can always be here. I can always see you.” 

I can always see you. You felt suffocated under his dead gaze. There was nowhere you could go, nowhere you could hide. He was everywhere. 

You moved to open the window, hoping some fresh air would help. The light of the sun cradled you in a blanket of warmth. The chirping birds sing in melodies and harmonies alike as they skate through the sky. You close your eyes focusing instead on everything else. 

Peter watches in wonder as you absorb the world around you. He had been trying to give you space. He knew you would come around, he just had to give it some time. Let you wrestle with this for a bit before catching you in his arms. He knows that you would never leave him. He knew it was only a matter of time before you would call him or knock on his door. He just had to wait. He could do that. 

He sat camera faced at you, watching as your fingers pulled out the braid he had carefully crafted for you. He watched as you paced your room, hugging yourself close. He watched as you stared at the wall, tracing the shape of his face with a shaky hand. He watched as you went to the window, ripping it open and gasping for air. 

He joined you there, a street away. Your eyes were closed and your hair billowed in the wind as you drank in the sunlight. You were what ancient poets wrote of. You were his Ithica. His rock, his home, his love, his life. And you were so beautiful. 

You raised your head, opening your eyes, only to find Peter staring right at you. You felt a swirling of emotions in your gut. You were looking at pure evil, someone who killed to kill, someone who liked to kill. You were looking at someone who a few hours ago had no qualms about killing you. 

Your stare was expressionless, something that perplexed Peter. You usually wore your heart on your sleeve and every thought on your brow. But now, as he looked into your eyes, he couldn’t tell what you were thinking. He didn’t appreciate being out of the know. You had suddenly become an unknown variable in an equation he knew quite well. 

You tried to look at him objectively. You took in the way the sun seemed to melt into his skin, leaving stark shadows by the bulb of his nose and under the cut of his jaw. If someone told you that he had been carved from marble at the hands of Michelangelo, you would believe them. He was well-defined, every muscle and bone clear in the rays of the sun, but there was a softness to his edges that made him look feathered, almost holy. 

You had never stared Peter down before. He was seeing in you a boldness that he had yet to experience. He wasn’t sure if it was something he liked. You held a certain coldness that he was unfamiliar with. How odd. 

Peter tilted his head and you mindlessly mimicked it. You were attempting to break him down to a microscopic level, to judge his very molecules. Peter was dark but was he evil? This is what you were trying to solve. As you stared at him you thought back to every moment you had shared, tearing each memory to shreds, looking for anything that would tell you Peter was bad. 

You came up with a lot of ambitious greys. He had killed someone, several someones, but some of those murders were somewhat justifiable. He had killed pets. That was not good but better than killing people. He had been fascinated with the macabre but that made him fantastic to watch horror movies with. He had been cold to others but always showed you great kindness. He could display tremendous violence but you had only seen it in your defence. A vicious knight in shining armour coming to rescue you with bared teeth and bloody knuckles. 

You pulled away from the window leaving it open as you made your way down the stairs. Peter watched in curiosity as you marched your way across the street, not sparing him a single glance. He heard your determined steps and opened his door to you. 

You wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your head in his shirt. You couldn’t separate Peter from his actions. To lose any of him would be to lose him all. Your nails dug into his back as you blinked back tears. No. You were not going to lose him. Not today, not ever. Your Peter. 

“Aw, little lamb. What’s wrong?” He pulled you closer as you shook your head. How could you put it into words? How could you tell him that he was every boogeyman you feared but also the only solace from this waking nightmare? 

You pulled away with tears of anger. He looked at you confused and everything spilt over. You banged your hand against his chest. 

How could he? 

You brought your hand down again. 

He did this

And again.

You did this

And again

He did it for you

And again

And you let him

And again

For years

And again

You let him

You raised your fist another time, not nearly close to done, but Peter grabbed your wrist, stopping you. You struggled against him but his hold was strong, too strong to fight. Your wave of anger passed and left you with true exhaustion. You collapsed against him, small whimpers falling from your lips. 

He held you to his chest as you continued to cry. You focused on the beating of his heart, his hand tracing shapes on your back, his breath on your shoulder, the sweet cooing in your ear. This was Peter. This was the boy you loved. The one holding you and telling you everything was going to be okay. 

It wasn’t enough. You needed more. More of his gentle touches and reassuring words. You needed to feel him, to know he was real and here. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he caught your legs as you jumped. 

“It’s okay, little lamb, I gotcha.” And you believed him. He always had you. He always made it better. If you were with Peter everything would be okay. You buried your head into the crook of his neck, inhaling the woodsy smell of pine and cedar. It still wasn’t enough. You pulled yourself closer, your hands now in his hair and legs trapping him in a vice grip. You squeezed and squeezed, knowing he could take it. You just needed more. 

You felt a hand on your head and another wrapped around your back. It seemed like he was trying to reciprocate and the thought brought you a sliver of serenity. He moved to the bed, sitting you down on his lap and continued to pet your hair. All too soon he was breaking away and you couldn’t help the cry you let out. His hands found your face, lifting it to meet his gaze. 

“Little lamb, I can’t help you if you don't tell me what’s wrong.” The knot in his brows seemed real, as did the way he tensed his jaw. 

“I- I can’t-” You gulped helplessly for air but it felt as though someone had poked a hole in your lung. “I-You can’t- You can’t leave me!” 

You were gripping wildly at his shirt, trying to bring him closer, but his hold on your face kept you far away. He brought his lips to your forehead and everything stopped. For just a moment the clouds had parted and your mind cleared, but then he broke away and the fear swallowed you whole. 

In an act of delirium, you moved a hand from his shoulder to his neck. You felt the small goose bumps under the pads of your fingers, the drum of his steady pulse under your palm. It soothed you. You moved your hand lower, stretching his neckline as you reached for his pec, his heart. 

“Hey, hey, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.” His hand on your wrist stopped you once again and you wanted to scream. His touch brought back that semblance of peace and in the quiet of your mind, you were able to piece together what you needed. 

Your eyes were filled with desperation, for what Peter couldn’t tell. He wanted to fix it. He could hear your heart thrumming, the small thing fluttering in your chest. 

“Please I…” Your mouth felt dry and your tongue heavy. “I need to feel you.” 

Peter froze. His mind was picking your words apart, dissecting each syllable. He thought he would explode. He looked over your frame, your heavy breathing and shaky hands. This is it. This is what he’s been waiting for. You would fall in love with him today. He was determined. 

He let go of your hands, placing his own on your waist. “Do whatever you need.”

You reached for his shirt and he helped you get it off. Your fingers traced the muscle and scars. He was so pretty. You needed more, more contact. You moved to take off your shirt and Peter watched in awe as you revealed yourself to him. 

You wrapped yourself around him, hands tracing the planes of his back, massaging the muscle under your palms. Peter’s hands were running up and down your back in comforting circles. 

His fingers began toying with the clasp of your bra listening for your reaction. He noticed the way your heart beat faster and your breath caught in your throat. He slipped the annoying fabric off your shoulders and gathered all the strength he had. You were on his lap, pressed against him. All of his late-night fantasies were coming to fruition and he had to stop himself from pinning you to the bed and fucking you like an animal. He had to be slow, and careful. 

You pulled yourself closer, head buried in his neck as your nose played with his pulse point. Peter trailed his shaking hands to your ass, squeezing it. You let out a soft moan and Peter could scream. He could feel you against him. He could pick up on the small pulse in your clit, the new warmth in your core against his waist. 

He trailed his hand down further, rubbing at your thigh, and you whined again. His fingers found your chin, lifting you to see him eye to eye. His palm flattened against your cheek and you nuzzled into it, lost in the warmth of his touch. Peter’s willpower was hanging by a thread and you were doing very little to keep him strong. 

“Little lamb, do you want me to make you feel better?” His other hand skated a path on the inside of your thigh. “Do you want me to fix it?” 

You nodded your head, the sheer force of it rattling your brain. He was gonna fix it. Peter knew you better than anyone and you knew he would give you what you needed, even if you weren’t sure what that was right now. But Peter would know. He always knew and he always fixed it. 

He brought his lips to yours and you felt the rapture in his touch. His grip on your thigh grounded you in the moment. His lips were dry and cracked, the dead skin threatening to cut you open but god if it didn’t make you feel things. His thumb pulled at your chin, opening your mouth to him. His tongue explored forth and you pushed yours forward trying to meet it. The kiss was awkward and lacking a certain grace but neither of you cared. 

He turned to the side, placing your back on the bed and slotting himself between your legs. You tried to pull him down and he let you guide him. With all of his weight on you, you began to feel a little better. Peter was becoming more and more tangible. 

His hands skated across your ribs then in towards your boobs. You moaned at the feeling of him holding you in his big hands. Peter’s kisses left your face to join his deft fingers. You had never felt like this before, like you were on fire but also like ice was running through your veins. Peter was both dousing the fire and adding petrol to the flames. It was intoxicating. 

He took a nipple in his mouth and worried it with his teeth. He was delighted when he felt you buck underneath him. He marked them as much as he could, while his hands worked on getting your jeans off. He wanted everyone to know they were his. Not Noah’s, not Micheal’s, not Morrissey’s, and certainly not Blake’s. 

No, no, this was all Peter’s. You belonged to him, well before this moment. You were always his. He knew he would make it so, that one day he saw you sitting on the curb. He knew then that you would be his. He spent years instilling this thought in your head. Years of meticulous planning and discreet word choice all leading to this moment. You would be his forever. 

He pulled down your jeans like he had many times before, but this time a new aroma surrounded him. It was all-consuming. Peter’s eyes darkened and you almost didn’t recognise the man in front of you. Without a single warning, he was gripping your thighs, pulling them apart to make space for his face. 

You felt his tongue against the crotch of your panties and it felt like he had shocked you with a twelve-volt battery. You gripped the sheets as he started making out with clothed pussy. His name tumbled from your lips and he had never heard a more sacrosanct sound. It brought him back to the moment. 

He had almost forgotten that you were awake. He didn’t have to be careful, he could indulge in everything you had to offer, and he planned to drown. He ripped your panties, the elastic snapping under his powerful grip. He placed his thumbs on your mound, pulling your lips apart to fully soak in the treasure before him. 

He ran his nose from your quivering hole to your clit, breathing in the aphrodisiac that is you. Your hips bucked again and Peter couldn’t help grinding into the mattress. He ate you out like a starved man at a Golden Coral. 

You couldn’t keep track of where he was. He was sucking on your clit, then thrusting his tongue inside you, then he was in both places at the same time. Your brain was melting in pleasure and Peter could tell you were close. He wasn’t exactly sure how but he just knew and the thought spurred him on more. He brought a finger to your cunt and watched as your toes curled. 

“Petey, I feel, I feel weird” Peter could have came just then. His imagination ran wild at the thought of you never coming before. And he would be the first person, the only person, to make you do so. 

“It’s okay little lamb, you’ll feel better I promise. Just let it go.” He put another finger in you and it hurt, but the way he was pumping them so fast had your mind spinning. He went back to attacking your clit and you felt an unfamiliar snap in your abdomen. It was like you were seeing colour for the first time. You let out a scream as you came and Peter slowly came to a stop. 

You saw him grinning between your legs before he dipped his head down once again. He pinned down your legs to keep you from squirming as his tongue entered you again. You could feel the muscle as it scrapped against your walls. He brought his thumb back to your clit and started running it in a circle. You couldn’t breathe. 

“Pete, Pete, it’s too much.” He just went harder and your back arched. Your hand flew to his hair, tugging on it, trying to pull him away. You felt him grunt into you as it reverberated through you. You felt that feeling in the pit of your gut again and you focused on Peter’s instructions. You felt your legs start to straighten and you were panting, music to Peter’s ears. You came again and Peter wasted no time licking it up. 

You lay there lifeless against his pillows, trying to catch your breath. You felt Peter stand and you turned to watch him slip off his pants. He stood before you, a Grecian god. His hard-on was reaching to his belly button, red and shiny. 

You sat up immediately. You had never seen a penis before, not in person at least. A few years ago Peter had introduced you to porn but it wasn’t really your thing. 

“Look what you did to me little lamb.” Your heart fell through the floor. He grabbed your hand placing it on the shaft. It felt heavy in your palm, and you started stroking it. 

“Does it…hurt?” You had heard guys at school talking about having erections. You had heard them talking about how sometimes it hurt and how cruel these girls were for making them hurt. You didn’t want Peter to hurt. 

“A little bit,” was all he said. You bit your lip, the guilt eating away at you. 

“I want to help. How can I help?” Peter put a hand on your face, his thumb tracing the hallow of your cheek. It then tracked its way to your lip, pulling it from your teeth before quickly replacing it. 

You swirled your tongue around his thumb, sucking it in further. Peter threw his head back in a moan and you stopped. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” You were doing this all wrong. You had caused Peter pain and you couldn’t fix it. Why couldn’t you fix him the way he fixed you? Peter only chuckled and you couldn’t understand what was so funny about you being a bad friend. 

“It’s okay little lamb, it didn’t hurt. It felt really nice.” You beamed at him and the pride in your eyes made him feral. 

“Really?” Of course, you were a pleaser. It would only make sense. This new revelation gave him so much more ammo. God, you were too good to be true. It was like he built you in a lab. In a way he kind of had. 

“Yes, you’ve been such a good girl.” You preened at his words. 

“Can you keep being a good girl for me?” You nodded your head and Peter used his thumb to pull your mouth open again. 

“Stick your tongue out for me, yeah just like that, now breath through your nose.” You followed his instructions as he grabbed your hair, bringing you closer and closer to his member. 

It felt heavy on your tongue, and a little tangy too. You wrapped your lips around him, tracing a prominent vein with your tongue. Peter threw his head back again and this time you continued. After a bit you felt his hand pull on your hair, pulling you away from his cock before slamming it back down. You choked around him and he kept you there, his other hand rubbing your cheek. 

“There you go, there you go. You gotta breathe through your nose. Just relax, yeah. You’re doing so good for me little lamb.” You focused on his words, trying to follow his instruction. He moved your head back and forward again falling into a steady rhythm. He was hitting the back of your throat with every thrust, you could feel a sore spot where his tip kept hitting. 

Above you, Peter was a panting mess. He was babbling and you felt proud of yourself for doing that to him. He was singing you praises about how good you felt, the great job that you were doing. He looked down at you and that was his reckoning. You were peering up at him, dick in your mouth and a slobbering mess. He saw the tears running down your cheeks and it took all of his strength to pull you away. 

One day he would fuck that pretty face of yours but he couldn’t now. His goal was to make you fall in love with him. He had to show you how good he was at pleasuring you. He had to show you that he knew what you needed, what you wanted. He had to show you that he was the only person that could do that for you. 

You pulled away with a soft pop and a smile. “Was that good?” 

Peter brought you into a bruising kiss and you could taste the both of you. The blend was intoxicating. “Oh baby, you did so well.” 

He was pushing you back into the bed as a hand moved back down to your core. His fingers moved around in the slick and you purred. 

“Look at you little lamb, I just cleaned you up. Did you like sucking on Daddy’s dick like that, hmm?” You nodded your head, biting your lip in an attempt to lessen your grin. 

His lips found the side of your neck, licking and biting on the supple skin. “Well you did such a good job, I think it’s only fair Daddy pay it forward.” 

You tangled your hands in his hair, running the smooth locks through your fingers. “No, it’s okay. I wanna make you feel good.” 

His fingers found your abused clit and you arched your back into him. “Oh little lamb, It’ll make me feel so much better.” 

He pulled away as you looked at him through heavy eyelids. “Do you promise, Daddy?” 

Peter growled before attacking you. His kiss was heavy making you lose any train of thought. 

“Promise.” You felt a blinding pain in your core. Your nails racked up his back as you grasp for the air he seemed to have pushed out of you. 

“Shh, shh, it’s okay. It’ll feel better in a moment.” He kissed away the tears running down your face, massaging your breast. He began pulling out slowly leaving only his tip, then slammed back into you. The pain was beginning to subside or maybe it was just him working your clit and hitting something in you that made your toes curl. 

He grabbed one of your legs, bringing your ankle to his shoulder, pushing himself deeper. A moan ripped from your throat, as you felt him hit your cervix, over and over. You reached for his face, needing to kiss him. Wanting all of him. You needed to drown in everything Peter Parker could give you. 

His hand found the back of your neck once again. You clung to him as his thumb traced its way down your jugular. He could feel it drumming against his skin, he pushed against it, fascinated by you. You suddenly felt airy, your mind was swimming and your senses were heightened. Peter felt the way you tightened around him and the way your heart picked up. 

He brought his hand to the front of your throat, adjusting his grip, before applying more pressure. You moaned as he continued to piston into you. The coil in your abdomen was moments from snapping, your legs were tensing on their own accord. You were no longer in control, not that you ever were. 

Peter had bewitched you. You weren't sure when but you looked into his eyes and knew that it must have happened. Your vision was getting blurry, with tears or lack of oxygen you weren’t sure. You heard Peter whisper something to you, something you couldn't quite make out past the sound of heavy breathing and skin slapping against skin. Then his fingers released you. The sudden rush of oxygen to your brain made you feel dizzy, your nerves alight. You came with a gasp and Peter didn’t slow down for a single second. 

He continued slamming into you as you lay there limp, unable to do much more. He flipped you over on your face and grabbed your hips, setting them upright. He kissed along your spine before entering you again. You cried out into the pillows, he was so big and so deep inside you. You wondered for a moment if the constant rocking had affected your brain. 

He was using your body and you didn’t hate it. He gave you all the praise you could hope for and you got to sit there and take it. It seemed like a great arrangement. Your fingers gripped the sheets, clawing at them desperately. There was a certain element of pain present but you couldn’t bring yourself to care when he felt this amazing. 

“God, you feel so good. Better than ever before.” You let yourself drown in the words he was saying, in the feeling he was bringing you. He was fixing it. Just like he promised. It wasn’t long until he let out a harsh grunt, pushing himself even farther into you. You felt his dick twitch and a warmth coat your walls. 

When Peter pulled out he noticed you wince. He turned you around to face him and began massaging your body. His firm hands ran past the muscle of your thighs to the fat on your stomach with soothing circles. You looked devastatingly gorgeous like this. Completely wrecked, totally relaxed, entirely pliant. 

You made grabby hands for him and he chuckled as he fell into your embrace. You brought him flush to your sweaty body, running your hands through his chestnut locks. He hummed against you and you couldn’t help the smile pulling at your face. 

“Hey, Peter?” He could sense your anxiety, which is never a good sign. He was so sure his plan had worked.

“Yes, little lamb?” Your fingers stuttered in their ministrations as you fought for the words. 

“I- I was just wondering…” The words died in your throat. Peter moved his head, so he could look into your eyes. 

“Wondering if what?” You closed your eyes, feeling too overwhelmed by his gaze. You thought about what had led you here in the first place. You thought of the revelation you had as you first wrapped your arms around him. To lose any of him would be to lose him all. You couldn’t ask him to stop. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t. You felt terrible. How could you even ask him to do that? How could you be so selfish?

“Uhhh, what are we? Like now? Are we still friends? Are we more?” Peter tilted his head as he pondered your question. 

“Well, what do you want?” You felt all the air leave your body, suddenly replaced entirely with fear. 

“I don’t want you to leave. I want you, forever.” Peter raised himself with his arms, now hovering over your body. The space between you palpable now as he searched your eyes. 

“Then you have me,” He kissed you, it was a promise. 

A Peter Parker promise was a binding contract. He chose his words with such precision, he never said something without resounding contemplation. He pressed his words into your soul, branding you for the rest of your days. 

“Forever.” 

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Who i write for

if someone of a fandom is not on here feel free to send me a message and i will look into it.

I love getting random asks about either me, stuff I write or just random stuff. Don’t be afraid to ask stuff :))

Everything on this list can be requested as well as suggestions about other characters! I’ll write both platonic and romantic as well as the yandere variants of both. If you do request and regression piece do note it will not be yandere.

I’m mainly doing HOTD and GoT stuff, because I like those the most. :)

Anons:

🧰anon

🐺anon

Request Information

House of the dragon

Nothing yet..

Wednesday (tv series)

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Xavier Thorpe

Tyler Galpin

Ajax

Criminal minds:

Spencer reid

Aaron hotchner

Derek morgan

Penelope Garcia

JJ

Emily Prentiss

David Rossi

Game of thrones:

Too many characters

B99:

Anyone

Finn Wolfhard/ Characters:

Miles Fairchild

Trevor Spengler

Boris Pavlikovsky

Yandere Boris

Yandere Boris hc

Mike Wheeler

Richie Tozier

Finn Wolfhard

Sister hc

Stranger things:

Eddie Munson

Artsy!Reader

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Bus trip

Chrissy Cunnigham

Robin Buckley

Mike Wheeler

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Eleven

Max Mayfield

Will Byers

Yandere hc

Jonathan Byers

Peter Ballard

The lab

Yandere hc

Marvel

Peter Parker

Yandere headcanons

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #harry potter #harry potter x reader #yandere oneshot #yandere #x reader #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #draco malfoy x reader #sirius black x reader #remus x reader #marvel x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov x reader #peter parker x reader #fanfiction #the turning #richie tozier #movies #the goldfinch #boris pavlikovsky #imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #peter ballard #peter ballard x reader #peter ballard x you

[tomriddleslovergirl]

hi, can you do a oneshot or headcanons for yandere peter parker that sets during the events of nwh? Thank you.

Yandere Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Yandere Behavior.

Peter doesn't want to be away from you. You're the only thing grounding him during this crazy time in his life.

He'd try try to guilt trip you into spending more time with him. Saying stuff like: "I understand why you don't want to hang out with me, nobody else does."

He'll try to swing to your house or will try to take you with him to Happy's safe house.

If you went with him to Happy's safe house, he insists that you sleep on the couch and he sleep on the floor.

If you manage to convince him to share the couch, he has you sleep on top of him, one of his arms wrapped protectively around you.

He feels like your the only person he can have a normal conversation with.

He's more hesitant to let the villians come over to the safe house, worried that they might hurt you.

#yandere peter parker x reader #yandere peter parker #yandere marvel #peter parker x reader #marvel x reader #marvel #MCU x reader #yandere marvel x reader #peter parker #yandere spiderman

[honeymelonpm]

Head Rush

Characters: (mcu) platonic Peter Parker X reader

Warning: Mild Violence, implied kidnapping, Yandere Themes

Set After No Way Home!

Drabble/Oneshot I guess?

The strands of webbing tugged tightly around your wrists, keeping your hands bound behind your back as your fragile body swayed ever so slightly, the weight of your body being dangled from the ceiling by a rope of web gripped firmly around your ankles.

You struggled to keep your vision focused as all the blood rushing to your head kept you in a loop of constant dizziness, the haunting feeling that your eyes would pop out of your head any second is what kept you so still and compliant.

The tears that welled up in your eyes had severely blurred your vision, however you were still able to make out his silhouette when he walked into view of the doorway.

"I lost everything, everyone. Tony, "He took a sudden, harsh breath before he whispered with a weak voice, "May."

A hot tear ran cold as it rolled from your eye and across your forehead, before disappearing when it met your scalp.

"My girlfriend, my best friend, every time I thought I had someone left, they slipped through my fingers, one way or another." The grainy floorboards groaned beneath his feet as he took a step closer to you, his face perfectly aligned with yours.

"We've been together forever, it's always been us against the world." His face twisted into a look of genuine confusion and misunderstanding. "I just don't understand why you would want to not only move away, but move in with some guy you've known for what, two months?"

His hand caressed the back of your head, before gently pulling your head closer to his, "What were you thinking?" He whispered.

It took a couple of attempts to inhale a proper breath before you could reply, whispering a breathy "I-i'm s-sorry."

The tears that he had kept unshed melted as he stared at you in wonder, his eyes becoming just that bit glassier when a lump swelled in his throat, "I know, but-"

He cut himself off, his eyes leaving yours as if to stare in thought for a moment, before clamping a silk gloved hand firmly around your mouth, turning his slim waist and holding out his hand towards the door, his fingers almost brushing against the trigger of his web shooter.

"One peep out of you and I'll drag you to Stark Tower and stuff you in a suit, do you hear me?"

His sudden threat not only terrified you, but confused you, until a beat later when three dull thuds pounded against the front door of the apartment.

A muffled "Parker?" resounded against the thin yellowing walls of the flat.

Peter's grasp on you became tighter, his fingers slowly beginning to crush your jaw.

"Parker?" Another three knocks rapped against the door.

Five breaths passed, silence filling the air before Peter slowly lowered his hand and turned to you, a subtle look of relief washing over his face when your presence was proved to him.

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A/N: wow it's been a while since I've written something :/ This is just something very brief and random. It's unedited but I just wanted to post it and see how people thought about it.

#fanfic #x reader #mcu #marvel #peter parker #spider man #tom holland #yandere #platonic

[friendly-neighbourhood-spiderm4n]

Master List

Rulez

i've switched accounts, new account is @wheelerzluv

Marvel

OneShots

Medical Injuries | Teen Avenger! Reader

Y/N is rescued and fights with her mother.

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Accidental Confessions Gone Right | Teen Avenger! Reader | Pt 2.

Peter can’t keep secrets from the Director of S.H.E.I.L.D.

Cute Nightly Routine | Peter Parker’s Sister! Reader

Spider-Man’s sister is in love with Harley Keener.

Fight or flight | Tony Stark x Niece! Reader

You get into a fight at school, so uncle Tony picks you up.

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Father Daughter Banter | Clint Barton x Daughter! Reader | Pt 2.

Clint arrives back at Avengers Tower and learns of your fight.

Internship | Pre-Teen! Reader

Originally you interviewed to become Pepper's intern, though you receive a pleasant surprise.

Blurbs

Food Theif | Avengers x DemiGod! Reader

You’ve learned to use injuries as a way to get out of trouble.

My Love | Yandere! Steve Rogers x GN! Reader

Steve Rogers is confused by your calm nature towards him.

Headcanons

Pets | The Avengers x Reader

How they would react if you named your pet after them.

Incorrect Quotes

Nick Fury’s Car

Bucky v. Minecraft

Jail Birds

Stranger Things

Oneshots

Anxious Cuddles | Robin Buckley x Female Reader

Could you do robin x reader with anxiety? it’s something I really struggle with it and oof having her comfort would be 😮‍💨 - Requested

The Back of Your Van | Eddie Munson x GN! Reader

Was wondering if you’d be able to write an Eddie Munson one shot/imagine with Hoppers (Gn) kid. :) - Requested

Hunted Friends | Lucas Sinclair x Carver! Reader

You go with Lucas Sinclair to ‘hunt down’ Eddie Munson. - Requested

Stupid Diary | Dustin Henderson x Reader

Erica blackmails you in order to help save Hawkins from Vecna. - Requested

Love for an Accused Murderer | Eddie Munson x Reader

Could you please do a Eddie Munson x reader. Like a hurt comfort with tons of fluff? or just like the reader taking care of him because of the accused murder maybe? thanks! - Requested

Blurbs

Metal Munson | Eddie Munson x Party Member! Reader

You calm down Eddie with your favourite song.

Headcanons

Little Harrington | Mike Wheeler x Harrington! Reader

Can you do a mike x girl reader where Steve is her brother and sees them making out like Hopper in season 3 - Requested

El's First Cali Friend | El x Reader

Can u write being El's first friend in California and standing up for her as popular fem reader headcanons? - Requested

Incorrect Quotes

Taken Charge

Yearbook

Vinegar

Fsh

Social Construct

Worm

Maths

Narration

Links

Will Byers x Himbo! Reader

Sally Face

Incorrect Quotes

Muggy

#marvel #stranger things #sally face #tony stark x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #stephen strange x reader #clint barton x reader #bruce banner x reader #thor x reader #loki x reader #peter parker x reader #mj x reader #ned leeds x reader #flash thompson x reader #sal fisher x reader #larry johnson x reader #travis phelps x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #johnathan byers x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #robin buckley x reader #mike wheeler x reader #dustin henderson x reader #lucas sinclair x reader #will byers x reader #jane eleven hoppers x reader

[basalt-deltas]

RULES WHEN REQUESTING

Requests are OPEN!

Fandoms I write for — Spiderverse, Valorant, Life Series, Hermitcraft, Critical Role, Hazbin Hotel

Spiderverse — Miguel O’Hara, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, any of the live action Spidermen, Peter B. Parker, Spiderman Noir, MJ (Zendaya version only SORRY), Miles Morales (both of em) Valorant — Phoenix, Yoru, Cypher, Jett, Gekko, Omen, Skye, Nanobomb, KAY/O Vox Machina — Percy De Rolo, Vax'ildan, Vex'ahlia, Keyleth, Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt, Grog Mighty Nein — Caleb Widogast, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Jester Lavorre, Yasha Nydoorin, Beauregard Lionett, Fjord, Nott the Brave, Caduceus Clay, etc Hermitcraft — Just ask, I'm too tired to put all the sillies in here Life series — Again, just ask :thumbs up: Hazbin Hotel — Angel Dust, Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Adam, basically the whole cast

Reader — I’m best at male!reader, but I’ll also do fem!reader, gnc!reader, and trans!reader! Fear not, I am trans also!

Usual Genres — Angst, fluff, idk what does genres even mean. Punk Rock???

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What I will write!!

⇨ character x reader (2nd person, you/yours, no y/n) ⇨ character x character (I won’t do certain ships, ask me first!!) ⇨ canon or canon-divergent ⇨ headcanon scenarios ⇨ character headcanons ⇨ oneshots ⇨ platonic, romantic, or familial ⇨ multiple requests from the same person ⇨ poly relationships ⇨ make canon cis/het characters queer ! ⇨ reader/characters with mental illness as long as it’s not romanticising or Weird about it (??) ⇨ Suggestive / 16+

What I will NOT write!!

⇨ NSFW / 18+ ⇨ other people’s ocs (SORRY) ⇨ yandere or other kinds of abusive/toxic relationships ⇨ anything with substance abuse as the main theme ⇨ child!reader in fics, mentioning it in familial fics/hcs is okay though ⇨ suicide, self/harm. severe depression, or similar topics as the main focus ⇨ anything proship or illegal ⇨ anything disregarding canon LGBTQ identities (making a gay character straight, a trans character cis, etc)

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When requesting…

PLEASE BE AS SPECIFIC AS POSSIBLE!! Tell me everything you want, specify if you want me to take some creative liberties, please I am so bad with unspecific directions!!! I will not dm to clarify if you’re not on anon

You can specify if you want me to post your request anonymously or with your ask attached !! If you don’t specify, I’ll just assume yes and I’ll attach your ask

I will answer whatever question you have!! About pretty much anything :D

PLEASE just. Don’t be a dick. I am not being paid to write for you!!! And I do this on my own time!!!

To check if your request is being written/worked on, check my works in progress!!

Everything above applies to requests!! If I write something by myself that breaks the rules, it’s because I want to and I can

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LINKS!!

masterlist (none yet) | pinned post | works in progress (none yet)

#writing blog #requesting rules #rules #valorant #Lego Ninjago #Ninjago #spiderverse #spiderverse fic #across the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #beyond the spiderverse #miguel O'Hara #x reader #how do I tags #Critical role #Critical role campaign 2 #Mighty nein #the mighty nein #campaign 2 #Life series fic #Life series headcanons #Life series #Secret life #Red life #Last life #Double life #Limited life #Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin #Hazbin Hotel fanfiction

[bluebirdsboi]

Guide

Hey there, I’m Jay (he/they). Welcome to my fanfic blog! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My main motivation for making my blog is because I’ve noticed a lack of male reader and/or gender neutral reader works for many of the characters that I love, but also because writing is one of my favorite pastimes.

I won’t lie, I do tend to oscillate between characters and fandoms that I’m motivated to write for, but I will try my best to maintain or improve the quality of each piece that I write. 

Below I have linked my masterlist navigation in addition to the fandom and character list as well as listing my request guidelines, fandoms I’m most motivated to write for at the moment, characters that are on hold (characters I will write for in the future but I’m not at the moment), future fandoms that I will write for, and a list of my current WIPS for any requests you may have.

** I’ve opened a taglist, so if you want to be tagged in any future fics, feel free to send me either an ask or a DM **

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Links

Masterlist Navigation

Fandom/Character List | Last Updated: 8/20/23

Fanfic Recs. | Last Updated: 7/29/23

My second blog My AO3 My Wattpad

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Currently, requests are: Open

Request Guidelines 

I will write...

- Male Character x Male/Gender Neutral Reader - Female Character x Female Reader by request only - Platonic relationships - Parent Character x Child Reader (purely familial)  - Sibling Character x Sibling Reader (purely familial) - Fluff, Angst, Hurt Comfort, and Smut (any character that is under 18 will be aged up to be over 18. Ex: ProHero!Izuku or ProPlayer!Daichi) - Songfics and some AUs (just ask) - Series, Oneshots, Headcanons, and Alphabet Headcanons

I won’t write...

- Male Character x Female Reader - Female Character x Male Reader - Ships - Yandere fics - Pedophilia and Underage Smut - Incest of any kind - Forced sex - Pregnancy and/or period fics

* If you have any questions about something I didn’t list, don’t be afraid to ask. My DMs are always open in case I close my asks. *  

** As a side note, I’d appreciate any requests to have a general idea about what you want. It doesn’t have to be extremely specific, but just something to work with. ** 

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Fandoms I’m most motivated to write for: | Last Updated: 8/14/23

- 9-1-1 - MCU - Spider-verse - Star Wars - The Last of Us - Triple Frontier

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Fandoms I will write for in the future: | Last Updated: 8/14/23

- 9-1-1 Lone Star - Game of Thrones - Kingsman - Narcos - Scenes From a Marriage - Snake Eyes - The Witcher

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Current WIPS: | Last Updated: 7/3/23

- Clint Barton x Male Reader - Iroh II x Male Reader  - Zuko x Male Reader - Tonraq x Male Reader (Will contain NSFW) - Mako x Male Reader  - Tonraq x Male Reader (Will contain NSFW) - Zuko x Male Reader - Iroh II x Male Reader - Mako x Male Reader - Keishin Ukai x Male Reader

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Characters currently on hold: | Last Updated: 8/20/23

- Carlos Reyes (Rafael Silva) (9-1-1 Lone Star) - Ravi Panikkar (Anirudh Pisharody) (9-1-1) - Tyler Kennedy “TK” Strand (Ronen Rubinstein) (9-1-1 Lone Star) - Clark Kent (Henry Cavill) (DC) - Gyomei Himejima (Demon Slayer/KNY) - Konro Sagamiya (Fire Force/ENS) - Atsumu Miya (Haikyuu!!) - Kita Shinsuke (Haikyuu!!) - Osamu Miya (Haikyuu!!) - Remus Lupin (David Thewlis) (Harry Potter) - Screwllum (HSR) - Frank Castel (Jon Bernthal) (MCU) - Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) (MCU) - Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield) (MCU) - Estarossa/Mael (SDS/NNT) - Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

#welcome #guide #fandom #fanfic #fanfiction #multi fandom

[simpingforthemm]

request guidelines

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the fandoms I write for :

orange is the new black !

harry potter (next gen, marauders, golden trio)

marvel

anne with an e

the summer I turned pretty (maybe)

shadow and bone

the craft

heartstopper

cobra kai

sex education

gossip girl

emily in paris

shameless

everything now

one piece (netflix live action version bc I haven't watched the anime yet)

my life with the walter boys (isaac, alex, lee, jackie, danny, no cole)

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what I will write / not write :

I won't write smut

I won't write themes that are too dark

I won't write reader with male pronouns

I won't write yandere

I won't write any NSFW themes

I will barely or won't write character x character

I will write angst

I will write fluff

I will write polyamory (a lot probably)

I will write LGBTQ+ (obviously)

I will write character x reader

I will write reader with fem or gn pronouns

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collages / moodboards :

If you want to request a collage / moodboard, give me the character, a colour, another person

if you want the collage to be about a ship, give me a faceclaim or another character, I will not be doing crossovers of fandoms for example harry potter and marvel so you couldn't request peter parker x harry potter but something like harry potter x neville longbottom would be possible

If you want a ship with a "new character / faceclaim", tell me more about the relationship character x new character have, maybe how they show love towards each other and ofc the name of the actor for the faceclaim

I hope this makes sense

you could also give me a scenario, like what would it be like to go to the cinema with this character, what would a date with them look likefor that, you can also give me an extra faceclaim or another character that they're doing those things with!

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headcanons / one shots :

if you request, ofc tell me what the headcanon / oneshot is about and with which character which pronouns does reader have

which trope ( angst, fluff, poly, etc. )for a oneshot I will need kind of a more detailed idea / plot

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don't feel shy to request!!

#request rules #request guidelines

[our-destiny]

☁ Introduction ☁

Welcome to my blog! You can call me Destiny and here I reblog posts that i like but i also sometimes make my own short, self indulgent content. I am aromantic and asexual so most of my content is platonic.

⚠ Disclaimer ⚠

On this blog you will find Dark Content, with themes of Noncon, Manipulation, Gore, Yandere, and overall not good stuff. I am not responsible for what media you consume, and I do not support or encourage this behavior in real life.

Masterlist

My requests and asks are always open.

What I write for

Obey me!

I write for all characters except for 13, though my favorites are Solomon and Michael.

Twisted Wonderland

I will write for:

Cater, Ace, Deuce, Leona, Ruggie, Rook, Kalim, Jamil, Floyd, Azul

Marvel Cinematic Universe

I will write for:

Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker (Tom Hollands version only), the Winter Soldier, Thor, Loki

Rules for requesting

You can request headcanons, oneshots, alphabets, anything. You can request as many characters as you'd like. I love getting requests so please, ask!

I write character x reader and

I write in second person (you, your), and try not to describe readers appearance or gender, though I am afab so I might mess up, if I do please tell me.

I am comfortable writing platonic relationships (familial or friendships).

I also like writing dark/Yandere relationships. I do both romantic and platonic yanderes (familial or friendships). If it is a romantic yandere the feelings will not be reciprocated as that makes me uncomfortable, the only exception would be in a case of Stockholm.

I am now going to be writing nsfw! However it will only be noncon/dubcon, and only in a dark/yandere fic. And only with romantic yanderes, not platonic.

I won't write an established romantic relationship. I will write scenarios that could or could not be read as romantic or platonic, but I won't refer to someone as a boyfriend or write about going on a date; I would write about two people hanging out that could classify as a date.

Last Thoughts

I struggle with finding motivation so I don't write often, or I might take a while to write something, please be patient.

This is a safe space for Lgbtq+, poc, etc, and I will not tolerate any hate.

I am a Hellenic Polytheist, and a devotee of Ares, so you'll find that here too!

I struggle with mental illness so you'll find posts to do with that as well.

I also write poetry sometimes!!

Thanks for reading <3

[thefiery-phoenix]

MY SLEEPING BEAUTY (YANDERE PETER PARKER X READER)

You were such a pretty delicate cute fragile little thing in Peter's eyes. The way you chewed your lip when you were anxious or nervous was so cute to him..... you reminded him of a little cute adorable baby bunny and yes, baby boi here developed something more deeper than an innocent crush.... he had a crazed obsession for you but he'd stutter and become a blushing flustered mess while talking to you. However he won't hesitate to make a person back the HECK away from you if he thinks they're getting too close to you

Peter likes watching you drinking and admiring your beauty from far normally as well as Spiderman. He'll stalk you home under the pretense of patrol and will make sure your safe and secure at your home, sleeping cozily on your bed like a curled up kitten

Ever wondered what that sudden rush of wind was or you clearly remember shutting your window last night? Well, that's Peter for ya, or the friendly Spiderman checking if you were doing all right. He liked to watch you sleep, focusing on your soft breathing as your chest rises and falls slightly. Sometimes, he'll even come in bed and snuggle with you only to leave a few hours before you got up and yes, he'll gently kiss the top of your forehead when you nuzzle into him or cuddle back into the unknown force that's holding you

You were lovely to him and even more lovely in the night which was PRECISELY why he'd watch you sleep and visit you in the night. Oh he HAD to, your plump rosy soft lips were too addicting for him to resist you for too long

"Oh darling Y/N'' he sighed as he lay in your bed with you. "If only you knew how much I love you, what I'm going to do to you when we're together'' he chuckled slightly and caressed your cheek lovingly. "Don't worry, Spiderman will save you from your life, I know how hard it is for you sweetheart, exams and tests and studies and on top of that you're even working at that god damn coffee shop where people have the guts to ask you for your number! Don't worry darling, I'll keep you safe from all this no matter what. Leave it all to me~"

Unable to control himself, he reaches down to your neck and as you squirm slightly and sigh, he just shushes you gently and mumbles, "I'll kiss you and take such good care of you. Isn't that what you want my love?"

He peppered your face with light kisses, worshipping you. He lay in bed for some more time with you and then as he glanced at the alarm clock on your bedside table, he curses that it was time for him to get going and places a gentle kiss to your lips and says, "Don't worry my sleeping beauty, we'll be together soon. The thought of kissing you and having you is too addicting~" and strokes your cheek lovingly with his thumb

"Sweet dreams my cute little sleeping beauty, I'll be back for you and then we can live a happy life together~"

#yandere peter parker #yandere peter parker x reader #yandere peter parker imagines #yandere peter parker oneshots #yandere peter parker scenarios #yandere peter parker headcanons #dark peter parker x reader #dark peter parker #yandere avengers scenarios #yandere avengers x reader #yandere avengers #yandere mcu #yandere mcu x reader #yandere marvel characters x reader #yandere marvel characters #yandere marvel x reader #yandere marvel

[rancidpancakebatter]

In the Name of Good | Chapter List [P.P.]

Pairings: Dark!Yandere!Peter Parker x Female!Reader

Prompt: “what are we going to do about this?” you’re caught, red-handed, and peter’s next move could destroy your life forever. unless… you can convince him otherwise

Summary: Peter has always had a darkness in him, what happens when you find it?

Content: MINORS DNI: 18+ Swearing, Somnophillia, Murder, Mentions of blood, Mentions of emesis, Animal Abuse/harm (Murder Triad stuff), Smut, Oral (f and m receiving), P in V sex, choking, multiple orgasms, Daddy Kink

Part 1 The discovery of Peter's misdeeds

Part 2 The acquiescence of Peter's misdeeds

For my full masterlist go here

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[s0apysm1les]

Could I get some headcanons of how yandere Peter Parker would react to the reader freaking out after he kidnapped her and she suddenly yells ''What's the guarantee you won't kill me after you're bored with me?''

At the very mention of him possibly ever growing bored of you, he looks angry enough to kill (ironically enough)

Commence his over-coddling and repeatedly shown assurance that the only time he would lay his hands on you was for pleasure. He would definitely be a brat about it too.

He would yank you down onto the bed suddenly and call out in anger "Ohhh! Look at this! I'm being so rough with you, aren't I?" He'd yell. "I'm being so FUCKING rough! Oh, I'm SO. MEAN. I just wanna KILL YOOOUUU." He'd drag out dramatically - to your annoyance.

It doesn't matter how many times you apologize - either on your own or by his demands of an apology - he will still hold that phrase over your head for a good long while. He's definitely hurt by it, but he uses it as a way to make you feel bad. When you feel bad and sorry towards him you are gentler with him, you let him hug you and hold you more (even if you don't realize you do) and he definitely takes advantage of that.

He mocks you over it to the point that you start crying and yelling how sorry and wrong you are and for him to just stop bringing it up. This is where his cunning comes through.

He goes from just another mean, mocking guy to serious and holding both of your shoulders tight and staring you dead in the eyes instantly. He tells you that the moment you say another cruel and heartless thing like that, you won't be the only one to suffer the consequences. You have really nothing else you CAN do except agree with him, so you say okay. And with that he wants some comfort again for your heartless words in the way only you can do.

What other way can he show how much he isn't bored with you than to lay you down and show you just how much he adores you. And he will, to the point where you can't even sob with how dehydrated, out of breath and out of it you are. As a double positive, you'll be so weak after his actions, so overstimulated that you depend on him completely to clean yourself, eat and drink and move.

As Peter cleans you up and dresses you, oh so tenderly, he'll drill into your head his soft spoken murmurs of how amazing and perfect you are, and - with pride - knowing that you don't have the energy to respond and that he is the reason for that.

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[angelyuji]

Hi! Can I request something about Yan!Peter? He's stalking the reader and finds out she has a crush on him so he kidnaps her. Thanks sweety!

crushes <3

cw // stalking, kidnapping, yandere behavior, toxic relationship, lmk if im missing any

“do you still like him?” you sipped your water as you and your friend waited for your food. you raised your eyebrows.

“who?” your friend rolled their eyes and gave you a blank stare before you gave in. “ugh, fine. yeah, I still like him.” you sigh.

“oh my gosh, you’re such a loser! why him?” your friend laughs at you and you pout.

“he’s cute in, like, a nerdy way! like, he used to help me in class and he’s super sweet too!” you defend your crush and your friend keeps laughing. “you don’t like peter cause you like guys that are toxic.” you shrug.

“hey!”

peter watches you laugh at your friend, crouched on the roof of a building next to you. you like him. you like him. he gets up and starts swinging. the moment he’s in his apartment, peter calls ned.

“she likes me!” peter pulls off his mask.

“context, please” ned sighs.

“y/n. y/n likes me! i heard her! i know what i have to do now!” peter falls onto his bed, gleefully.

“please don’t tell me that you were stalking y/n again.” peter frowns at the disapproval in his best friend’s voice. at peter’s silence, ned groans.

“peter, don’t tell me anything, please. i’m glad y/n likes you, but don’t tell me anything else. i’ll talk to you later.” ned hangs up, leaving peter in silence. peter smiles and pulls his mask on again, before swinging out into the city.

you were lying in bed, watching some show when you heard your window creaking open. someone stepped into your living room.

you got up, “hello?” you call. you grab the straightener on your vanity and creep into the hallway. you look around the corner and see a shadow.

you turn into your room, pointing your straightener right at the culprit.

“i’ve a-already called the cops. get out. now.” they laugh and you can feel yourself shaking. they shake their head and turn around.

you lower your make-shift weapon, “spiderman?”

“i know you didn’t call the cops, y/n.” spiderman pulls his mask off and your confusion intensifies as you see your old classmate. he tosses his mask onto your couch.

“peter? wh-what’s going on.” you can feel yourself freeze as your hand tightens around your straightener. peter’s eyes brighten.

“i knew you would remember me! i heard you talking about me to your friend and i wanted to talk to you myself!” peter smiles, a chill runs down your spine as peter stalks closer. instinctively, you take a step back. peter pauses, hurt.

“why are you moving away from me. you said you like me, y/n.” peter frowns as he feels your fear.

“i’m not moving away, peter. i-i don’t-” you pause, “how did you know about that.” you see peter’s smile drop in the darkness. the silence fills your lungs as peter starts walking towards you again, it feels like you can’t breathe as he traps you. your straightener drops from your hand as you panic.

you keep backing up until your back hits the wall, “it doesn’t matter, y/n. now that i know you love me, we can be together.” his tone changed. you feel real, true fear as you realize there is no way out. his arms cage you in.

“listen, peter, i don’t know what you’re talking about. please just leave. i won’t tell anyone about anything. i’ll just pretend nothing even happened. please just-” peter sighs.

“i didn’t want to resort to this, but i guess i’ll have to.” peter moves away and back towards where he threw his mask. he pulls it on and wiggles his eyes. you sigh and slowly try to move back to your room.

“nope, can’t let you do that!” peter fires a web at you and it sticks to your midsection. and with one pull, you’re pulled into his arms. you try to pull away, hitting at his arms and chest. peter tuts and throws you onto his shoulder.

“peter, please,” you beg, tears stream down your face, “please, let go of me. please i’ll listen to everything you say, just PLEASE-” peter webs your mouth closed.

peter sighs, disappointed, “i wish i could believe you, y/n. but it’s okay. you’ll learn to love me.” you’re manhandled out of your home through the window, and into the sky.

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[harryspet]

Ok hear me out. What about a dark! Peter x villain! or enemy! reader smut?? Just imagine the bondage, the spanking, the hand in your throat 🔥

snitches get spankings | peter parker

[Warnings] dark peter parker x enemy!reader, noncon, web bondage, choking, spanking, aged up peter, little editing

A/N: Your wish is my command ... 

word count: 780 words

As Peter lifted the black masks from your face, you scowled. You pulled at the webs wrapped around your wrist and ankles, your blood boiling with anger. You could see your gun had been tossed to the side … if you could only get free then-

“You’re much prettier than I thought you’d be,” Peter spoke cockily. You had yet to see his face behind the red masks he wore but that mattered little to you. You wore your masks to protect yourself from statements like his. In the criminal underworld, pretty girls were only useful for the auction block. 

You didn’t respond, only spat out the blood from the mouth. 

“You put up a good fight though,” You did. You can see where his suit tore from the bullets that grazed him. Still, you were the one tied up and he was walking freely, “How about you give me some information on the men who sold you that gun?”

Your teeth gritted together, “Do I look like a snitch, spidey-boy?”

Peter’s movements were faster than light itself as he moved to grab your throat. His grip choked you and pulled him closer to where he was crouching beside you. The abandoned construction site was quiet but the sound of the city at night could be heard all around. 

“You look like someone who wants to test my patience,” Peter stated firmly, watching you struggle for air. Peter turned his head, taking a short look around, “We’re about ten floors up. Think you can survive that fall?”

Peter loosened his grip as he witnessed your face turning colors, “Fuck … you.”

Peter’s head cocked to the side, the screen inside his masks giving all the details of your life. He saw it all. The foster families you stayed with and your extensive juvenile record, “Poor little girl,” Peter sighed, “You need some saving, don’t you?”

“I don’t need anything … you can give,” You croaked out. 

You were taken aback as he suddenly reached behind his head to take off his mask. Your mind raced with a million thoughts, your surprise at his handsomeness and his youth but also the fact that he was exposing his identity to you. If he could show you his face, that meant you weren’t walking out of here alive today. 

“What a bad girl ... “ Peter looked you over and you felt his gaze burning into your tight black costume. He grabbed you suddenly, lifted your tied figure into his strong arms. You struggled wildly, screaming curses as he brought you to a wooden crate. He bent your body over the crate, your arms restrained around your back so you couldn’t pull yourself up, “Do you really want to be the villain in the story? I could help you if you helped me …”

“Let go of me!” He held you in place with one hand, the other hand starting to roam over your bottom. The fabric of your clothing was nothing to him, it was like he was tearing open candy bar, and your bottoms fell apart into shreds. 

You knew exactly where things were going but you didn’t expect the hero in the story to be doing them to you, “You piece of-” Your words were interrupted by a sharp spank to your bottom, “You.re dead! You’re fucking dead-”

With each word, each curse, he brought his strong hand down on your bottom. You tortured and killed for money yet your cheeks were heating up with embarrassment. 

Peter liked how quiet you became, how your threats became more strained. He liked how your ass changed colors most. 

He kept going, kept humiliating you until you were begging, “Stop! Please stop!”

Peter’s hand hesitated as he let out a chuckle, “Please? Bet you haven’t said that word in a long time.”

His seemingly endless assault halted but Peter wasn’t done. 

You couldn’t see him from how you were positioned and part of you was grateful for that. It didn’t last long because soon he was lifting you up from the crate and forcing you down to your knees. He held you in place as you tried to shimmy away, tears of humiliation stinging your eyes. 

His hand wrapped around your throat, bringing you closer. You felt his power radiating off of him as he stood over you. He positioned you so you were right at his crotch, looking up at him.

“Are you going to give me the info I want or do I have to stick my cock in your mouth first?”

A small sob left your mouth as you stared up at the handsome hero. You knew that both options he presented would come to fruition.

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[yandere-daydreams]

Excited to see your new fandom list!! Good luck writing for the new fandoms (like BSD), I’m excited to see how you interpret the characters. Since it’s open, could I request a yandere!Peter Parker (MCU) using webs on a Darling? Rest is up to you. Thanks!

He’s a puppy and I shall write him a such. Nothing but respect for my Marvel-Reject of the year. And just in case it wasn’t clear, Peter’s aged-up and most likely working at Stark Industries or with SHEILD. It probably doesn’t matter, but it’s important to me that this makes sense.

TW: Accidental Injury and Bondage.

“I’m sorry… is it too tight?”

Peter never rose his voice, not when he was with you, as soft and as shy as ever, even as he plucked at the webbing strewn around your torso, binding your arms to your sides for the next few hours. He was kind enough to let you lean against the headboard, as he worked, inhaling quickly becoming much more effort than it was worth and thick, sticky strings pressing too harshly into your stomach to be comfortable. You let yourself think about the criminals he fought, for a moment, dwelling on just how suffocating their restraints must’ve been. Hell, you could barely breathe and Peter was being careful, a privilege you doubted many had outside of your ‘relationship’.

You didn’t answer. The more you fed into whatever sick delusional he believed, the more guilty you would feel when he started tearing-up, going quiet, making you look like the sadistic one for not loving the person who’s kidnapped you, rather than the captive of a supposed ‘superhero’. Peter didn’t seem to like your new approach, pouting as he slid off his web-shooters, trying to meet your eyes despite your efforts to focus on the bed’s comforter. 

He was going that… thing, again, the thing that used to break your heart on a daily basis. That slight frown, those concerned puppy-eyes… it was all you could do to keep from giving-in, right there and then. The hand he rested just above your knee didn’t help, just caring, just platonic enough to keep you from drawing back. “Is it your room? You said you didn’t want to stay in the basement, so I thought something more homey would be an improvement,” He explained, free hand moving in random, meaningless gestures, the boy raking his fingers through his hair when he realized he was moving. “But, you still tried to pick the lock… Are you trying to tell me you don’t feel safe? Should I upgrade the security?”

He tried to meet your eyes, smiling nervously. You bit your cheek and looked away.

Sighing, Peter leaned forward, now supporting himself on your thighs. Even with so many years of ‘great power and great responsibility’, he still never seemed to understand just how strong he was, his attempts at a playful squeeze leaving something bruised, if not sprained, on worse days. You could already feel the indents forming on your skin, undoubtedly leaving a mark Peter would fuss and fret over in a few hours. “I need you to talk to me, baby, communication is supposed to be so important for couples.” He was pleading, by now, restraint giving-way to full-blown anxiety, only adding to that tight, bitter knot of guilt forming in the back of your throat. “I need you to tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything, as long as you talk to me.”

Hesitely, you opened your mouth, closing your eyes as you forced yourself to speak. If he wanted you to honest, then fine, you would be honest. “I want… I want to go home, Peter,” You admitted, flinching as you felt his weight shift. You tried to melt into the wooden headboard, but Peter only moved closer, now sitting at your side. “I miss my friends, my family. I don’t want to be here, I never have! You can’t just tie my up whenever I try to leave… I don’t want this.”

As soon as the words left your mouth, the room fell into a tense, stiff silence, Peter not responding, not immediately. After a few seconds passed, you dared to open your eyes, cringing as you scanned over Peter’s blank stare. He didn’t look confused, or angry, or much of anything, really.

He looked like he hadn’t even bothered listening.

“You don’t want to be here…” He mumbled, shaking his head, like the words just didn’t make sense to him. You wouldn’t have been surprised if they didn’t, at this point. “No, if you didn’t want to be here, you wouldn’t love me.” His hand moved up to your hip, the boy leaning far too close for your comfort. His grip was crushing, but if Peter noticed he was hurting you, he didn’t show it, too busy blinking away his own tears to notice yours. “And you can’t not love me.”

You were familiar with how quickly he could break you, by now, the bone and skin beneath his hands beginning to ache. Cringing, you began to struggle against his webs, if only to get his hands off of you.. “Peter, you’re-”

“I love you so much, you have to love me. You have to want this, I want this.” Once again, his hold around you tightened, a burning pain suddenly racing through your side. You went rigid, curling into yourself, but Peter only buried his head in the crook of your shoulder, his hands thankfully wrapping around your waist, pulling you into his chest. “I’ll take you somewhere safer! You must not like the guestroom… you’ll have to stay with me, from now on. I’ll show you that you want this.”

Again, you didn’t respond, but Peter didn’t seem to care. You could feel his chest hitching, sobs stifled by your skin as he muttered things you couldn’t hear and made promises you hoped he wouldn’t keep, but you were beyond the point of caring about his breakdowns. He would do whatever he thought was best, in the end, and…

And you would wish you never opened your mouth.

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