TASM! Peter Parker x Reader (Could be read as any Peter Parker/Spider-Man)
*No Gwen Stacy*
Summary: Reader comes home from work to a heart-warming sight
Trigger Warnings: Safety Precautions, Peter's Night Job, Vulnerability
Word Count: 259 Words
Quietly, you step into the shared apartment you and Peter call home after a calm day at the bookstore where you work. Despite a few customers making purchases, Thursdays are typically quiet, especially when rain clouds loom overhead.
With the clock ticking around five-thirty, the time Peter usually studies between school and his nightly escapades, the apartment remains dark and silent. Frowning, you venture further inside, your fingers instinctively resting on the safety latch of your keychain mace.
As you round the corner into the living room, a heartwarming sight unfolds – your boyfriend peacefully asleep on the couch, his advanced chemistry book sprawled open across his chest. A smile graces your lips, and you shed your jacket and keys. With utmost care, you lift the book from his chest, gently closing it and placing it on the coffee table – a piece of furniture he insisted on having, despite the limited walking space.
You take a moment to organize his hurried notes, completing the chemistry problem he was working on by adjusting the unit of measurement and refining the significant figures. Before extinguishing the lone dim light he switched on for studying, you grab the Spider-Man chibi plush throw blanket hanging behind him on the couch, draping it over his slumbering form.
A few steps toward the bedroom, you pause and turn back, leaving a soft kiss on Peter's forehead, a small sleepy smile graces his lips. Heading to your room, you send a text to your friend Matt, asking if he could patrol the area around your apartment tonight.
“kissing someone’s bruises, scratches or cuts” w/ petey please 🥺
this is really bad, im so sorry
spiderling?
it wasn’t like peter to be out this late, especially on a school night. you both had a project due the next day, and peter hasn’t shown his face since the end of school.
you knew something was up when he didn’t even say goodbye, he just ran out the school. you turned to mj and ned, asking them if peter was okay but they just nodded and walked off.
you shrugged the weird behaviour off and, prayed that peter would come by your window tonight. he always came by, so you weren’t as worried. but as time ticked, and the sun bid farewell peter still wasn’t here.
lucky for you, you lived in the same building as peter so a small little trip downstairs wouldn’t hurt. you knew that you couldn’t just turn up empty handed, and didn’t want to be that weird stalking girlfriend so you brought aunt may a piece offering.
half dead flowers.
“these are— peter just got in.” aunt may laughed, examining the repetition of your hands tapping the wall.
“oh, um, is he okay? we were suppose to meet but it’s okay. i can just see him at school.” you fumbled the words, trying to hold the tears.
“i’ll let him know you stopped by.” she assured you, taking your hand and squeezing it tight.
“thanks… well goodnight, aunt may.”
you dashed towards your apartment, slamming the door shut. you fell to the ground, head in your legs as you let your mind wonder.
not long after, you heard a massive thump in your bedroom. you finally brought yourself up to reality, grabbing a saucepan.
you quickly opened the door, jumping back with the saucepan raised. “is anyone in here? i have a weapon.”
immediately, someone jumped in your view causing you to scream. the stranger matched your scream, and after a moment when you realised the scream that peter was the intruder.
“what the hell, peter?”
peter gave you a half smile, shrugging his shoulder. “i didn’t mean to scare you. i was just trying to make up for being late and, i ran into someone. it wasn’t bad but it was good.”
you didn’t care about his reason and just pulled him into a hug. “i was just worried about you.”
“i know. i worry about myself too.”
you chuckled at his lack of confidence, pulling him away from your embrace.
“hurtful. i was enjoying that.”
you bit your lip as you traced his nose. something was rocky, and as your finger touched the bridge of his nose peter flinched.
“what’s wrong?” you questioned before your eyes widen to see peter’s face covered in cuts and bruises. “what happened?”
“nothing happened. i’m fine.”
you raised an eyebrow.
“okay fine. i was in tights and i found some bad guys, decided to fight them which wasn’t ideal but, i managed to give the the dollar store there cash back. got us free donuts and juices.”
“the truth peter.” you signed, looking at him.
“that is the truth. i was fighting bad guys.”
you huffed, and sat on the bed. “why did you fight them?”
“because it’s my duty.”
“your duty? by who? who is this for?”
“to protect you.. and the whole of new york city…”
and that’s when you finally put the pieces together. “you are the spiderling?”
“spiderman.” peter corrected.
“you are the him.”
“indeed, does this mean we can make out now?”
your rolled your eyes at his response. “yes but, let me just fix you up first.”
“that can wait… i want to make out with you.” peter whined, pulling you closer to him.
“fine. just a bit then i’m fixing you up.” you whispered planting a small kiss on his cut right on the bridge of his nose.
Kind of TASM! Peter Parker x Spider-person! Reader
Past Civilian! Gwen Stacy x Spider-person! Reader
Past Civilian! Peter Parker x Civilian! Gwen Stacy
In Another Universe TASM! Peter Parker x Civilian! Reader
I'm thinking your suit kinda looks like Gwen's from Into the Spider-Verse but nothing explicitly is mentioned about colors or aspects of the suit. Also reader is mentioned to be bisexual.
Summary: What happens when you're thrust into Earth-616's action with a familiar face.
Word Count: 678
My day started normal enough, but by the end I was fighting Molten Man in a building engulfed in flame.
The crumbling building made my throat tighten and constrict. Fortunately, one of Stephen Strange's portals appeared before me. I swiftly launched myself through it, hoping someone else could subdue Molten Man while I recovered.
"Thanks, Strange, I thought I was done for"
Then when I looked up to two kids around my age standing and staring at me.
"Ned, I said think of Spider-Man, not bring a cosplayer here?"
Confused, I turned back, but the portal had closed, leaving me in a room with two strangers.
~~~
Somewhere, across the multiverse...
Peter watched as the unstable building finally came down on itself. The interior structure completely destroyed. Still there was no sign of of his favorite Spider anywhere.
He quickly snapped a few photos for the Daily Bugle and circled the collapsed building, desperate to find any sign of his lover making it out. But hope seemed elusive.
~~~
Back on Earth-616...
"You've got to send me back home, Ned. Peter's going to be worried sick"
After introductions and two failed attempts to find this universe's Peter Parker, the situation felt increasingly hopeless.
"I think we have bigger problems here then that" MJ was frustrated, but you couldn't handle the rude remarks a second longer.
"Fine, then I'll figure it out myself." Before I could storm out, the Spider-Man closest to me grabbed my hand and spun me back around.
"That's not a good idea. Let's all calm down and figure out a solution that helps everyone." He slipped off his mask, revealing a face exactly like my Peter's.
"Peter?" Silently slipping your mask off to stare directly into his brown eyes.
"Y/n?"
~~~
On Earth-120703...
Someone who looks exactly like you is fast asleep in bed curled up in their Peter Parker's hoodie.
~~~
Back on Earth-616...
After a confusing conversation and much back-and-forth, Peter-3 and I finally understood each other.
Instead of me getting bitten at Oscorp, Peter Parker was. We barely knew each other at the time, exchanging small waves and smiles in the hallway. In both universes, our lover, Gwen Stacey, fell to her death. We were there to pick up each other's broken pieces.
As we worked together to cure the Lizard, the similarities between us were mind-boggling—reaching for the same things, laughing at familiar jokes.
Both of the other Spider-Men smiled at the wholesome interaction.
~~~
After an amazing battle on the scaffolding of the Statue of Liberty's reconstruction, everything seemed well until MJ fell off the side.
Putting years of trauma aside, Peter and I both jumped to save her. I caught her with a web, and Peter caught her to swing her to safety. A tearful moment passed between Peter and MJ before she hugged me as well.
Staring at each other, I jumped into Peter's arms, understanding the second chance we were given. We could practically feel Gwen hugging us both.
~~~
"I guess this is goodbye, Y/n," Peter-3 said, already disappearing to return to his home.
"We should do this again sometime."
"I would like that."
"Go home, Bugboy." He smiled as he faded away into his own universe, and I into mine.
~~~
On Earth-120703...
Swinging through the streets of New York with the Autumn air rushing past him he finally swung onto the fire escape of your shared apartment.
You stirred as he made his way into bed and held you close.
"Welcome home Bugboy"
~~~
In my universe...
I stood in the cool ashes of the once-standing building, then sprang into action, looking for Peter Parker.
Finding him writing furiously on a bench in the quiet part of Central Park, I walked up and sat down.
"So, what's up?"
He looked up from his notes with a shocked expression. Quickly, his brows furrowed, and he started lecturing me about letting him know I was safe and how the police told him to wait 24 hours before filing a report.
