Summary: Tom and Y/n have been in a relationship for 2 years and it's always hard with the rumours and the distance. This time just became harder. (Inspired by the song "Unsaid" by Ruel)
Warnings: Angst!, bad ending, Tom being a dickhead sometimes, mentions of cheating, swearing.
Word count: 7.5k +
The Girl Of The Bar
Summary: Tom falls in love with you, the girl his brother (Harry) loves.
Warnings: Angst!, mentions of sex, swearing, insinuation, good ending.
Word count: 9k +
Blue Roses
Summary: Y/n is in love with his bestfriend Tom. The problem? He is already in a relationship.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy ending!
Word count: 2.6 k +
The Longest Night
Summary: Tom confronts you because he is tired of being your fuck-friend. Insipired by the song: FRIENDS - Chase Atlantic. Tom Holland! x Reader!
Warnings: Swearing, suggestive, Angst! with good ending. Fluffy end!
Word counter: 1.7k +
Chamomile Tea
Summary: Where Tom takes care of you during your period.
Warnings: None, just pure Fluff!
Word counter: 1.2k +
R.I.P To The Old You
Summary: Tom has been changing a lot lately, that doesn't mean it's a bad thing, does it?
Warnings: ANGST!, swearing, bad ending!
w/c: 3.4k +
Christmas Movie
Summary: You love watching Christmas movies and you know Tom does too.
Warnings: Nothing, is pure Fluff!
w/c: 908
In The End
Summary: You and Tom are triying to get to his parent's house for new year's.
Warnings: a little angsty but fluff in the end.
w/c: 1.5k +
Ghostface
Summary: You decide to prank you boyfriend and friends... sweet sweet revenge. (Based on this request - HERE - )
Warnings: Mentions of blood, injuries, serial killer!, a bit of dark humour at the end. (Let me know if I missed something)
W/C: 1.1k+
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SMAU! TOM
Happier
Status: Complete
Summary: Frat!Tom is in love with his bestfriend's girlfriend but he tries to hide it. Tom wishes that he could tell you the truth, that you would be happier with him.
Warnings: Mentions of cheating, Angst!, swearing, mentions of sex, alcohol, kind of Fluff!
Number of chapters: 10
Public Eye
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Tom have a two-year relationship far from the public eye, but you're just tired of being a secret.
Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive, Angst!
Number of chapters: 6
The Art of Eye Contact
Status: Complete
Summary: You broke up with him hoping not to see those beautiful brown eyes again. You knew if you two made eye contact again it would be the death of you.
Warnings: Alcohol, mentions of sex, angst!, fluff!, strong vocabulary. Read at your own risk.
Number of chapters: 7
SERIES! PETER
Choices | Series Masterlist
Summary: Everybody forgot who Peter Parker was. All his world tunerd grey until he met you and you started dating. It could have been perfect if it wasn't for the fact that MJ comes back and, surprise! She remembers EVERYTHING.
Warnings: Pure Angst!, fluff!, swearing, some little descriptions of sex. +18
Number of chapters: 3
Perfectly Wrong | Pt. 1 / Pt. 2
Summary: Peter tries to make up and get you back. Based on this request - HERE -
Warnings: A bit Angst!, Fluff!, mentions of alcohol.
w/c: 1.7k+
ONE SHOTS! PETER
Goodbye
Summary: You only have a couple minutes left and you still have to say goodbye.
Warnings: ANGST! (in capital letters). Mentions of dead, Mentions of Blood, Injuries.
w/c: 2.1k +
Don't Leave Me
Summary: You and Brad have been dating on secret and Connor is in love with you but you don't want to be in the middle of them.
Warnings: Angst!, Swearing.
Word count: 1.1k +
I Fucking Hate You!
Summary: You and Brad have to do a project together. It's not easy when you hate each other.
Warnings: Smut! +18, swearing.
Word count: 1.3k +
You're So Blind
Summary: You're in love with your bestfriend Brad.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy!Ending.
Word count: 1.4k +
What Are You Talking About?
Summary: The morning after you had sex, Brad pretends nothing happened between you two.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Swearing, Angst! With good ending.
Word Count: 2k +
I'm Here
Summary: You have an anxiety attack and Brad helps you.
Warnings: Anxiety, Fluff!, Insinuation.
Word count: 987
I Met Him At A Festival
Summary: You meet Brad at a Festival and you think he just wants you for sex. But what if he doesn't?
Warnings: Suggestive, Fluffy!Ending.
Word count: 1.9k +
I Won't Surrender With You
Summary: You are admitted to hospital while Brad is on tour. When you tell him, he'd rather continue the tour than go with you.
Warnings: Angst!With bad ending, Swearing, Mentions of cheating.
Word count: 2k +
Jealousy Punishment
Summary: You go with your boyfriend, Brad to a party. A guy starts flirting with you and of course Brad doesn't like it so he shows you who you beling to.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Possessive, Angst!, Sub!reader ร Dom!Brad, Swearing, Orgasm denied. Minors do not interact!
Word count: 4.5k +
It Was Supposed To Be A Surprise
Summary: You accidentally find the engagement's ring Brad has for you.
Warnings: Fluff!
Word count: 999
Future
Summary: Brad watches you babysitting and can't help but think about the future.
Warnings: Pure Fluff!
Word count: 1.2k +
Pancake Morning
Summary: Brad takes his bestfriend (You) on tour with him. One morning he just becomes oddly horny and can't stop looking at you.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Sub/Dom!Brad x Sub/Dom!Reader, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Fluffy!Ending. Minors DNI!
Word Count: 2.9k +
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SMAU! BRAD
Jealousy, Jealousy
Status: Complete
Summary: Brad gets Jealous of your friend's brother.
Warnings: Swearing, Jealous.
Number of Chapters: 1
I Hate That I Love You
Status: Ongoing
Summary: You and Brad have been hating each other for over two years. Maybe that hate can turn in something else when you have to fo a project together.
Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive.
Number of Chapters: Not defined yet
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SERIES! BRAD
Just Sex | Pt.1 | Pt.2
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Brad have a strict relationship of just sex without feelings. But, What happens when you start falling in love with him?
Warnings: Smut! +18, Swearing, Angst!, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it), minors dni!
Number of Chapters: 2
When The Show Ends | Pt.1 | Pt. 2
Status: Complete
Summary: After seeing Brad using that red shirt on that concert you become oddly Horny
Warnings: Smut! +18, Dom!Brad x Sub!Reader, Spit Kink, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Minors dni.
Number of Chapters: 2
SMAU! TOM AND BRAD
Wrong or Right
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Tom are in a relationship but things aren't the same as before and then you meet Brad.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy!, swearing, mentions of sex, Reader ends with Brad.
Summary: You write a letter to let go of your feelings about Brad but he ends up reading it.
Warnings: Pure Angst!, Brad being kinda an idiot, fluff!
w/c: 3.4k +
a/n: Enjoy this story! I am still alive. As always, comments, reblogs and likes are completely appreciatedโค๏ธ. Gif not mine.
I didn't know you. Or at least that's what I told you when I met you. I lied, clearly I did know you, I knew who you were.ย
I didn't want to lie to you, I swear the rest of our interactions were completely sincere and honest. I know it's not right to start... whatever it was this way but I didn't want you to think that this was just because of your fame, your music or because I was just a โfanโ of yours because that wasn't the case. Knowing who you were and knowing you are two very different things.
The only thing I wanted was to see where it all went, I got my hopes up too high, I got carried away by a useless dream and I created unrealistic expectations that, even though I knew they were never going to be fulfilled, I kept them because the human brain works wonders, we idealize situations and then we crash to the ground, that's exactly what we do.
Damn it, why did I have to fall in love with you? you didn't belong to me then and you would never be mine. I should have built a wall, or at least I should have realized that you had already built one between us from the beginning.
I was blind, I was deaf and also mute. Only if it allowed me a little more time with you.
That day at the lake, you started to play an improvised melody but you were so good with the guitar that it seemed you had rehearsed it a thousand times. โHow did you get that?โ you asked referring to the scar under the crease of my elbow on my forearm.
โYou don't want to knowโ I shook my head as I laughed. I was embarrassed by the story behind that scar.
โIf I wanted to know before, now even moreโ He smiled mischievously.
โI was 20, had a boyfriend and my first carโ I summarized the story but he didn't seem to get it. โWhat I'm trying to say is that we fucked in my car and I got burned by the car mat because of the rubbingโ I said offhandedly, I felt pink flood my cheeks. โI told you you didn't want to know.โ
He laughed with his head back and stopped playing that impromptu tune. โThat's an amazing story for a scarโ he laughed even more.
โI'm amazing, you shouldn't be surprisedโ I winked at him as I smiled and leaned my body back on my hands on the plaid fabric.
โI'm just amazed at how cool you areโ You smiled as you watched me and the whole world disappeared around me.ย
You played that tune again but this time mumbling something, I couldn't identify what it was but I liked listening to you humming and playing with your fingers on the strings of that wooden guitar.
Later that day, when we decided to go back home, the car tire got stuck in a muddy hole. We were in the middle of nowhere, we only had each other.
โI swear that mud hole wasn't there when we left the carโ He looked at me apologetically.
โIt's okayโ I laughed and shook my head as I felt the black clouds gather above us. โLet's try to move it before the pit gets any bigger and we can't get it out.โย
โOkay, try to speed it up while I push it from behindโ He proposed and I nodded. I rounded your car and climbed into the driver's seat, started the car and prepared to accelerate.
โ1... 2... 3...โ You pushed the car and I accelerated, I heard the wheel of the vehicle squealing and you complaining, you were yelling something but I didn't hear you until I stopped accelerating. You were asking me to stop.
โWhat happened? Did I hurt you?โ I got out of the car totally pale as paper and scared to death. That's when I saw you, your white shirt totally muddy and covered in mud. The wheel had splashed all the water and mud from the puddle and had smeared it all over you. I laughed like never before in my life when I saw you like that. โSorry, I didn't hear youโ I continued laughing as you brushed some mud off your cheeks and chin.
โI see you didn'tโ you laughed with me and shook your head. โAt least you already emptied the hole and it's out of waterโ you laughed again. โLet's try it againโย
โVery wellโ I got back in the car and accelerated when you indicated. The wheel squeaked again but this time the car started to move forward slowly.ย
โTurn left!โ you shouted and so I did, I immediately turned left. โPut your foot down!โ You exclaimed again and before you finished saying it my foot was already stepping on that accelerator as if my life depended on it. A few seconds later it started to rain but the car pulled out of the hole.
โWe did itโ I exclaimed getting out of the car not caring about the rain. You ran to hug me and I felt my dress get muddy but I didn't care. I loved being in your arms as much as I loved the smell of coffee in the morning.
The rain was getting us wet, we were covered in mud and maybe we would have a cold the next day but that didn't matter.ย
โWe are a good teamโ You said with a smile. Words that to this day it pains me to remember. I don't know if you lied or if you just didn't know what it was like to be a team.ย
You took my face in your hands and kissed me in the rain, as clichรฉ as a romantic movie I was grateful to live with you.ย
โWe're getting wetโ I murmured against your lips, the taste of your kisses tasted sweet like the wine we shared at the picnic.ย
โLet's get in the car thenโ We walked to the car still with our lips against each other, I couldn't get enough of you and the way your hand rested against my waist made me understand that you needed more too.ย
We got into the back of the car and I sat on your lap. Your hands slid one of the straps of my dress under my shoulder and your lips kissed the crook of my neck.ย
โMaybe it's my turn to get one of those scarsโ You smiled running your thumb over that mark on my forearm and your eyes found mine. I knew exactly what you meant and I was more than determined to give it to you.ย
I would have given you all of me if I could have.
Maybe your memory of that moment is different from mine, after all our memories are only memories of the memory and not of the original moment, we lose more and more details no matter how much we want to keep it complete.
A couple of days later I saw you in an interview and smiled when I heard your cold voice. At that moment I was drinking lemon tea and had a handkerchief next to me. Only you and I knew how it happened.
It was only 3 months, whatever it was... it didn't take much for me to fall in love with you and I don't know why just one day you decided you didn't want me in your life anymore. There were no explanations. You just stopped responding, for a long time I felt that you at least owed me an explanation. I felt it was the least I deserved but maybe I wasn't important enough for you, maybe you didn't think I deserved an explanation.
I'm not writing this for you, I'm writing it for me. I want to try to understand why the fuck you ended this so abruptly without even saying goodbye. You just walked away! You just walked away and left me wondering what I did wrong.
Today, I finally come to the conclusion that maybe we led very different lives, maybe you felt that I would never understand and that this from the very beginning was meant to be a passing thing and nothing more.
I'm okay with that, I am. Or at least I was until you decided to use my story for one of your damn songs and have everyone link it to your current girlfriend. You used me for a song and never had the decency to write a simple text that said โI'm sorryโ It's not that fucking hard! I hate you, I hate you I hate you I hate you for making me love you and then walk away like nothing happened.
I hear she's gentle, I hear she's pretty and reserved. Everything you've always wanted.ย
From the bottom of my heart I just want you to be happy, I just want someone to love you like I wanted to.
I use this letter to say goodbye to the part of me that loved you, I use this letter to let you go and move on with my life like you did with yours.
You are now a stranger that I used to know, our thing never happened.
I closed the letter and put it in a cream colored envelope, placed your name on it and put it inside the book I was currently reading.ย
I went on with my life without knowing about yours, one month turned into two and two turned into four. I went on with my life. The only thing that connected me to you was Kirstie even though she didn't know we ever met. I never told anyone but my dog and, lucky for me, she's great at keeping secrets.
โY/n?โ Kirstie asked as she watched me fiddle around on her piano.
โY/n?โ I spoke without looking at her.
โYou know I usually take books from your bookshelf to read them and then put them back where they belong?โ she observed me with detempt.
โYes, I know that.โ I nodded as I lifted my gaze to finally look at her.
โWell... last week I picked up a book that was right at the bottom of your shelf getting dusty to read just because I thought it was interesting and something fell out of it.โ
โA divider?โ I asked. โMaybe I didn't finish it but you can take it off and use it yourself, no problem.โ I added without giving it much thought.
โNo...โ He sighed deeply. โWhat fell out of it was some kind of envelope. It had Bradley's name on it and it wasn't sealed.โ
Color left my face, I had forgotten about that letter.
โI didn't read itโ He continued speaking. โAt least not all of it, just the first part.โย
โIt's fineโ I said without further ado. โAnd where is it?โย
โI sent itโ He mumbled.
โWhat do you mean you sent it? Who did you send it to?โ I asked with confusion.
โTo Bradley. I only read the first part and thought it was a letter you forgot to send. I felt he should have it.โ The tone in her voice was apologetic, my face telling her that letter was never planned to be sent.
โFuck, Kirstieโ I inhaled deeply. โNo one was ever supposed to read that letter, it was just for meโ I clarified as I ran my hands through my hair. โWhen did you send it?โย
โThree days agoโ She bit her lip.ย
It should have reached him by now.
โNo wayโ I covered my face with my hands. โDamn itโ I mumbled. โYou know he has a girlfriend, right?โ I scolded her.
โI didn't read the letter, y/n. I don't know what happened between you twoโ She excused herself.
โI know you didn't mean it badlyโ I sighed โI never told you what happened between us.โย
โWell?โ he asked. โWhat happened between you twoโ
โCarpet burn is about meโ was all I managed to tell him. โI'm the one with the scarโ I stood up. โI should go.โ I grabbed my coat.
โI'm sorry! I didn't mean to cause trouble.โย
โDon't worry, he might not even read it and if he does he won't care, that was a long time ago.โ I slipped my coat on. โWe're fine.โย
I left her apartment without another word, I needed to be alone, I needed to assimilate that my feelings had been revealed to the world. I got in my car and drove home in the rain. I was so distracted that I arrived on autopilot, I didn't even notice.
I got out of the car and entered the apartment I lived in using the key. I climbed the stairs to the fourth floor and there he was. Soaking wet, his eyes met mine as soon as he realized I was standing in front of him.
โHow did you get in?โ I asked neutrally.
โI went in with the elderly couple who live just down here. They recognized me and let me come in to wait for you so I wouldn't get wet outsideโ he stood up.
โYou used to come here a lot but that was a long time agoโ I played it down. โWhat are you doing here?โย
โThe letter you sent me-โ
โI didn't send it to youโ I interrupted before he finished speaking. โYou weren't supposed to read that letter.โ
โThen how?โ
โHow did you get it?โ I interrupted him again โKirstie sent it, she thought that... I don't know what she thought, she sent it without reading itโ I walked past him so I could open the door to my apartment.
โI see...โ He nodded and walked in behind me into my apartment. I didn't stop him.
I grabbed a towel from the closet and passed it to him, โdry yourself, you're wringing.โ
โThank youโ She dried her hair and a stony silence pervaded the entire apartment.ย
โSo you read the letter and now what?โ sighed I. โI don't understand what you're doing here.โ
โTo be honest, I don't. I read the letter and I thought you sent it to me because you wanted to talk to meโ He took off his draining jacket and put it on the kitchen counter.
โWell I didn'tโ I folded my arms. โI only wrote that letter to get it off my chest and bury that damn feeling once and for all.โ
โIf I remember everything that happened and don't act like it didn't happen, y/nโ he stepped forward. โBack then I went through a lot and walked away from all the people I cared about. When everything was better I felt like I had been through too much and it didn't seem fair to just come back into your life just like that.โ
โDon't talk like you know it's fair and it's not fair to me. You have no rightโ The anger I was hiding now took hold of me. โYou left, just one day you stopped responding and you cut me out of your life like a used and old item. What the fuck is wrong with you?โ
โI didn't see it that way, I don't know what I was doing.โ He took another step forward.
โWhat you did was spend time with me and treat me like your girlfriend, sleep with me, make me tell you all my secrets and then disappear overnight like a fucking coward. You looked for another girl, pretended nothing happened and then used my fucking story for one of your fucking songsโ I took a step back.
His eyes searched for anything to focus on other than me, he looked embarrassed. He couldn't even look at me. But it wasn't just the fact that he had written a song about me, no. There was something else, something else that embarrassed him. He raised his eyes to mine again and then I understood... then I understood.
โYou didn't rememberโ Now it really hurt like hell. โYou didn't remember that I was the one who told you that story or did you?โ I snorted. โWow... You forgot I was the one with the scar from the rug burnโ I laughed unfunnily. โThis just keeps getting better and better.โ
โSorry, you said it in your letter. Memories are the memory of the memory. It was all a blur.โ He apologized.
โFuck youโ I denied and felt so much anger inside me that tears welled up in my eyes. โYou're such a scumbag.โ
โY/n... I never meant to hurt youโ he tried to take my hand.
โWhat the fuck is your problemโ I snapped. โYou think you can go through life deluding girls by telling them 'we're a great team' and then just disappear just like that? No, Bradley, you can't do thatโ I looked at him totally broken, I wanted him to realize what he had done, I wanted him to understand that this was his fault.
โI'm sorryโ He apologized again.ย
โIt doesn't matterโ I denied โWhat's done is done. Now you can go back to your girlfriend and your precious life and carry on as if this never happened. No one knows about it besides the two of us, after all.โ
โI don't have a girlfriend and I don't have a precious lifeโ I saw his eyes crystallize, I had never seen him like this. โShe broke up with me.โ
I folded my arms and stared at him โI'm sorry for youโ
โThat's not trueโ He denied.
โIt's true, I'm not sorryโ I shrugged. โI'm not your consolation prize I'm not your friend either. You made it very clear that I'm nobody to you.โ
โAt least you're honestโ he laughed lightly. โThat's one of the things I always liked about youโ He sighed. โI'm sorry I walked away, I'm sorry I didn't contact you. I've regretted it ever since. I just felt like this would never have worked out.โ
โWe are different, I would have given everything for you and you would have given nothing but crumbsโ I wiped away a tear โNo one can give more than they have.โ
โI let our differences cloud me. I let my doubts get the better of me and I chose not to come back to you when everything got better. I wanted to spare us both a broken heart but now I see that I was a complete idiot and all I did was ghosted you and pushed a wonderful girl out of my life just out of fearโ
โI'm not going back to youโ I denied โIf you hadn't read that letter you never would have come back to get me.โ
โI thought it had been easy for you, I thought you had considered it something passing and ephemeral. When I read that letter I realized that it had meant as much to me as it did to you and neither of us knew how to say it. I put up a wall and pushed you away before I gave you a chance to hurt me. I have trust issues and I projected them onto you. I apologize a thousand times for that.โ
โIt hurts me that it took so long for you to realize thatโ I sighed โBut you're always going to see me like that, a fan you had a fling with and nothing moreโ I inhaled โAnd I don't want to be that, I'm more than just that. Brad. I'm so much more.โ
โYou are so much more, I know you are. It was me who didn't see it because I was blind and ignored what was in front of meโ He took my face in his hands โPlease, I'm sorryโ He pleaded.
โI am not what you are looking forโ I denied โI don't think I am what you want and I am afraid to stay knowing that but I am afraid to leave knowing that I may not be happy with someone that I don't love as much as I loved youโ
โI only ask you to try, I only ask you to let me into your life again. Officially and not on the sly. I want to get to know you, I want this to be real tear down the walls that separate me from you.โ
hi, could you do โwhy donโt we stay at your place tonight?โ with tasm! peter?
yes ๐ฅฐ this will be a little rusty since i havenโt written in a while. i have also made a new masterlist so i will be adding the works from now on to that one~
pairing โญ tasm!peter x reader.
โletโs go!โ peter looked towards you as he heard your voice, watching you standing near the door with your jacket and apartment keys in hand.
โoh, um, i just ordered a pizza.โ he gave you a confused look. he was relaxed on your couch after a warm shower, staring at the small led tv that you and your roommate, sadie, had together contributed for.
โi was thinking we could go to your place.โ you said, trying to sound casual.
โitโs cloudy outside, comโon!โ peter patted the spot beside him on the sofa and even though you wanted nothing more than to climb right into his arms, you stood your ground.
โwell, the weather app said-โ
โoh yeah, because thatโs always right.โ peter chuckled, begrudgingly getting up and walking over to you, the soft sound of his feet against the floor followed by a few drops of rain against your window, โsweetie, you need a new app.โ
you felt his arms wrap around you, making you smile as you looked up at him, wrapping yours around his shoulders, โiโm telling you if we leave right now, weโll be at yours before it starts raining a lot.โ
โwhatโs the big deal with going to my place?โ you looked up at his curious doe brown eyes and let out a sigh. he leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. you closed your eyes as a response, โwhy donโt we stay at your place tonight?โ
โi just... kinda like your place better.โ you gave him a small smile.
โwell, your favourite roommateโs not here tonight.โ he teased, making you roll your eyes. he knew how much you had been wanting to move out and the way youโd been spending more and more time at his placeโ sometimes on days at endโ and slowly shifting your things to his room. his drawer was filled with your favorite clothes (which were mostly his own) and the shelf below his tv was now sporting your books.
โi guess thatโs a plus?โ you said, trying not to sound too mean.
โcome on, we can make your place more fun!โ peter said cheerfully, trying to slide off your jacket. you noticed that instantly and gave him a side-eye.
โand howโs that?โ
โwell, for starters,โ he looked at his vintage wrist watch, the black, leather strap was worn but he refused to change it just yetโ his uncleโs favorite watch, โour pizzaโs five minutes away!โ
you smiled at him, placing the keys back in the bowl, still giving him a challenging look, โand? what else?โ
he seemed to think for a good ten seconds before his face lit up, โwe could have a movie marathon!โ peterโs smile turned into a little pout as you gave him a deadpan, โlet me finish! we could have a movie marathon... in our own pillow fortโ
โinteresting...โ your hands went to hold your jacket as if you were going to take it off, โkeep talking.โ
โwe could grab some popcorn and nachos and those pringles youโve kept reserved for some reason. youโre supposed to eat those, you know?โ you copied peterโs grin at that, taking off your jacket and placing it against the couch.
โiโll get the pillows and the pringles.โ you chuckled and walked to your room.
โiโll get the other snacks!โ you heard peter call as he skipped to the kitchen.
this is short and unpolished but letโs hope i get back into writing! ++ i donโt have a taglist yet, should i make one?
Summary: You and Peter are dating and decide to go to college together so you don't have to break up. What you didn't know is that even if you were together, that didn't mean a happily ever after.
Warnings: Pure Angst!, Peter being kinda an idiot, fluff!, some little descriptions of sex.
w/c: 1.3k +
a/n: Enjoy this chapter! As always, coments, reblogs and likes are completely appreaciatedโค๏ธ. Gif not mine.
Act #1
"Peter! Peter!!!" You ran into his room. "The letters have arrived, the letters are here!" you held up the envelopes in your hand and showed them to him with a smile. The college admission letters had appeared in your mailbox this morning.
You and Peter had agreed to apply to the same colleges, colleges you both liked and felt comfortable at but you wanted to go to the same one, you didn't want to split up. Everyone knows that couples break up after they go to college and you didn't want that to happen to you. Your first choice was Yale, Peter wanted to study science and you wanted to study law so it was a great choice for both of you.ย
You were so excited about this idea that you had already started looking for flats to live together in Connecticut.
"Yes, I just brought mine," he replied enthusiastically. "We agreed to open them at the same time." He reminded you.
"I know, that's why I came" You smiled and sat down on his bed across from him.
"Alright, which one do we open first?" he asked as he looked at the unopened envelopes in front of him.
"Harvard?" you asked.ย
"Alright" He nodded.
You both tore open the envelope together and proceeded to read the letter.
You inhaled deeply as you finished reading, you hadn't been admitted. "I didn't get in" You looked at him with a fixed and somewhat sad look on your face. There were still two colleges left and Harvard wasn't your first choice after all.
"Me neither" You put the letter aside. He was frustrated that he didn't get in but, like you, he had the same thoughts. "It wasn't our first choice anyway." He took your hand in a comforting way and gave you a smile that made you smile too. "Let's open the NYU one."
"Yes" you took the envelope in your hands as he did and both of you opened it. After a moment you look at Peter with a smile. He was looking at you the same way. "Did you get in?" you asked keeping the wide smile on your lips.
"Yes! What about you?" I waited before getting more excited, I didn't want to be a jerk if you didn't get in.ย
"I did get in!" You both gave each other a tight hug and laughed in unison, it was a joy to have gotten into the same university together.
"Alright, only one left" Peter looked at you with a smile. "On the count of three... 1, 2, 3!" you both opened the letter and read it.
The smile on your face, Yale was your first choice and you had got in! you couldn't be happier. You looked up to see Peter and his smile was gone. His eyes were glued to the letter, his eyes were moving from side to side rereading the words on the paper over and over again.
"Peter?" You asked worriedly and walked over to him.
"I didn't get in" He sighed and threw the letter on the floor in a ball. He snorted and looked away.
"Don't be like that" You gave him a sad look and put down your letter leaving it face down. You didn't want to tell him that you got in. "We still have NYU," you tried to comfort him.
"You got in?" He stared at you.
You didn't want to lie but you still did. Peter meant the world to you. "No, I didn't get in" you denied and sighed. "Their loss" you smiled slightly and took his hands.
"Their loss" he nodded and moved in to kiss your lips. "NYU, here we go!" he exclaimed excitedly and kissed you again as you both laughed.
Act #2
You and your boyfriend decided not to move in together and instead live on campus to get the "full college experience" or at least that's what you both said, in reality it was because you didn't have enough money to afford a flat in new york, getting a job was becoming a difficult task.
"Do you need help with that?" asked Peter as he walked towards you inside the dorm.ย
"Peter!" You hugged him and jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist. He held you without a problem, he was spiderman after all. "What are you doing here? I thought you would be unpacking with May" you looked into his pretty eyes.
"I was supposed to but I told him that my beautiful girlfriend was going to need my help and that I was going to be fine" He kissed the tip of your nose making you laugh.
"What a smart boy" you smiled and kissed his lips.ย
"Is your partner not here yet?" He asked.
You shook your head as he set you down again "The office told me she'll be here tomorrow."ย
"That means we have the room to ourselves for today?" he raised and lowered his eyebrows mischievously and pulled you to him by your waist.ย
You laughed and nodded "Now? we haven't even made the bed" you continued to laugh.
"He took you in his arms and threw you on the bed to kiss you and slip his hands down your blouse. "I love college already"
Act #3
"So do you really want to join that fraternity?" you asked as you helped him pack his bag.
They had been at a frat party a week ago and Peter had gotten along really well with the frat boys -omega alpha deta-, so well that they had invited him to join them since they had a room available.
"Yep, the guys are really nice, plus, isn't that part of the college experience?" he smiled.
"Not everyone joins a fraternity in college" you sighed. "I don't know, there's something I don't like about the whole thing, Peter. I don't think they're the right people for you." you admitted.
"I'm going to be fine" He took your face in his hands after closing his suitcase. "It's going to be fine." He assured you and you nodded.ย
You weren't very convinced about it but you trusted him.
"Let's go?" he held out his hand and took his suitcase in the other after hanging up a backpack.
"I'll walk with you" you took his hand and together you walked to the frat house. As soon as you entered you felt how heavy the atmosphere was, perhaps because of the amount of testosterone that abounded in this place. together you entered what you were told was the empty room and left Peter's things on the bed.
"Peter!" exclaimed a light-eyed brunet from the doorframe. "Good to have you here brother" They both walked over and hugged and gave a high five. "You have a strong grip" he laughed.
"Thanks for inviting me" Peter said as he laughed as well. "I like going to the gym" he said matter-of-factly.
"And the beauty next to you is...?" The brunet looked you up and down. His look was more of a predator eyeing his prey.
"This is y/n, my girlfriend" Peter grabbed you by the waist possessively and pulled you to him. He wanted to make the brunet understand that he wasn't available.
"Pleasure..." you replied with a slight smile waiting for him to tell you his name.
"Caleb?" A redhead appeared behind him wearing only a bra and tiny shorts. "Will you be back in bed?" she asked.
"In a second, sweetheart." Caleb spanked her and the redhead walked into the front room closing the door.
You definitely felt uncomfortable.
"Your girlfriend?" asked Peter.
"No," Caleb laughed. "She's just a girl I met a couple of days ago, you can borrow her anytime." Peter and Caleb started laughing.
You stood there watching their exchange of "jokes". You never thought you'd see Peter laughing at something like that let alone with you by his side, this was a rather disrespectful attitude that you didn't like at all.
Worst of all, it felt lonely as the beginning. You were in the first few acts of what seemed to be an overacted play and you dreaded seeing the end.
But your life was never as dramatic as a stupid play, was it?
Summary:ย You and Peter are dating and decide to go to college together so you don't have to break up. What you didn't know is that even if you were together, that didn't mean a happily ever after.
Warnings:ย Pure Angst!, fluff!, swearing, some little descriptions of sex. +18
Authorโs note:ย I am back with a new Peter Parker Series! It had to be angst! ofc. Hope you like it!
CHAPTERS:
One - This is not a stupid theatre play (Is it?)
Two -ย Don't fucking talk to me like that
Three -ย Nosense
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Summary: Peter tries to make up and get you back. Based on this request - HERE - / Part 1 here
Warnings: A bit Angst!, Fluff!, mentions of alcohol.
w/c: 1.7k+
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6 months. 6 months since you closed that door and didn't look back.
Peter tried to look for you the day after you left, but you told him to go away. You told him not to come looking for you again, especially if he hadn't dealt with his shit on his own.
At first Peter begged and pleaded, but when you told him "You're only hurting me more" he understood that you were right. He had been a piece of shit to you and "I'm sorry" without real change was just empty words.
It meant nothing. He had to get better, to suffer, to learn, to do better and, although you definitely didn't owe him anything, he hoped out of the goodness of your heart you'd still be willing to listen to him when all his shit got straightened out.
And that's why he waited 6 months. 6 months in which he really took the time to heal.ย
The first step was to go to therapy, which helped a lot. His psychologist advised him at a certain point to meet with his ex so they could talk about everything and, although at first it seemed like an idea straight out of a madman's confession book, a month ago it didn't seem like such a bad idea and that's why he found a way to contact her and they arranged to meet in a coffee shop.
To Peter's surprise, MJ remembered him, had told him that she had regained her memories some years ago but didn't feel it was right to go back to him after the years had passed. Besides, she wasn't the same person anymore and she was sure he wasn't either.
It was then that Peter, after hearing what MJ had to say, realized that even if he had sought her out and told her everything, things would never have been as they were before. People change, things change and you fit the new version of Peter. He was happy with you... Damn it! You were the only thing that kept him sane and he cursed himself for how he had treated you, how he had made you feel.
And so, without further ado, Parker was able to continue his healing process. The guilt of not having sought out MJ was gone, his vision was finally clear enough. After that he also came to the conclusion that alcohol was not a great ally, he had to moderate himself; maybe it was because he was a spider-man that he doesnโt tolerate much alcohol, it didn't matter too much why, all he knew was that he shouldn't test his luck by getting drunk again.
Six months later here he was, with a bouquet of peonies - your favourite flowers - standing in front of the entrance to block 2 of the university waiting for your English literature class to finish. Peter knew your timetable, had been studying it and had been watching you from a distance so as not to miss the little changes you were going through.ย
He knew you weren't happy, you always stared at the fountain where the two of you kissed for the first time wondering how it had all ended up that way. Parker had to control himself with all his strength more than once not to run and hug you, but not before fulfilling his promise to heal himself.
You didn't want that conversation to be the end of everything. You knew Peter had had a bad time but that didn't make him a bad person. He was just a wounded person who needed to heal and you really hoped that, when he did, he would come to you so that you could begin the process of reconciliation.
And maybe you should get on with your life, stick to how he treated you that last time and not go back to him, as your friends advised you to do. But they didn't know him like you did, they didn't know that during the whole year you were together Peter never raised his voice to you, not even when you did. He was the one who taught you what real, healthy love was, who had helped you grow in so many ways to become the person you were now.
Even if you looked like an idiot, you just wanted to go back to him even if he was an idiot too, so you could be idiots together.
When you walked out the door, you saw it. He was standing there wearing one of his plaid shirts - your favourite, by the way - and holding your favourite flowers. Your face immediately lit up - this was the moment you had been waiting for? It seemed that Peter was looking at you with the eyes of a lover and he had indeed taken the time to heal, you didn't know why or how but there was a glow, an aura, an air about him that told you so.
"Hello" He said almost breathlessly and in a faint whisper. He was afraid you would reject him.
"Hi" You replied with a small smile of amazement and disbelief. You were about to ask someone to pinch you in case this turned out to be a dream.
"I brought you these," he handed you the flowers and ran his hand through his hair, tousling it a little. He had let it grow out and you could see those little waves you liked so much.
"Thank you." You received them and sniffed. You loved their scent. "You look nice," you admitted.
"Thank you" he smiled and looked you in the eye. "Do you want to... Uh" he gulped. "Do you want to take a walk and talk to me?"
There was silence around you, the few people who had stopped to look had already left.
"Sure, why not?" You nodded and began to walk beside him at a quiet but steady pace.
"I like your new cut" he added with his hands in his pockets. "It suits you. "
"Really? It doesn't really suit me" you laughed and shrugged your shoulders.
"Honestly, everything looks good on you" He looked you in the eye and then looked straight ahead again as you blushed.ย
"I haven't heard from you in months, what have you done?" You changed the subject and got to the point. That was why he was here, wasn't it?
"Well I... I went to therapy, I'm still going" he nodded and walked looking at the floor. "I also talked to MJ, my ex from high school." You watched him closely, you were curious what he had to say. "I worked some things out, resolved some doubts" he sighed. "It was a long and gruelling process but I was finally able to move on, I really was."
"I'm glad for that." you said sincerely. "You had a lot of things to sort out.... That and alcohol were not a good combination." You paused for a moment and looked away. It was painful to think about that day.
"I didn't drink again either, one beer is enough." He stopped in front of you and took your hands gingerly. "I'm really sorry for everything I've put you through." The pain and tone in his voice assured you that he was being honest, he really was sorry. "Wait here," he indicated before running to a fast food cart and buying two hot dogs. "Hungry?" he asked as soon as he returned to you and handed you one of the hot dogs. "Just mustard for you."
Your heart went out to him, still remembering the little things about you. "Thank you. You took a bite and both of you walked on. "So it's all settled then?"ย
"Not everything." He denied. "There's still something I want to show you. Something you need to know." He inhaled deeply. "Would you mind going to my flat?"
"Now?" He nodded. "Oh yeah, okay." You nodded too.
You both walked to his flat while you ate and chatted about trivia. The silence wasn't awkward, that was characteristic of when you spent time together.ย
"After you." Peter said after opening the door.ย
You went in first and when he closed the door you followed him into his room. He instructed you to sit on the bed while he went into the bathroom and, when he came out, you just nodded with a smile.
"You don't look surprised." He said with a raised eyebrow.
"Why? Because you're Spiderman? I knew that." You laughed and stood up.ย
"What? How?" Peter asked, confused.
"You'd always disappear and then it would be on the news that Spider-man had saved someone, I found a suit while cleaning your flat once and there was no way a normal human being would lift the neighbour's truck because there was a cat under it." You shrugged. "I just connected the dots."
"Why didn't you ever say anything?" He frowned.
"Because I thought when you were ready you'd tell me, I didn't want to pressure you." You looked him in the eye. "I'm smarter than I look."
Peter was heartbroken to hear you say that. That night, he implied that you were stupid and that his ex was smarter than you. How could he have hurt you so much? You, the person he loved most in the world.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Tears appeared in his eyes. "What I said that night was horrible." He hugged you and collapsed into your arms. "You were right, you've always been right about everything." He clung to you. "I'm an idiot."
"Shh..." you murmured, stroking his hair. This was a new Peter. A Peter who had healed and now understood the magnitude of his mistakes. "I forgive you." you whispered softly and clung to him.
"I will be better, I will do better. I will love you better." He looked into your eyes and pressed his forehead to yours.ย
"I know." You smiled slightly. "We'll do it together."ย
Peter moved close enough to kiss your lips slowly, he wanted the kiss to show you how much he loved you, he regretted it and he had changed.ย
You both knew it would be a long process and a long road, but you would walk it bit by bit, together and always trying to be better.
how about the reader, who is playing a role in the Scream Movie, deciding to prank tom and their friends by borrowing the ghostface costume from set to scare them. Basically recording it to post for promotion. This Is actually what I did to my friends ๐ญ
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Summary: You decide to prank you boyfriend and friends... sweet sweet revenge. (Based on this request - HERE - )
Warnings: Mentions of blood, injuries, serial killer!, a bit of dark humour at the end. (Let me know if I missed something)
W/C: 1.1k+
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Tom still didn't know what your new project was. You had told him that you would have an important role in a big franchise but you hadn't told him more than that, you wanted it to be a complete surprise.
Your friends - and his friends as they were mutual friends of both of you - had arranged to go to the set as they would pick you up and then go for drinks at a nearby pub. They were just supposed to go and watch a bit of the set while you finished changing and taking off your make-up, or at least that's what they thought.
A few months ago, at Halloween, they all agreed to play a prank on you where Tom was supposed to be "possessed" and with Harry's help they had done so many effects and props that you completely believed it. Only to find out it was a joke. It was time for revenge.
You and a couple of friends from the set had an idea in hand, and had even discussed the idea with the director who thought it would be excellent publicity for the new film.
So there you were with a fake wound in your stomach that wouldn't stop bleeding and a fake knife in your hand, you hoped that in the dim light no one would notice the difference between it and the real thing.
As soon as you heard the voice of Tom and friends calling your name in the dark, empty set, you knew it was time to take action. You walked quickly with one hand covering your wound and approached them using your best acting techniques. Clearly, it was all being recorded.
"What are you guys doing here, didn't you see my message? Someone from the cast went crazy and we're waiting for the police" you tried to guide them as best you could to a 'hideout' "shit" you muttered.
"What are you talking about? Wait a minute..." spoke Tom, your boyfriend. "That's real?" He said fitting the pieces together in his head and moved his hand closer to your wound. He just grazed it, but your moan of pain was more than convincing. Now everyone was more than worried.
"Oh my god... I'll call the police" Harry said grabbing his phone so you snatched it away from him as soon as you heard the sound of something metal falling.
"We already called them" you muttered. "They're on their way. We just have to hide until the cops-" a secret compartment opened up in the floor and you fell through it as you screamed. An inflatable mattress was waiting for you below, but they were too scared to have noticed.
"Y/n!" Tom shouted in desperation and Sam covered his mouth with his hands. "Get your hands off me! We have to go get her!" A bead of sweat trickled down his back. This couldn't be happening. "She's my girlfriend, Sam!" Tom tried to struggle but between all the boys they managed to shut him up, there was a killer on the loose and all they needed was for Tom to shout out his exact location.
"Tom you won't be able to find her if you get killed so you need to keep your mouth shut," Harry mutters. "Promise if I take my hand away you'll stop screaming?" he asked and Tom nodded.
"What are we going to do now?" he asked in a low tone of voice and that's when your scream was heard throughout the studio.
"Tom help me!" you exclaimed in desperation. "Please!"
All the boys including your boyfriend ran off in the direction your voice came from. Tom ran faster than the rest but, when they reached the place, the light was very low and you were no longer there.
Or well, you were, only you were already wearing your Ghostface costume, ready for the final scare.
"I can't die, I still can't find a girlfriend!" Tuwaine started hyperventilating.
"I'm still a virgin! I can't die a virgin!" Paddy mentioned.
Harrison placed his hand on Tom's shoulder and Tom couldn't help but turn around with his fists in the air, that was his simp reflex.
"It's me, relax" Haz said holding up his hands so Tom could see them.
"Uhh... guys..." Harry pointed to a spot in front of him. "We've got company" right in front of them was you in full costume.
They all turned to run but as soon as they did they saw someone else standing there wearing the costume, the exact same costume.
They were surrounded. They all raised their fists in the air trying to look brave. In reality some had already wet their trousers.
"What do you want from us?" Your boyfriend exclaimed. "What did you do to my girlfriend?!" he shouted in frustration.
It was time to end the joke.
"I didn't do anything to your girlfriend" you spoke to him disguising your voice so they wouldn't recognise yours. "Because..." you took off your mask and laughed. "I am your girlfriend!" The lights came on as your friends and boyfriend looked on in shock.
"But what-" Haz muttered, trying to catch his breath.
"Don't miss Scream 5, only in cinemas," you spoke into a camera and winked.
"I thought you were dead!" Tom exclaimed and lifted you off the ground over his shoulder. He was a little annoyed... but he also understood that he deserved it, especially after the prank he played on you last halloween. "You little trickster," he laughed.
"So this is the movie you're working on, huh?" Sam asked and you nodded as soon as Tom allowed your feet to touch the ground.
"I have to admit that a prank on your boyfriend and his friends with the theme of the movie is great publicity" He said looking at all the cameras. "But I need another pair of trousers" he pointed to his now damp jeans and laughed embarrassed. "Don't look at me like that, I thought I would die without finding love."
Tuwain sighed "make that two pairs of trousers please and exactly as Harry said."
"Wait a second. This looks like another one of those Horror movies with predictable characters" Sam scoffed.
"What do you mean?" asked Tom.
"Well then... Tom is the main character and possible popular guy, y/n is his girlfriend who turns out to be the killer, Harry is the guy who records everything, I'm the filler character, Tuwaine is the 'coloured friend' - no offence - he clarified. And Paddy is the kid"
"What about me?" Haz raised his hand.
"You're the shallow blonde who dies at the beginning" explained Harry.
"Hey!" Harry groaned but then laughed, "Yeah...makes sense."
They all laughed. Tom knew he had to fight back better next year and you knew he would. This was just the beginning of a new annual prank war.
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NWH! Rough! Peter Parker x Fem! Reader x Tom Holland
Summary: After Dr. Strange's spell goes awry, more than just villains and other spiderman's come through the rift between the multiverses. Peter is at his wit's end, and after his fight with Green Goblin, Peter doesn't care that his celebrity counterpart is in the room...
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A/N: So I changed the timeline a bit to where Peter met the other spidermen just a bit earlier before the villains showed themselves. I know it's a significant change, but it's for plot purposes honestly.
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Genre: Erotica, Angst, Slight Fluff
Rated: Explicit
Warning: Smut, 18+, p in v sex, rough sex, angry sex, rough! peter, tom is a perv, voyeurism, exhibitionism, choking, unprotected sex, Canon Divergent plotline, doggy style, missionary, wall sex, dirty talk, peter is fuckin filthy and ANGRY
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Author: ScariusAquarius
MINORS/AGELESS/BLANKS DO NOT INTERACTย
It was strange to look into the eyes of someone who wasn't Peter Parker. While the man on your couch looked every bit of Peter Parker, it was almost glaringly obvious how much he actually wasnโt Peter.
When the whole ordeal with Dr. Strangeโs spell going haywire because of Peterโs constant changing of the spell had occurred, the rift between the multiverse had completely deteriorated. Villains from other realities were sucked into your universe along with other versions of Peter ...and with the other Peterโs had tagged along the strange enigma that was Tom Holland.
It had been strange to come across the man who you had thought was Peter at first, but found out very quickly that he very much was not your Peter.
It was late in the night; the city had mostly gone to sleep. Peter had sucked himself into trying to find the villains that had come through the rift along with the two other Peterโs that had gotten sucked into your reality, and with him being gone, you had gotten restless and decided to get a late night snack from the local convenience store just down the street from your apartment that had a little fast food stand that was open 24/7.
You hadnโt exactly been paying too much attention to your surroundings when you got inside the store, but when you saw a familiar head of brown hair standing at the counter and speaking softly to the owner, you had become extremely confused.
โPeter? What are you doing here?โ
The man had stiffened, turning around with surprised brown eyes, and you were staring right at your boyfriend. You squinted slightly, confused as you stepped close and spoke to him softly so that the owner, Chavez, wouldnโt hear you.
โPeter, I thought you were on patrol for those villains?โ
Peter looked like a deer caught in headlights, staring at you with a shocked expression before his mouth began to move.
โUm, Iโm terribly sorry, love, but Iโmโฆnot actually Peter.โ
You were dumbfounded by the way he spoke, the British accent catching you off-guard, and you would have laughed had the current circumstances not led you to believe the man.
โWait, are youโฆ.are you like aโฆdifferent Peter?โ
The man looked around to see if it was clear, and he spoke softly to you with a worried andโฆ.confused expression.
โNo, itโsโฆitโs going to sound absolutely bonkers, but IโฆMy name is Tom. I portray Peter in the movies.โ
In the movies? Not-Peter, or Tom as he had called himself, stared at you, seeming to gauge your reaction, and you asked him with a raised brow.
โIn the movies? Likeโฆ.like an actor?โ
Tom nodded his head vigorously, eyes seeming to light up in a way that instantly reminded you of Peter.
โYes, exactly! In my reality, Peter is just a character that I portray. IโฆI was actually filming when something happened. IโฆI just ended up here.โ
You were dumbfounded before you took out your phone and began typing in Peterโs number. Tom looked confused as to what you were doing before you placed the phone up to your ear.
โHello? (Y/n)? Are you okay? What happened?โ
Peterโs voice was borderline frantic, and you almost felt bad about calling him so randomly before you muttered, Tomโs eyes widening slightly.
โUm, Peter? IโฆI think I found another one ofโฆwell, you. He says heโs not you, but he looks literally just like you.โ
The line was quiet for a moment before Peter finally spoke.
โIโm on the way. Where are you?โ
โWell, Iโm actually at Chavezโs convenience store. I got hungry waiting for you. Do youโฆ.want me to take him to my place while we wait for you?โ
Tom was shifting from foot to foot, looking slightly anxious as he watched and listened, and Peter finally spoke after a moment.
โYes, thatโs fine. Iโm about ten minutes away.โ
โOkay. Iโll be here. I love you.โ
Tomโs eyebrows shot up in shock, making you frown at him with a questioning look as you continued to stare each other down.
โI love you too.โ
Peter hung up, and when you put your phone down, Tom blurted out.
โLove you? Are you and Peterโฆtogether?โ
You became even more confused, asking as you tilted your head.
โYes, why? Isโฆum, does my character not fall in love with him or something?โ
Tom looked conflicted on whether or not he wanted to indulge you before sighing.
โDarling, you donโt even exist in my reality.โ
And that was how you found yourself sitting across from Tom in deafening silence back in your apartment. During the time that he had been there, Tom had explained all there was to know about his universe and how Peter was just a comic book character that got turned into movies, which was why Peter looked the way that he did to you (and why the other Peterโs looked vastly different).
Tom had, thankfully, only slightly touched up on the fact that you didnโt exist. You werenโt a comic character, didnโt have an actress counterpart, nor any other multiverse you. You were simply an enigma in a world full of endless possibilities.ย
And somehow, that wasnโt even the slightest bit comforting.ย
So, you and Tom had elected to sit in awkward and stiff silence until Peter was crawling through your apartment window. His eyes were immediately on Tom, and Tom looked starstruck to see his doppelganger right in front of him. Peter, though cautious, carefully stepped around him and gazed at you.ย
His gaze was tired; a hollow reflection within his deep brown eyes that betrayed his faรงade of composure. Peter was subtly shaking; fists clenching and unclenching slightly, and it was almost saddening to you how angry and upset he seemed to be.ย
But this had become the new norm since the whole ordeal with Mysterio had begun: constant stress and tension that never seemed to leave Peterโs body. He was trying desperately to hold it together, and it only made you soften your gaze as you stared up at the young man. Peter asked you softly.ย
โAre you alright? Have you eaten anything yet?โ
His hand reached for yours, and you quietly intertwined your fingers together as you nodded, feeling almost shy by the way Tom was watching you two with acute interest.ย
โIโm okay, and yes, Iโve eaten. I bought Tom and I sandwichesโฆyour sandwich is in the fridge right now.โ
At the mention of the manโs name, Peter frowned and turned around to gaze at Tom. They seemed to stare at one another; sizing each other up before Peter asked him.ย
โWho are you, exactly?โ
Tom straightened up a bit, looking almostโฆexcitedโฆto be speaking with Peter.ย
โMy name is Tom. IโฆIn my reality, Iโm an actor that portrays you.โ
Peter looked caught off guard by the British accent, and you couldnโt help but giggle, whispering to Peter.ย
โI know, the accent caught me off guard too.โ
Tom looked sheepish as Peter glanced at you before he looked back at Tom and then back at you. You murmured softly, placing your hand on Peterโs bicep.ย
โYouโll have to let Dr. Strange know about Tom. If heโs here, thereโs no telling who else could have gotten through. You gotta go see Strange, Peter.โ
Peterโs shoulders tensed, and he turned to you, shaking his head slightly as his eyes closed.ย
โI know, I justโฆI just really, really need a break.โ
Your heart broke at the way Peter seemed to shrink in on himself, and you held him close, whispering as he gathered you up in his arms.ย
โI know you do, baby. Why donโt you stay here tonight? Peter 2 and Peter 3 can take care of themselvesโฆand Iโm sure Ned wouldnโt mind probing the two of them with all sorts of questions to keep them busy.โ
Peter was tempted; absolutely enthralled by the idea of just taking the night to himself, but he knew it wasnโt pliable. As long as those villains were out there, you and his friends were at risk, and Peter wasnโt ready to put you in danger. Peter bit his lip and stepped back, shaking his head.ย
โI want toโฆI want to so badly, but IโฆI canโt. I canโt rest knowing those people are still out thereโฆAs long as theyโre around, youโre at risk. Iโฆ.I donโt want to lose you too.โ
His eyes were shining; glassy with unshed tears, and you felt your heart break all over again. You placed a hand on Peterโs cheek, his hand immediately covering it, and you said sternly.ย
โPeter Benjamin Parker, I am not going anywhere. By the good graces of God, you are stuck with me whether you like it or not. Consider me like a piece of web you canโt get off for the life of you.โ
Peter couldnโt help but to softly laugh, shaking his head as he stared at you before the man softly asked.ย
โWhat would I do without you, my sticky little webster?โ
You shrugged and replied in a deadpan tone.
โCrash and burn, probably.โ
You giggled before kissing his lips, his shoulders immediately relaxing, and you whispered against his mouth.ย
โGo save the world, Spidey. Iโll handle your British devil just fine.โ
Peter looked reluctant to leave you with Tom, but he knew he had to do it. Deep down, Peter knew that you could handle yourself, he just didnโt know if he trusted his doppelganger. Because of that notion, Peter turned and gave Tom a hard look.ย
โListen, if anything happens to (Y/n)...if you get any funny ideas, I wonโt hesitate to hang you from the Statue of Liberty by your underwear, got it?โ
It had meant to come off as threatening, but you couldnโt help but to chuckle, Peter giving you an exasperated look while Tom nodded.ย
โYou have my word, mate.โ
Peter nodded before he looked over at you with a softened gaze.ย
โI love you. Pleaseโฆplease call me if anything happens. Iโll come as soon as I can.โ
You nodded, replying back gently as Peter slipped his mask back on.ย
โI love you. Be safe.โ
Peter slipped out of your window without another word, and you and Tom were left standing awkwardly in the silence before you glanced over at him with a questioning expression.ย
โUmโฆdo you like board games?โ
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For over two hours, you and Tom had played Monopoly, exchanging questions and answers with every roll of the dice. In return for you answering questions about his universe, you answered his questions about your verse. It was strange speaking to him at first; still not used to seeing Peterโs face and hearing a British voice instead, but you found that Tomโs charismatic demeanor was comforting.ย
It reminded you of the Peter you had fallen in love with before everything had gone to shit, and because of that, it was easy to like Tom. He was naturally very good at strategy, you had learned, as he had bought almost half of the properties on the board; even the blue ones, before you could even make your first official walk around the board.ย
When you and Tom had reached a stalemate, you huffed and placed the rest of your money on the board before asking him.ย
โSoโฆIโฆ.I really donโt exist where youโre from?โ
Tom shook his head, almost looking apologetic.ย
โNo, you donโt. I honestly was very surprised when you came up to me and calling me Peter at the store. I was trying to figure out who you were, but you were never a character in the comic books, let alone the movies. I donโt know anybody who looks like youโฆbut now I kind of wish I did.โ
He was naturally flirty, so much so that it had your ears burning, and you shook your head at him before looking away.ย
โItโsโฆitโs so weird to hear someone say that I donโt exist anywhere else but here. It makes me wonder ifโฆif maybe Iโm a ... .a glitch or something.โ
Tom was surprised before he stated gently, leaning forward slightly.ย
โDarling, Iโm sure thereโs an explanation. Your presence, whether an absolute enigma or not, is still important. Whileโฆwhile this universe is slightly different from what Iโm used to, I can tell you that your presence must mean something. You and Peterโฆitโs so natural that it makes me second guess why you donโt have a counterpart in my world.โ
Your cheeks became hot, and you muttered as you sat back against the couch.ย
โYou flatter me too much, and youโll be hanging by your underwear soon.โ
โYeah, that wasnโt very creative, wasnโt it?โ
You both chuckled before you yawned and stood up. Tom stared at you for a moment with a questioning glance; almost as if he was questioning where to sleep, and you gestured to the couch.ย
โYou can sleep here. I donโt have an air mattress nor an extra bedroomโฆ.and Peter would probably get grumpy if I let you sleep in our bed. I have a ton of extra pillows and blankets though, so just let me know if you need them.โ
Tom nodded and you glanced down at his jeans and nice button-up, humming.ย
โIโm sure Pete wouldnโt mind if I let you borrow a pair of pajama bottoms or gym shorts, so let me grab those for you and let you get to bed. Iโm sure youโre tired after the day youโve had. I know I am.โ
Tom chuckled before he thanked you softly.ย
โThank you, love. I know this is probably very strange for youโฆdefinitely is for me.โ
You nodded at him, giving him a soft look as you disappeared into the bedroom to grab a pair of pajamas for Tom.ย
โItโs not a problem, truly. Justโฆ.please donโt tell Peter about me not existing in your world. Iโm afraid of what the news will do to him, honestly.โ
Tom looked saddened by your words; as if you had just sprung a sword straight through his chest, and the man simply nodded once before vowing.ย
โI promise I wonโt.โ
And just like that, a whole new interesting week began.
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You and Tom got along surprisingly very well. Whereas his personality could be extroverted and excited, you were more docile and calm; simply listening to the boy rant about everything yet nothing at the same time. It was strangely reminiscent of Peter, which had brought you strange yet welcomed comfort.ย
Peter had stopped by often after Tom's arrival, not enjoying that there was another him in his shared flat with you but being unable to voice his discomfort due to the fact it was your generosity and his own fault that had Tom here in the first place.ย
Peter tried to keep you updated about everything since he didn't want you anywhere near the Sanctum Sanctorum as long as he had all the villains contained there. Peter had told you about his plan to cure these people, to save them from their fates before sending them home, and while you admired Peter's righteousness, you couldn't help but wonder if it would matter in the end.ย
You, in turn, told Peter about how your days spent with Tom were. You had actually taken him out of the apartment earlier in the week when Tom began to get cabin fever, and you practically boasted about how well Tom really portrayed Peter when out in the public eye.
It made Peter's skin crawl and his eyes turn green.
Peter didn't bother to voice his jealousy, but you could tell that Peter was envious of the man by the way Peter kissed you for a few more seconds, held you closer and tighter, and spoke huskily in your ear whenever Tom was immediately present.ย
But you couldn't deny that you liked this side of Peter.ย
But actions had consequences, and you were starting to add to Peter's stress.ย
A few days later, something went awry in Peter's plan. You werenโt exactly sure what it was, but when Tom showed you the Daily Bugle report broadcast and found out Aunt May was gone, you were distraught and worried for Peter beyond belief. You had begun pacing back and forth in front of the TV, phone in hand and desperately trying to get a hold of Peter with no luck.ย
Tom had retreated to the bathroom for just a moment when the front door practically burst from its hinges. It caused you to gasp and spin around in fright until you spotted Peter.
But Peter did not look alright.
There was a dark anger in his eyes; an acute dangerous gleam within those pretty browns you enjoyed gazing into during the late hours of the night, and you noticed how injured he was from his fight with the Green Goblin. Peter was frighteningly still, his breathing so quiet you were sure he was holding his breath, and he began stalking you like prey.ย
"Peter?"
He had crossed the room in no time, slamming you up against the wall and absolutely ravaging your lips like no other. His lips were cold, skin wet with blood, sweat, rain, and tears, and his suit was soaked through, steam subtly rising from how hot his body temperature was. Peter had slotted himself between your legs as one hand roughly clutched the back of your neck and the other painfully gripped your hip hard enough that you knew there would be bruises.ย
Tongues and teeth clashed for a moment as you melted into him, and Peter began to harshly suck and nip at your neck as his hand desperately shoved itself under your shirt to clutch at your chest and pinch a sensitive nipple between his thumb and index finger.ย
"Ah, Peterโฆ! Weโฆwe have a guest."
"Stop talking."
He hissed at you cruelly, voice raspy and dark with anger and despair, shutting you up with a rough kiss, and you held onto his shoulders shakily. Peter leaned down again, sucking hickies into your neck until the marks bled, and you whimpered loudly. Peterโs hand ghosted down your pants, fingers pressing against your warm cunt to find that you were absolutely soaked for him.ย
Peter froze his kisses, his gloved fingers still toying with your wet entrance as the boy slowly glared almost murderously over his shoulder towards the hallway where he knew Tom was standing, listening and watching with perverse interest. Peter couldnโt even care anymore. There was nothing holding him back; nothing that he cared about except you, and Peter turned back around to harshly bite at your collarbone.ย
"Peterโฆ!"ย
You mewled when his fingers sunk into you, the digits curling and thrusting and twisting until you were shaking and bracing yourself against the wall for some type of leverage. Peter continued to thrust his fingers, grinding his hard-on against your leg for some friction as he finger-fucked your sopping cunt. A few more thrusts, andย he became annoyed with your shirt covering your chest.ย
Peter pulled his fingers out of you to rip open your shirt into pathetic tatters. You gasped in surprise, eyes wide before you hissed as Peter began to roughly suckle and grope at your breasts. His mouth was hot, encasing your nipple and tongue flicking back and forth against the nub so fast that electricity was running down your spine.ย
You bit your lip, trying to contain your noises so Tom wouldn't hear you, and Peter's eyes looked at you; that same dangerous darkness swirling in them as before.ย
If looks could kill, you were sure that you would be dead 100 times over.ย
Your lips parted, a shaky exhale leaving your mouth, and Peter let your breasts go to hiss into your lips, tearing your shorts and underwear apart roughly and making you whimper.ย
"Don't you dare be quiet. I don't give a damn who hears. I need you."
Your eyes were wide, and Peter fumbled with his suit slightly as he moved as fast as he could to get it off. His black briefs were tented, a dark wet spot showing his evident arousal and need, and you gently cupped his cock through his underwear; palming and gripping him through the material. Peter immediately groaned before he slammed your hands up against the wall, growling.
"Keep those fucking hands there until I tell you to move them."ย
His dominance was so sudden and new; a vast void filled with nothing but unashamed desire and all-consuming lust that gave him absolutely no inhibitions. It seemed that Aunt May's death had driven Peter to a point of no return with his rage and stress, and he had finally snapped, but you did not fault him for it.ย
Instead, you desperately pleaded with him within a breathless whimper, voice quiet and knowing all-too-well that a , well, Peeping Tom was staring at you both with a macabre curiosity that had your sopping cunt gushing with need.ย
"Peter, pleaseโฆ.please kiss me."ย
Peter's lips immediately crashed into yours, and you moaned into his lips as he shoved his briefs down and let his red, swollen, and leaking cock bounce out of its cotton prison. Peter was all over you, smothering you and keeping you tucked into his body so close that you realized he was shielding you as he forced you to wrap your legs around his waist. Did he realize what he was doing? Did he realize he was trying to protect you from some unseen force?
You didn't have any time to contemplate because Peter was already slipping inside of you and stretching you so deliciously that you couldn't help but moan out his name and clench your fists. You took them off the wall to clutch at his hair, and Peter pulled back immediately, his hand going to your throat and squeezing.
"What did I say?"
He was controlling the situation; trying to grasp that last sense of stability he had, and you were playing a very dangerous game. You knew you had to keep your hands on the wall until Peter said otherwiseโฆbut you couldnโt help but wonder how much you could push him before he finally snapped completely.ย
And Peter knew that.ย
His hips were brutal as he fucked you, keeping a firm hold of your throat with one hand and clutching your wrists in the other. His lips were brushing against yours, not quite kissing you but just close enough for your hot breath to ghost against his mouth. Peter was glaring down at you, jaw clenched and eyes practically black as he fucked your poor hole.
You were mewling, eyes rolled into the back of your head as you arched and squirmed within his grasp, and Peter moved his hand from your throat to clutch at your knee. He maneuvered it over his shoulder, angling his hips so he had the perfect angle, and you cried out his name desperately.ย
"Peter!"
"You're so goddamn gorgeous, taking my cock like this, baby."
His voice was low and dangerous and so hot, and you pushed against his hand that had your wrists pinned against the wall. Peter tightened his grip for a moment before slipping out of you. You whined from the empty feeling before gasping as Peter spun you around and slammed you up against the wall once more. You splayed your hands out over the white paint, and groaned when Peter clutched at the hair at the back of your neck, locking his fingers into place and tugging.ย
Peter slipped back inside of you, and you cried out when Peter spanked your ass hard, your skin immediately feeling hot and stinging from the impact. Peter was towering over you, his chest pressed against your back and his voice was hot and low against your ear.
"I fuck you so good, don't I, baby?"
"Ah! Y-yes, Peter! Yes!"
You had tears in your eyes from how deep Peter's cock was reaching inside of you, feeling so full and legs already aching as Peter thrust inside of you. Your fingernails had scratched some of the paint off the wall long ago, but you didn't care.ย
You'd love to look at the marks and be reminded of the night Peter fucked you like an animal.
Peter was huffing and grunting, his balls slapping noisily against your skin, and you were still acutely aware of eyes on the two of you. A part of you felt embarrassed; ashamed, even, that Tom could hear and see everything happeningโฆbut there was another part, a dark and naughty part, that enjoyed the knowledge of Tom watching his doppelganger fuck you.ย
Was he getting off to it? Was he jerking his cock and taking notes? Did his cock look and feel the same as Peterโs?ย
Peter tugged harshly on your hair, making you cry out as he hissed quietly into your ear.ย
"You thinking of him or me, baby?"
"Y-you! Just you!"
Peter groaned in satisfaction before he pulled out and forced you over to the couch. He was primal; a predator on the hunt as he stalked you. Peter slotted between your legs, pushing back inside of you, and he brought you legs over his shoulders.
"Look at me."
His voice was rough and harsh, but there was an acute desperation within Peter's eyes that made you unable to look away. With your hands freed from his grip, you clutched at Peter's shoulders, whining.
"Fuck, gonna cum, Pete!"
The coil inside of you was tight; ready to burst at any moment, and Peter's voice took a tone of borderline mockery.
"Yeah, gonna cum? Gonna cum all over my cock, babe? I bet you want to so fucking bad, huh?"
You mewled, eyes squeezing shut as his voice sent you teetering on the edge. Peter immediately moved a hand down between your bodies, thumbing your clit and making you gasp and scream his name.
Peter watched with a dark expression, lips parted and shaky breaths leaving his lips as he kept thrusting. He bit his lip, watching his cock fuck your pussy, and he clutched at your breasts, squeezing and flicking your nipples. He was close as well, eyebrows furrowed, and Peter looked at all the marks he had left on your neck.
God, you were so fucking beautiful.
You were overstimulated, whimpering as you writhed and squirmed beneath him, but Peter was too far gone in his pleasure. Finally, after a few unsteady thrusts, Peter whimpered out your name, clutching your hands and intertwining them as he finally came. You could feel the warmth of his seed filling you, your lips parted in awe and ecstasy. Peter hovered over you, staring down at you as the anger and stress and despair rolled off his shoulders and dripped from his eyes.ย
You gently cupped his cheek, watching as his strong shell cracked to show the vulnerable boy beneath the armor he had carefully crafted. Peter leaned down, sensually kissing you and sucking on your tongue to make you squirm. You hummed softly before whispering only loud enough for Peter to hear.
"Peter?"
Peter gazed at you, pursing his lips slightly as he murmured against your lips.
"What is it?"
You whispered softly, clutching him close to you.
"I love you."
Peter held you close, eyes filling with tears as he replied brokenly and kept his head on your chest.
"I love you too. MayโฆAunt May isโฆ.is gone. Iโฆ.I couldn't save her."
You ran your fingers through Peterโs hair, replying softly.
"It's not your fault, baby. You know May would have done anything for you if it meant that you were alright."
Peter shook his head, whispering.
"You don't understand. It's my fault that any of this happenedโฆ!"
You sat up, bringing Peter with you and the two of you hissing when Peter was forced to pull out of you.ย
"That may be true, but you can fix it. You've always been able to fix it. Whileโฆ.while we can't bring Aunt May backโฆwhat we can do is get those sons of bitches back to where they belong. Norman will not go unpunished, that I promise you."
Peter nodded slowly before he mumbled, a strange irritation settling within him.
"He watched the whole time, you know. I could feel himโฆ.just staring."
You were embarrassed but elected to smirk and whisper into Peter's ear.
"Good. I liked that a lotโฆand I sure wouldn't mind giving our lovely friend a rerun."
Peter blushed before glancing at you, looking unsure as he gazed at all the dark hickies and bruises he had left on your neck.
"Are youโฆare you sure I didn't go too far? IโฆI was losing control there. I didn't want to actually hurt you."
You nodded, running your fingers through Peter's hair.ย
"I'm okay, babe, I promise. That was honestly the best sex we've ever had. Let's get cleaned upโฆ.and get the couch cleaned for Tom."
Peter nodded, grabbing his suit and helping you stand as your legs were completely jelly. Peter escorted you to the bedroom, allowing you to lie down as he took care of you; whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he wiped you down, and you were out almost immediately the second your head hit the pillows.ย
Peter sat at your side, looking down at you as you slept; remembering every little detail that he could about your face. He kissed your forehead firmly, whispering.ย
"I love you to the moon and back."
EXTENDED ENDING
Peter gently shut the door, back in his suit, and he froze at the sight of Tom sheepishly glancing around the corner.
"S-Sorry, mate, wasn't sure if it wasโฆsafeโฆto come out or not."
Peter looked slightly perturbed before he shook his head and raised a brow.
"What do you mean? You've been out here the whole time. Watchingโฆ."
Tom's face went red, and Peter almost frowned as the man stuttered.
"That'sโฆthat's not what happened! I-"
"-Don't care. Now you know who she truly belongs to, but Iโllโฆfigure out a way to deal with you later.โ
And with that, Peter left out the window, leaving Tom stunned in the living room.
Summary: You realize you were always his second option.
Warnings: ANGST!, Bad ending, Idiot Peter, mentions of alcohol, mentions of being drunk.
W/c: 1.2k+
"You don't understand. You just don't get it, y/n" Peter denies looking at the floor.
"What don't I understand?" you ask with tear-filled eyes. "Why is it so hard for you to explain things to me, Peter?"
"Because even if I explained it to you, you wouldn't understand." He denies again. "Not like her."
ย "Not like her?" Your heart hurts just hearing it. It's true that Peter is drunk, but it doesn't mean his words hurt you any less.
"You're never going to understand it like she did." Peter takes another sip of his beer. He had started drinking since he heard that his ex-girlfriend from high school, MJ, was getting married.
But you didn't know that.
"You're drunk. It's not the best time to talk," you hold back your tears as best you can and try to take the beer from his hands.
"No! Leave the fucking beer there" he exclaims and wipes his nose.
You had been dating for a year. However, Peter never got over his ex. Not really.
"This isn't you, Peter. You're not being yourself" you beg him to stop. You love him so much that you beg him to shut the fuck up and let you stay in the fairy tale in your head where you're the only one he loves.
"This is the only way I can be honest. Without this-" he lifts the beer. "I'm a fucking coward." He laughs sarcastically.
"Stop, please stop," you beg. This isn't him, this is just the alcohol speaking for him. You try to remind yourself.
"She's getting married, dammit!"ย He throws the beer against the wall making you jump.
Inhale. Exhale.
"She's going to marry someone else because I never told her who I was. Because I never made her remember me," he sobs.
"Who are you talking about, Peter?" your vision blurs with tears. He's clearly talking about another woman but you don't know who.
"She would have understood by now." he looks at you with disappointment. "Why can't you be smart like her?" he mutters.
The words cut like knives. They are darts thrown straight at your heart.
"I'm sorry" you wipe away your tears and feel yourself trembling. Not from fear, but from anxiety.
"MJ, my ex-girlfriend is marrying some random asshole." He gets up to get another beer. "And it's all my fault."
"Peter, your words are hurting me," you admit. You want him to stop. You really want him to stop. He was never like that.
"Hurting you? I'm the one who's hurting!" Hiccups. "The love of my life is marrying someone else!" He walks to the door. "I need some fresh air."
'The love of my life' you thought you were the love of his life. Whatever it is you don't want to go down without a fight.
"Wait! Tell me what can I do to make you stay. What can I say so that you won't leave. I need to know how to fix this!" You exclaim.
Strange Peter turns and stares at you with wild eyes.
"There's nothing you can do, y/n. Like I said before, you're not her. You're never going to be her and I want to die at the thought of it." He tenses his jaw and mumbles. He looks like a real psycho.
"This isn't about me. It's not about us. It's about you and I don't want you to do something stupid that you're going to regret." You try to reason with the stranger in front of you. Now you understand why Peter didn't like to drink alcohol.
"Oh, trust me. I'm already regretting it" he nods and presses his hands against his red eyes.
"We were fine, Peter" you reason crying your eyes out. "Everything was fine" your head is racing. "Why is this happening?" you feel the air rushing out of you.
The pressure in your chest becomes too much, you find it hard to breathe, your vision is blurred and you squat down with tears in your eyes and your hand pressed against your chest trying to calm down even though you feel like you are dying.
That's when Peter understands and stops, you are having a panic attack.
He slowly approaches you as if testing the waters and kneels down in front of you to help you breathe. Apparently the consequences of his actions threw him into an immediate wave of sobriety.
"Breathe in. Breathe out with me," he murmurs with his hand on your back.
Even though you want to pull away because he hurt you, you don't. You can't. His body heat feels good and slowly you feel yourself recovering.
"I didn't even know there was anyone else, Peter," you murmur between sobs as your breathing calms. "If I had known I wouldn't have let myself fall in love with you," you confront him. How could he do this?
"I shouldn't have drunk. I turn into someone else when I do, I'm sorry," he says honestly, but for you it's too late. Parker broke you from the inside out.
"I'm sorry the love of your life is getting married. Even though I thought I was the love of your life." You look at him sadly. You don't know what to do. You just know that staying hurts more than leaving so you get up.
"Y/n I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I blew up and I shouldn't have done it, I- I don't know what came over me." He speaks. The remorse in his voice is more than noticeable. "Don't go, we can fix it," he tries to speak even though he knows is too late. He's screwed up.
"You gave me a lot of things Peter... although those things were thorns when you promised roses" you walk away slowly. You try to work up the courage to leave him.
"Wait wait wait. What I said doesn't mean anything."
"It was all a lie" you stare at the floor. Emotions subside, reason appears. "You never loved me" you deny. "My God, it was all a farce. I want it to stop" you cover your eyes with your hands wishing that if this is a nightmare, you wake up now. But you don't, 'Cause what is happening is happening in real life.
"Stop it. It's not true," Peter denies. "You know I do love you. I-" he pauses to think about his words. "It's the alcohol's fault. This isn't me, you know me y/n" he struggles as a drowning man moves his hands and legs to save himself.
"You were only with me because you couldn't be with her, Parker!". You scream in frustration. The truth is like a bath of ice water. "I was your second choice all this time. And why? You were lonely? You didn't want to wake up in an empty bed? WHY?!" you scream. "Why?" You scream again.
"I thought I was ready for a new relationship. I waited years to date someone else after her." clarifies Peter. "I just have these feelings sometimes and I can't control it."
"You don't have to control them from now on. You're on your own, Benjamin" you wipe away your tears and shake your head. "I deserve better" you nod "I hope you get over her and can move on with your life" you walk away.
"And what about what we promised?" He asks. He is desperate for you not to leave.
"It went all to trash when you decided to love two people at the same time" you talk without looking at him. "Don't look for someone else until you are ready, Peter" you glare at him. "You don't get how much it hurts".
And just like that, the front door closes. You're gone.
Summary: You realize you were always his second option.
Warnings: ANGST!, Bad ending, Idiot Peter, mentions of alcohol, mentions of being drunk.
W/c: 1.2k+
"You don't understand. You just don't get it, y/n" Peter denies looking at the floor.
"What don't I understand?" you ask with tear-filled eyes. "Why is it so hard for you to explain things to me, Peter?"
"Because even if I explained it to you, you wouldn't understand." He denies again. "Not like her."
ย "Not like her?" Your heart hurts just hearing it. It's true that Peter is drunk, but it doesn't mean his words hurt you any less.
"You're never going to understand it like she did." Peter takes another sip of his beer. He had started drinking since he heard that his ex-girlfriend from high school, MJ, was getting married.
But you didn't know that.
"You're drunk. It's not the best time to talk," you hold back your tears as best you can and try to take the beer from his hands.
"No! Leave the fucking beer there" he exclaims and wipes his nose.
You had been dating for a year. However, Peter never got over his ex. Not really.
"This isn't you, Peter. You're not being yourself" you beg him to stop. You love him so much that you beg him to shut the fuck up and let you stay in the fairy tale in your head where you're the only one he loves.
"This is the only way I can be honest. Without this-" he lifts the beer. "I'm a fucking coward." He laughs sarcastically.
"Stop, please stop," you beg. This isn't him, this is just the alcohol speaking for him. You try to remind yourself.
"She's getting married, dammit!"ย He throws the beer against the wall making you jump.
Inhale. Exhale.
"She's going to marry someone else because I never told her who I was. Because I never made her remember me," he sobs.
"Who are you talking about, Peter?" your vision blurs with tears. He's clearly talking about another woman but you don't know who.
"She would have understood by now." he looks at you with disappointment. "Why can't you be smart like her?" he mutters.
The words cut like knives. They are darts thrown straight at your heart.
"I'm sorry" you wipe away your tears and feel yourself trembling. Not from fear, but from anxiety.
"MJ, my ex-girlfriend is marrying some random asshole." He gets up to get another beer. "And it's all my fault."
"Peter, your words are hurting me," you admit. You want him to stop. You really want him to stop. He was never like that.
"Hurting you? I'm the one who's hurting!" Hiccups. "The love of my life is marrying someone else!" He walks to the door. "I need some fresh air."
'The love of my life' you thought you were the love of his life. Whatever it is you don't want to go down without a fight.
"Wait! Tell me what can I do to make you stay. What can I say so that you won't leave. I need to know how to fix this!" You exclaim.
Strange Peter turns and stares at you with wild eyes.
"There's nothing you can do, y/n. Like I said before, you're not her. You're never going to be her and I want to die at the thought of it." He tenses his jaw and mumbles. He looks like a real psycho.
"This isn't about me. It's not about us. It's about you and I don't want you to do something stupid that you're going to regret." You try to reason with the stranger in front of you. Now you understand why Peter didn't like to drink alcohol.
"Oh, trust me. I'm already regretting it" he nods and presses his hands against his red eyes.
"We were fine, Peter" you reason crying your eyes out. "Everything was fine" your head is racing. "Why is this happening?" you feel the air rushing out of you.
The pressure in your chest becomes too much, you find it hard to breathe, your vision is blurred and you squat down with tears in your eyes and your hand pressed against your chest trying to calm down even though you feel like you are dying.
That's when Peter understands and stops, you are having a panic attack.
He slowly approaches you as if testing the waters and kneels down in front of you to help you breathe. Apparently the consequences of his actions threw him into an immediate wave of sobriety.
"Breathe in. Breathe out with me," he murmurs with his hand on your back.
Even though you want to pull away because he hurt you, you don't. You can't. His body heat feels good and slowly you feel yourself recovering.
"I didn't even know there was anyone else, Peter," you murmur between sobs as your breathing calms. "If I had known I wouldn't have let myself fall in love with you," you confront him. How could he do this?
"I shouldn't have drunk. I turn into someone else when I do, I'm sorry," he says honestly, but for you it's too late. Parker broke you from the inside out.
"I'm sorry the love of your life is getting married. Even though I thought I was the love of your life." You look at him sadly. You don't know what to do. You just know that staying hurts more than leaving so you get up.
"Y/n I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I blew up and I shouldn't have done it, I- I don't know what came over me." He speaks. The remorse in his voice is more than noticeable. "Don't go, we can fix it," he tries to speak even though he knows is too late. He's screwed up.
"You gave me a lot of things Peter... although those things were thorns when you promised roses" you walk away slowly. You try to work up the courage to leave him.
"Wait wait wait. What I said doesn't mean anything."
"It was all a lie" you stare at the floor. Emotions subside, reason appears. "You never loved me" you deny. "My God, it was all a farce. I want it to stop" you cover your eyes with your hands wishing that if this is a nightmare, you wake up now. But you don't, 'Cause what is happening is happening in real life.
"Stop it. It's not true," Peter denies. "You know I do love you. I-" he pauses to think about his words. "It's the alcohol's fault. This isn't me, you know me y/n" he struggles as a drowning man moves his hands and legs to save himself.
"You were only with me because you couldn't be with her, Parker!". You scream in frustration. The truth is like a bath of ice water. "I was your second choice all this time. And why? You were lonely? You didn't want to wake up in an empty bed? WHY?!" you scream. "Why?" You scream again.
"I thought I was ready for a new relationship. I waited years to date someone else after her." clarifies Peter. "I just have these feelings sometimes and I can't control it."
"You don't have to control them from now on. You're on your own, Benjamin" you wipe away your tears and shake your head. "I deserve better" you nod "I hope you get over her and can move on with your life" you walk away.
"And what about what we promised?" He asks. He is desperate for you not to leave.
"It went all to trash when you decided to love two people at the same time" you talk without looking at him. "Don't look for someone else until you are ready, Peter" you glare at him. "You don't get how much it hurts".
And just like that, the front door closes. You're gone.
