loves it when they do this, when they find comfort in each other like
this, so close, soft and sweet. They have never really talked about it
beyond “Oh so that’s a thing we do now” all those years ago, but it’s
also something they have silently agreed not to share with their
friends. This is just for them, just like the way they sometimes fall
asleep in each other’s beds, pressed closed under the covers, or how
they love to cook each other dinner and light candles all over the flat.
They have lived together since they were teenagers and over the years
they have settled into each other in ways that the other boys just
The romantic platonic friends to lovers AU where they are forced to speak about everything that has always been unspoken.
Scene from my new Spideypool ABO with insecure!alpha!wade and omega!peter
My ABOs are all fairly emotional, and this one should be good and angsty with lots of Wade feels.
For those of you who don’t know, my Spideypool pairing is always Andrew Garfield/Ryan Reynolds.
*********************** Wade hesitated before leaving, taking one long last look at the omega on the bed.
Wade didn’t even know his real name, but that was fine.
It was better like this.
He knew for all that strength and bravery and those spidey-reflexes, the omega would be upset to wake up alone, but it would be fine.
Sharing heat didnt have to be a big deal, and Spidey’s had only lasted twenty four hours. Twenty four hours of Wade finally getting his hands on that beautiful body, of hearing all those soft noises and sharp cries and scenting the sweet scent that was purely omega…purely him.
Wade hadn’t even gotten undressed, kept his mask on and everything, and the lights had been off, the windows blacked out so nobody’s identity was compromised. Spidey had begged– begged–Wade to get naked, had pleaded for skin to skin contact, but Wade had refused.
It was better like this.
Better that Spidey didn’t feel how scarred and damaged Wade’s skin was. Better that Spidey wasn’t horrified by the mess that his face. It was bad enough he had felt the rough edges of Wade’s fingers as they had moved together, he certainly didn’t need to be exposed to anything else.
And Spidey certainly didn’t need to have to deal with Wade still there when he woke up. No, that would be too weird.
So Wade grabbed his gloves off the floor and pulled the covers up around the bare shoulders he could just barely see, and backed out of the door.
“You’re leaving me?” The omegas voice was soft and devastated and Wade had to swallow back a growl of possessiveness. One shared heat didn’t make the omega his. Not even close.
“I didn’t mean to wake you.” Wade said softly.
“Wade.” Spidey sounded hoarse, too many hours of screaming his way through his heat ruining his throat. “Wade please… just a few more minutes.”
“It’s better like this.” Wade clenched his fists. “Better like this, Spidey. Your heat broke, you don’t need me sticking around making things weird.”
“But I need–” He cleared his throat. “Coming down is easier with an Alpha.”
“Here.” Wade didn’t even hesitate, just stripped off his shirt and lay it on the bed, remembering too late that Spidey could see in the dark, flinching at the gasp that was overly loud in the dark room. “Just um— it smells like me.”
Wade couldn’t see it, but the deep inhale and resulting whimper told him the omega had grabbed the shirt and was holding it tight.
“I’ll see you around, Spidey.” He said finally and took another step away before he tried to climb back into the bed. “Patrol, right? After you sleep? Make sure you eat something too. Water. You gotta keep hydrated.”
“Yes Alpha.” Came the shaky reply and Wade wanted to howl at that.
“My names Peter. Peter.”
“Peter.” Wade whispered. “Get some sleep.”
“You don’t have to leave.” Peter insisted.
“It’s better like this. You don’t want to deal with this mess.”
Wade forced himself out the door, out of the apartment and down the street, snagging a new shirt off a vendor and tossing some money at him.
He didn’t know that Peter had climbed out of bed and out the window and watched him go.
He didn’t know that the omega had collapsed back onto his covers and curled into a ball around Wade’s shirt and cried.
He just kept telling himself it was better like this, and went home to his empty apartment.
Ok, another of my silly AUs ideas: Uncle Qui Gon Jinn (a lil hippy) raises his two adopted sons Anakin and Obi-Wan. Anakin and Padmé are neighbors/close friends as kids and are reunited after 10 years, not very different from TPM. Anakin endlessly pining over Padmé and eventually succeeding in getting his feelings returned, but problems await since they have to keep it secret, especially from Ruwee Naberrie who is not very into his lil girl and crazy Jinn’s son.
I know, I suck at explaining lol but that’s more or less like this. I was suppose to put Sabé, Cordé and Dormé there relaxing on the stairs next to Padmé, but too much effort and this was just a doddle, later perhaps and I could also add Ahsoka and Satine and more … also Padmé is suppose to have crimping hair haha guess I failed in depict it. Inspired in some modern anidala edits I’ve seen and liked and cast photos behind scenes.