Never Wanted Peter More Omfg

never wanted peter more omfg

Orbitational Pull

peter is disastrously bad at talking about how he feels. friends to lovers!

NOTE: tysm @gotkindabored for helping me post this, and also being all-around lovely! pls go easy on me, im VERY rusty :)

“Hey you,”

She hears it from the familiar corner of her bedroom, one that she’s used to. He sounds hoarse and out of breath, and his suit is slick with rainwater. She looks beautiful, of course. There isn’t a moment of the day she doesn’t steal his breath.

“Peter,” she says, voice low and careful, but even still- he can hear the honey-sweet affection his name is spoken through, “You’re early tonight, huh?”

He cracks a smile, and looks her over- he can’t help it.

He fell on her fire escape, one night. Her crappy college apartment, a shared place with her own room. It was months ago, feels like decades now. Of course, he knew who she was before that night. He knew she was the kind girl, who smiled at him every time she passed him in the hallways. He’s had a crush on her since was ten, when she offered him a chocolate bar the day after Halloween, when Aunt May had just packed a granola bar.

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋

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summary: when peter finds himself in another universe like his, he never expects a pretty girl on the other side to completely throw him off.

CONTAINS ‘NO WAY HOME’ SPOILERS!!

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STOP BECAUSE HIS SMILE MAKES ME WANT TO CRY </3

andrew!peter parker x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, flustered peter, cute lil moments and that’s kind of it? let me know if i missed any :)

don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 in a dark alleyway, breathing laboured as he had been swinging for the past thirty minutes out of boredom. The thump of his feet hitting the ground from a high level echoed down the empty area, not another presence apart from rats scurrying around, savaging for leftover foods.

He stood there for a moment, catching his breath with his hands on his knees bent over. Peter swallowed hardly, pushing himself up as he realised he owed Aunt May a new box of eggs after smashing the last.

His feet began to carry him away before a glowing light appeared in the corner of his eye. His spidey sense was going wild, increasing Peter’s curiosity as the more he turned his head to the glow; the more his spidey sense tingled.

“Peter! Peter” He heard his name called. He tilted his head to the side as the ominous glow spiralled into a circle, a clear new setting growing in the middle. Peter furrowed his brows behind the mask and looked around, wondering if this was meant for someone else. When no one seemed to respond to the people waving to him in the glow, Peter took it upon himself to retreat towards the mystery.

The closer he moved to the other side of the spiral, the more these people encouraged him. Peter had never met these people in his life so how on earth did they know his identity?

As Peter edged nearer to the entrance, he noticed the lookalike teenagers panic and take multiple hurried steps back. His curiosity got the better of him as he leaped into the separate setting and earning screams from everyone in the room at his presence.

Peter’s hands waved around trying to tell the people that he was harmless and only their friendly neighbourhood Spiderman. He tried waving at the four in the room, claiming everything is okay while a pillow was thrown at his stomach by a screaming older lady.

His hand raised to the top of his mask and ripped it off on one movement before his eyes scanned the room. The lady who had thrown the pillow had sprinted to the bottom of the stairs, the only boy (excluding Peter) was standing behind the table with his hands out like he was casting a spell. Peter’s eyes drifted to a young, possibly teenage girl stood behind a defensive arm, holding the most confused expression ever. There was a person standing infront of her, like the teenager needed protecting. His eyes travelled up the arm as then landed on you- Oh my God, you.

You were so beautiful. Your hair was falling from the clip secured loosely at the back of you head, locks of hair poking out the top. Your face looked concerned. Your eyebrows were scrunched slightly and your lips were twitched up and apart, showing your teeth which Peter knew you had a gorgeous smile. Peter admired the way your cheeks were flushed a light pink colour when he tore off his mask. His instant favourite part of you were your eyes. He noticed how they softened when you noticed the lack of danger in the room, your lashes adding another layer of beauty to your already perfect face.

“Who are you?” MJ pointed an excusing finger from behind your dominating form at the stranger who jumped through Dr Strange’s portal-magic thing? Peter’s gaze was still on your, “My name’s Peter Parker.” He said slowly, making sure everyone (mainly you but…) hung onto his words and processed them.

MJ looked up to your face, yours still looking at him. “That’s not possible!” She whispered harshly into your ear, making you snap out of your glare from the man.

Peter held his mask in his sweaty palms and lifted both to indicate his face, “I am the Spiderman from my world but yesterday,” His eyes widened and began tripping up on his words at attempts to explain infront of you. “I was just here!” He spoke with uncertainty and began to walk from his stationary spot in the room.

The three of you looked at each other as ‘Peter’ admired the room, gasps leaving his mouth as the house seemed to surprise him more than anything. “Multiverse theory?” He questioned, looking at you mainly. You muttered out a small yes and nodded your head rapidly as he fist pumped the air, letting out a small “I knew it!”

Ned tapped your shoulder and the three of you leaned in, “This has to be because of the spell!” He voice wandered. A hand on your back startled you before you felt Peter lean himself over you, his head hovering above your shoulder. “The spell?” He spoke with glee right next to your face. A beaming smile spread across his face, “A magic spell?” He smiled, feeling a softening glare from you.

Ned and MJ were quick to shake their heads as their voices overlapped one and other, “What spell? There was no spell!”. His excited demure tapped his fingers on your back, “There’s magic here too?” You felt his breath tingle on your cheek as small giggles fell from his lips.

MJ tugged your body back with a pull of your wrist, feeling Peter’s warm touch slip from your back and seeing his smile drop. “Prove it.” She spoke strongly, keeping your wrist in a tight hold. “Prove to us that you’re Spiderman, Peter Parker.”

The man tapped the sides of his suit, “I don’t carry an ID with me, kind of defeats the whole anonymous superhero thing?” His nose scrunched in confusion.

MJ used the hand not holding you to pick up the piece of bread you had raised to your mouth, about to happily eat, to throw at the man in front of you. The bread tapped his chest and did zero harm physically or mentally to the man. His lips upturned and his shoulders shrugged, “Why did you do that?”

Her hand was held up in front of her in a pathetic defence. “She’s trying to see if you have the tingle thing.” You said for the furious girl beside you, thinking some man is trying to imitate her boyfriend.

Peter’s eyes snapped to yours as he heard your angelic voice for the first time, the sigh in your tone made Peter want to grab your face and kiss you so passionately (even though he’s just met you, he knows true love when he sees it.)

He swallowed down his inner voice and said “Yes, I have the tingle thing; just not for bread.” MJ wasn’t convinced.

MJ’s hand snatched to grab another piece and lifted it high in the air. “Can- can you not throw the bread again?” Peter said with confusion laced in his voice. “You’re a deeply mistrusting person,” He raised his hands and he backed away. “And I respect that.” He confessed before he jumped up and stuck his hand on the ceiling.

His legs and one arm holding his mask dangled, his eyes meeting yours and sending a subtle wink your way. Why were you blushing? MJ’s fingers pointed around the ceiling as a odd looking scowl was imprinted on her face. “Crawl around.”

“Crawl around?” He sounded almost offended. His eyes broke from yours as he shook his head with a certain, “No.”

“Yes. Crawl around.” MJ stood her ground.

“Why do I need to crawl around?”

“Because it’s not enough!”

“This is plenty.”

“No it’s not.”

“Yes it is.”

“Nuh uh!”

“It is.”

Peter groaned, “How do I stick to the ceiling?” He squinted his eyes before another piece of bread was thrown at his chest, earning a small laugh from your beside the bickering teenager.

Ned’s grandmother tapped you on the shoulder and explained in the easiest way possible for you, “Ned’s grandma asked if you could get that cobweb in the corner there?” You asked on behalf of her with a scrunched nose, looking at the attractive man holding a face of ‘I’m done’ hanging from the ceiling.

Peter obliged to your words almost instantly as he stuffed his mask to hold in his teeth, as he lifted his body to be on all fours on the ceiling. Ned and MJ glanced at each other as he followed your rules easily and not theirs, both confused on his beg for attention from you.

He cleared the cobweb after a heartless ‘Thank you’ from Ned’s mum. Peter detached himself from the ceiling and landed on the floor directly in front of you.

His chest was close to yours and so were your faces. Your noses nudged slightly as his tall figure leaned over yours, the smile hidden behind his grip on the mask reflected your own. Tension swarmed the two of you as his hand brushed your own ever so slightly.

The unknown moment between the two of you was interrupted at both of your heads snapped towards the new voice in the room. “Wait a minute, he’s not your friend…” The new Peter looked questionably at your Peter.

A newfound silence flooded the room as the two practically had a stare off before they both webbed at each other and swiftly landed on the kitchen island.

Your Peter hopped off the counter and stood by your side, coming shoulder to shoulder with you as the two of you unintentionally blocked out most of new Peter’s words.

Your Peter’s hand grazed your fingers and lightly touched them in an invitation to hold. You opened your hand and felt his warm palm slip into yours. A smile tugged on your face at the heat rising to your prominent cheeks. Sending a teasing smile MJ’s way as she winked at Peter’s height against yours, holding your hand.

A goofy smile spread across Peter’s lips as he held hands with the pretty girl he would soon become more with.

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hii i like ur new peter fic (andrews so pretty) just letting u know that that was ned’s lola which means grandmother in tagalog :)

hey!! thanks for the info, i’ll change it now :))

𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇

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summary: in which tom holland reveals the celebrity he’s been in love with since he was 14 in a interview, only for the news to break interesting information for him.

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tom holland x actress!reader

warnings: fluff, a bit of social media fic but nothing really?

please don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐓 in front of blinding white lights, watching multiple people fix up a camera while Zendaya and Jacob sat on their phones beside him. They had been asked to come back and do another ‘Wired Autocomplete Interview’ following the hype of Spiderman: No Way Home’s release.

After given the 5 minute signal before the shooting for the video began, Tom and the others settled their phones down and began talking between one and other to make the beginning seem more natural.

The camera started rolling and Tom started, “Hey, it’s Tom Holland here!” He waved enthusiastically into the camera lens as Z and Jacob finished their already known introduction.

“Alright, let’s get started!”

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“𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄’𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 to be good!” Z laughed her iconic laugh they had all previous mocked, while holding Tom’s board of questions.

“Oh no.” Tom mumbled into his hands now covering his face, feeling Jacob’s hand hit his back as he laughed at the question shown on the board Z was holding up.

“Who is Tom Holland’s celebrity crush?” She smiled teasingly at the information Tom had never revealed throughout his entire career. Jacob wheezed from Tom’s side as his hand moved to slap his stomach from laughing.

Tom’s cheeks grew red under his hands hiding them, only for this to be revealed to the world as Jacob snatched them away from his face. A smile spread across his features at the thought of you, biting his lip to contain some decency.

“Okay, okay. I’ll actually say it this time.” Tom groaned dramatically through his smile and rosy puffed up cheeks. Z and Jacob pronounced a drumroll on the boards already used as they awaited the secret to be spilled to the world.

“It’s Y/N Y/L/N.” Tom spoke as he quickly changed his facial expression to his lips tucked in and dimples prominent, showing his nose slightly upturned.

The cast gasped sarcastically as if they hadn’t known that since the day they all met during Spiderman: Homecoming. Tom slapping their knees in embarrassment, wanting to move onto the next question desperately.

Zendaya bit her tongue, “When that 14 year old crush never leaves your mind.” She spoke dreamily, mocking his adoration for you.

Jacob joined in, “Maybe now that you’re a movie star, she’ll notice you and fall in love!” He gasped, gripping onto Tom’s forearm; squeezing his biceps and winking to the camera before being playfully shoved off by the man himself.

“Shut up!” Tom whined, his hand rubbing the back of his neck in humiliation that Hollywoods golden boy had a crush on one of the most loved actresses in the world; currently holding the title of sexiest woman alive.

“You never know, Tom. You never know.” Jacob whispered into the camera and at him, watching Tom’s head fall to the side as heat spread on his cheeks even more than last time, before moving onto the next board.

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“𝐓𝐎𝐌! 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 seen? Oh my God! Tom?” Harrison yelled, jumping down multiple steps as he raced to his friend lying on the couch fast asleep.

Tom snorted awake in the most comical way possible at the loud noise erupting in his ears, waking him up from his comfortable slumber dreaming about you. “What? What? What?” He snapped his head around at the mention of his name being yelled at the top of Harrison’s lungs.

“Y/N! Y/N she- she!” Harrison gasped, out of breath from sprinting down two floors without falling or dropping his phone. Tom’s eyes widened at the mention of your name and grabbed Harrison’s shoulders, bringing his face close to his. “Y/N what? She what?”

Harrison shook his head and threw his phone onto Tom’s lap with the article up already. Tom picked up the phone and scanned over the words on the screen that read:

TOM HOLLAND’S CELEBRITY CRUSH JOINS HIM ONSCREEN FOR AN INTENSE LOVE STORY FOLLOWING CHARACTERS VOID OF LOVE.

It seems as if movie star Tom Holland has hit the jackpot once again! Longtime crush revealed in the newest Wired Autocomplete Interview has been chosen to play the role of Holland’s steamy love interest.

The movie was announced earlier this year as auditions were up for this role Y/N Y/L/N has landed. The description for the role and plot was known to be portrayed in a sympathetic character in the loss of love and any idea of it. Until Holland’s character is introduced.

The movie has been described as intense and heartbreaking, along with an extremely steamy scene between the leads as they supposedly find themselves in a bed of theirs. It seems as if Spiderman has stepped out the suit and ready to lead mature movies!

Wishing Tom all the luck as he enters this role with the woman he claims to be in love with since the age of 14!

“Oh my God.” Tom gasped as his best friend’s phone slipped from his hands and landing onto the carpet beneath him, eyesight set straight ahead with mouth agape.

Harrison nodded his head profusely before being interrupted of any speech as Tom’s phone lit up with a message from… you?

NEW MESSAGE, TAP TO OPEN!

Y/N: see you there tommy ;))

can do another part if you want? :)

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Crash Into You || Tom Holland Smut

ice hockey!tom x figure skater!reader — smut.

summary ↠ you can’t stand the ice hockey team. they’re loud, brutish, and incredibly annoying. it’s just inconvenient that you can’t seem to stop running into their star player, an irritatingly suave man called tom, nor deny the way your pulse quickens every time he’s around…   word count ↠ 20.2k. warnings ↠ mild depictions of sport-related injury including blood and nose breakage, a lot of bad language, some jealousy, and nsfw smut material! extended smut warnings are beneath the cut, but this is 18+ !!! minors dni.   a/n ↠ it’s funny because I tell myself I don’t like sport aus, yet this is somehow one of my favourite things that I’ve ever written…? the au is kinda ~obscure~ I guess, but it checked so many of my boxes whilst writing it, and I had a great time. it’s also the longest thing I’ve ever posted?! ahh !! I hope you’ll like dutchy, and give this a go even if you’re not really into hockey <3   —↠ there are so many different people that helped me out with this!!! in addition to all the wonderful anons that sent in ideas last month, I want to extend a huge thank you to @geminiparkers @tetralea @hollandharrison @honeyspidey @stixnstripesworld and @uglypastels for each helping out in some way, whether that be through brainstorming ideas, making incredible art, or teaching me about hockey and/or skating! <3<3 also—the biggest thank you ever to the lovely sammy @t-holland2080 for not disowning me after editing this for me and seeing my basic spelling errors lmfao. ily <3 hope you all enjoy !!

extra !! @uglypastels made two beautiful pieces of fanart for tom aka dutchy — you can view these here + here !!! @softholand​ also made an absolutely incredible moodboard based off the fic, and you can view that here :’) thank you to both of them for using their amazing artistic talents on this fic + making me literally like. the happiest writer on the planet :’) 

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𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃

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summary: after the spell in which everyone forgets peter parker ever existed, there’s only one place he needs to go to fulfil his promise.

CONTAINS ‘NO WAY HOME’ SPOILERS!!

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peter parker (tom holland) x fem!reader

warnings: angst, spoilers for nwh, sad peter PLEASE ALL I WRITE IT ANGSTY PETER SEND ME REQUESTS OMFG crying rn omfg

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 drowned out Peter’s borderline empty apartment was slowly killing him. There was zero presence of any upbeat opportunities that surrounded the downing form of Peter Parker.

It had been a long week and a half since everything completely changed. He was no longer hunted 24/7 and found an empty space in the position of the ‘guy in the chair’.

Peter was not used to Ned leaving a single minute without messaging the boy, not a single sign of him begging to build the lego death star while playing all the movies on repeat together. His phone never lit up once with the message of his once best friend. But to him, never existed.

The pain would never settle in Peter’s chest. The boy had lost everything.

The one person he went to for everything didn’t have a single clue this boy existed. No evidence to prove so as if Peter became so irrelevant to everyone and everything after suffering with a couple days of an identity revealed.

After spotting his previous longtime best friend in the café, Peter could swear his heart sunk right then and there. The memories he shared with Ned, he would treasure forever. Begging to have him back the way he was, he needed someone for him right now.

But seeing the former friend furrow his brows at the man tearing up infront of him, Peter knew. He had lost him.

Peter often wondered, ‘Would May have forgotten me?’

But that question sends Parker into a pit of never ending despair as her voice still rings through his head at any given moment.

He misses her dearly. So very much.

He could use her right now. May would have always always understood even in the strangest situations.

She stuck by Peter’s side the moment he was forced into her arms by his parents rushing out the door until she, herself, died in his arms. Peter knew, that in her final moments, she accepted and understood her own fate before the boy had even processed the woman infront of him was injured severely.

May was always a kind soul. One that was taken from the world too early.

Peter’s current whines could do nothing against the spell he wished upon himself, the one that made everyone forget that he ever existed in anyones lives. Even yours.

It was all he could do. All he had to do to protect you.

Peter had decided this heartbreaking decision as soon as he watched your body fall from the empire state building, failing to reach your helpless form as he was tackled away. However, forever thanking Peter 3 for his heroism in doing what he couldn’t do before.

The last time Peter saw you was when you realised what he had to do. Your face screwed up, holding in tears as you took in his appearance the nearing last time.

Minus the spell, you would never forget the soft touch of his masked hands caressing your tear stained cheeks before pulling your body into a bone crushing hug. The type of hug that would stay and linger on your skin and touch for hours coming.

Only he could remember what you mustered up next. “I don’t, I don’t-“ You whimpered leaning into his delicate touch.

Shaking his head, Peter refused to lie to you at this point. “Y/N, you are but, but, I’m going to come and find you and,” His eyes bore into your as a blockage formed at this top of his throat forcing sobs to come out. “I’m, I’m going to tell you everything b- because I need you, Y/N. So badly.”

Your foreheads rested against one and other as both feared he was wrong, what if you didn’t remember him?

Before any decisions expanded into questions, your memory wiped and found yourself shocked to be standing on the wreckage of the statue of Liberty with your only best friend, Ned Leeds.

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𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 buried between two sofa cushions as the TV blasted christmas movies at a very high volume during your beauty sleep time. You couldn’t bare to hear MJ watch ‘Nativity 2’ for the seventh time in a row after many protests on your behalf of opting for the first movie.

Hearing a knock at the door, you silently thanked whoever it was as the movie was finally paused as MJ groaned at who interrupted her movie session as your body rolled off the sofa.

You opened the door, thinking nothing of it, to be met with an attractive young man around your age holding a note filled out front and back. His eyesight met yours and his softened at the sight of you once again.

“Hey, hey! I- I’m Peter. Parker, Peter Parker.” He breathed out, swallowing hard after finishing his small introduction holding out a shaking hand to greet.

You nodded slowly at the man you’ve never met, “Hi, Peter Parker?” You laughed softly at the end watching his features crease up in adoration. He shook his head with his eyes squeezed shut when he got lost in your beauty, needing to be focused on what needs to be fixed with you.

He began, “I know you don’t know me but-“ “Hey, Y/N! They are calling!” MJ yelled from the other room, hearing no more christmas music playing from the TV anymore.

Your mouth dropped and you and MJ began squealing in excitement. Turning back to the man in the doorframe, you apologised “Sorry to interrupt you, but I’ve been waiting for this job interview call thing for years and I really have to take this!” You rambled to the boy with the smile falling from his face.

He knew who was calling. It was the job you had ranted to Peter for years about, the job you pretend to work at in the nursery when you were younger.

What broke his heart was that you did this without him. You didn’t need his support to get you through the process of the job. You were better off without him.

“It’s seems like you knew where I lived so if you want to continue that important stuff another time, let me know!” You smiled, slamming the door quickly to run to the phone ringing.

You didn’t need Peter. That’s all that ran through his head as he stared blankly at your closed door.

He really wished you could have remembered him.

Anyone but you. He needed you. But it looked like you didn’t need him.

Peter didn’t return to you again, he left the words he planned to say in his jeans pocket for the fore coming years.

For the rest of your life, the memories shared with the brunette would never cross you mind as if it never happened. A void of what was good.

He thought about you everyday, you know. He imagine what he’s missing in your life right now. But that all is a fantasy Peter wishes he was apart of.

If only you remembered.

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