Ok, but like the hint of a Pepperony proposal at the end of Spiderman Homecoming gave me life like finally some love for one of my OTPs after that Civil War bullshit like yes. I am thriving. Also Happy carrying the ring since 2008 like yes. Happy ships it more than anyone else
hi! i was wondering if you could write something about a peter x fem!reader where she’s homeschooled and doesn’t have friends and then she meets peter and they become close ? thanks!!
a/n - i changed the request up a bit, and made the reader tony’s daughter to give it an even more ‘fluffy’ feel to it and i think it failed horribly BUT thank you so much for 1k!!! i can’t even believe all the love i’m getting for these fics, it makes me so happy to know you guys like them :) don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!
I sat at the dining table just across from the living room, headphones in as I watched a math lesson that was just uploaded onto my school’s website. It was just around 10 AM when my school day started, a bowl of freshly cut fruits on the table as I took notes in my small book, sometimes glancing around to see if something more entertaining was going on.
Being the kid of a billionaire had it’s perks, but some downsides to it as well. Sure, I was able to access anything through money, but I was stuck at home a good 99% of my life, hidden away from the public eye at the request of my father. I’ve never been able to go to school and have a ‘normal’ life, with my only friends being the middle aged people the world calls the Avengers.
I paused the lesson and took my headphones out, heading out to the kitchen counter to pour a cup of coffee for myself, only to hear the door opening.
I just finished with this top and had to throw it on! Spidey is a classic and with all this Homecoming hype I had to make something inspired by him! I absolutely LOVED the movie and I hope to make more Spider Man themed stuff real soon because, if I’m being totally honest here, I am obsessed with Spider Man at the moment 😄
Thank you to those who have commissioned me, bought from my Etsy, or donated to my Ko-fi, without you I wouldn’t be able to crochet all the things I do 😢❤❤❤
Summary: You learn Peter’s secret, and it doesn’t take long for him to learn yours.
Note: This is really reader-heavy. but I really felt that in order to move on in this verse I had to develop that character and her relationships with the other characters. So, sorry if you wanted more Peter, but I promise there will be more of him in future installments. Also this is the most self-indulgent thing I’ve ever written in my life.
“(Y/N)! Has Peter told you about his new internship yet?” Ned asked excitedly, sitting down at your usual lunch table. Peter wasn’t there yet, but that wasn’t abnormal. He had chemistry before lunch and had recently taken to spending some extra time in the lab before coming to eat.
“No,” you said. “I haven’t really seen him yet today.”
“Oh, man, I don’t want to spoil it for you but it is crazy!” Ned said.
So there has been a lot more anti-trans or negative trans things all over Tumblr recently thanks to— well we all know what its thanks to.
I had a specific request for something positive and pro-trans and I absolutely agree we could all handle something positive and fluffy and nice, so here we go.
This is a Part Two to my first trans!peter fic Secrets.
For those who haven’t read PART ONE—Peter is Tom Holland/15 years old, the relationship between he and Deadpool is strictly platonic. This is not Spideypool shipping, this is just a friendship.
Trans!Peter and protective dad!Tony and protective friend!Wade
************************* “You’re gonna stay with me, right?” Peter asked nervously and Wade patted his shoulder comfortingly.
“Not going anywhere Spidey. Just here for support.”
“Thanks.” Peter rubbed at his chest, tugging uncomfortably on his binder.
“You alright? Do we need to loosen it?” Wade was still in full costume, mask and katanas and all, but he started pulling his gloves off to help Peter if needed.
“No.” Peter shook his head. “No it’s fine, just… just feeling super noticeable right now.”
“Not noticeable.” Wade assured him. “Since we got rid of that ugly black thing, this nude one blends in a lot better.”
“Ok.” Peter took a deep breath. “Okay. Let’s go.”
Wade kept a big hand on Peter’s shoulders as they headed into the living room of the Avengers compound, sitting down together on the couch across from where Tony was sitting, jotting notes down as he read through a file.
“Deadpool. You take your hand off my kid or I’m gonna break it off.” Tony said without even looking up and Wade laughed before removing his hand and leaning back, folding his arms over his chest.
“What are you even doing here? I feel like last time you and I ran into each other—”
“Mr Stark.” Peter interrupted before Tony could unleash some sort of verbal destruction on the mercenary. “I really need to talk to you.”
“What’s up, kiddo?” Tony put his file down instantly, leaning forward and clasping his hands loosely between his knees. “Everything alright?”
“Mr Stark–” Peter looked at Wade for encouragement, who sent him a thumbs up. “I am– I am–trans.”
Peter took a deep breath and pulled his t shirt off, exposing both his binder and the slightly reddened spot where he took his injections. “I’m um… This is who I am.”
Then, “Trans.” Tony repeated. “So. Um transsexual? Transgender? Is there a difference? I don’t even know. Okay. Trans. Alright. How long? Can I ask that?”
“I’ve been transitioning for close to a year.” Peter offered and Tony nodded. “I take testosterone injections, and wear a binder to keep everything–” he made a motion over his chest. “It’s been more difficult to hide with being Spider-Man but–but I’m working on it.”
“Okay.” Tony nodded again. “Alright.”
“So–” Peter spread his hands uncertainly. “So, I wanted you to know.”
“Did you tell this one before you told me?” Tony pointed at Wade who made an offended noise.
“Wade found me when I was hurt one night–”
“–I was fine. But Wade had to help me and he found out and– and you know it was nice to have someone know, and I didn’t want to hide it anymore. I don’t want you to feel like I’m lying to you about anything. Aunt May says–”
“May knows?” Tony interrupted. “About the binding and the shots and this guy?”
“Well maybe not about me hanging out with Pool, but I mean, yeah. Everything else. She has to pay for the injections so–.”
“Okay.” Tony folded his arms. “I’m gonna need the suit back.”
“Mr Stark!” Peter cried, suddenly much closer to tears than he’d been just a moment before. “Why would you–”
“Check it out, Iron Dildo.” Wade snapped, and leaned forward with something like a growl. “How bout you back the fuck off, see that this kid is trying to be honest with you and you being an asshole isn’t going to—”
“Hey, guy who kills people for money, how about you shut up for two minutes and let me talk?” Tony retorted. “Peter, give me your suit.”
Peter reached into his back slowly and pulled out the suit, handing it over to Tony with shaking hands.
Tony turned it over a few times, looking at it thoughtfully. “So.” he cleared his throat. “So should we talk about redesigning this with a binder built in? So you don’t have to wear one in addition to the suit? Or would that be uncomfortable?”
“Wh–What?” Peter ran his fingers through his hair. “Um, what?”
“Is a binder built into your suit too uncomfortable?” Tony asked again. “Like does it need to be something like a corset sort of thing? Or hooks? Or since your suit tightens around you automatically do I need to upgrade where it holds around your chest? Or would you rather just– you alright, Pete?”
“I’m fine.” The fifteen year old covered his face with his hands. “I’m fine, it’s just—” his voice caught and Tony’s eyes softened.
“You just let me know how to make this easier for you, okay? I dont know anything about anything like this, so you’ll have to speak up.”
“Sure thing.” Peter wiped his eyes and sat back up. “Um, thank you, Mr Stark I can’t—”
“Also.” Tony made a show of picking up his tablet, scrolling through some documents until he apparently found which ever one he was looking for. “I noticed you haven’t signed up for the insurance program available to you through the Stark Internship. Recently it was decided that insurance will now cover binders and testosterone injections and all the…things that I don’t know about that goes with that sort of thing.”
“Recently?” Wade repeated, sounding skeptical, and Tony sent him a narrowed eyed glare.
“Yes, Mr. Wilson. Recently. As in within the last ten minutes. Is that a problem?”
Wade held up his hands peacefully, and both the adults turned to look at Peter, who still looked like he might cry any second.
“You don’t ever have to be afraid to tell me things like this.” Tony’s voice was gruff, and he pulled his sunglasses out of his shirt pocket to cram on his face. “Tell Aunt May that your internship will be covering any and all costs associated with you… transitioning. Is that the right word? I don’t want to say the wrong– I need to do some research, I think.”
Tony blew out a deep breath and looked between the two of them.
“Anything else you want to tell me? Like that maybe you two are dating? Because Deadpool I swear to god if you are even looking at my kid wrong I’m gonna rip you apart and drop the pieces from the sky. Lets see if you can regenerate from that.”
“Gross.” Wade snorted. “He’s like eight.”
“I’m fifteen guys.” Peter interjected.
“It doenst matter!” “It doesn’t matter!”
Wade and Tony yelled at the same time, then glared at each other for a minute.
“Well kiddo.” Tony sent Peter a smile. “Anything else today? Because I feel like you have homework.”
“Yeah. Some spanish.” Peter nodded and reached to put his shirt back on. “No, I– I guess that’s it.”
“Well, you know where the door is if you want to talk.”
Peter didn’t even hesitate, just stood up and leaned over Tony’s chair to give him a hug. “Thank you. This was…easier than I thought it would be.”
“Whatever you need, Underroos. You know that.” Tony patted his back. “Now get. Spanish homework.”
Tony waved at Peter, glared at Deadpool, and waited until they had left before picking his tablet back up, settling in for a long night of researching everything and anything related to helping support teenagers who were transitioning.
A throat being cleared made him look up. “For the love of– didn’t I kick you out?”
Wade shrugged. “I’m just laying this out here– the whole protective dad thing one hundred percent does it for me. So if you ever decide to unclench enough to have some fun, call me.”
“Get out!” Tony cried, but he was smiling, and Wade was going to count that as a victory. *******************
“What were you doing?” Peter frowned up at the mercenary when he finally showed up at the door.
“Asking your dad out.”
“That’s disgusting.” Peter complained and punched Wade’s shoulder hard enough to send him reeling a few steps. “Don’t do that.”
Several minutes later, Peter added. “Mr Stark isn’t my dad.”
“Yeah, you waited too long to say that. I officially vote for Iron Man to be your dad.”
“…yeah me too.”
Just a reminder to all you beauties that are thinking about transitioning, mid transition, or have made it through and are now happily the person you were always meant to be—
You are lovely, you are valid, and you are not burdens or anything else along those lines. Don’t let any other fuckers tell you any different.
A/N: If you want a part 3, let me know. Again, if this does not get much request for part three (which is most likely a last part) then it ends here. I hope you guys like it as much (or even more) than the first one :) I larb you guys lots!
“Did he really just say ’I still have that Stark Internship after all’?” you thought.
Is he saying that being Spider-Man is more important than you two’s future?
Even May was surprised.
“Is that all you care about Peter?”
“It’s my future (Y/n)!”
“And this baby isn’t?!”
May walked up to Peter, I think she was about to slap him, but you stopped her before she could even pass you.
“I just don’t think I could be a dad yet (Y/n). Wh– what are you going to do?”
“What am I going to do?”
He nods. Wow.
You scoff, scratching the back of your head.
“I can’t believe you right now,” you said quietly, looking away from him.
You turn to him slowly.
“I’m going to raise this baby by myself. If you’re not going to help me.”
And with that, you got up and walked away. Stopping by the door, you turn to Aunt May.
“I’ll keep you updated May.”
Then you turn to Peter.
“See you around Pete.”
And with that, you were gone. No pleading for you to stay, no ‘I’m sorry (Y/n), I didn’t mean to. Please don’t go.’ Not even a text, or a call. There might be some tears. Though you didn’t see them, you saw his eyes shining, covered with a thin layer of unshattered tears.
I guess this was it.
It’s been a few weeks since the day you told Peter. Still no word from him.
You were now a month and a half along. Still not showing.
You got new sonogram pictures. You would stop by Peter’s to give them to Aunt May. Peter was never there. Being Spider-Man seems like his only priority.
Winter Break was starting, you finished your last final of the first semester. This was the first time you got through a final without having a ‘study date’ with Peter the week before.
Walking through the hallways of Midtown, you saw Peter for the first time in weeks. He was taking out books from his locker, while talking to Ned.
You sucked it up, holding your head up high, and walking right past him. He didn’t even flinch, continuously talking to Ned.
“Dude, she just walked past you. What are you doing? I haven’t seen you talking in weeks! What is going on?”
“It’s complicated Ned.”
“Seriously, what’s happening between you too?”
Peter looks at him with a stern face, opening his locker wider for him to see.
“Woah, are you serious?”
Inside his locker door was two ultrasounds pictures. The first one you ever got taken and the second one you just took. You gave two to Aunt May, just incase Peter decided to care.
“Is it (Y/n)’s?”
Peter scoffs, giving Ned a shove, “of course it’s hers! Who else would it be?”
Ned holds his hands up, “alright. Geez.”
Peter looks at him silently before slamming his locker close.
“What am I going to do Ned?”
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t want to lose her, but then again, I’m not ready to be a dad either!”
He sighs, rubbing his face, “I can’t take care of a baby and the world at the same time.”
“The world? That’s what the Avengers are for.”
“Alright, then the city.”
“Which one do you think is more important? Being Spider-Man or being with (Y/n)?”
Peter looks at his best friend, then the ground, “I don’t know Ned. I love being Spider-Man, but I love (Y/n) too. I have no idea what to do.”
He looks back up to him.
When you got home, you ran straight to your room, ignoring your mom’s question.
“How was your day sweetie?”
She says it everyday, and everyday you replied with a sniffle.
You jumped on your bed, crying for the millionth time. You actually saw him today, and he didn’t even notice you. He really doesn’t care does he?
You lay there, for the rest of the day.
“This is how I’m going to be spending the next two weeks aren’t I?” you asked yourself.
“No, no you’re not.”
You turn around to see your mom standing at the door.
“What do you mean I’m not? I’ve been spending the last few weeks like this and I think I’m starting to get used to it.”
She walks towards you, sitting at the foot of your bed.
“You need to stop crying about Peter.”
“Why mom? Why? I can’t help it that it upsets me that a stupid ‘internship’ is more important than our relationship.”
Your mom looks at your face with concern, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks.
“I promise, everything will be alright.”
Because you trusted her words.
Because your mom never broke a promise.
Peter climbed out the window, wearing his suit, swinging across the city.
He stopped at the roof of one building, just comfortably sitting at the edge, eating a churro.
“Hello? Mr. Stark? I just wanted to know if I have any missions to go to this coming week? I just got out of school. I have winter break for two weeks, so I’m free for whenever you need me!”
“Nope! We got everything covered! Enjoy your winter break Spidey, by–”
“Wait! Mr. Stark! What if you have any emergency missions? Call me?”
“Spidey– listen– we have everything under control alright? Just enjoy your break. Spend time with your girlfriend or something. (Y/n) right?”
Peter suddenly felt his heart drop, looking down at the cars and shops below him.
“Yeah, about that–” Peter scratches his head. He can feel a knot beginning to form in his throat.
“What is it Peter?”
“I made a huge mistake and I still don’t know what to do about it.”
Peter had tears streaming down his cheeks. He runs his fingers through his messy curls.
“I– I don’t know what to do..”
Peter waited in front of Starbucks, then, a car pulled up to him.
The windows roll down slowly, “Get in.”
Peter nodded, getting into the black car.
“So what happened Pete? What’s got you so down?”
Peter looks up at Tony, “(Y/n)’s pregnant, and I didn’t react the way she wanted me too when she told me and we haven’t talked for weeks.”
Tony scoffs, “that’s it? Why? You didn’t start crying? Or screaming ‘oh my gosh this is amazing!’? Girls always expect so much more, don’t they?”
Peter shook his head ‘no’, “No, it wasn’t like that Mr. Stark.”
“Then what happened?”
Peter inhaled deeply, “I told her that I wasn’t ready to be a dad because I had to be Spider-Man and I can’t do those two at once.”
Tony looks at him with a shocked expression, shaking his head and turning away from him.
“And why would you say that?” he said, after a moment of looking out the window.
Peter shrugged, “I don’t know? Because it’s true?”
“You care about being Spider-Man more than (Y/n)?”
“I– I don’t know?”
“Then why’d you say it?”
“I don’t know! Maybe because being Spider-Man would be better than being a dad.”
Tony shook his head.
“Peter. Do you like not having a dad?”
“No? Why would you say that?”
“Then why are you doing that to your own child? You’re really leaving (Y/n) to be Spider-Man?”
“Well, if you think about it, I’d be saving a lot of lives.”
“And how does that work?”
“Well… if I stay with (Y/n) and raise the baby, I would be taking care of two lives. Her and the baby right? But if I become Spider-Man, I’d be saving millions of lives.”
“But whose lives are more important to you?”
“My family of course.”
“And who are your family?”
“Aunt May and (Y/n).”
“Well so which are you choosing, being Spider-Man, or being a dad?”
“I told you, I don’t know.”
Tony rolls his eyes, this kid is just not getting it.
“Peter, I’m saying this one more time. You said your family’s lives are more important to you, yes?”
“If you were out right now, as Spidey, and you’re alone and you spot two crimes while swinging across buildings. One: A bank is getting robbed, the employees are held at gunpoint. Two: (Y/n)’s getting robbed and having a gun to her head. Who would you go to?”
“But more people would die if you don’t stop the bank robbery. If you go to (Y/n), only one life would be saved.”
Peter looked down, and thought about it.
“Do you understand now?”
He nods, before getting out of the car and running off.
Synopsis: Soulmate AU where whenever your soulmate gets injured, so do you. Peter Parker’s soulmate is none too pleased by the recent development after he obtains his powers. After all, just because he’s super resilient, doesn’t necessarily mean his soulmate is, too.
Pairing: Peter X Reader Warnings: Language, Underage Drinking A/N: I am still in awe over all the love I’ve been getting on my imagines, thank you guys so much for reading them and giving me feedback! I wanted to remind you guys that I do not have a tags list, but I do have a posting schedule and masterlist.
“Sorry babe, I have a girlfriend,” Peter slurred against you, his entire body weight leaning for support on your smaller frame.
“Peter, you don’t have a girlfriend,” you rolled your eyes, helping him up the steps to your apartment.
You had never seen your best friend drunk before, much less in such an intoxicated state that he couldn’t even go up the stairs on his own. Your parents were out of town for the weekend and you were afraid of Peter getting in major trouble with his Aunt, so you made up a cute story about how Peter fell asleep on the way home from the party and you decided to just stay at your place and have a sleepover. May loved you and ate the story up, much to your relief and slight guilt.
So here you were now, dragging up an incredibly delirious and quite heavy boy to your apartment, where he could pass out on your couch and wake up with a hangover and not worry about Aunt May finding out at all.
“Yeah I do,” he protested, his words getting jumbled as you two reached the top, “She just doesn’t know we’re dating yet. I loooovveeee herrrrr!”
Do you know what the first big movie novelisation was? Were they ever a big cultural force or just something that existed but no one really cared about?
Before I go into the history of the novelization (and its cousin, the comic adaptation), let me give a couple of recommendations of a few that are better than the movie itself or are just worth reading: Peter David’s novelization of Return of Swamp Thing turned a just-okay so-so movie I forgot the instant I left the theater into something very beautiful, poignant, charming and wonderful. It was all little tweaks, tiny little nudges that made individual moments that fell flat turn into something that worked. It’s amazing how few changes he made to make this story the best possible version of itself, though there were some things the novelization had that made it brilliant and surreal and even experimental, like for instance, Peter David made Alan Moore, Swamp Thing writer, an actual character in the story itself, a clerk at a motel who makes creepy and cryptic foreshadowing comments all through the story.
The novelization of the “meh” Jaws rip-off Orca by Arthur Herzog is a great book because it a tight thriller that gets us right into the head of the orca whale who wants to kill the whaler who murdered his family. Scenes that were maudlin are very moving in prose, with a whale mourning her dead baby and mate, and the hunter is even more tragic when we get into his head and see his remorse. It was like the whale started to represent his guilt. By contrast, the only part of the movie I remember is when the killer whale sets fire to an entire town.
The novelization of the Flash Gordon movie is extraordinary because it contains explicit sex scenes. The talk is that it was based on an extremely horny early script for the film where it was a European scifi sexploitation romp like Barbarella or Lexx. Hahahaha, can you just imagine being some eleven year old who bought Flash Gordon because he liked the cool space movie only to find a chapter with a blowjob scene in a seraglio?
The whole idea behind Buckaroo Banzai: Across the Eighth Dimension is that it’s actually part 7 of a long running movie series that doesn’t exist, so there are lots of “hey, look, it’s him!” cameos to people we never saw before and tons of lore that just sat in the background. Buckaroo Banzai is a test I use to see if someone’s sense of humor is compatible with mine. So it stands to reason that the novelization, which is more information rich, is a delight for fans of the series. It’s like the only expanded universe product for something that never got an expanded universe. It has details like the fact that Pecos (briefly mentioned as being in Tibet in the film) is actually one of the few Hong Kong Cavaliers to be a woman, and she was in Tibet searching for Buckaroo’s archenemy Hanoi Xan.
While I wouldn’t say that the novelization of Star Trek: the Motion Picture is better than the movie, exactly, it was written by Gene Roddenberry himself, and had one especially weird fourth wall breaking passage that seemed to be a shout out to the slash-writers, where Captain Kirk says “hey, I don’t know where this idea comes from, but I am super-straight, you guys, seriously. I am only attracted to women.” The novelization also was interesting in that we learned a bit more about Lieutenant Ilea’s empathic powers, which are fundamentally non-visual and we only got a vague sense of in the film. She received emotional signals very much like Deanna Troi later would, and she was not only a receiving empath but a projecting one: we learned that Mr. Sulu, from a less sexually evolved race than Deltans, couldn’t stop picture her naked.
Finally, getting back to Peter David again, who is like the Phillip K. Dick or Michelangelo of this medium, his novelization of Spider-Man 3 is better than the movie. Moments that fail in the book work there.
As for the history of the novelization, you have to try to imagine a world where you can’t see a movie whenever you want to. You can only see it when it’s in theaters for a few weeks or when it comes on TV years later. Therefore, novelizations and comic adaptations are designed to replicate the experience of going to the theater. In that sense, they’re almost a relic, technologically speaking, of a time before video and on demand. Fun fact: in the late 1970s, Marvel Comics had a ton of cash problems, and the only thing keeping the lights on was the money made by movie adaptations of things like Logan’s Run.
Novelizations are extremely old: they go back to the 1920s, and one interesting example is the 1925 Tod Browning film London After Midnight, a horror film that no copies of exist at all and is a “lost film,” but because of the novelization (and a ton of still images during production), we nonetheless know what the plot of the movie is pretty well, to the point that the London After Midnight vampire is almost as iconic as other monsters, despite the fact no one has seen the actual film in decades.
To directly answer your question, the first big book novelization was actually for King Kong in 1933 by Delos Lovelace, which came out the year the movie did. The public went mad for King Kong and the book sold in the millions. It cemented the idea that the novelization is a pretty standard tie-in for a film release, and it’s the most important tie in novel ever written.
So apparently Tony won’t be Peter’s mentor in his next movie, but he will rather be replaced. Im really, really hoping it’ll be Scott Lang (Ant-man). Here is my reasoning:
He’s already a dad so he knows how to work with younger people.
He’s one of the purest superheroes and won’t push Peter over the edge.
They’re both bug/Insect heroes???? How cute????
They’re both super quirky and funny so it would be a lot of laughs.
Scott knows how its like to be the father to not be there for his kids and he hates not being there for his daughter. This could give a more emotional attachment for the both of them.
Tom even said he would want Ant-man to be his new mentor.
They both super adorable and have hearts of gold.
Training with each other would be the best thing?
They’re both not rich and would bond over non money related things and would probably play board games with each other.
He would definitely love him unconditionally.
I agree that Tony played a major role in Peter’s life in Homecoming, but in my opinion he played more of a mentor/teacher role than a dad. He just pushed him to be his best and to be stronger. Whereas Scott would be more of a father figure. Especially because he would have the time, where Tony didn’t. He’d talk to him about girls, try helping him with homework, horribly failing and saying, “I did not learn this in school.” I feel like this could be a new, fresh, and pure relationship.
Hi! For the prompts, I don't know if you've done this before, but what about a Tony Stark advises for the young avengers? Because I really love the RDJ advises so I think that might be cool.
I SO FELL IN LOVE WITH THIS IDEA OMG I DECIDED I COULD NOT WAIT TO POST IT.
Also I interpreted “Young Avengers” as his new young Avengers, not the Young Avengers™ who don’t have a book right now. That may have been wrong, sorry D:
Title: Tony Stark Advises the Avengers Rating: PG Summary: Somehow, Tony Stark ended up Team Dad. Notes: This is set nominally in the 616, where Ms. Marvel (Kamala Khan), Nova (Sam Alexander), and Spider-man (Miles Morales) are half of an Avengers team with Iron Man (Tony Stark), Captain America (Sam Wilson), and Thor (Jane Foster). More Notes: There is a text version following the image version for people who need plain text. Sorry there are two guys on this team named Sam, it’s not my fault.
@vlhoria asked: can you do an angsty fic that maybe ENDS with fluff but it’s peter x reader (and she knows he’s spider-man) and gets kidnapped and tortured reallllyy bad (almost dies) and peter almost doesn’t make it in time to save her? (i would prefer for it to end with a lil fluff but you can run with it haha)
warnings: torture and angst
word count: 2k
author’s note: this sucks but the request didn’t so i am deeply sorry for how rank this is.
You hadn’t showed up at school today which Peter normally wouldn’t have worried much about, but the fact that he had only told you he was Spider-Man yesterday worried him, a lot.
And now the sinking feeling of regret and panic settled in Peter’s stomach only growing more with each passing hour, it only seemed as the clock on the school wall moved slower and slower and him fearing for you safety he ditched the rest of the day and ran into the nearest alleyway to change into his suit.
He looked around making sure that no one was near before he pulled his blue sweater over his head and opened his backpack to get the red and blue suit Tony had made him.
After he had removed his pants only leaving him in his plaid boxers, he quickly pulled the red and blue fabric onto his body along with the mask. He looked around one last time, seeing no one he pressed the spider on the front allowing the suit to wrap it self around his frame.
He first swung by your window landing on the fire escape with one hand in front of him and the other one behind his back. He pushed your window open and crawled into your room, and there was no sign of you there either.
He then pulled his mask off and walked around your house calling your name every once in a while knowing it was still a whole week until your parents got home from the business trip they had left for a couple of days ago.
It was quite obvious that you weren’t there so he picked up his phone and dialed your number for what felt like the hundredth time today. He waited and he waited until he finally heard the “Hi it’s Y/N sorry i can’t come to the phone right now leave a message after the beep!”
He let out a frustrated sigh at this pulling his backpack off his shoulder so he could place the phone back in it, but before he could do so his phone dinged signaling that he had gotten a message.
His eyebrows furrowed in a questioning manner as he turned the phone around pressing the turn on button on the side. His phone screen lit up showing a notification that read ‘video message from Y/N’ he was quick to swipe right and unlock his phone to see what you had sent him.
He was hoping that it would be a video of you explaining where you were and why you hadn’t come to school today but judging by the thumbnail of it that was not the case.
He took a deep breath before pressing the play button, the video filling his entire phone screen. “Hello Peter” a rough man’s voice was heard as the camera pointed towards you hanging from two ropes that were tightly tied around your wrists, purple and yellow bruising already starting to form where the ropes were bound.
“Y/N here tells me you and Spider-Man are quite the ‘best buds’” the man laughed picking up the camera as to bring it even closer to your face, and when he did so Peter could see the multiple bruises and scars that covered it.
Anger bubbled inside him as he continued watching the video “so if ‘Spider-Man’ isn’t here within the next 24 hours I’ll make sure Y/N here gets what she deserves. Time starts now Pete so don’t waste it” and with that the screen went blank and it was replaced with a timer showing that he had exactly 23 hours 59 minutes and 45 seconds to find and save you.
He cursed to himself running back up to your room where he had left the mask laying on your bed. He was quick to climb out of your window and when his feet had landed on the fire escape he thought of every possible place you could have been held captive but his mind was blank and he was now aimlessly swinging around the city ignoring everything and everyone around him the only thing on his mind being to find you.
He eventually stopped on top of a fairly high building where he sat down on the edge of it groaning at how stupid he had been, before an idea popped into his mind. “Karen, can you track down Y/N Y/L/N’s phone?” he spoke remembering that your phone had the ‘find my phone’ feature “let me see” she spoke, a map appearing in front of Peter’s eyes as Karen tracked your phone down.
“Y/N’s phone is located at an abandoned warehouse not so far away from here, would you like me to lead you to it?” Karen asked, Peter’s ears perked up at this and he quickly answered with a yes the GPS that was installed into the suit leading him to his destination.
He quickly jumped off the building raising his arm up as he shot out a web that connected to another building, Karen’s voice telling him when to turn and where to go.
“Karen how much time do i have left?” Peter’s panicked voice asked as he swung from building to building “you have exactly 19 hours 29 minutes and 10 seconds” She spoke Peter pulling himself forward with much more strength and determination now.
“I don’t think you’re understanding the question little lady, so I’ll ask it again. Who is Spider-Man” the man yelled in your face a punch in your rib following soon after as blood spilled out of your mouth and tears made their way down your face.
“Go to hell” you spat at him, he could torture as long and as much as he wanted to but you would never give him the identity of the person you loved and cared for the most in this world, even if it would be the death off you which now seemed to be what would be happening.
“Wrong answer” he growled walking over to a metal table where he had numerous of weapons and tools laid out. Many of them he had already used on you and every single one felt as painful as the other but you had a feeling this would be the final straw.
He grabbed two items, the first being a knife and the second one a taser. He turned around a smirk playing on his lips as he tapped his finger on the silver material of the knife, painfully slowly making his way toward you.
When he was standing right in front of you he raised his arm up in a way so that you could clearly see the 6 inch blade he was holding a chuckle leaving his lips as he started dragging it down your cheek a blood curdling scream making it’s way passed your lips as he did.
“Do you want me to repeat the question?” he asked. You didn’t answer and kept your brave face on your lips forming a straight line “and again that’s just not the answer I’m looking for” he chuckled—yet again, as he pulled the taser out of his pocket and jabbed it into your side pressing the red button as electricity ran throughout your body and pain like you had never felt before consumed you.
You screamed, you screamed so loud you were sure everyone in the city had heard you. Your sobs filled the room as your legs gave out the only thing holding you up being the two black ropes he had tied you up with.
“Please stop” you begged finally finding the strength to stand back up but a fist connecting with your cheek sent you tumbling back down. Your vision started to blur and you knew in that moment the face of your kidnapper would be the last one you ever saw.
But a cold liquid pouring over you brought you back to consciousness and you gasped, your teeth grinding against one another. “This is no time for sleeping” the man chuckled “this oughta wake you up” he grinned going to tase you again so you closed your eyes and screamed yet again clutching the rope in both your hands as you prepared for the impact—but it never came.
You slowly opened one eye and saw the all to familiar red and blue suit consume your vision, you were glad he was finally here but you couldn’t keep your eyes open much longer and watching Peter fight the guy that had been torturing you tired you as you let your eyelids close and your body give out underneath you.
Peter had saw you slip into unconsciousness and a sudden rage bubbled up inside him a feeling he had never felt so strongly before. “Karen, activate instant kill” and with that his previously white eyes had turned into much smaller red ones as he lunged himself at the guy not caring for any damage he caused, the only thing he wanted being revenge.
“How dare you!” he yelled throwing the guy to another corner of the warehouse quickly picking him up again so he could toss him back down again. He had never felt anger like this before and he couldn’t control it.
It was pulsing through his veins and he kept on screaming and yelling at the guy soon going in for the final punch that would definitely kill the man but before he could cause any more permanent damage his eyes landed on you.
He immediately dropped the guy and reached his arm up so he could swing toward you. When he landed in front of you he quickly cut the ropes that were bound around your wrists and let your body drop into his arms.
“No, no hey Y/N you’re okay it’s going to be fine” he tried to reassure himself “Karen call 911 and send them to this location now!” and after that Peter ripped his mask off and his gloved finger pressed against your neck a sigh of relieve falling from his lips as he felt your pulse.
“You’re going to be okay” he sobbed bringing your limp figure as close to him as possible. Strangled cries left his mouth as he brushed a lock of your hair out of your face and tucked it back behind your ear.
“I’m so sorry Y/N this is all my fault” he cried even harder feeling the previous anger that had consumed him being replaced with nothing but emptiness “I am so sorry”
You had woken up a few days later in a hospital bed where Peter sat next to you, his quite snores filling the room as his cheek rested in the palm of your hand.
You smiled at this and tried to move your hand so you could run it through his brown locks but as you did an overwhelming feeling of pain consumed you and you groaned squeezing your eyes back shut.
Peter quickly woke up at this and as his eyes met your now opened ones he grabbed your hand tightly in his and he smiled for the first time in days “you’re awake” he croaked out, a few tears slipping from his eyes as he pressed a kiss to your forehead so carefully you barely even felt it.
“Yeah I guess so” you managed to get out, although a burning feeling consumed your throat as you did. Peter seemed to notice this and immediately jumped into action “here drink this” He said as he handed you a plastic cup filled with water. You thanked him as you placed your hand on the cup and slowly brought it up to your lips.
The liquid ran down your throat and the previously burning feeling immediately faded away and you finished the entire cup in less then a minute handing it back over to Peter when you were done, where he placed it onto the table next to him.
“Thank you” you said smiling up at him but he only looked down at his lap and shook his head “why are you thanking me? This is my fault. It’s my fault you’re in here and it’s my fault-it’s my fault that you-you almost died!” he cried out standing up from the white chair he had previously been sitting on.
“No it’s not Pete, you saved my life and i can never thank you enough for that” you said your Y/E/C eyes meeting his brown ones. Peter quickly rushed forward at this and connected his lips with yours.
Your lips moved against one another for a few seconds before you both pulled away and smiled lovingly at one another.
A/N: @sarazzprime requested this with the first sentence - I changed it up a tiny bit to fit the story.
“Holy shit!” Peter Parker yelped in delightful shock, as he watched you catch and hold back with your bare hands, the semi truck that had come careening out of control - right towards a group of pedestrian who were crossing the street. He stood there in his Spider-man suit, 100% stunned by what he had just witnessed.
You panted as the metal of the truck bent in your palms, feet sliding to a halt as the vehicle came to a slow stop. Heart racing, you cried out in pain and pushed back the truck slightly as you tried to catch a breath or two.
“Holy shit..” Peter was at your side, hand on your shoulder and the sound of pure disbelief in his face. “You - you just - I saw you - HOLY SHIT.”
Being Best Friends With Peter Parker And Liking Each Other Would Include:
Hey everyone!!! This is my first time writing something like this. I’ve seen these on Tumblr and these are some of my favorites to read so I thought ‘why not?’ I hope you guys enjoy! Don’t forget to leave requests and things in my inbox (it would make me super happy if you did). I love you guys! Hollanders for the win <3
- Xoxo K
Warnings: None really. Just some kissing, but nothing to be worried about.
Being Best Friends With Peter Parker And Liking Each Other Would Include:
- Everyone waiting for you two to get together.
- All of the Avengers, all your friends from school, even Aunt May was trying to get you two together.
- Tony trying to play match maker.
- Aunt May listening in on you and Peter when you’re hanging out in his room, even if you’re just doing homework.
- Just in case one of you makes a move.
- “Peter, I think you should just tell her how you feel”
- “How do you know about that Aunt May?!”
- “You talk about her all the time, Peter what am I supposed to think?”
- You knowing that he’s Spider-Man because you trust each other with your lives.
- Him ALWAYS coming to your window at night.
- “Peter, you need to be more careful. I hate it when you come to my window in the middle of the night with injuries. I hate seeing you hurt”
- “I’m really sorry, Y/N”
- “I’m serious, Peter. Be careful!
- “What if there’s one night where you don’t come to my window?
- “That w-”
- You being taken aback by the fact that Peter JUST KISSED YOU!!!
- “Did you just… kiss… me?”
- “Yeah… I really like you”
- Him being taken aback by the fact that YOU kissed HIM.
- “I like you too, Peter”
- “I kinda got that from the kiss”
- Aunt May being excited when she finds out that you and Peter became an item.
- You and Peter being super cuddly and touchy around each other.
- Aunt May being even more watchful of you two since you guys are totally all over each other.
- She once asked Peter to leave the door open while you two were studying.
- Everybody shipping you two.
- You and Peter being a match made in heaven.
plot: You watch the new trailer for spider man homecoming and start fangirling and ranting how hot tom looked in the shirtless scene to your boyfriend Sebastian stan.
a/n: I dunno if anyone reads this, but I will take my chances I was supposed to write this back when the trailer was dropped but like you can see I didn’t. I’m sorry if this sucks im very pleased with it.
“Staying home and being bored all day check,” you said as threw your bouncy ball in the air and cached it only to repeat the actions once again.
“What are you doing?” a voice came from nowhere. You looked around to find the source of the all so familiar voice, the only you saw other than your reflection in the mirror was a picture of you and your boyfriend Sebastian’s picture.
“Y/n, I’m talking you” you looked at the picture. “Is the picture talking to me?” You whispered.
“Oh, hell nah imma go get the salt” you jumped out of your bed when you bumped into something hard and big.
‘Now that sounds wrong’ you mentally cringed at the dirty thought.
You looked straight ahead and saw that you were in someone’s cleavage. “Well this is something” a loud laughter was heard. Looking up you saw Sebastian.
“It’s usually the opposite, but this is nice too” Sebastian smiled and leaned in to kiss your head.
“You smell” you whined, Sebastian smiled and grazed his hand on your cheek.
“Perks of going to the gym" he passed by you to get a towel so he can go get clean. “By the way, you watch wayy too much supernatural it’s its un-natural” he looked at you to see your unamused reaction to his horrible attempt at a joke.
“Sebastian” “Yes?” “Shut the fuck up!” He smiled as he walked to the bathroom and shouting an ‘I love you too’.
You sat on your bed thinking about what to do you heard a buzz which was coming from your phone. It was a notification from Marvel saying that the new Spider-Man trailer was finally out.
You’ve waited a long time for this and now it was finally here. You were surprised that Tom didn’t text you yet telling you to check it out.
You met Tom in the set of Civil-War and became good friends. And since your favorite superhero is Spider-Man you and Tom(mostly you) had a lot of fun making Sebastian a bit jealous. Which is why Sebastian started to roast him.
Turning on your laptop you went on YouTube to start the video. It’s was already number one in the charts and the reviews were just unbelievable.
“Is that Tom?” Sebastian asked. His wet hair dripping on the floor as he walked towards you. “Yeah, his trailer came out. Wanna see it with me?” You asked in a cheery tone. Sebastian laughed at your childish behavior “sure,” he sat right next to you as you played the short video.
“Whoa!” Your eyes were wide as you looked at Sebastian “THAT WAS AWSOME!” you praised. Sebastian laughed once again “ meh it’s ok I guess,” he told you. “Ok? Just ok?” You looked at him “it was amazing! I am so proud of him. He gonna be the best Spider-Man, no he IS the best Spider-Man” you praised Tom some more. "Y/n you just watched 5 seconds of the trailer, why don’t you watch the whole thing then decide what you think about it?“ You agreed and continued to watch the video.
Your jaw dropped at the scene when Peter was in his room and his spider suit came off. You knew he was really lean but didn’t know that he was like this. Which was nice? But weird at the same time because you considered him as a brother of some sort even though he isn’t much younger than you. You couldn’t think of him as any other way.
"Shit he got hot,” you told Sebastian. Sebastian looked at you with a raised eyebrow “you find him hot?” grinning you looked at Sebastian and continued to praise Tom about his body and how 'hot’ he was.
Sebastian face formed into disgust since he knew how you felt about Tom. “But babe he’s younger than you?” He whined “and your older than me what the difference sebby?” You asked.
God, you loved teasing him. The day went by Sebastian whining like a 5-year-old and you constantly teasing him at any moment of the day. You guys would be eating and you would just bring up the subject about Tom’s abs.
"Hey, Seb?“ You poked his bicep "hm” he hummed “you know who’s super hot like really hot?” Sebastian rolled his eyes in annoyance “Let me guess Tom Hoeland” he said proud and of his pun. “What no he’s like my brother” you defended “and it’s Holland”.
“Ok, then who is so hot?” He turned to look at you better. Smirking you turned around to face him and leaned over to whisper in his ear “Peter Parker” you grinned. You started to laugh when you saw Sebastian’s face, he looked at pissed it made you laugh. “I’m just kidding babe,” you hugged him “ it’s you, you are the super hot guy”. He smiled at you and gave you kiss on the cheek. “But you know who else is hot” before you can say anything else Sebastian picked you up and took to your shared room, “I think he had enough of hot guys for one day”.