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Hey 👋 I don’t know if you write for Peter Parker but if you do could I get a blurb where reader is called a slut for no particular reason by someone they know and she goes crying to Peter about it. You can do what you like without after that thanks 😊

getting to your head

a/n: i do write peter parker! he always over 18 tho... i hope this was up to your expectations... enjoy

warnings: degrading name slut, soft Parker, pure fluff

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Y/N was grabbing her books out of her locker, placing them into her backpack when a nasally high pitched voice called her name. Regina stood beside Y/N with the rest of her clique behind her.

“You’re a slut,” Regina said flicking her hair over her shoulder before walking away.

Giggles were heard from her clique, some agreeing and mirroring Regina’s actions.

Y/N stood in shock. The statement was so unforeseen that it had shaken Y/N. It normally wouldn’t have because Regina’s insults were always habitual, calling her an idiot or ugly. For some reason, Y/N took this insult to heart and felt a lump grow in her throat. 

She quickly packed her bag and dashed out of the school, slamming her locker shut. Some students hadn’t even flinched, while some stared at her like she was an extraterrestrial creature.

Luckily, Peter was already waiting for her in the front of the school. He had recently turned 19 and decided to stay with Mr. Stark to work with the Avengers. He had also offered to help Y/N with transportation and school, being that he was your boyfriend. she’s 18

“Hey, baby, how’re you doing?” He gave her a warm smile before he noticed her unshed tears, “What’s wrong, princess?” He asked embracing her shaking body.

“T-These girls, they called me a ‘slut,’” Y/N sobbed into Peter’s “if you believe in telekinesis” shirt.

“Don’t listen to them. You are not a slut. You’re the most loyal girlfriend ever. They’re just trying to get to your head,” Peter stroked your hair, comforting you.

“I know I should’t’ve made such a big deal out of it, but it just, it really hurt. I’ve never been called a ‘slut’ before,” she said, her sobs starting to lessen. 

“And you won’t be called a ‘slut’ anymore, alright. I love you and your loyalty, and that’s all that matters,” Peter lightly kissed the top of her head.

“I love you, too,” she said lifting her head off his chest, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

He chuckled, “Now, wanna go get a churro?”

“Let’s go, Spideyboy.”