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In Boston crime families, roots and responsibility run deep. Secrets are dark and longstanding. Nobody questions the way things are, nobody steps out of place. Â
Chris Evans runs the barber shop business his grandfather built from the ground up, and, together with his brother Scott and friends Sebastian and Scarlett, maintains the crime business his father began years ago. When a bank robbery goes awry, Chrisâs world begins to change, but thereâs no escaping the life that was decided for him â especially when bank employee Elsa Chapman enters the picture. Â
John Krasinski took over ownership and management of Collins Pub after his father died. A front for laundering stolen money, all he wants is a life thatâs some type of normal. A life where he chooses for himself. When he chooses a relationship with Aurelie Juneau, he has no idea that he has crossed over into the Evans family â or the consequences his choice will incite.
Two sons burdened by responsibility, blinded by a possibility of a life outside of their reach. The balance they believe they have found in the midst of all of it is far more precarious than they realize. And, when it all comes tumbling down, thereâs no telling how many lives will be at risk â including their own.
You may or may not know that Iâve been working on a sequel to this series ⊠this morning, a key piece that was missing was filled in. Which means Iâm working on it again, amidst everything else Iâve been/am working on. We just might see Boston Boys II in 2022, friends.
Pairing:Â TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,694
Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers!Â
A/N: It has been exactly 1,000 years since Iâve posted anything but my son has been watching a TON of Spider-Man movies and then I had a dream about Andrew Garfield and this was born. It only makes sense that I make some kind of hesitant return with my favorite superhero of all time. Iâm kind of in love with this one, but please be kind. As always a HUGE thank you to the best bestie around  @suitofvibraniumarmorâââ for looking over my stuff, making sure itâs not terrible and being the all around best cheerleader in the world. Feedback is cool! :)
Pairing:Â TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,694
Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers!Â
A/N: It has been exactly 1,000 years since Iâve posted anything but my son has been watching a TON of Spider-Man movies and then I had a dream about Andrew Garfield and this was born. It only makes sense that I make some kind of hesitant return with my favorite superhero of all time. Iâm kind of in love with this one, but please be kind. As always a HUGE thank you to the best bestie around  @suitofvibraniumarmorâââ for looking over my stuff, making sure itâs not terrible and being the all around best cheerleader in the world. Feedback is cool! :)
Pairing:Â TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,694
Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers!Â
A/N: It has been exactly 1,000 years since Iâve posted anything but my son has been watching a TON of Spider-Man movies and then I had a dream about Andrew Garfield and this was born. It only makes sense that I make some kind of hesitant return with my favorite superhero of all time. Iâm kind of in love with this one, but please be kind. As always a HUGE thank you to the best bestie around  @suitofvibraniumarmorâââ for looking over my stuff, making sure itâs not terrible and being the all around best cheerleader in the world. Feedback is cool! :)
Pairing:Â TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,694
Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers!Â
A/N: It has been exactly 1,000 years since Iâve posted anything but my son has been watching a TON of Spider-Man movies and then I had a dream about Andrew Garfield and this was born. It only makes sense that I make some kind of hesitant return with my favorite superhero of all time. Iâm kind of in love with this one, but please be kind. As always a HUGE thank you to the best bestie around  @suitofvibraniumarmorâââ for looking over my stuff, making sure itâs not terrible and being the all around best cheerleader in the world. Feedback is cool! :)
Pairing:Â TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
Word Count: 1,694
Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers!Â
A/N: It has been exactly 1,000 years since Iâve posted anything but my son has been watching a TON of Spider-Man movies and then I had a dream about Andrew Garfield and this was born. It only makes sense that I make some kind of hesitant return with my favorite superhero of all time. Iâm kind of in love with this one, but please be kind. As always a HUGE thank you to the best bestie around  @suitofvibraniumarmorâââ for looking over my stuff, making sure itâs not terrible and being the all around best cheerleader in the world. Feedback is cool! :)
This wasnât how it was supposed to go. You werenât supposed to be standing outside of the restaurant waiting for him. You knew Peter had a tendency to run late or cancel at the last minute or not show up at all but you loved him and trusted him and never let it get to you â usually. This time, however, he had promised on more than one occasion that he would be there and you figured since he would be proposing that he wouldnât want to screw that up, even if technically you werenât supposed to know about that part and your best friend had a big mouth. But, here you were, standing in front of the restaurant checking your watch for what felt like the thousandth time in the past thirty minutes and you were starting to get annoyed.
You pulled your phone out of your purse and called him, it went straight to voicemail. Even during the times when he was MIA his phone at least rang. Your concern started to outweigh your annoyance until you noticed the time again. With a sigh you shoved your phone back into your purse and started the walk through the crowded New York City streets back to your apartment. Once you were safely inside and the door was locked behind you, you toed off your heels and took off your coat, hanging it over the back of one of the kitchen chairs, before grabbing your phone once again. After shoving down the disappointment that there were no missed calls or texts from Peter you placed a FaceTime call to your best friend.
âLet me see the ring!â Your best friend said as a way of greeting when the call connected.
You lifted your left hand to show her your empty ring finger.
âYou said no! What the hell Y/N?!â
âI didnât say no,â you sighed, running your fingers through your hair.
âSo he didnât do it then?â
âNo, he never showed up. I waited outside of the restaurant for almost an hour. Heâs done this kind of thing before but he usually always lets me know. He never just leaves me high and dry with no explanation.â
âFuck him.â
âCassie,â you sighed.
âNo, Y/N/N, donât âCassieâ me like that. Heâs done this more than once. I think itâs time you call it quits and find someone new.â
You really werenât in the mood for this âpep-talkâ from Cassie so you told her you were tired and ended the call. In truth you knew she was partially right but there was another part of you, a bigger part, that had a gut feeling that something was wrong. Peter wouldnât willingly just ditch you the way he did tonight.
Peter was on his way to the restaurant, to you, the ring box in the pocket of his pants. He was excited, and more nervous than he cared to admit, about everything he had planned for the evening. He was so sure that after Gwen died, something that still stayed with him and he wasnât sure he would ever recover from, that he would never find someone new â someone he could love as much as he loved her â and then he found you.
He was trying to ignore anything his sixth sense was telling him, wanting to make sure that none of his Spider-Man related duties would get in the way of the importance of this evening because surely the city could get by without him for one night, but there was a nagging feeling that something wasnât right. It wasnât until he was walking past an alleyway that he saw the golden ring that looked like it led to somewhere else. Both confused and concerned he quickly shed the suit and tie he was wearing to reveal his Spider-Man suit and pulled on his mask. Making sure his clothes and more importantly, the ring, were hidden somewhere safe and secure he headed toward the portal to check it out. Surely you wouldnât be too mad if he was only late by a couple of minutes.
When you woke up the next morning and still hadnât heard from Peter any kind of anger you had went straight out the window. Now you were nothing but concerned. You debated calling his Aunt May to see if she had heard from him but you didnât want to worry her unnecessarily in case he was fine and you were completely over reacting. Instead you called him one more time and when it went straight to voicemail once again you decided to at least put your worry off long enough to shower and get dressed.
By the time you were ready for the day you couldnât bear the thought of going into the office, the nagging feeling that something was wrong with Peter was making it nearly impossible to concentrate, so you called out. You thought staying home would be better but all it did was let you focus on your worries and make them worse. Finally, after a few hours of worrying and futile attempts to shift your focus, you pulled your jacket on and headed to Peterâs apartment.
You let yourself in, using your key, and said a silent prayer that you wouldnât find him dead on the floor. Thankfully he wasnât but his apartment was completely empty and totally silent and that had you even more concerned. It looked like he hadnât even been home the previous night and that worried you even more. You wanted to call Cassie but you also didnât feel like hearing her judgments so instead you sat down on Peterâs couch and turned on the TV, hoping that if he was out doing God knows what that the first place he would go after he was done would be home to his apartment.
By the time the sun was starting to rise and all the villains had been sent home Peter was exhausted and although he had the chance to save another Peterâs MJ from a fate exactly like Gwenâs, he was still worried about you. He wasnât sure how time worked in the multiverse. He didnât know if he would be gone for five minutes or five days or five hours. All he knew was that even though he had met two other Peter Parkers and helped change some people heâd fought against in the past for the better, he was more than ready to get back home and get back to you.
He hugged both the other Peters goodbye and before he knew it he was right back in the alleyway where heâd walked through the portal. It was morning and one look at his phone told him that time worked the same way and heâd only been gone for a couple of hours, but what really struck him were all the missed calls and texts from you.
âShit,â he mumbled to himself as he went in search of his clothes. Luckily both his suit and the ring were exactly where heâd left them and he got the suit on quickly. Noticing the time he figured you were at work so he decided to head home to shower and change before rushing to your office and begging you for forgiveness.
You heard the lock turn in the door and immediately stood from the couch. Peter walked in, looking completely disheveled and utterly exhausted. He tossed his keys on the kitchen table and went to head to the bathroom but stopped in his tracks when he saw you standing there. Tears welled in your eyes and you crossed the room toward him.
âAre you ok? Where have you been?â
Peter looked at you and sighed. Without saying anything he started to unbutton his shirt, figuring it was just easier to show you rather than tell you. You took a step back and your hand went over your mouth in shock when he finally pulled the shirt off, revealing the Spider-Man suit underneath.
âYou â youâre ââ you stammered.
âI know and I wanted to tell you, but I wanted to â no I needed to keep you safe,â he said, his eyes brimming with tears. âThe people I fightâŠthey will use anything to get to me and I didnât want that for you, I couldnât let anything happen to you. But after last night ââ
âWhat happened last night?â you asked.
Peter went into detail about everything that had happened between him leaving his apartment to head to the restaurant and him walking into the apartment minutes before. By the end of his story you were both in tears and you had wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug.
âYou could have told me,â you said, pulling away from him to look into his eyes. âI canât say that I wonât constantly worry about you but I support what you do. Being Spider-Man, thatâs a huge responsibility.â
âSo Iâve been told,â he chuckled, wiping the tears from his eyes with the back of his arm.
âIâm here for you, Peter, no matter what.â
âAnd Iâm here for you,â he said, reaching his hand into his pocket and pulling out the ring box. âI was supposed to do this last night, before the portals and other Peterâs got in the way.â
He got down on one knee, opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring, and smiled at you.
âY/N, will you marry me?â
You nodded enthusiastically, tears streaming down your face. âOf course Iâll marry you, Peter Parker.â
Grinning, Peter stood and slipped the ring on your finger before pulling you in for a sweet kiss. When you pulled apart he leaned his forehead against yours.
âJust promise me one thing,â you said.
âAnything.â
âNext time you see a portal, maybe just give me a heads up before walking through it.â
âI can do that,â he chuckled before leaning down to kiss you again.
You were more than happy to have Peter home again and even though you knew events like the night before would happen again at least you knew he would always make his way home to you. Â
Have any of your WIPs been inspired by people youâve met here? Or have your friendships here helped cultivate the stories youâre working on?
I like this question!
So actually TAI and BB have a character inspired by @captain-s-rogers!! TAI was intended to be shared, but BB wasnât started with the intention of posting. Ashley is the Jared to my Jensen and the Steve to my Bucky; instrumental in every fic I post!
I talked to Chris. Weâre worried about this Efron dude. Chris mentioned something about some âBoston Justiceâ ... Iâm trying to talk him out of it. Maybe you should talk to him? ;)
Chris is just ridiculous lol he knows this Zefron thing is a phase but Iâll talk to him anyway đ
The Rulesâ NO CHEATING: Youâre starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title. Who/what is it?
So the song is called Stay Close Tonight by Vandarth - whose real name is not Vandarth and who happens to be my IRL boyfriend lol. I was listening to the album to give him some feedback while he waits for the album to go up on Spotify. But I would absolutely write a fic with it! (Definitely look him up if youâre into rock music circa the 90s/00s.)
Wake up and run to me
Hang up and run with me
Work is long
the dayâs almost gone
So wake up and jump with me
Iâve been thinking of you
And I know youâre thinking too
Yeah, I could definitely do something with that :)
I feel like my styleâs always been influenced by âless is more.â The coolest styles are kind of simple and classic, like a white T-shirt and jeans. Maybe you have a cool belt and cool shoes, but everything else you keep simple.