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Pairing: Dark Peter Parker x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: Peter likes to have full control over you, one way or another.

WARNINGS: Toxic/Abusive Relationship; Controlling boyfriend; minor Violence. 

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

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 “Who were you talking to?” the question itself is harmless but you know that he’s burning with the need to know, his controlling behavior rising to the surface.

Like it always does, even after the endless promises to be better.

“It’s just my sister.” you close the phone, raising your head just in time to see Peter staring at your phone, an expression on his face that gives you a bad feeling and you unconsciously tighten your hold on the device. 

“Can I have your phone for a minute? I need to make a call.” he holds out his hand and you bite your lip, conflicted. 

“Peter…I-You promised you’d stop doing that.” you’re barely able to finish the sentence before Peter cuts you off. 

“I’m not gonna read your messages, okay?! Gosh, don’t you fucking trust me?” you don’t. He kicks the chair next to you, making you flinch.

He glares at you, brown eyes filled with annoyance and you barely have time to react before his hand snaps forward, snatching the phone from you. 

The device easily slips from between your fingers and you gasp, your body following the phone before you bump into Peter, helplessly trying to get the phone back.

But Peter is stronger than you, holding himself out of your reach, his hand holding down both of your wrists, effectively stopping you from making grabby hands.

“Peter, stop it! It’s not funny!” 

He ignores you, his attention solely focused on the phone. Your mouth drops as Peter enters the code - you haven’t told him the most recent code, not after he kept spying on your phone without your knowledge. 

“Peter, what-What the hell?” you squirm against him, unable to fight him off. His grip getting painful by the second.

“Who’s Jake? Can you fucking explain that to me?” he finally releases you and you stumble back, too stunned to speak. You weakly rub the sore skin of your wrists, but Peter grabs you by the elbow, pulling you closer before you can get away.

“So?” he questions you, “Who's he? You like him, don’t you?” 

You press your lips together, trying to keep tears at bay as you look at Peter, his face molded into a monstrous one, his usual kindness now fully gone. 

“He’s just a classmate.” Peter scoffs, rolling his eyes at you. 

“Sure, sure. And that’s why you’re being all nice and flirty with him when you barely even reply to my texts - your own boyfriend.” he tilts his head to the side, nostrils flaring up.

“Maybe if you weren’t so controlling I’d answer your texts.” the words escape your mouth before you can control yourself. Bad idea.

“Peter, I’m so sor-”

Peter doesn’t let you finish the sentence, his free hand squishing your cheeks together, fingers harshly digging into the soft muscles.

“You’re so ungrateful, you know that?” he spits, an incredulous expression taking over his face, “I love you. That’s why I worry and care so much for you.”

“If you were with anyone else, they wouldn’t give a shit about you.” he continues, his tone getting meaner by the second. “You should be grateful that you have me in your life. Cause I’m the best deal you’re ever gonna get.”

A small whimper comes out from you, tears fully cascading down your face and Peter lets you go. Your body is frozen and you just stand there as Peter brings back his hand to your face, this time with a gentler touch.

He rubs the back of his fingers against your cheek, a deranged glint on his eyes. 

“You need to understand that I’m only doing this because I love you so much. I’m doing this for us, so don’t fight me, princess.” 

Sweet Dreams are Made of This ✧a lewd Peter Parker imagine✧

       Peter’s entire body shuddered when the tip of his cock sheathed itself inside of you. The warmth was incomparable. Unlike anything! The way he felt, being connected to you this way was a religious experience and he wasn’t even inside yet.

“Y/n. Y/n. Y/n.” He moaned your name to himself like a prayer as he steadily rocked his hips. Trying so hard to burn this memory into his brain. He never wanted to forget. Let this be the last memory that flashes through his mind when he dies, please.

   The shallow mewls that fell from your lips wracked him with more shivers and he leaned forward to press his sweat slick forehead to your own, chocolate curls brushing your brow.

“Y/n look at me. Look at me, baby.” Your eyes previously squeezed shut opened to blink up at him. So close, everything was so close, but there was no where else you wanted to be.

“A-are—” a moan cut him off. He’s trying so hard to hold back. So hard to keep his hips still and from thrusting into you down to the hilt until the only thing that matters to you is him. Every instinct is screaming for him to ravage you now until neither of you can move or pull yourselves apart, but this has to be perfect.

This is your moment together.

“Are you ready?” For me. For This. For what we’re going to do, something I’ll never let you turn back from.

A trembling hand moves to cup your cheek, warm against his calloused palm. The other hand sneaks low to caress your throbbing sex and the sharp buck you involuntarily give has his eyes almost rolling to the back of his skull.

Your hand cups his, you’re shivering beneath him and so ready he can almost taste it.

Your other hand brushes his aside to gently touch the point where you two connect. His length flushes, he’s so aware of everything. He doesn’t want to miss a thing. “Please…” Breathy and weak for him, but the same spark he loves ignites in your eyes.

 “Hurry, please.” Another gasp, “I want you, Peter.”

That’s all he needs before he takes your hands in his, clasping tightly, bracing you when one deep thrust shatters any boundary between friends and soulmates that may have been between you.

You cry out, walls fluttering around his cock and he only allows himself to enjoy it for a second before he’s clumsily working a steady pace. So, dedicated to making you climax beneath him.

“This is perfect, Y/n. You’re perfect.” A thrust that makes your vision burn white. “Perfect for me.”

“Don’t we fit perfectly together?” He’s bucking erratically, driving into you so deep you think you might break. “I knew it was meant to be. I knew it would feel good, but this is…It feels like I’ve lived my entire life to share this with you.”

An expert roll of his hips has your toes curling, raising you higher and higher to the peak.

Chest to chest, as close as two people could be, but still not as close as he wanted yet this would have to do.

“How does it feel, Y/n? Me making love to you? I love you so much. I want you to know. Can you feel it? All of my love. It’s spilling over.”

He doesn’t take a moment to breathe, everything colliding in his mind and thoughts barely coherent, but he needs you to know. Even just a fraction.

Moans blend with hiccups as water droplets splash onto your cheeks. He’s crying. He doesn’t know when he started, but his love truly is spilling over. He’s had to contain it for so long and now he can finally show you.

“P-Peter?” A sharp gasp when he hits the perfect spot inside you that has you melting around him, and you reach up and pull him to your embrace. Hips still rocking into you with reverie.

Fingers comb his matted locks and your blown pupils meet his teary gaze.

“I love you, Peter.”

“Y-You r-really—” You feel his cock throb inside so clearly that you know you’re close.

“I love you. Only you.”

“I love y-you, Y/n. All of this—everything that I do is all for you…”

God, you’re clenching around him deliciously, but he can’t yet. You have to take the fall first and he’ll follow after.

“Then kiss me.”

Lips touch surprisingly gentle like the first time. One hand splays over your hip to pull you as close as close can be, he’s going to make you see stars. The other returns to stimulate your clit.

Every gasp and moan he swallows greedily as if this is truly what he lives for.

When you cum he follows soon after.

 Peter’s eyes open to see his dark ceiling. Sweat and a sticky fluid coat his chest and his legs are tingled in the thin bed sheets. His body trembles from aftershocks of pleasure, phantom touches from you keeping him blissed, but he knows this pleasure is nothing compared to what it must be like with you.

What time was it now? Probably too late to call while he rubs another one out. What were you doing? Was it too much to hope you were dreaming of him?

He reached for the Kleenex to wipe off while the other hand still clutched your panties like a talisman.

They had been your favorite pair once but had disappeared. Peter personally considered them a lucky pair because you wore them the first time you had met.

“I’m sure nothing beats the real thing...Wait, for me, Y/n.”

HC; Nudes w/ Peter Parker

happy late thanksgiving..? anyway (also there was a picture here before but tumblr took it 😑)

Peter sending it to you on impulse

A power move

But nonetheless and bold and unexpected move not even he saw coming—the idea dawning on him as soon as he walks through the front door of his apartment

Desperate enough to try anything that will get you to look his way—even it means using the fact that you’re somewhat shallow to his advantage

Indulging the idea while he waits for the shower to warm, researching on a men’s forum

Trimming/shaving when someone suggests that women find it more preferable

Nerves buzzing, towel hung lazily around his hips while he sits on his bed awkward and confused what to do with his hands

Trying to psyche/work himself up

Pulling up PornHub to find a video, but no matter what video he clicks on, nothing arouses him

Stroking himself with a handful of lube with his eyes closed doesn’t work

His dick twitching the moment he his mind drifts to you

Promptly grabbing for the lube on his nightstand

Subconsciously pawing at his chest, rubbing his nipples before running his shaking fingers through his hair

Fantasizing about fingering you—the softness and heat of your folds blessing his hand along with your slick

What kind of moans would you make?

If you were next to him right now, he wouldn’t need anything else in the world

He’d absolutely worship you if you let him have you

His hips meeting each stroke

Softly groaning into his pillow

Fist reflexively getting tighter

Paying special attention to his head because that’s where he feels it the most

Deep inhales

Having to remind himself that the goal was to only have his dick stand up for you

Fumbling for his phone buried under the sheets

Opening the camera and taking in his blown pupils and flushed cheeks, the quick rise and fall of his chest

Continuously stroking himself, the wet sound of skin seeming to echo in the room, while he tries to find the right angle

If only you knew that he’d only let you see him like this—only do this for you

Sighing in relief when he snaps a decent pic and he’s able to finish touching himself

“Y/N…”

Sending the picture to you before he directs all of his attention to finishing

Breath stuttering and hips stilling when he’s close, hand working himself quickly

Muscles contracting when the first few drops leak onto his stomach

Groaning when he finally releases—hand stilling for a moment before rapidly speeding up

Spurting thick ropes, hips canting trying to ride out his orgasm

Hypersensitive—the mixture of his semen, body wash, and fabric softener from his pillow engraining themselves into his senses

Becoming steadily clear-headed by the minute

Anxious for a response

Anxiety nipping at his mind

Cleaning himself up, and getting dressed with a sigh

Deciding to knock out some Calculus work while he waits to hear from you

The idea dawning on him that maybe trying to seduce you with an unsolicited dick pic may have not been the best idea

If he asked Ned for help, would he have suggested a less risky method to help win you over? He doesn’t exactly approve of his love for you—deeming it unhealthy

Mentally tearing his hair out until he gets a response from you

Flinching when his phone buzzes with a text from you (poor baby)

Absolutely afraid of rejection, but mind already working out an excuse if you didn’t like what you saw

Feedback?

Would you mind doing a Peter Parker fic where Peter has a scent kink and the reader catches Peter doing some pretty nsfw things in her room? Sorry if it seems like an odd request since scent kink stuff usually leans towards yandere! characters. Love your work! Thanks and bye💞

[Warning: NSFW VERY NSFW]

At first it started off small, sometimes your underwear would go missing from your laundry.

Next time you sent your laundry down you found that they returned in your washed pile somehow.

That was until they stopped showing back up, and you begun losing more and more until you hardly had any left.

Going out to buy more you were perplexed unsure of what had been happening to them.

So you started doing your own laundry, it took more time out of your life but it was the only way that you could keep others out of it.

Or so you thought anyway.

Getting sent on a short mission that was supposed to take all day you left, only for it to last a couple of hours instead.

Returning to your room anxious for a shower you stopped dead when you heard a noise coming from the other side of your door.

Entering you couldn’t believe your eyes as you saw Peter standing there with a pair of your panties up against his nose.

Realizing very quickly that he had another one wrapped around his cock as he jacked off into them.

Eyes going wide you didn’t know what to say or do about the sight before you.

Peter then heard your breathing over his own heavy panting stopping him dead in his tracks.

His face turned bright red as he dropped the incriminating evidence immediately onto the floor.

“I-I can explain!”

Of course you confronted him on stealing your underwear before, and he nervously admitted to it.

While it should have grossed you out you were kind of intrigued by the lengths he went to, to accomplish his goals.

So you told him he should make it up to you, which confused him entirely not understanding what you meant.

Walking towards him you began undressing, letting your mission gear fall away from you as each piece was removed.

Peter’s eyes went wide as he watched you in fascination slowly getting the picture.

Getting on the bed, you shimmied your underwear off flinging them at him playfully.

“Well what are you waiting for eat me out Peter.”

Gawking at you only a moment before kneeling down before you, hands shaking.

Kissing your thighs as he moved up, able to already smell how turned on you were.

It was like all of his greatest dreams came true, or was he actually dreaming?

Either way he didn’t want to wake up.

Feeling his hot breath on your most sensitive area right before he swiped his tongue along your folds generously.

Arching your hips up at the contact he immediately used one of his arms to pin you down before using his other hand to reveal your clit.

Flicking the tip of his tongue expertly on it bringing loud moans from your throat spurring him on even more.

God the up close and personal view and scent of you was almost enough to make him cum without even being touched.

It was overwhelming his senses, but he was determined to make you see stars.

Plunging his thick pink muscle inside of you while using his free hand to circle your nub as fast as he could.

Going until he could feel you clench around him cumming harshly out of nowhere.

Slowing his actions down while still working you through your orgasm he felt his own climax hit him harder than it ever had before.

The very scent of what he did to you, what he brought out of you pushing him over the edge entirely.

As you both basked in the afterglow of what had just happened you agreed to let it happen again.

Only if he promised to stop stealing your underwear whenever he wanted.

Peter eagerly agreed, thinking it was more than a fair trade to have the real deal instead of just fantasies.

Now he had you where he always wanted you.

[Thank you for the request! I hope that you enjoy it and that it was what you were looking for!

✩Shutterbug✩ 『Yandere!Peter Parker x Reader』

[All characters in my fics are 18+.]

    Peter tried to steady his pounding heart as you snuggled up closer to him. Your arms wrapped around his waist lazily as you were beginning to drift in and out of sleep. The blanket draped across your shoulders was dropping, allowing his fingers to graze your skin almost innocently.

You were having a Tolkien marathon at his condo and strewn across his couch—and nearly in his lap—you were totally at peace. You spent nearly every other day at Peter’s place, sleepovers were something you never batted an eyelash at because it was Peter and you were starting to realize that being near him was the happiest place you could be. Your best friend.

If only you knew what you did to him.

The sun had set hours earlier and you were nearing the middle of The Twin Towers when it dawned on you, “Damn, these movies are long.” You murmured.

Peter chuckled, “Getting sleepy?”

“No. Absolutely not.” You drawled as you fought sleep. You tried to sit up straight but now Peter’s hand was rubbing up and down your arm and you were finding little reason to get up at all. You were so sleepy you didn’t consider how out of character this was.

Peter’s breath hitched as he felt you relax against him. ‘She trusts me. Don’t be nervous, dude, there’s nothing to worry about. Ask her.’ The pounding in his heart was anticipation as he cleared his throat.

“Y/n.”

“Yes, darling?” You hummed and his resolve almost broke, the things you did to him.

“There’s something I want to a-ask y-you…” the stutter caught your attention and now you were sitting up and pulling away to better see him. ‘Pl-please, don’t do that cause if you do, I can’t think.’

“What’s the matter, Peter?” The concern was clear across your face.

“W-well, I’ve been meaning t-to for some time, but didn’t kn-know how to ask. I mean! Ned says he can’t channel his inner Naomi anymore and MJ says if I ask her again, she’ll shove my camera up my—”

“Peter. Breathe.”

Your hands were on his shoulders and like that, your mysterious power you were completely naïve to was working on him and easing his anxieties.

“Y/n, would you model for me?”

This time you froze.

Did you really have to think about it? You were nervous even though you felt you shouldn’t be. Peter was your closest friend and after all he did for you this was your chance to do something for him. You didn’t think as you said, “Of course.”

“Really? Do you mean it, Y/n? This is awesome!” He’s off the couch and on his feet. “Am I dreaming right now? Oh no, I could totally be dreaming, it’s happened before ohmygod.” This boy actually pinches himself and the way his face lights up when it actually hurts makes you snort. ‘I can’t believe this dork is my best friend I gotta protect him.’

When realization sets in, he’s pulling you off the couch and into his arms to twirl you around. “You won’t regret this, Y/n. I promise. I know what I’m doing so just trust me, okay?” Your head is spinning and tossed back as you giggle. He was always so childish but he never failed to surprise you. You didn’t think to consider what he could possibly be reassuring you for.

You both flop onto the couch breathless, you throwing your legs over his without thinking and his heart thumps from the contact. Biting his lower lip, he takes your hand and lightly brushes a thumb over it. Every instinct he has, human and otherwise, is telling him to kiss you but he knows he can’t push you.

From the moment you let him into your heart, he knew this wasn’t something to take lightly. Every action, every meaningful moment you shared with him was carefully planned in his own way. ‘There’s only one Y/n in this world. I’d never ruin it with her. Slow and steady wins the race, right?’

So many pictures of you decorate the walls of his personal office–the one in this very condo that you have no idea even exists. He has albums specifically for photos taken while you’re lounging at home, out during the day or sleeping at night. They’re damn near scrapbooks carefully labeled and lovingly arranged and annotated with his thoughts on each picture. He knows when your taste in fashion changes and can read your body language better than any seasoned profiler. He knows nearly all of your facial expressions except for a choice few that he hopes to be the only one who will ever see them.

Of course, you’ll never know his little collection ever exists.

“So…” he starts as he focuses on your hand shyly, “Wanna start tomorrow? Say…at Queen’s Coffee? You bring yourself and I’ll bring my camera?”

You smile and rest your head on his shoulder. “I suppose I could.”

“And Y/n…”

“Hmm?”

“Is it okay if I considered tomorrow a date?”

You didn’t even think about it. Had you always wanted something like this with him? Was it always building up to this? There were pleasant butterflies in your stomach that told you so. 

Now, it was your turn to be shy as you buried your face in his sleeve. 

“I’d be insulted if you didn’t.”

The next day you’re dressed cute & cozy and sitting across from Peter, your drinks already served. He’s been fiddling with his camera nervously for several minutes which is bs cause you know he knows how to use the thing.

“Pe~ter~” You call and the camera almost slips from his fingers. “Careful!” You call. He sits the camera on the table and sighs with his hands fisted on his jeans. You reach forward across the table, “Look, I’m a little nervous too, but I trust you.” He looks into your eyes for the first time since you both arrived. “You do?” “There’s no reason why I shouldn’t.” Oh, honey. If only you knew.

His hand finds its way over yours as you enjoy the moment. It fits perfectly, but then, he has an epiphany. Hoisting his camera up in the other hand, he takes the shot of you and your hands joined on the table. “I’ve always wanted a shot like this!”

That kicks off the first of many dates. The next one is at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He’s as geeky as ever as he instructs you to just act natural and admire the art. You’re looking up into the eyes of a mural when you hear his voice, “The art admiring the art.” before a click.

The dates continue but with gifts. “I know this color would look amazing on you.” “I saw these jeans and then I really wanted to see you wearing them–not in a perverted way, though!” “I saw this necklace and thought of you.”

He’s always bringing something new to “accentuate your natural beauty” and they coordinate well with your outfits.

Soon, your photoshoots are taking place in more private settings. Late nights strolls where only the stars can guide you, high vantage points you have no idea how he found and he wants you to see the view. In the dark you feel anything can happen and you don’t know if that feeling in your chest is hesitation or anticipation. 

The shoots start drawing closer to home–Peter’s. “I just love seeing you comfortable.” “We always have the most fun alone like this.”

Comfy clothes you like soon include Peter’s own in your outfits. Basketball shorts, tees, hoodies and sweatpants. You start wearing more of his than your own and the sneaky thought that maybe he liked seeing you in his clothes doesn’t persist or set off any alarm bells. 

Soon, he starts making requests. “I g-got you these yoga pants. Th-they’re your favorite color and were on sale!” He says with his eyes averted and a bright blush. 

And then things take a turn.

   You hold the peach colored nightie between trembling hands. The department store bag lays in the bathroom sink forgotten as you finger the delicate lace chest. This is a gift unlike the others, more intimate than anything you’ve ever received and for some reason this feels like it changes everything.

Your face is on fire, and you’re momentarily struck dumb. What does this mean and what happens depending on what you choose? You lean against the closed bathroom door and exhale. You can feel a presence from the other side and Peter’s voice clear with worry calls from the other side to you. “Are y-you okay, Y/n?” His voice cracks at your name.

On the other side, it feels like everything he’s built up is crashing down all around him. You got so comfortable and he got so arrogant, he let himself believe he had a chance and now everything was positively shattered. “I-I’m sorry! I know it’s too much, I wasn’t thinking–I’m so sorry. Please, you don’t have to do anything that would make you uncomfortable. I’m so sorry.”

You swallow dryly as you clear your thoughts. This was only as dirty as you thought it was. Photography was Peter’s passion and you were modeling. No one else was around. It was just you and him. The safest place in the world.

When you don’t answer, Peter panics. The knob starts jiggling erratically and the door shudders under his strength. “Please, Y/n. Answer me.” So many thoughts of how he’s fucked up is racing through his mind at a speed he just can’t handle. ‘It’s all over. I ruined it. Everything’s over. She’ll hate me forever and I’ll die.’ Ice chills his veins at the next thought, ‘How do I fix this? How do I take it all back?’

He nearly falls through the door, but pulls back when the door opens just a crack. His breath hitches. You peek through shyly, and Peter’s jaw drops. “Just don’t laugh, okay?” How could he be so lucky?

“I would never laugh at you!” He never had and never would for as long as he lived.

The door slowly opened to reveal you in the nightie and nothing else. The soft material clung to your waist and the hips he loved so much. Thighs bare and basically begging for him to part them and do what he’s imagined nearly every night before falling asleep. It took every bit of strength he had to brace himself at the door and not throw himself at you. God, he hoped you didn’t notice what was going on in his jeans. ‘Just keep your eyes up here, okay Y/n?’

You stepped through and asked him where he wanted you and when he answered, “Anywhere’s fine.” he meant that in every possible way.

You accepting that gift kick started an avalanche. Peter loved photos of you lounging around his condo doing the most monotonous things. Just capturing you in your natural essence unhindered and not hanging upside down from your balcony had him over the moon. 

So, it was only natural that he began to grow more comfortable with his requests.

You were wearing a pair of cute, powder pink panties and his white t-shirt. Sitting on his couch, you had your legs pulled up and together and knees beneath your chin, angled away so the camera couldn’t see what you had been doing well at hiding since the shoots had gotten more risque.

He noticed how you carefully angled your lower half, never truly giving him his prize. Always such a tease, making him want it so much more than he though he could.

“Why don’t you turn and face me more, Y/n? I feel like you’re trying to hide from me or something.” His smile was good-natured and sweet enough to plague you with a strange sense of guilt. Unknowingly, he was making you feel guilty for growing a little suspicious of your friend and his intentions.

“See, isn’t that better?” He cooed as you dropped your legs over the edge of the couch and faced him entirely.

“Could you look at me?” you did.

“Could you lift up your shirt a little? Perfect!”

“And could you spread your legs just a tiny bit.”

Before you followed his instructions, instinct kicked in and your eyes dropped down to his crotch and the tent in his dark jeans. Even you could tell his length was straining from within and a shocked glance up into his eyes rattled you to the core.

“P-Peter.” What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. Had is eyes always been so desperate? Had he always looked to you with such longing? You wracked your mind to remember, to recall little moments that felt off, but you had brushed away. 

The way he spoke sent chills down your spine, his voice heady with lust for you. “Y-Y/n, just a little more, please.” He rocked his hips gently, slowly edging for friction. A pink tongue darted out to trace parched lips. 

“I-I just need a little more of you.”

What does this mean? What’s happening to your friend?

You pulled the shirt down to cover the panties and wrapped your arms around your legs that now felt so cold from the exposure.

“Why do you need pictures like this, Peter? What’s going on? Talk to me.”

A sad grin graced his lips as he lowered the camera to meet your eyes. Devastating brown irises framed with thick lashes gave you unyielding attention that you had tried to ignore for so long. How long had you been fooling yourself for? You had known all along how much he had been hurting for you.

“Because these pictures can keep me sated for now.”

“’For now’? Keep you sated why? What’s going to happen?” So, much had been building up for so long and unfortunately this wasn’t event the tip of the iceberg.

God, were your teeth chattering? Fight or flight had left the fucking building and left you stranded where you sat feeling smaller than your friend and so vulnerable as he stood over you.

Carefully, he kneeled before you and slowly, very slowly, reached out to caress your knee.

“These pictures will have to be enough, Y/n. Until you’re ready. Until I can have the real thing, this is my way of keeping you with me forever.”

✩Shutterbug✩ 『Yandere!Peter Parker x Reader』

[All characters in my fics are 18+.]

    Peter tried to steady his pounding heart as you snuggled up closer to him. Your arms wrapped around his waist lazily as you were beginning to drift in and out of sleep. The blanket draped across your shoulders was dropping, allowing his fingers to graze your skin almost innocently.

You were having a Tolkien marathon at his condo and strewn across his couch—and nearly in his lap—you were totally at peace. You spent nearly every other day at Peter’s place, sleepovers were something you never batted an eyelash at because it was Peter and you were starting to realize that being near him was the happiest place you could be. Your best friend.

If only you knew what you did to him.

The sun had set hours earlier and you were nearing the middle of The Twin Towers when it dawned on you, “Damn, these movies are long.” You murmured.

Peter chuckled, “Getting sleepy?”

“No. Absolutely not.” You drawled as you fought sleep. You tried to sit up straight but now Peter’s hand was rubbing up and down your arm and you were finding little reason to get up at all. You were so sleepy you didn’t consider how out of character this was.

Peter’s breath hitched as he felt you relax against him. ‘She trusts me. Don’t be nervous, dude, there’s nothing to worry about. Ask her.’ The pounding in his heart was anticipation as he cleared his throat.

“Y/n.”

“Yes, darling?” You hummed and his resolve almost broke, the things you did to him.

“There’s something I want to a-ask y-you…” the stutter caught your attention and now you were sitting up and pulling away to better see him. ‘Pl-please, don’t do that cause if you do, I can’t think.’

“What’s the matter, Peter?” The concern was clear across your face.

“W-well, I’ve been meaning t-to for some time, but didn’t kn-know how to ask. I mean! Ned says he can’t channel his inner Naomi anymore and MJ says if I ask her again, she’ll shove my camera up my—”

“Peter. Breathe.”

Your hands were on his shoulders and like that, your mysterious power you were completely naïve to was working on him and easing his anxieties.

“Y/n, would you model for me?”

This time you froze.

Did you really have to think about it? You were nervous even though you felt you shouldn’t be. Peter was your closest friend and after all he did for you this was your chance to do something for him. You didn’t think as you said, “Of course.”

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What would Dick, Jason, Gar and Peter do if their darling likes to draw and it's kind of pretty good at it? Would they watch from afar when they draw or steal some of their work or maybe persuade them into drawing them?

Dick: Practically nags you into drawing him. He wants to be your favorite (and only) subject

Jason: Will watch you draw and maybe hint at you using him for a model. Jokes about nude modeling occasionally but is kind of surprised when you want to

Gar: Watches you draw and hypes up your artwork a lot. He'll ask you to draw him things sometimes, but not too often because he doesn't want to annoy you

Peter: Art thief. He'll take them whenever he gets a chance or at least snap a picture. What do you expect when you leave your sketchbook lying around? In your room...where the windows were locked...

Someone give me any dark!Peter Parker things to red honestly I'm a slut for dark! Peter 💀💀

Yandere spiderman x reader

Summary: Peter develops a 'crush' for you at school , so what's the best thing he can do , if not stalking you as spiderman

Warnings: yandere themes , obsession, stalking, double personality (?), some violence

Your first interaction with him was with Peter

You both went to the same school and had just started to become friends

Peter soon started feeling things towards you that he realized were a little crush

It didn't take him long to realize this was something else

He grew obsessed with you

He caught himself staring at you , waiting outside your class , always keeping the seat besides him in lunch for you to sit on

But , he had ordered himself to never get carried away while on the suit

He disciplined himself into not approaching you

For around two days

That's how he spent the hours of the nights that you were out with you

( well not really with you since he was watching from the shadows )

He tried reasoning with himself that this is not too wrong , since you were a citizen and a pretty one on the least so you were more likely to get in some sorts of trouble

It is hard for him to not mention the things he learns about you by stalking while talking with you

I mean he so wants to ask about why you were with that boy yesterday, but how can he justify knowing that?

Th n , one night what he had been expecting happend

You were walking down the street wearing your earphones when some guy jumped on you, making you fall to the ground

Before he could even speak to you , spider man, appeared on the incident , knocking the 'villain' out and contacting the authorities

He helped you of the ground , pushing some hair out of your face and giving you the softest look he could through the mask

Even now you were beautiful

He accompanied you home and the two of you chatted the whole way

When you reached outside of your apartments great entrance , you pecked his check and hurried of

It's safe to say that you had developed a little crush on spiderman

So the next day you informed an amazed looking Peter about all the things that happened the day before and you just couldn't stop talking about spiderman

Peter wore the most satisfied smile you have ever seen in your lifetime

After that spiderman and you would hang out often , him walking besides you 'to protect you from any harm that could come your way'

And Spiderman appears very eager to learn more about one of your friends , every time you mention the name Peter

i have an ideaaa

so like,,,what if yandere!mcu peter parker has been stalking his s/o for a few weeks or so, but has never talked to them. then one day he sees them at the avengers tower and he's like 'omg they're here! why are they here tho-' and it turns out that they're gonna be an avenger.

and peter is flabberghasted because he had no idea they had any sort of powers or anything of the sort and maybe it's because when he's being spiderman and saving people, his s/o is also saving people (without showing their face or causing too much of a scene)

sry for the long ask!

Omg , I love this idea SO much:)( feel free to request a part two or for me to add an ending or him kidnapping you or smthing

Peter has been stalking you for some time now and he was quite certain he know most of the matters concerning you

He was a grade A stalker and it shocked him how sometimes he just couldn't find you anywhere. Like where are you ????

There is also a new vigilanete around and so he is even more concerned about you , because what if they want you too huh?

Peter was in the Stark tower at least one a day and he had never seen you there until now

But there you were , your pretty hair a little ruffled , siting at the avengers couch like it was nothing

He is startled to say at least

At first he is completely and utterly concerned because , what if you are in some kind of trouble??

He orders Jarvis to tell him if you go to leave the building , and bolts towards Tony's office , looking for some answers

Imagine his shock when his mentor told him you might be joining tha avengers soon!

At first he was extremely happy thinking that this is a sign and you are meant to be

But then the information settled down on his brain. You will be joining the avengers?? Do you even have powers. No you can't do that it is too dangerous

He informs tony about how it is to dangerous for a kid your age and all that stuff , but Tony insists that you are perfect and actually really powerful

He gets in the lobby and sees you still sitting there , with your phone on hand , writing something

He was worried about you , but this was his perfect chance

Popping right down besides you he smiles and askes you what you are doing there

You of course say some excuse you know is a lie and that angers him a little

WHY would you like to him???

Anyway he tells you that he knows about your powers and that he is spiderman

The way your eyes shine, oh he didn't even think he could fall for you any more , but here he is

You both sat there excited talking about costumes and power functions

He is a pretty tame yandere (for the most part) but after that some cameras are installed to your room and he knows just about every move you do

You are both meant to be after all , right

Platonic yandere avengers x reader x romantic yandere peter parker

Idek how to begin this so beware unlucky readers

Summary: you are an idol ,you are an avenger. How can they not be slightly a little bit protective of you

Warnings: yandere themes , stalking, obsession, fighting, blood , I think this is it

Also this will include(I'm sorry I didn't exactly do the like main six or whatever) Tony , Steve , Bucky , Clint , Natasha , Wanda , Peter

This is longer than I expected and I kinda don't like it but here it is in its full glory<3

When you joined the team , they blamed their protectiveness over you to your personality

I mean you are so cute and look so innocent , how can they not want to protect you ?

Tony had totally not hacked into every single account that you own / have owned in your life and he absolutely hasn't researcher your dad's Facebook to find childhood pictures of you. And he surely didn't print those out and handed then around in the team. Also expect to be spoilt rotten. Complained once about a stain on your favorite jacket? Have three more of the exact same just in case

Steve claimed to need specifically your help to understand how to operate anything mechanical ad expect to have a lot of movie marathons. He will read you before you sleep even though you are not a child anymore because ' he just liked when he is reading out loud'

Bucky would be the type of person to dig in deep in your life. He wouldn't stalk you specifically. That is tasked to someone else. No . He would stalk Al your friends and all your exes and highschool teachers.ad if he had to he would accidentally make some of them he consider bad influences disappear

Clint along with Natasha are your stalkers

Clint will always be hidden close by in case you need help with something (like , idk someone dead?) and my man could literally enter your home , casually look around a bit , stare at your decorations , and be out without you even realizing he was never there

Natasha on the other hand isn't so subtle. You could easily spot her on the other end of the street wearing sunglasses and staring at you intensely. Once you were in a bookstore admiring some books and stationary that you did not buy and the next day they were at your door with a little note that said ' saw them and they reminded me of you - Natasha ' as if you hadn't seen her looking at you. It isn't even that she is stupid . She just doesn't care

Wanda practically lived at your head at this point knowing things about you , you were barely aware of. Like , what do you mean you can't remember that one time you went snowboarding and fell? What do you mean how she knows that story and that you never told her? Of course you did silly!

Peter now was clearly in live with you and the first to meet you and get obsessed over you. When after some time he went to Tony and told him about his feelings , Tony supported his feelings to the max since this could be beneficial for all of them. Peter would never leave , they trusted him and he could keep you close.

Now you seem like a soft baby that needs protection from everyone ands that's mainly due to the way you present yourself and act. You have the most bubbly soft personality and everyone loves that

Being an idol , and an avenger was a dream come true for you , so when you had a big show and gave to them tickets to come see you they of course came( Tony almost bought all tha tickets so it could be only you but Steve stopped him)

Heating a music so fitting to your aesthetic it was like they fell in love (platonically and romantically for Peter) all over again. You are just so sweet and cute

Then a day came where an attack happened in new York and all of you jumped to action. They had no time to stop you from going to battle or even think about doing it really. The only think they could do was act.

Now , your powers were so incredibly powerful that they never thought you would have to fight face to face with someone. But they were terrible wrong

Once the fight was over they all spotted you on the corner of a building with bloody fists and a small trail of blood staining your pretty pink costume. A fan of yours was there asking you to take a picture . You kindly smiled at the camera revealing a set of bloody teeth.

Your fan seemed super excited at that and almost yelled out in joy. You bid her goodbye and went towards the group of your shocked friends

They all just stared at you in an unusually bloody shape , that somehow seemed fitting (?)

Later on they were shown a video of you with a bunch of people , that you were brutally fighting with . They were all left to shreds when you left your head held high.( Peter was even more into you after that)

Asks are always open<3

Platonic yandere avengers

Romantic yandere spiderman

This is for the egg ask I got and I'm sorry but It got deleted twice when I had made some really good progress so this is going to be maybe a little short

Warnings: fighting , limping , implied yandere behavior , I wrote this in the middle of the night

Summary: this thing basically

Feel free to drop me an ask<3

When the egg fell out of your pocket and cracked you started hyperventilating. Natasha assumed it was some normal panic attack that was simply triggered by the fallen egg, and was ready to try and comfort you

On the other hand Thor was confused on why you had an egg in your pocked and an unboiled one for the fact!

Before Natasha could comfort you , bucky an expert at panic attacks stepped in , trying to assure you about how this wasn't a big deal , noone was mad at you and that you were safe , even going as far as to say that they had other eggs in the fridge and he could get you one if you wnted

At the sound of that offer , tony was in common ground and went as far as to offer you a whole chicken 'so you can have eggs whenever you want to apparently'??

Peter just sat there staring at you feeling helpless not knowing how to help you in any way. With all the staring he did, he noticed your hand discreetly slipping in your back pocket and pulling out your favorite pair of scissors that you carried everywhere with you. He felt fearful for your safety ad attempted to say something but was cut of by something extraordinary happening

On the other hand , the only thing you could think about was how to get out of there before-

A teenage girl around yours and Peter age shot out of the egg before you were even able to finish your thoughts

Everyone stood around you and the girl , obvious confusion showing on their faces.

Everything was evolving so fast though and they had time to ask no questions, since when you listened to the screeches from outside the tower , the scissors in your hand got turned to a pair of beautiful swords

You were out of the tower and defeated the monster in a very skillful and efficient way.

After you were done , the monster was slayed ad the girl freed , you returned to the avengers

Clint noticed your subtle limbing and thought about how strong you were unbeknownst to them, and how they had insisted on babying you

Clint had taken you to a cute coffee shop , to buy you some chocolate( he of course couldn't buy you coffee, you are just a baby) and some much needed caffeine in any kind for himself

Him and the other avengers had agreed that new York was just too dangerous for you to walk alone and had decide that each day one of them would take you to school and of of it just to keep you safe

You of course noticed the man coming through the door and you instantly knew you were in danger

You quietly informed Clint about the face. The man quickly pushed you behind his back, not aware yet of what the problem was.

It turned out you were right and he prevented an armed robbery that da while you went to school late and holding some macdonalds.

They never really wondered how you knew you were in danger only ever discussing about how it is actually even more dangerous than they thought outside

On that note Tony placed a tracker on your pai of shoes and favorite jacket, not wanting to let you get hurt.

Peter was obviously worried about you but he felt other things too

First of all he felt relief because now at least they knew what was harming you and could figure out ways to stop it

On the other hand he was a bit turned on by you

They all gathered around you , while Tony had already tasked Friday to analyze the whole video and find out was is happening

They once again began babying you , fretting over your situation and minor injuries

A lot of questions were asked that day and by the end of the interrogation conversation you were left exhausted and fell asleep on the couch

The team of course considered that super cute and Wanda snapped a few pictures of your sleeping form with your favorite blanket placed over you .

Then it was time for their grown up talk , that included everyone but you

' ok, I felt the magic coming out of this monster, but it also radiated of her too. Those swords may be the source of it all'

Wanda explained to the team. They all talked about you for hours , unable to decide how to handle the situation

If you think that them knowing about you being powerful and capable, made them any more attentive and worried , you are wrong. If anything everything intensified since now they knew you were in harm's way.......

This is for @slaymbo <3 who keeps me productive:)

this request might actually be kinda short for once, cuz its like 1 am and im a bit eepy

but you should tooootally write platonic yan!avengers + yan!peter with a seemingly stoic teen!reader. when they joined the team the avengers (except for peter) were kinda dreading having another teen around bc it meant more energeticness. but when they meet y/n, they're just super...chill? like they get their missions done so quickly it seems like they just went for a quick errand.

i feel like peter would be kinda intimidated by them, they probably don't smile a lot and they're only seen when something needs to be done. it would be pretty funny tho if everyone thought y/n lowkey hated them but in their mind it's just "omg my friendsss!!! i love them so dearly i hope im not a bother :)" (that's probably why wanda would be the only one that isn't intimidated by them)

bonus points if peter hears y/n talking to somebody in their room and they peek in and see them talking to their stuffed animals like they're pets and cuddling them tenderlyyy. like they just hear in the kindest voice ever "hello my sweet baby!! ohh i missed you so much *mwah mwah mwah* you're so soft and sweet i love youuuuu"

BONUS bonus points if he takes a pic and frames it like the weirdo he is

LOVE THE ASK AND I JUST TALKING TO YOUR STUFFED ANIMALS-

But also the y/n you are describing is like - the opposite of me?

Like I AM that bubble of energya and I own it up , so writing a stoic reader is HARD

Nonetheless, I thing that kind of reader will get along with bucky pretty great? Idk why I just think that Bucky would totally get that reader likes them , and just doesn't show it as much

Also I think Steve would appreciate reader b they are so effective?

This is like nothing , but I am exhausted from my studies and writer's block is a BITCH

AMD ALL the avengers trying to get closer to reader and in their minds they are filling bc reader isn't showing no kind of emotions at their tries

Meanwhile all reader can do is have a positive freak out on their mind, bc 'NAT NOTICED I LOVE THAT CHOCOLATE AND WENT OUT TO GET ME MORE??:')'

And then like they return to their room and begin jumping on he bed??

After a while when peter tells the other avengers about his and readers interaction, the avengers start monitoring readers room to find out their feelings

That's how they can access you , knowing whenever you're sad or happy or you liked their joke(you will rehearse it to your teddies)

They feel the need to check on the cameras more often when Wanda isn't around to confirm that you did NOT hate them

And while Peter is quite intimidated by you , he keeps trying and trying to get a positive reaction out of you

When he finally manages that , he is utterly thrilled , telling tony all about it and feeling like a star!

K also tony would install cameras in your teddies eyes do the avengers could feel like you were talking at them and not the teddies

Will probably get back to it when I am feeling productive-

hello, just wanted to tell you how wonderful your work is, keep it up and keep rocking :) I was wondering if you could do a yandere Peter Parker x reader oneshot where the reader has powers and she's completely badass? But she kinda has self esteem issues and thinks her feelings aren't important. I'm sorry if I made you sad TvT

I will try my best! And thank you so much for the compliments ♡

Silent Shadow. That’s what she was. At least that’s what it was before the Avengers came. She was a assassin for a group called Hydra. Hydra was all she knew and that’s all she thought there was for her. She was there strongest asset, she was even able to rake down the Winter Soldier. She had beaten every hydra agent in a fight and she had many skills. You’d think she would just run away since she was able to overthrow them but Hydra made sure she would have no one to go to outside of them so they killed her parents and took her. She was alone. At least that was until she grew a relationship with her partner. A platonic one. She thought she had no one.

Until the day they showed up.

“Cap, how’s it looking out there? Need Code Green?” Bruce said from inside the quinjet.

“No, I think we are good Bruce. Tony is taking out the rest alongside Thor. Guess this base wasn’t as important.” Cap replied through the coms. It was true. It was a pretty easy mission, that was until they went towards the cells.

Bucky Barnes alongside Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver got rid of every Hydra Agent in the cells. At least the thought they did until they reach the very end cell with a complex lock. Bucky nodded at Wanda and she quickly used her powers to undo the lock.

Once inside they see a girl. She looked around 16 years old. Bucky froze.

Another assassin.

He knew her.

He rushed to the cyrochamber and opened it to the dismay of the team. They didn’t need another Hydra Soldier to deal with but he was not going to leave her in there. Steve walked into the room and saw him opening the chamber.

“What are you doing Buck?”

“I’m getting her out of here.” He spoke leaving no room for arguments.

“What if she’s dangerous?”

“I know her. She was my partner. She never wanted this. She always fought.”

“How do you know she will still fight?”

“I don’t.”

and finally it was open and he grabbed her then made his way back to the quinjet. The team that didn’t go to the cells were already there.

Tony was the first to notice Barnes carrying a girl.

“What do you got there?”

“...” Bucky didn’t respond. He wouldn’t explain back at the compound. He just wanted her to wake up. He wanted his little sister back.

Back at the compound

Her senses slowly came back to her and she woke up to her hand resting in somebody’s. She opened her eyes and saw.... Bucky! She lightly shook his hand making him shoot up.

“Doe!”

(I thought Doe would be a cute nickname since it forms from the only name they know which is Shadow.)

“Snowy!” She said happily. She was free. She was with her older brother. Everything would be okay.

And it was. For awhile. They took a blood test from her and found out she was Tony’s missing sister who was taken after the car crash with her parents. Her name was Y/N but some still called her Shadow or Doe in Bucky case. She didn’t blame Bucky but he sure blamed himself but he wouldn’t let himself cut her out of his life because of guilt. She developed relationships with the team. Tony and Bucky were her protective older brothers, Steve, Bruce, Clint and Thor were like uncles. Natasha was her aunt. Pietro and Wanda were like siblings. Then there was the day she met Peter. She had finally worked back up her courage and bravery, not to mention her cunningness. She was herself again, just more confident than before the accident. She walked around in stride, almost matching up to Natasha. She would work on her powers with Wanda and then make sure to spend time with her family.

He had come over to the tower after hearing about the new person at the tower from Tony. He had invited Peter to come over and meet his sister, Peter being addicted to pleasing his idol said of course and made his way over.

He was of course expecting a older woman since he knew Tony’s parents had died many many years ago, he was not prepared to see her.

Peter made his way up the elevator of the expensive tower after telling Jarvis what floor he wanted to be on. The elevator opened and there the team was in all their glory sitting on the couch waiting for him and the other guest to be ready.

“Hello Man of spider!” Thor boomed loudly as Peter stepped out of the elevator. Peter waved shyly at Thor and the others followed with their hellos. After a little more waiting Tony was impatient and called his sister to come down.

“Alright, Alright I’m coming! I didn’t even take that long! It would take longer to say your full title thing you like to say about yourself. Isn’t Genius, Billionaire Playboy, Kiss ass?” She smirked as she walked into the room. Peters eyes widened.

She was Tony Stark’s sister?

“Who’s did you want me to meet?” She questioned her brother as she smiled at him cheekily after forgetting the name of the person for the billionth time.

Tony rolled his eyes but he couldn’t stay mad at the sister who came back miraculously from the dead.

“Peter meet Y/N my little sister and Y/N meet Peter Parker aka Spider-boy.” Tony introduced and Peter stepped forwards almost in a daze and held out his when to shake formally.

“Nice to meet you.” Y/N said cheekily as he continued staring. He lightly shook his head and blushed embarrassedly.

“Nice to meet you too.”

She was more confident now away from hydra and he liked her personality.

And it truly was because that was the day that started his obsession with the one and the only

Y/N Stark.

He always came over to the tower to hang out with her as they had grown to be friends but Peter wanted more. Sometimes he came over and stalked her outside of the windows. Peter had hacked the tower from the inside to not detect him as Spider Man on the outside of the tower. Whenever he was in her room he’d touch everything he could and he secretly undid the latch to her window. He snuck into her room every night just to watch her sleep, watching as her chest raised and called from her steady breathing . He took pictures of her whenever he spied and had a secret collection of them filling his closest. He had even entered the room when the other Avengers had decided to run to the store for groceries dressed in their typical jacket, sunglasses, and baseball hats disguises. He cuddled into her blankets and breathed in her scene as he held into her pillow.

He was undeniably in love with Y/N Stark.

And he wanted her to be his.

His plan was soon put into action. He knew her schedules, wasn’t too hard she was required to stay at home as it was too dangerous because of Hydra.

One day he just got lucky, the team had to go out on a mission and she was required to stay home but Tony didn’t want her by herself so he called his trusted intern, Peter Parker. He was asked to go over to the tower to keep Y/N company and he immediately said yes.

And the day started off as usual for Y/N. She woke up and had breakfast, then sat by the tv watching her favorite show Once Upon A Time. She always like watching it because the character Jefferson reminded her of Bucky. She was halfway into episode 16 when Peter arrived in the Elevator.

“Hey Peter!” She called from the couch. She didn’t even look at him. It made him slightly mad. He should be her one and only. Not the stupid tv show.

“Hey Y/N.” He replied after he got over his anger.

“What do you want to do?” She questioned looking at him with a eyebrow raised.

“There are so many things I’d like to do.” He thought to himself but restrained from saying.

“It’s up to you.” He replied shortly continuing to think through his plan. He was confident it would go right if he followed each direction.

They went to the gym and she began to work on her powers while Peter watched her intently. He needed to know her powers if things were to go south with his plans. She first turned invisible then made force fields.

She continued to make the force fields bigger and Peter had to continue to back up to avoid getting hit with it. He began to get too far away. He also didn’t want her to thing that she could push him away like this.

“Y/N stop. You need to get food in you before you continue practicing. Your low on energy.” He faked looking concerned in order to manipulate her to feel bad. Of course she was usually defiant but she just wanted Peter to be happy. So she gave in.

“Alright.” He nodded in praise at her giving in. He knew how to get her now. She needed to please others. Probably a side effect from Hydra but it could be used to his advantage.

They then began baking... well more like Peter while she watched he made her sit down after he was worried about her burning herself. She needed to be taken care of. He also didn’t need her catching onto his plan, taking a pill out from his pocket and crushed it onto the cupcake he was going to give her. It looked like sugar. After being at hydra you’d think she would check her food before she ate. But she didn’t. She had to trust Peter of course. That’s what her brother wanted from her. She felt bad not being able to help around the tower. She felt as if she wasn’t contributing enough. Y/N thought it would help if she did what she thought was expected of her, not what she wanted. She wanted to bake. But if Peter didn’t want her to then she couldn’t deny it.

Then they watched tv but Peter hated it because again her attention was somewhere else. Halfway through Star Wars he turned off the tv and waited for it to work.

Just as he looked at her he could see her eyes be going to droop.

“Oh Y/N are you tired?” He questioned with fake concern.

“Oh, I am. Just a little bit. I slept well last night-“ she was cut off by a yawn. “I don’t know why I’m so tired. I’m sorry Peter. I knew you came over to hang out.”

“It’s fine Y/N. Just got to sleep.”

Just as he said that her eyes shut and he smiled victoriously. She was his. And she wasn’t ever going to leave.

He picked her up bridal style and took her into her room and sat her down on the bed while he changed into his Spider-Man uniform and packed her some clothes. They wouldn’t be coming back here. After packing clothes into a small back pack he picked her up once again and they went swinging out of the tower with Jarvis not even alerted because of Peter hacking it before to not detect his suit.

He arrived at a small house in the middle of the woods and carefully opened the door and brought her inside. Peter glanced around the rooms just in case then sat her in the bed, attaching a chain to her ancle. The clasp part of the chain had a little padding so it wasn’t hurting her but it did keep her there. He kissed her on the head and quickly changed out of his suit. Then got into the bed wearing boxers climbing in next to the sleeping girl. He wrapped a arm around her waist and sighed content.

She was finally his.

The Avengers got back to the tower and saw no one there. No struggle. Nothing.

Tony Lost his sister. Again.

Bucky lost his little sister. Again.

And

Peter had taken the love of his life to be all his.

At least until they check the tapes.

Sorry it’s taken me forever to write this. This was my first shot at a Yandere and I hope it’s good. Sorry if I should have done less back story and more Peter but I hope you like it. Anyways thank you for the suggestion. ♡

Different Person

Pairing: Dark Peter Parker x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: Your best friend Peter has changed and he shows you just how much by keeping you all to himself. 

WARNINGS: Kidnapping. 

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

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“You have no idea how much I have waited for this.” His voice is raspy, almost as if he just woke up.

His eyes greedily drink in every detail on your face as he approaches. To every step he takes forwards matches one that you take backwards. 

“Peter, please. This isn’t you.” you stutter, fear pooling in your stomach. Physically Peter looks the exact same from before yet something about him has clearly changed. 

A dark aura surrounds him. 

His whole behavior changed ever since he joined the Avengers. No longer the bubbly and awkward boy that used to be your best friend since childhood, instead becoming more and more cold and assertive.

The evident proof of his personality change is how he refuses to let you out of the new apartment he has. Completely automatized and secured from the outside world, sound-proofed and covered with several AI systems that prevented you from leaving.

It wouldn’t even let you get close to the door without activating warning alarms.

“This is exactly who I am. I’ve always loved you. Always. You just never noticed me enough.” he declares, an angry expression looming over his brown eyes. He tries grabbing your hand, but you effectively dodge away from him. 

Peter’s jaw clenches as his hand grasps the air instead. He twists his head to the side, momentarily closing his eyes as he sucks a deep breath.

“You better stop with that. I’m starting to lose my patience here. I’ve already told you I’m not going to hurt you.” he growls, flashing you a warning look.

You don’t recognize him anymore, he’s not your Peter. Old Peter would never talk to you like that nor would he keep you hostage in his apartment. 

He reaches for your hand again and this time you don’t move away. It’s best if you don’t test his limits, you don’t want to find out how far he’ll take things. A shiver runs down your arm with the skin contact. Your submission pleases Peter, a cocky smirk appearing in his face. 

“See? It wasn’t that hard, was it?” you don’t reply, ignoring the way his lips touch your knuckles.

“Step by step, I’ll make sure you give in and then you’ll be finally mine.”

Baby on the way

Pairing: Dark Peter Parker x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: With a baby on the way, will you finally give in to Peter? 

WARNINGS: Implied non-con; Implied Kidnapping; Forced pregnancy. 

AN: Hey guys, send me ideas for dark Peter, Paul, Steve or even Bucky, yes? I won't promise to do them, but if i feel inspired enough, i might.

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Peter practically snatches the test from your shaky hands, his eyes glinting with expectancy as he swoons over the test.

He immediately heads over to the counter and grabs the box, trying to figure how to read the lines that have shown up. 

He seems overly excited, in contrast to you, who can’t even stand properly. You feel so devastated inside that nothing feels right.

A small tump is heard and you glance at Peter. 

“Oh! No way! It’s positive. Babe, it’s finally positive!” Peter shrieks, his eyes shining with utter happiness as he holds the pregnancy test like it’s a treasure. 

His words tighten the knot in your stomach in a way that makes you nauseous. You run towards the toilet, choking but nothing comes out.

Peter comes running, kneeling beside you and holding your hair, one of his massaging your back. You stay like that for a few moments, the nausea still faintly present in your stomach.

"It's okay, my love." he murmurs, pressing a small kiss to the back of your neck.

You finally feel good enough to stand up, knees buckling as Peter grabs you with a firm hand. Your hair falls on your face, but you don’t make an effort to move it. 

“I hate you.” you faintly whisper towards Peter. His hand firmly grips your arm, a scowl taking over his face.

“Again with that nonsense? C’mon, I thought we were making progress, huh?” he questions you. You stay quiet, ignoring him. Peter sighs, tiredly rubbing his hand over his face. 

“Listen, we have a baby on the way. Our baby. I can’t let you behave like this when it arrives, so you either choose to be good for me or you won’t see our kid until you start behaving. It breaks my heart but if I need to do this, then I will.” he threatens, his voice dropping an octave yet has a tone of insistence. 

Your jaw drops as you face him, shocked he’d make such a threat. It’s your kid too, he can’t do this. 

Except he can. 

“Peter, I..” you start, only to be shut down by Peter’s lips crashing against yours. The kiss is too wet, his lips swallowing you whole as if there’s no tomorrow. You can almost feel his desperation in it. 

When he finally pulls out, he brings his forehead against yours, his hot breath fanning over you.

“Just…be a good girl, okay?” he asks, searching in your eyes for the answer. You feel tired, too weak to fight him. 

Does it even matter?

So you do the only thing you can.

You nod, accepting your faith. 

Persistance gets you somewhere

Pairing: Dark Peter Parker x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: Peter is very insistent in getting a date with you, even if you don’t want to.

WARNINGS: Harassment; Stalking; Incel vibes; Implied future Non-con.

AN: Hope you guys like it and give me feedback, thanks :)

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“C’mon, it’s just one date. You’ll like it, I promise.”

You ignore Peter as you continue to fill his cup with hot coffee. You were slowly starting to get annoyed at Peter’s persistence, especially when you’ve already told him no so many times. Seems like he just can’t understand that you’re not interested in him as he repeatedly keeps coming into the coffee shop you work at, always repeating his offer.

Maybe you should be a little creeped out at Peter’s obscene insistancy but you can’t, not when Peter looks so normal, always so awkward. He wasn’t a bad guy, you’re sure of that. Maybe just a little too persistent. 

“Peter, you need to stop it. You’re a great guy, I promise,” his eyes light up at your compliment only to darken at your following words. “but I’m not interested. Sorry.” 

He scoffs, his whole demeanor changing drastically at your definite refusal. You try to ignore him as you finally finish filling his cup but just as you’re about to walk away, his hand grabs your wrist, stopping you. 

“Why are you acting so bratty? You think you’re better than me or something? Am I not worth your precious time?” he growls, his hold on your wrist drastically tightening which makes you whimper. You try to twist it, hoping to release it from Peter’s hand.

“Let me go, please. Peter, stop-”

“Everything good here?” a deep voice interrupts the two of you. Craig, your boss, diverts his eyes to Peter’s hand, still closed around your wrist.

Peter immediately weakens his grasp and you take the chance to brusquely withdraw your hand, practically hiding it in your uniform’s pocket. You don’t miss the way Peter’s eyes flash with anger, but right now you’re just glad Craig is here. 

“I was just talking to her, no big deal.” Peter exclaims, jaw clenching as he looks at the older man. Your boss sternely nods, turning back at you.

“I think we need you back at the counter.” you nod, hurriedly grabbing the coffee pot and returning to the balcony, where your co-worker Sasha is standing there with wide eyes. 

“Wow, what was that about?” she asks, but you don’t reply, merely shrugging your shoulders. Your hands can’t stop shaking and you’re just glad that you’re back into the counter.

“He was just a bit….stubborn.” you reply, your eyes itching to look back at Peter but you don’t dare yourself to do so, too afraid Peter would understand that as a signal to approach you again. Sasha clearly doesn’t have the same problem. 

“Dude is still staring at you. In a weird way.” she informs you. You can feel the weight of his eyes on you, it makes you feel even more insecure and scared. Had you misjudged Peter that badly? 

“Oh wait, he’s finally leaving.” Sasha whispers, nudging you with her arm. You turn around just in time to meet Peter’s glare before he walks to the door, leaving the place. His glare makes a shiver run down your spine, the way his usually sweet eyes are now filled with hate.

You force yourself to get back to work and to ignore what just happened. You rationalize it by pretending that he’s just being pushy, that’s all. Not an uncommon thing for waitresses, although it never happened to you.

Until now. 

You feel a pair of eyes following you as you move down the street. It’s subtle but it’s still there. It makes you weary and you speed up your pace. The street is quite empty, late afternoon darkness starting to settle down. 

Clutching your purse closer to your body, you practically run until you’ve reached another street. Discreetly looking over your shoulder, you catch a hooded figure walking towards you at a rushed pace. 

You lose your calm.

Breaking into a sprint, you finally reach your building that unfortunately has a broken lock on the entrance. Galloping towards the stairs, fast steps are heard. 

You arrive at your door, completely out of breath. When trying to take the keys out of the suitcase, they fall to the floor, distracting you. Meanwhile, the footsteps are dangerously approaching and you can hear someone ascending through the stairs. 

You start panicking even more, desperately trying to get the keys to open the door. No one is going to help you, you know that, that’s what you get for living in a bad neighborhood. 

Just as you pull the key into the lock, you’re pushed against the door. A man crashes into you, forcing your body flat against the door. You try to struggle yet you’re not a match for your attacker, who easily overpowers you as he harshly pushes your face against the cold surface. 

Tears build in your eyes while your heart thumps in your chest. You almost feel nauseated from fear, but you don’t dare to say a single word as you hope that he takes your purse and leaves you alone. 

For your dismay, the man presses himself harder against you, his face awfully close to your face, making you impulsively close your eyes. He sniffs you and the moans.   

“You always smell so good, you know that?” 

Your eyes widen with shock.

Peter.

You yelp, trying to force him off you. “Peter, please. Let me go, okay? We can talk about this and-” 

You’re cut off when he rapidly turns you around, forcing you to face him. He shoves his face impossibly closer  to you, a deranged look coloring his eyes. It makes you gulp in fear.

“We’re way past talking now, don’t you think? I wanted to be a nice guy but you just had to act like a complete brat and ruin everything.” he growls, lifting his fingers to touch your cheek.

He’s so close that you can feel his warm breath brushing against your lips. His hand lowers until it ghosts around your breasts, softly caressing it. 

“Now, I'm done being nice so we’re going to do this my way.” an evil smile lifts his lips and you feel cold inside.

“So let’s get inside and have a good time, shall we?”

How would yandere Peter Parker(Tom version) react to the reader running away from her own wedding? Like the vows are being said and stuff and reader manages to slip away from him and hitches her dress and starts to make a run for it? Would he find her and if so, what would he do to her?

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

AN: Thanks for requesting. I didn't know if you wanted just my thoughts on this or a proper imagine, but either way i did a headcanon. Hope you like this :) Make sure to reblog and give me feedback

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(female reader)

WARNINGS: Forced marriage; Implied future Breeding/Forced Pregnancy

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It would be a public yet private and small wedding. Peter wants Aunt May to be there and also his friends (even if it’s just MJ and Ned) but mostly he wants to show you off to everyone. Show that a beautiful girl like you loves him and only him.

Which is a lie, you made a good job pretending to be a loving girlfriend in front of everyone but that’s because you’re afraid of Peter and what he’s capable of.

He has previously proved that he’s dangerous and unless you want your loved ones, you'll have to behave.

Your family may or not be invited. Peter will use the excuse of you not being close with your family but if May insists too much, then he’ll be forced to invite them even after he’s the one that caused an edge between you and your family.

You didn’t want to get married to Peter, but you had to pretend to be happy for the sake of your loved ones. You hate pretending to be compliant but it’s a small sacrifice you have to make.  

But after the vows being said and official kiss is done, Peter leans to your ear and whisper dreadful words that make your heart stop

“I can’t wait to start trying for kids.” 

You don’t want kids, not with Peter. If you end up pregnant, it means there will be no way out for you. Never.

You’d never be able to run away, that task being significantly harder with kids on your tail. 

So, in a moment of weakness, just as Peter is busy greeting his friends, you take the chance and run away.

Surprisingly enough, no one sees you fleeing the scene but they soon notice you’re missing from the venue.

Peter is scared, he almost thinks someone has kidnapped you but that’s until he checks the apartment cameras and sees that you’re packing your clothes in a hurry.

He lowkey lies to everyone, claiming that you’ve felt bad and so he told you to go home and rest and with that, he ends the wedding party.

Peter rushes home and on his way there he makes sure to lock the apartment doors with the security app on his phone. That way you’ll be trapped inside until he reaches it.

And then, well, let’s just say that all your fears will come true.

I don't mean to be mean or rude but there were these people in my class who were wearing like REALLY revealing clothes and I've gotten an idea: How would yanderes Peter Parker and poly yanderes Stucky (Steve and Bucky) react to the reader who's usually an introvert suddenly wearing really revealing clothing since she wants to be noticed and doesn't want to be viewed as an introvert anymore? Tbh, this is actually what I'm thinking rn... it's like if I want to be noticed in my college these days, that's the step I'll have to take but I don't feel comfortable wearing such revealing clothes

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

AN: Hey there, first of i wanted to say that the way i portrait this request is how i believe the yanderes would react but its not me shaming you for wanting to wear revealing clothes. That's entirely your choice and i do hope that you find a compromise that will make you happy. Btw, i also don't wear that much revealing outfits but i definitely admire some girls that do so, to be confident enough to do so. Best of luck with this issue, honey :)

WARNINGS: Manipulation; Body-shaming; Controlling/Toxic Relationships.

AN: You’re in college + dating scenario.

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Yandere Peter Parker

Oh no!

Why would you ever change the way you dress? Because you want to become like all the rest? 

Peter is gonna completely freak out if you start wearing tiny skirts and tank tops, he simply can’t keep his calm

For one side because he’s too stunned with your gorgeous body and all that exposed skin makes him lose his attention even on small tasks

For the other side, why are you doing this? He absolutely loves the way you are and you don’t have to change yourself in order to grab the attention of others. His attention is not enough for you, is that it?

But since you wanted to act up, Peter has no choice but to prove you’re wrong, but he’ll still keep the caring boyfriend facade up. 

“Are you sure that’s not too short? I mean, you look a bit… I don’t know.” 

Dropping these double-meaning hints is painful, especially when you look at him with eyes full of sadness, but he has to.

“Are you sure that the top isn’t too revealing? I mean, it looks strange on you. Just strange, you know?” 

Slowly breaking your confidence is one way to go, but he has to admit that the new-found attention you get also helps. Creepy dudes persistently flirting with you makes you less and less inclined to keep wearing those provocative outfits.

All of this will eventually make you tired of this new style you wanted to try and Peter is more than happy when you announce to go back to your old clothes

Yandere Stucky

Not a chance you’ll ever get to wear short and naughty clothes, not with them 

First of, you’re not allowed to go shopping alone, you always need supervision of, at least, one of the boys

They are the ones that decide what you can keep and what's out of line. No arguments, no discussions.

They decide and that’s final.

Your solution is to borrow clothes from a friend and change into those sexy outfits hidden in the college bathroom. Before the day is over, you go back and change once again to your old clothes, knowing either Steve or Bucky must be outside to pick you up from classes

Now imagine the surprise and the shock they get when one day they both decide to drop in the campus to have a small lunch date with you

Forget about your classes because you’re going straight home, practically dragged down

Steve is angry while Bucky is more disappointed. 

Seriously, what the hell were you thinking? Why are you acting like a slut? Are they not enough for you, are you that attention-hungry that you need to show off to all other people, not to mention all the lies you’ve been feeding them

After being yelled at for around 40 minutes straight, you’re up for some good old punishment. That’ll teach you some proper manners.

Afterwards, you’re up to some time off. Forget about college, forget about your friends.

That’s gonna be your life until they know that you won’t pull something like this again and that’s gonna take so much time cause once their trust is broken, it’s gonna take a long time to build that back. 

So, in conclusion, it would've been better if you hadn’t done any of that.