OMG yes part 2!!!!!! THIS IS A MASTERPIECE
Pairings: Mob!Tom x reader
Warnings: mentions of sex
Summary: reader who is the daughter to the most notorious mob boss in London is forced to marry mob boss Tom
A/N: part 2?? Let me know!
Standing in front of the large full length mirror, you glance at yourself in the reflection while your mother hurried around you, arranging the long train of your long dress and tightening the straps on your shoulders. A veil was perched on top of your curls, a golden tiara encrusted with white diamonds kept it pinned into place. Your mother stole a quick glance at your face in the mirror, and instantly stopped fussing over you to place a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“Sweetheart,” she began, sympathy evident in her tone as she watched a single tear slide down your cheek. “You know your father wouldn’t of arranged this marriage if he didn’t think it was the right thing to do.” Grabbing a tissue from the dresser, she gently dabbed at your tear stained face, careful not to smudge your makeup.
“How is signing your only daughter over to a mobster without her knowledge the right thing to do, mum?” That heartbreaking question was the first time you spoke all morning since the night before, when your father announced the news for your marriage to Tom Holland to be finalised immediately. Your family have been at odds with his family for generations dating back to the 1800’s, your father would always say that no amount of money offered could settle the bad blood your family had shared with ‘that pack of heathens’, as he liked to call them. For no cost could ever be agreed upon for the trust and respect that goes into doing business with such people. Until one afternoon, when an offer proposed by a frail, dying Don Holland presented itself by a telegram message written from his deathbed as he settled the last of his affairs. That offer being you.
“I wasn’t entirely supportive of the arrangement too, but as you know dear, your father is not one to negotiate such matters with. I think it would be good for all as time goes on.” Your mother said as she grabbed your hand and gave it a light squeeze in reassurance. Although this plan didn’t lie in the hands of your mother, you did feel some resentment for both parents. “It’ll be good for his business, not for his daughter.” you sighed as you turned to walk away from your mother to sit on the end of your bed. “I always dreamed of marrying someone I loved…” You thought to yourself as your mind drifted off to the thought of Harrison, the handsome young butler who has been the reason for your bed remaining vacant and unoccupied as of late, for lonely nights alone had lead you into the comforting arms of the blue eyed lad, who resided in a single bed dormitory located at the third wing of the mansion where your grandfather had an old wine cellar renovated into servant quarters many years ago.
“You haven’t even met Thomas yet. I heard he is a real gentleman, and very charming.” Your mother replied, casting a playful wink at you as she started to adjust the tiara in your hair. You rolled your eyes and swatted her hand away from you as you stood up. It wasn’t until you smoothed your sweaty palms over your lace dress that you had noticed the hundreds and thousands of tiny pearls woven into the details of the dress. The designer was a mystery to you as your mother had it flown from Paris early this morning, but nether the less, it was gorgeous.
A light tap on your bedroom door awoke you from your daze. Walking across your bedroom, you opened the heavy door where your father’s assistant stood on the other side, a small delicate white box held in his hand immediately gaining your attention.
“Good morning Miss Y/N,” the assistant who’s name you can never remember said. “I have a delivery from Mr Holland.” Confused, you hastily grasped the box from the man and carried it to your large four poster bed, eagerly pulling and untangling the fine pink silk ribbon that adorned the otherwise boring, plain white box. Your mother hurried to your side as you lifted the lid, curiosity getting the better of you both as you were both stunned by what was inside. A gorgeous diamond necklace, like nothing you had seen before was sitting before you. Reflecting the light of the room from the many stones that coated it glimmered from each and every angle. A note was tucked in behind it that read:
“For my beautiful bride. With love, T.H”
AAHAHAHAHAHAAAA FINALLY TOM'S COME TO INDIA!!!! I CAN'T EXPRESS MY FEELINGS RN!! AJGGEHWHAHAJSJSJ
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cute ass fluffy requests??? i got you😉 i’m just gonna ask for small little blurbs tho
- peter accidentally saying i love you while you guys are hanging out with mj and ned
- reader building the lego death star for peter and giving it as a present
- reader trying the web shooters and ends up being stuck to peter, so their face to face and have their first kiss
btw, love your content🤍🤍
Ahh these are so cute thank you!
Peter accidentally saying I love you while you guys are hanging out with mj and ned:
Peter and y/n had kept their 6mon relationship a secret from even MJ and Ned as Ned kept badgering Peter about staying a “bachelor” for college and MJ was overprotective of y/n & wouldn’t like the idea of her dating a superhero.
Peter had a rough day and just wanted to go home and cuddle with y/n but they’d already scheduled a study session with Ned and MJ.
“Why can’t you trust an atom?” Y/n asks suddenly, smiling
“What?” Ned asks confused at the sudden change but Peter just smiles, “why?”
“Because they make up everything” she laughs, causing Peter to join in her laughter and cheering him up a little.
MJ and Ned roll their eyes and try to get back on task.
“Why can’t you take electricity to social events?” Y/n asks still laughing.
“Why?” Peter responds, a wide smile on his face.
“Because it doesn’t know how to conduct itself” she shrugs
Peter’s heart soars as she laughs and continues telling science puns/jokes in an attempt to cheer him up.
“God I love you y/n” Peter says for the first time, despite having thought it for the longest time.
Y/n blushes and neither one notice their surroundings for a moment as she smiles and kisses him softly, “I love you too Petey”.
“What the hell is going on here?” Ned asks as MJ pretends to gag.
Peter and y/n look at each other with wide eyes, they have a lot of explaining to do.
Reader building the Lego Death Star for Peter and giving it as a present
Peter’s birthday was coming up in a week but y/n couldn’t afford to get him much.
She’d been working extra hours so she could afford to get her boyfriend a good birthday gift but it still never felt like enough
“MJ I don’t know what I’m going to get him” y/n whines as they chat in her apartment.
“Doesn’t he and Ned like those Lego things? Maybe just get him a box of those” MJ suggests.
“He has nearly all of them. And he has made-“ y/n stops, getting an idea.
Peter and Ned had wanted to make the Lego Death Star but each time they were close to being done they managed to break it.
Maybe y/n could build it for Peter as a gift
It took nearly a week for her to make it as she wanted to do it on her own. But it was finally complete
Knowing her boyfriend, she added some sealant glue to it so it couldn’t break as easily
To say Peter was appreciative would be an understatement
He immediately texted Ned to make him jealous, saying how incredible his girlfriend was
After learning y/n added sealant, he eagerly set it close to his bed so he could see it each night as he fell asleep
Reader trying the web shooters and ends up being stuck to Peter so they end up face to face and have their first kiss
Y/n had been begging Peter to let her try his Spider-Man gadgets ever since finding out his secret identity a long time ago, so today was no different in that sense
However, today Peter caved and agreed to let her try his web shooters as long as it was indoors as he did not want her trying to swing herself and get hurt
Eager to even just hit the button for the webs, she agreed to the compromise in an instant
Within minutes, his room was covered in web shooter fluid, covering nearly every surface imaginable
Peter was tempted to make a joke about how it looked when suddenly she hit him with the webbing by accident.
Peter looked down and saw the web was attached to his chest but still connected to the web shooters in her possession as well, linking the two of them.
“Sorry Pete! I- how do I let it go?” Y/n groaned, frantically spinning her arms around to try and fix the situation
Peter laughed softly at her frustration but before he could help her, her jerks caused the web attached to his chest to pull him against her
She gasped as Peter’s body slammed into her’s and she apologized as she tried to wiggle free
“Y/n/n, it’s okay” Peter said between laughs. “I’ll get us free” he promised, kissing her forehead.
She blushed and looked up at him with a small smile.
Peter’s eyes drifted to her intriguing lips he hadn’t stopped thinking about since the day they met, and then reluctantly away in embarrassment as he knew she saw
“Peter, you’re going to have to kiss me, because my arms are stuck at my side” y/n laughs, wiggling her arms that were webbed to her side to show her point.
Peter’s face flushed but he wasn’t going to miss his chance and propped his left hand on her cheek and leaned in to kiss her, his stomach turning to mush as his heart swelled
“I should’ve let you try these a long time ago” he blurts as their lips part.
“Now about this… it wears off in a few hours, or I have a solution in the other room” Peter says
“I think we can make do for a few hours, I could always use some Peter cuddles” y/n blushes.
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SAME
my toxic trait is that I need to read a fanfic before I complete any task so that I can have a perfect scenario to play out in my head while I’m doing it
Yes we all need him in our lives 😩
-This boy is such boyfriend material
-I mean just look at this cute bean
-Him swinging through your window with a box of pizza and DVDs when you say you want a movie night
-Because let's be real, movie nights are totally a thing with him
-Peter brags that he has all your favorite snacks memorized and will always buy you some when you’re having a tough day
-In reality he just has an ongoing list in his phone of your favorites, but he will never admit to it
-This bean is a great cuddler don't even fight me on this
-His chest is the best place to lay your head and he wiLL NOT move if you fall asleep on him
-He makes sure his baby stays comfortable
-Peter is the best hugger
-he loves when you play with his hair
-He won’t even deny it, he full on whines like a baby if you stop
-”Why’d you stopppp??”
-”It’s been three hours!!”
-Peter is not afraid to show you off and wants you to be with him in every social event so he can introduce you as his girlfriend to everyone
-he’s not afraid to point you out anytime he sees you
-Honestly, Ned can spot you out in a crowd better than anyone else just cause of him
-”That’s my GIRLFRIEND”
-”Peter, wE KNOW”
-Peter coming over to help you study and finding it cute when you get frustrated
-He just stares at you with amusement and gets sidetracked by your beauty
-My god, there would be so many compliments from this boy
-”You’re adorable”
-”Your hair is magnificent today”
-”That shirt looks great on you!”
-”Have I told you how beautiful you are?”
-He gets so flustered if it’s reversed though
-”Peter, you’re so cute”
-”I-I’m, what are you- what?! I didn’t even do anything!”
-You stealing his hoodies
-It didn’t take him long to figure out where they were disappearing to since you wore them to school
-He thinks they look great on you and encourages you to wear them when out
-The Spiderman secret wasn’t kept from you for long
-maybe two months tops and that was just because you were both really busy and didn’t see each other a lot
-But when the relationship started getting more serious he just blurted it out one day
-You weren’t that shocked, saying you had suspected something while you two were friends
-He was so relieved it didn’t change anything
-Him walking you home from school so he “Can protect you from anything”
-But literally nothing ever happens
-Except that one time there was this bee
-Long story short it almost stung you but he saved you
-Peter won’t ever let you live that down and constantly uses that as an excuse to walk you anywhere
-Not that you mind
-You two building lego sets together
-staying up late to talk about whatever comes to mind
-Peter will always help you carry stuff in the hallway at school
-Sometimes he will just carry all your books and backpacks to your next class while you talk to him about your morning
-This boy rambles a lot, but he loves to listen to you talk
-He tunes everything else out to make sure that he doesn’t miss anything you say
-Because this boy will bring it up later to just show you he was listening
-He’s shy when it comes to PDA because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable so you make the first move for everything
-But in private he is always kissing you and has his hand on your thigh or back or hand or anywhere
-He has to be careful when you two are making out or doing the naughty because you both forget how strong he actually is with his spidey powers and ends up bruising your hips or pulling your hair too hard
-Needless to say he will never forgive himself when this happens
-There’s lots of sweet pampering from him after that even though you tell him repeatedly that you’re fine
-He’s the one that says “I love you” First
-And he won’t let you forget it
-He says it all the time during the most random moments
-This boy is lowkey clinging and will give you all the attention you want if it means he gets to spend time with you
-Peter Parker is just all around a great boyfriend and we all need someone like him in our lives <3
Disclaimer: I'm releasing an old banger but a revised version as my perception has changed!These are just my personal beliefs, and it is completely open ended just like everything else. If you are searching for a “logical” answer this post isn’t for you, this post is for the shifting and manifesting baddies that are open minded to the “impossible” being possible. If you struggle with disassociation this post might not be for you.
We are constantly being told in the manifestation and reality shifting community that we are completely limitless. However, what does that mean exactly? EVERYTHING is made out of energy: our thoughts, emotions, physical bodies, nature, “physical objects,” etc at its ultimate core. Ultimately, we are pure consciousness not attached to any reality. We are the Multiverse experiencing itself. This is why manifestors say that consciousness is the only real reality, and when we enter the “void state” it’s already within us. The void state is just pure consciousness. We are simply entering our truest state of being where we always shift and manifest instantly, where negative thoughts, doubts, feelings, etc don’t exist because this isn’t our natural state of being. We are all “connected” to this energy, because we are all made out of the same energy that makes up the entire Multiverse: spirits, gods, deities, entities, yourselves, physical objects, animals, plants, planets, realities, dimensions, realms, and down to your thoughts. We are everything, everywhere, all at once. Everyone across the entire Multiverse shares a collective consciousness of “I AM” as we are all made up of the same energy. We are all One. I don’t say this to freak anyone out, this should be empowering to know that you have full control of your reality. You can be anything and anywhere right now no matter what. You can do anything and change anything instantly no matter what because time isn't real.
As pure consciousness who are the creators of our realities we have complete and ultimate freewill, so that you have the freewill to create your own beliefs and assumptions. There is no such thing as right or wrong, black or white, everything is grey including what you assume is true or not true. The only real reality is your imagination/consciousness/awareness, because everything is energy. The Multiverse is a paradox, everything and nothing exists at the same time because it all comes down to your dictation as to what is real and isn’t real in your reality. Everything that you can possibly imagine and desire already exists within you, as you are limitless and completely infinite. Nothing is impossible for you. Time is an illusion, and it doesn’t exist so in your imagination where the energy is at its rawest form you already have all of your desires (aka consciousness).
There are no laws of physics that dictate your reality, the concept of the laws of physics is simply your current awareness of reality, which can be easily changed as long as your awareness changes. You are all limitless and you can bend and change the laws of physics/the physical reality with your own assumptions. For example, you assume that you have the ability to fly, as long as you keep assuming that you can fly then your physical reality will transform that. ANYTHING is possible, you create your own rules down to the laws of physics of what is and isn’t possible in your realm of awareness of reality, which can differ for anyone else. Everything that you were taught: spirituality, religion, science, and witchcraft are simply real because you assume that they are real as you were taught since birth to accept certain things as “hardcore truths” when “hardcore truths” is simply an illusion. There are no such things as “ultimate truths” except the ones that you create within your own awareness of reality. This is why “fictional” realities exist, because they simply have a different awareness of reality/“laws of physics” than we do, which can easily be changed. For example, have you ever wondered why some people experience paranormal experiences and others don’t? While they may be real to you in your reality, may be unreal to others in their reality, and both are correct because it is your assumptions that dictates reality. In terms with death, spirits, gods, entities, the astral realm/concept of afterlife, laws of spirituality such as karma, reincarnation, etc-everything boils down to your assumptions as well. These energies are very real only if you perceive it to be real, but if you do not believe in them then they won’t exist in your reality because they will simply not abide by your personal laws of physics. Don’t limit yourself: you can manifest immortality, your desired reality, teleportation, manifesting instantly, time travel, time manipulation, whether you can fly or not, “fictional” characters shifting to your reality, etc as your “core” laws of reality, or lack of. It’s up to you.
Therefore, you completely create your rules to manifest, and how you manifest. Do you shift every time you manifest anything no matter what or simply manipulate the 3D? Up to you to decide, you are correct no matter what because this is your reality. "You" as pure consciousness is where your imagination, desires, assumptions, beliefs and thoughts reside and you already have your all you desires simultaneously because time is not real is the only place you should focus. The physical reality is simply an illusion, and is easily malleable and customisable. It can be changed and manipulated instantly so you can also always change your “laws” on how your reality works whenever you want to. Imagination is your only real reality, where creation is finished it is done. You are never creating anything you are simply being the person who already has your desire/are in your DR. It already exists within you as consciousness being the only real reality. Therefore, the concept of “fiction” and “impossible” isn’t real because what you deem as “fictional worlds” that are created already exist if you assume so. We have just been taught of certain things as “hardcore truths” within this perception of reality, which is completely false and can be changed instantly if we really wanted to. Every single little thing that you think of, desire, etc already exists in the imagination the only real reality right now. Essentially you are limitless you can be anything and anywhere no matter what because you already are that thing right now, no matter what it is. You just need to change your assumption to accepting it.
It should be noted that you do not need to enter the void state to be limitless. All you need to do is accept your true state that you are pure consciousness not attached to any reality or perception of reality, the void is already within you right now. You are the true, ultimate creator /God of your reality, you can even dictate your own “laws of physics” within your reality and what is “true” or “not true.” When you accept that you are more than just your physical body, you open a whole new world of possibilities you deemed “impossible.” You may ask yourself: If it’s the ultimate law that the physical reality must conform to the consciousness that I am (my desires) instantly no matter what then why doesn’t it happen? Whose to say that you can’t just blink right now and be in your DR or have your desired manifestation no matter what right now? Or that you can see the physical change before your eyes to fit your desires or DR? All of this is possible, the problem is that we have grown up in this current awareness of reality to overcomplicate and overthink everything. We think that we need to “believe,” “let go,” “feel happy,” etc. Also, let’s be honest subconsciously we also expect the physical reality to take “time” because we have been taught that we have to “wait” and “work hard” to get everything we want and put “limitations” to our desires. What you need to do is begin to assume that your physical reality instantly conforms to your desires before your eyes no matter what-you don’t need to believe, feel happy, let go, etc. Everything is energy, all you need to do is manipulate this energy by assume what you desire, and make it a dominant assumption. Your dominant assumptions (the energy you put mostly in) always create your reality. Don’t overcomplicate anything just keep assuming in your favour to manifest, shift, create your own laws of physics, etc because your imagination/consciousness already knows every single detail of what you desire since it already exists within you right now.
These were so funny 😂😂😂 💖💖💖
.ೃ࿐𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐭. 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧
I felt like doing this today, maybe a bit boring but eh.
Peter *smiling*: So, when are you going to go out with me?
y/n *smirking*: I don't know, when are you going to ask me?
Peter: Uh..
*LATER*
Sam: SO YOU JUST RAN OFF??
Peter: I DIDN'T EXPECT HER TO FLIRT BACK!!
y/n: Yeah I kinda have a crush on someone, I'm just worried about telling you who ut is because I kinda know how you'll feel about it..
Tony and Steve: Just rip the bandage off.
y/n: It's Peter
Tony: And you better put that bandage back on.
Loki: I've never had a real friend before,
y/n: I can be your friend.
Loki:
Loki: I've also never had a girlfriend before.
*Peter jumping to attack*
Peter: You love me, right, Mr Stark?
Tony: Normally, I would say yes without hesitation, kid, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it.
y/n: Something's burning
Loki: It's just my burning love for you.
Peter *with protective bf mode activated*: It's the ship, Loki.
Loki: Oh
Yelena *tired af*: Why were the two of you up until 3am yesterday?
Peter: How did you know?
Yelena: We could hear the two of you clapping to the FRIEDNS into every 25 minutes.
y/n *wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket*: Okey, maybe we were up until 3am.
y/n: Did it hurt?
Peter:...When I fell from heav-
y/n: WHEN YOU FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!
Peter:
y/n:
Peter: Who told you?
y/n *sighs*: Sam
Steve: Time for plan G.
y/n: Don't you mean plan B?
Steve: No we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip plan C due to technical difficulties.
Peter: What about plan D?
Steve: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half and hour ago.
Natasha: What about plan E?
Steve: I'm hoping not to use it. I die in plan E.
Tony: I like plan E.
Peter: HELP! I TOLD Y/N I'D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN'T COOK!
Clint *pouring milk directly into the cereal bag*: And you thought I could help?
Tony: Fuck!
Steve: Language.
Sam: Shit!
Steve: Language.
Natasha *about to throw a chair at Yelena*: Who the fuck do you think you're calling a bitch, you ass?
Steve: Language!
Rocket: That's one crazy motherfucker.
Steve: Language!
Peter: What the frick frack tickity tic tac snik snak, bro?
Steve:
Steve: What the fuck?
y/n *pointing at Steve*: Language!
(The best of this post and its reblogs, but with links that work)
Here is a website where you can scroll down to all the different levels of the ocean
Here is a website where you can see the future of the universe
Here is a website where you can press a ‘make everything okay’ button, over and over, until things really are okay
Here is a website that you can read if you feel like a burden
Here is a website where you can look at strobe illusions (TW strobe/flashing)
Here is a website where you can cut stuff up (TW blood/sh)
Here and here are websites where you can play with sand
Here is a website where you can draw with macaroni and other fun foods
Here is a website where you can paint someone’s nails
Here is a website where you can grow a garden with emojis
Here is a website with hundreds of videos of people hugging you (rightfully dubbed ‘the nicest place on the internet’ because it really is, y’all, it made me cry)
Here is a website that will take you to other useless websites
Here is a website where you can make a tiny cat play bongo drums (and other instruments!)
Here is a website to help give you gentle reminders <3
Here is a website where you can grow a tiny farm
Here is a website where you can take a bunch of scientific personality tests
Here is a website of calm rain noise
This was really nice ❤️❤️❤️ a part 2.......... pleaseeeeeee 🥺🥺🥺
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pairing: tom!peterparker x bestfriend!reader
authors note: change of POVs midway, from third to first. Agnsty, sorry its all over the place, uhhhhh maybe some awkwardness? :p OH and mysterio still hasn’t revealed Peters identity AND mj and peter aren’t dating & i guess subtle hint of Peters crush towards the reader :-)
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is anybody out there who enjoys reading dark themed stuff?
This was 😭😭😭
A part 2 please 🥺🥺🥺 where the reader has moved on with someone else (maybe loki or Pietro) and Peter is full of regret and wants the reader back????
summary: Peter has to choose between you, his girlfriend, and MJ, his best friend.
prompt: requested by: @gf4hjp - “Don’t. Don’t do that. Don’t make me choose. Every time I’ll pick her. Every time. I can’t have you hate me for that.”
warnings: angst. this was a lil sad to write
notes: angst (if I did a decent job)
word count: 1.5k
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There were only a handful of people that knew Peter Parker’s biggest secret, and after dating him for almost six months, he trusted you enough to know too. You, Ned and MJ were his inner circle.
You could honestly say being with Peter was incredible. He was so charming, he had the perfect mix of shyness and confidence and he made you laugh every single day, so much that your jaw hurt, and it felt like you had done seventy sit ups.
Of course, there were moments where it was hard. He was a super-hero trying to juggle his high-school life, family, friends and his girlfriend. That didn’t bother you though, you knew it was a huge responsibility and you respected that.
The hardest thing to deal with was probably feeling like a second choice at times.
You came around much later than Ned and MJ. You came into an inner circle that had already been through so much together, and it felt like you were always right behind MJ, when really, your relationship was serious enough that you should have at least been on the same level.
You never told Peter any of your concerns. He had too much going on already. The last thing you wanted him to think was that you were a jealous girlfriend.
But things were starting to get worse. He was starting to blow you off to hang out with MJ. He was sitting with her in classes and always making time for her, but hardly ever you.
And you had just about reached your boiling point.
“God, Peter. Pick up!” You spoke through the dial tone, pacing the front of the restaurant you were supposed to be eating at with Peter. For your six-month anniversary.
It was the third time he’d been late to a date this week, but this was the longest by far.
You were fuming. You could feel your heart contracting, your stomach turning, and your hands were starting to shake. But you wouldn’t blow up. He could’ve been stuck with super-hero things. You’d hear what he had to say first.
Almost forty minutes later, when you had given up on calling him and had instead sat on the shady looking curb, Peter landed in front of you, a trail of web following him.
“Hey, babe. I’m so sorry I’m late. MJ needed help with her chemistry paper, and I just lost track of t-“ Peter started his usual rambling of apologies, but you’d heard enough when he brought MJ up.
“That’s why you’re late?” You cut him off as you stood up from the curb, shuffling back and away from his embrace that always came after the apology. You could feel your eyes beginning to burn, but you weren’t going to cry. Not yet.
His face dropped, a quick look of shock flashing across his face before he stepped closer towards you. This was the first time you’d ever reacted like this. “Y/N, look, I know I’ve been late-“
“Yeah, and why is that?” You crossed your arms over your chest, trying to protect yourself from not only the chill running up your arms, but from the impending heartache. You’d never fought before. Not like this.
He couldn’t hide the look of shock anymore. He opened his mouth, like he was searching for something to say but all that came out was a squeaky, “what?”
You felt the tears well up, and you did nothing to stop it. You wanted Peter to see how upset he made you. “On Monday, you were late to our breakfast date. You apologised and you hugged me, and I forgave you,” You gulped down the sob that was threatening to escape, and you knew Peter noticed because he looked away for a few seconds. He didn’t like seeing you like this. “On Thursday, you were late to our movie night. In your own house. May ended up watching half of the movie with me because she felt sorry for me. But you apologised and I forgave you again. And I forgave you the other twenty times before that too.”
You took a second to swat at the tears streaming down your cheeks and Peter lifted his hand towards your face, a look of confliction on his face as he wiped a tear away, but you pushed his hand away, letting out a painful sob.
“Tell me you weren’t with her!” You cried, watching as Peter flinched at the raise in your voice. The look on his face broke your heart even more, but you couldn’t do it anymore. You weren’t going to be second. “Tell me, Peter!”
He was silent for a long moment. Anxiety stricken and running a shaky hand through his messy curls. It made you want to stop. It made you want to apologise and tell him you loved him and didn’t care if he loved MJ more.
“MJ… Sh-she needed help with her paper-“
“God! It’s not that, Peter! I don’t care about you helping her. It’s the fact that you blow me off to spend time with another girl. I’ve always felt second to her and I’m so fucking sick of it.”
“What do you want me to do, Y/N? She’s my best friend. She’s been my best friend for a long time. I can’t just forget about that because I have a girlfriend now!” His irritation was starting to grow as well. He didn’t like feeling like he was put on the spot. He wished he could just make everyone happy.
“I love you, Peter. I love you, so much.” Your voice broke into a whisper at your own confession. You and Peter had never exchanged the three words before, but there you were. A gush of wind blew just as the words left your mouth, making the goosebumps rise on your skin. You could feel how wet and stained your face was from the tears.
“I love you too, Y/N. God, I love you.” He stepped forward to wrap his arms around you, but you held your hand against his chest, stopping him from coming any closer. Any other time, those words falling from his lips would’ve meant the world but now all they did was suffocate you.
You took a deep breath in, skimming your eyes over him. From the corners of his lips turned down into a frown, to the cutest nose that was turning red from the cold, all the way to his brown eyes that had earned your forgiveness so many times. Now they were flooded with emotion.
“Then choose. Who is it, Peter? Me, or her?” You kept your eyes locked on your hand on his racing heart. You didn’t want to see the hesitation in his eyes.
“C’mon, Y/N. I’m not going to choo-“
“Peter, choose. Don’t lie to me, don’t try to protect my feelings. Just tell me, who is it?” You took in another gulp of air, trying to calm your trembling fingers and racing heart. You were so anxious you could feel the bile rising in your gut, and you took another gulp to try and ease the tightness in your throat.
The next words that left his mouth were the ones you’ll never forget. They completely destroyed the ‘I love you’s’ and replaced them with something bitter and hateful. They were the words you expected but never thought you would hear.
“Don’t. Don’t do that. Don’t make me choose. Every time I’ll pick her. Every time. I can’t have you hate me for that.” His voice broke off into a heart-breaking sob as he tried to reach for you, to grasp onto you, to drag you into his arms and tell you he loved you repeatedly until it was all he felt. Until he loved you more than he loved MJ. But you were already gone. Your hand that was once on his heart was tightening around your own throat, trying to hold back the sobs and cries and the incoming panic attack.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so, so fucking sorry.” The tears were rolling down his own cheeks too, but nothing hurt him more than seeing you like this. He wished he could change the way he felt, but he couldn’t, and he hated himself for it.
“Go, Peter. Just go. Please.”
“Y/N, please-“
“Go!” You screamed, finally locking eyes with his. Two broken people. That’s what anybody walking down the street would’ve seen. But no one was out. It was just you two.
He stumbled backwards, almost slipping down the curb, but he quickly caught his step. His vision was cloudy as he staggered away from you. He couldn’t take his eyes off you. He wanted to remember that moment. The moment he broke your heart, so that if he ever wanted to crawl back to you, he’d remember just how badly he fucked you up and he’d think twice.
He watched from a distance as you dropped to the curb, sobbing into your hands.
That was how Peter lost one of the only real things he had ever known.
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A/N:
this was my first time writing angst and I hope you guys enjoyed it. if you have any constructive feedback, please don't hesitate to contact me, I'd really appreciate it. also, any recommendations and prompts are welcome too.