Tomsparkyr - TOMSPARKYR

𝐁𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓

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summary: peter was stupid. a stupid, stupid guy who did anything to please others. even if that meant breaking your heart in the process.

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andrew!peter parker x fem!reader

warnings: ANGST, reader is hopeless romantic and deserves better, bet trope, not happy ending, dick peter, sad peter, crying reader, just think backstabber

probs take this down it’s awful lol

don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓. The spitting image of purity and heart void of love. Desperation on the brink of spill, emotions dug deep into the pages of school books and circle of friends. Your heart was golden, a reflection any guy would wish to stare back at, but walls were closed upon any newcomers. Your eyes were hearts, ones you could stare in all day. A soft aura surrounded your frame - a commonly reciprocated stillness around people who adored you - it was simple, no one had any hatred towards you. Well.

He saw you as a weak spot. A crack one tap away from smash that he was desperate to cause. He hated that his eyes always shifted in your direction, he despised the way his fingers would play with each other under the desk when you became present in the class. He couldn’t have himself like this, he couldn’t fall in love. Love was a thing irrelevant to a teenage boy; games were something he could be invested in.

That’s what you were - what he made you - a game. Something he could play with whenever, something to toy with when others were ripped from his grasp. It was addictive, watching you fall into the palms of his hands and follow his commands unknowingly planned, he was in full control and knew damn well what he was doing.

Atleast that’s what he’d pretend that’d be. Not a grab for money his friends waved about.

He’d pretend he was the one who initiated this, showing no mercy in attempts for superiority. When this entire time the back of his head was ringing with the words of his friends jeering on commands to supposedly ‘make the sweetheart fall in love’.

He sat with his head in his hands as his friends scattered around him on the benches. “Little Miss Y/N Y/L/N let you share her highlighter?” His best mate, Harry, mocked with a hit on the shoulder. “Looks like Y/N has her heart eyes set on someone!” Peter scoffed, shoving his bag onto the concrete floor. “I mean can you blame her? Peter’s the only guy here with zero bitches?” Another roar came from behind him and two hand slammed onto his collarbone.

“I say you go for it! Y/N’s hot!” Peter shook his head for the hundredth time. “I’m good, mate.” Harry looked at his friend, eyes torn to the blonde sitting infront of his starstruck figure; it clicked, an idea that would earn a bump in popularity in more ways than one.

Harry twitched his head upward in a signal for Peter to listen in. “I say you ask Y/N out-“ Peter eyebrows furrowed in confusion and immediate backlash, before Harry continued, “It’ll make a certain someone jealous.”

Peter’s body leaned back in his chair, thoughts running through his mind as the attention of his crush fluttered his way. He glanced at you innocence figure, wailing for any form of desperate love; ready to fall in the palm of his hand. If he played his cards right, he’d not only grab the attention of her, he’d get his ass kissed for breaking the love of many’s lives; only doing them a favour of a crying girl in walking straight into a desperate guy. Cold hearted he was, just he didn’t care in that moment.

Also, bonus: Harry paid him a £50 note every time he took you out.

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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 perfect, like you had once been.

You were easy, practically a walking innocent with a single once of attention given and immediately dropping into their arms. He had you in the palm of his hand, his sweat drowning your future expectations as the guilt would soon eat him up.

He held you in his arms currently, your back pressed into his chest and breaths small and your body was unconscious in his bed. You were wearing his shirt, his clothes and his scent. And he loved it. He loved knowing you were comfortable around him.

No, No! He couldn’t love you under any circumstances. He used you for money, his plan with her was working, he finally gave him that time of day to start falling for him. But you had already done that.

Peter was practically rich at this point. The prices topped up the second Peter sprinted in a boasted about getting you to kiss him that night, Harry scowling and handing over the cash.

However he had stopped paying him now. He felt sick seeing his friend do this to you. Watching you so happily run into his embrace while he knew he held his winning prize in the back pocket of his pants.

Even after the payment was over, Peter didn’t stop. He felt success, content, finally happy he had done something that pleased others. People praised him, he felt on top of the world. Knowing you were at home waiting for him, he found himself counting down the seconds until he could keep up his act.

Peter Parker never knew love, never understood it fully. He never experienced the true love, the adoration of falling for that neighbour across the road. Atleast he never though he did.

Peter was seventeen, young and naïve; he couldn’t tell he loved you until the moment he lost you. The moment his regular schedule fell apart under the recognition that you weren’t there.

January 26th, he remembered it.

He held you so closely that day, you were warm, so warm. His phone was going off, he was fast asleep. You were not. Irritation got the better of you and Peter would only ever beg you had a better temper that day when you read Harry’s messages.

January 26th, 22:53pm.

Your body was wrapped so content under your boyfriends covers. The silk was heaven against your bare arms and legs and your torso was occupied with the strong arms from behind you. Peter’s phone would not stop pinging. The vibration on the hardwood table made you want to literally tare your hair out of your head.

Grumpily, you swinged your hand over to slide his phone gracefully onto the bed.

HARRY:

stop you can’t keep doing this

i stopped paying you ages ago

What? Payment? What the fuck had Peter been doing for this long?

HARRY:

y/n deserves so much better than that blonde bitches sloppy seconds

i’ve literally called off the y/n bet and my mate tells me you were bragging about her wtf

You’ve never felt your heart sink deeper into the stomach of worries swirling in your depths. You couldn’t remember why you were happy before, the man that had ever given a fuck about you was the one you trusted to hold you so gently; only one minute ago. Your body felt disgusting, skin itches as his figure snores peacefully, a deep contrast to your current state.

Love was a lie. Something you once experienced, not reciprocated obviously. One you loved so much in the moment, but would soon stab you in the back a twist that stupid fucking knife around and mockingly laugh at you.

Peter never saw you after he woke up, you had left without a word.

The moment he noticed your presence gone, he knew.

He knew you knew. And he hated himself. For starters he didn’t care, no emotion waved over his body until he wasn’t looking at your reflection in the mirror while he brushed his teeth. That’s when he broke down.

He never loved again. As much as his body willed him to do so, he couldn’t bring himself to learn the way you did.

So when he saw you again, a smile spread across your beautiful face - the one he once used to cause - years later; his heart ached so terribly. Your cheeks were perked up and rosy red, age had done you well by only a few years. His body trembled in the loss of all that he lost, all you left him with, what he deserved.

Peter Parker got what came to him. A smirk wiped on your face as you knew he entered the door, you wanted a little fun for yourself. After all, he was the one who bet on it.

no guys i HATE this gunna jump in a bin idc

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TOM HOLLAND as NATHAN DRAKE Uncharted (2022) dir. Ruben Fleischer

˗ˏˋCAMILO HEADCANONS ´ˎ˗

︰୨୧・꒱ ──── How i think camilo madrigal would act while dating you. 

‹𝟹 % pls request, my asks are open !!

✫ ∿ hear me out… he would def spoil you, every time he sees that you like something he will buy it for you and surprise you with it

✫ ∿ he loves to see you interact with his family kindly, especially his mamá since he’s a mommas boy 

✫ ∿ adores to play with your hair, he usually braids it. 

✫ ∿ he learnt how to braid by his mom btw, he liked to watch her do her hair when he was younger

✫ ∿ he also likes when you play with his hair, you’re the only one he lets touch his hair LMAO

✫ ∿ he often asks Isabela to make him flowers to give to you, she finds it kinda annoying since every week or two he’s asking for flowers but she secretly finds it cute

✫ ∿ he’s soo dramatic and exaggerated like if he has a bad day, he will rant about it and make it 10x worst that it actually was

✫ ∿ he get’s jealous easily, he overthinks that you’re going to leave him for someone better

✫ ∿ he loves going on dates with you, loves to see you smile while you talk about things you love

✫ ∿ he thinks it’s funny to pull pranks on you

✫ ∿ and finally, he always comforts you whenever you are feeling down. he immediately knows when you’re feeling bad 

STOP IM SOBBING

9 and 18 with andrew peter parker pleasee. Like he cheated on y/n and after two weeks of him trying to apologise, y/n died saving him from a villsin and he nver got the chance to say sorry??i'm sorry i just LOVE angst

THIS IS SO MUCH LONGER THAN I EXPECTED IT TO BE AND I'M SO SORRY

Time was frozen. It was quiet. You couldn’t hear a single sound except the sound of your own heart pounding violently. It sounded so loud. You blinked, the tears that welled in your eyes were now running down your cheeks. You felt so stupid for trusting him.

She’s just a friend, you have nothing to worry about

She’s just a friend. She’s just a friend. She’s just a friend.

“She’s just a friend…” You managed to whisper out. He told you multiple times, but why? Why is he shirtless on top of her, lips were swollen, hair disheveled. And her… shirt unbuttoned, pants unbuttoned, lips swollen. You could barely see their faces through the tears, but you remember the looks on their faces when you first walked through his bedroom door. Eyes wide, both looking like deers caught in headlights. You dropped the homemade photo album. One year down the drain. You looked between Peter and Gwen, did he still love her? Of course, he does. Were you not enough for him?

“Y/N…” You hated her voice, she looked sorry, but was she really?

“Baby…” You flinched and looked back over at Peter. You shake your head, slamming his door shut. You ran down the stairs

“Sweetie, you’re staying for dinner right? I made your favorite.” You froze at May’s voice. You took a deep breath

“Not today, May. Thank you though.” You could hear Peter running down the stairs, he froze when he saw May

“Oh, well at least take some to go. Give me a second to get yo-”

“I’m sorry.” You interrupted and ran out the door. You knew you weren’t going to get far, one, Peter had longer legs than you, and two, he’s spiderman.

“Baby! Wait!” You picked up your pace

“Y/N!”

“Y/N” He grabbed your wrist, you stopped. You couldn’t even bear to look at him. He moved to stand in front of you, you shook your head and stepped back. His fingers lifted your chin to look at him.

“I swear it was an accident.”

“I swear it was, I-I-I don’t even know how it happened. I-I Didn’t mean for it to happen. Baby, I swear…”

“It was an accident.”

You sobbed and scoffed in disbelief. His hand reaches to caress your cheek. You smacked his hand away.

“Don’t.” You shook your head, pulling your arm away from his grip. Tears welled up in his eyes, you couldn’t help but scoff again.

“You’re crying? YOU’RE CRYING?!”

“For how long?”

“This was the first time.”

“BULLSHIT PETER!”

“IT WAS! SHE CAME TO GIVE ME SOME TECH FOR MY SUIT AND NEXT THING I KNEW-” Peter stopped himself, your hands rubbed your face, wiping the tears away. You tried so hard, so hard to stop them from flowing, you wiped and wiped and wiped, your cheeks and eyes felt raw. You choked on your sobs, your hand immediately rubbing your chest, right on your heart. Peter felt his heartbreak even more at the sight, his heart shattered into a million tiny pieces. God, he wished he had a time machine, he wished he hadn’t done it at all.

“I-…” Peter sobbed out. You felt like screaming, he ripped your heart out of your chest and smashed it into a million pieces

“You’re nothing but a traitor. You broke me. I wish you would have thought this through before I went and fell in love with you.” Peter felt his heart stop when he hears those words leave your mouth.

“Goodbye, Peter.”

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It’s been two weeks since you left Peter sobbing on his knees on the sidewalk. Two weeks since he broke your heart, he came by your apartment multiple times, begging for you to open the door, the window. Hundreds of phone calls and text messages go unanswered. Even Gwen came by, she knew you were listening and all she said was that she was sorry. You heard someone open your front door.

“Hey, love.” You glanced at your best friend

“Come on, let’s go get some hot chocolate and cookies, brownies. Whatever you want my treat.” You gave them a sad smile, they were trying their hardest. You looked out the window, snow was beginning to fall. You looked back over at them and nodded.

“Give me 30 minutes.” Your voice was hoarse from the crying. They nodded.

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“I’m going to go to the restroom.” You nodded and quietly continued to eat your sweets. Your phone vibrated again, you slowly closed your eyes. You debated on looking at his messages, his voicemails. You pulled out your phone and opened his messages. Before you could send your reply, everything went out, with no electricity. You looked out the window, you saw that familiar red and blue suit swing by. You ran out.

“Peter.” You whispered

“Fuck.” You ran towards him. You knew by the time you got there, he would have already saved the day but you didn’t care. You ran and ran, you pushed yourself to go faster. You screamed when you felt someone lift you off the ground, you looked up

“Harry?” He laughed.

“What are you doing?!” He didn’t respond. He just continued to laugh and laugh. You looked down at Peter.

“Y/N?!” Harry looked between you and Peter. He scoffed

“Peter…” You whimpered out

“When you said Spider-Man said no, you meant you said no.” You looked at Harry confused

“Harry, what did you do?”

“What you made me do. You were my friend and you betrayed me!”

“No. I was trying to protect you. Oh. Look at me. Hey, it's gonna be okay. This is gonna be all right.”

“You don't give people hope. You take it away.”

“No, Harry.”

“I'm gonna take away yours.”

“PETER!” You screamed

“HARRY, PUT HER DOWN. WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS.”

“Harry, please…please” You begged

“Harry. Harry is dead!”

“Harry, this is between you and me. You wanna fight? Fight me! Let her go!”

“Okay.” You didn’t have time to scream. You stopped midair.

“I got you, baby. I got you.” He gently set you down on the ground, his hands on your hips. You choked back a sob. He pressed his forehead against yours.

“Where’s Harry?”

“I webbed him to a gear.”

“Is that enough to hold him?” he nodded

“Y/N, I-” Your eyes widened, grabbing onto him. You pushed him out of the way. You gasped from the sharp blades piercing your skin. Harry’s board was lodged in you. You felt the pain but only for a second, a long excruciating second. You remember falling, but you didn’t hit the floor. Peter caught you, you reached your hand out. You caressed his cheek, you felt sorry that you covered him in your blood. You smiled in relief, he’s okay.

“I’m sorry.” He sobbed out

“I’m so sorry.” You felt your eyes getting heavy, you sighed. Peter wished and begged that his senses were wrong, you weren’t gone. You couldn’t be gone. He shook your body

“Y/N”

“Y/N”

“Y/N”

“You’re okay, you’re okay…please. Please open your eyes. Please, don’t leave me.” Peter screamed. He screamed till his throat burned

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” he sobbed out. He pulled you closer.

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He had your phone, he couldn’t bear to look at it. It’s been months since you’ve been gone. Peter grabbed your phone and looked at the messages, he sobbed.

I fell in love with you the day we met. Then I fell in love more deeply upon the second time. I had to protect myself from the pain of the emotions. I had to make some effort to get over you. Then, just when I thought I'd made progress on that, you came back. You came back on the exact day I was going to make a bigger effort to move on. So, that is that. The universe wants this. I want this. Peter, I love you and always will. Everything will be okay, I know everything will be okay. You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay. I love you, spider-boy.

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