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the witch and the spider chapter 5- brooklyn bridge

tasm!peter x reader

tasm/nwh!peter x reader

NO WAY HOME SPOILERS

After you and your Uncle, Doctor Strange, closed the portal on the statue of liberty life went back to almost normal. Besides the fact that the two other worldly Peter's were trapped in your universe.

*this is probably the farthest thing from anything canon

*Tony Stark, Black Widow, young Steve Rogers, Vision, Loki are all alive

*Timeline is completely off for some facts

next chapter linked at the bottom

word count: 2.6k

warnings: none

a/n MJ wtf dude, I mean go off ig. also loving the idea of dilf!peter (tobey maguire) lately but not for this fic.

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read time: 9 mins 43 seconds

gif credit @midnighterho

"MJ, I have no clue what to do." you sighed, pacing your bedroom. MJ sat on your bed cross legged. "Have you tried talking to him again?" she asked. "I mean yeah, but I feel weird." "Why?" "I don't know. Whenever I see him I either feel like I'm going to throw up, pass out, piss myself, or all three at the same time." "Oh so you've got it bad for him," MJ laughed. "I can't let myself do this. He's from another universe! He's 28! He has a life back in his universe. He needs to go back to his universe. God- he's Peter, MJ! You know how weird that is?"

You were too busy wrapped in your thoughts that you almost missed the knock on your door.

MJ followed you out to your kitchen and watched from the kitchen island. You opened the door. "Speak of the devil," MJ muttered. You flicked a salt and pepper shaker with your magic from across the island and hit her elbow.

"Peter!"

Oh my god that was way too energetic

"Hey, everything okay?" he asked. You looked at him confused. "Yeah? Why wouldn't it be?" "I don't know, I got a weird feeling. I thought I should check on you."

"Weird feeling, or did you just want an excuse to see her?" MJ asked from behind, chewing on a cookie she found. "MJ!" you gritted through your teeth. "Sorry about her she's just..." you laughed it off. "Oh," Peter 3 laughed. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "You want to come in?" you asked. What the hell am I doing?

"Oh, I mean it looks like you have company."

"You can come back later," MJ yelled again. "MJ, can you go check my, uh, phone in the bedroom?" "Why?" she smirked. "Make sure it's still charging." you gritted, crossing your arms.

"I'm sorry about her she's... quite a character." you laughed. "Oh, it's alright. But what she said- later? I would love- I-I mean like to see you again." he said, staring at his shoes and trying to muster the courage to take a glimpse of you. He was very visibly nervous. "That would be nice." you smiled. "Thank you for checking on me," you smiled. "Anytime I mean- do you have a phone? I mean of course you do but," "You want my number?"

Internally. Screaming.

"Yes, actually. That would be great."

You pulled the pad of pen and scribbled it down on a post it.

"See you later?" "I'll text you."

You closed the door and ran into your bedroom, squealing. "OHMYGOD MJ t-this doesn't feel real HOLY SHIT!"

"Wait-" she said, shushing you. Your door was knocking again.

It was Peter, again.

"I-I'm sorry but the last digit got smudged and-"

Oh shit. Did he just hear me?

"Oh, uh it's okay. Here," you awkwardly laughed. Your face was bright red. You re wrote the number and handed the piece of paper back to him. Your hands touched for a moment, and you felt your witch senses go off. You were surprised you didn't shock the poor boy then and there. You saw the hair raise on his arm. He sensed it?

"Okay," he said, smiling. You two both ignored the fact that you just shared that spiritual sense moment.

"Okay,"

"I better go, uh, thank you." he said, backing down the hallway giving you an awkward wave.

"See you later, Peter!" you yelled down the hall.

"You did it!" Peter 2 exclaimed. Peter 3 was sitting on his couch, bouncing his knee up and down. "I knew you could, buddy. Your amazing."

"I don't know I mean, I haven't done this since Gwen." he sighed.

The vision of Gwen falling down that clocktower repeated in Peter's head.

"Nothing bad is going to happen, Y/N can hold her own. What did you say- she can't die?" Peter 2 asked. "Yeah, well, it's still a lot." "She's not Gwen, Pete. You're okay." Peter 2 reminded Peter 3. "What if this is stupid- she's from another universe. But something about her..." he trailed off. "Makes your senses go nuts, huh?" Peter 2 asked. "Yes! I can't explain it." "That's how I felt with Mary Jane. I mean, it's complicated but I still love her." "Gwen didn't even make me feel this way." Peter sighed. He loved Gwen so much, he felt so guilty betraying her. "Gwen would want you to be happy." Peter 2 said, patting Peter 3 on the back. He almost read his mind.

"So, what are you going to text her?" Peter 2 asked eagerly. "I haven't even began to think about that," Peter 3 sighed, placing a hand on his forehead. "Start off basic- a 'Hey, it's Peter.' is probably good."

Peter pulled out his phone. He was surprised it was still functional here, but to some odd rules of the universe it was.

He typed in your number in his phone

To: (your number)

Hey, it's Peter.

"Should I send it?" Peter 3 asked, his hand was shaking. "What is this- high school? Just send it. We're all adults."

sent.

He threw his phone across the couch and couldn't bare to look at it.

"Hey- look at me." Peter 2 said.

"You are doing great. Everything will be okay," "What if she think's its weird- I mean it has only been like 38 hours since I've met her," "Do not doubt yourself. You are Spiderman. You are amazing at everything you do! Hell, your a very handsome looking fella," Peter 2 laughed. Peter 3 smiled. "See? You've already gotten a response," Peter 2 said, picking up Peter 3's phone.

From: (your number)

Hey.

"Just a hey?" he groaned, throwing his phone back at his pillow.

"A little immature, I'll admit it. Maybe she's writing more." Peter 2 tried reassuring him. "Immature? I mean, she is 20." "Oh my god she's 20. She probably thinks I'm a creep!"

"Hey- no thinking like that. If she thought you were a creep she would have totally ignored you by now."

Peter 3's phone lit up again.

From: (your number)

I'm sorry about my friend earlier, she has some crazy ideas.

"See? She's starting a conversation."

He saved your number in his phone.

Y/N (Witch)

"How many other Y/N's do you have in your phone?" Peter 2 asked. Peter 3 shrugged. "I like staying organized."

It was the middle of the night. You were fast asleep, when suddenly you were jolted awake.

You had no clue, but three doors down Peter was awoken also.

Your senses told you something was off- something wasn't right. You threw on your robe and poked your head out of your room. The hallway was dark and empty, minus the one flickering light at the end of the hallway. You quietly made your way down the hall and looked out the window where the light flickered. As you stepped under it, it went dark. You were about to take out your phone and turn on the flashlight, but you were grabbed in the hallway and swept into a room.

You struggled against your perpetrator but once you regulated yourself, you found yourself with Peter.

He looked at you with a finger over his mouth and shushed you. "What is happening?" you asked him. "I'm really sorry please just stay here," He slipped past you, leaving his quarters.

Why am I sitting alone in his quarters?

You then saw from the corner of your eye, a blue man flying through the air.

"Electro,"

You immediately were about to speed into action, but Peter 1 came into the room.

"Look," you said, hiding behind a dresser and watching him aimlessly float over the city. Peter 1 joined you. You noticed he was already in his spider suit. "Oh, so we're fighting now?" you asked him. "No, I am."

"Your going to need my help Pete," you sighed. "No, I want to do it. Be the one to kill this sick-"

"Hey!" Peter 2 whispered, poking his head into the apartment. He gave Peter 1 a nod and Peter 1 started to follow him out. "Where do you think your going?" you say, grabbing his arm. "Y/N, this could be our only chance." "Your not going without me." you insisted. "Y/N you don't understand-" "I understand completely fine Peter. Let me get changed." you said, pushing past him.

You were exiting the apartment and was met by Peter 2. "Hey, could you please just stay here." he begged, looking concerned. "What is everyone's deal? I'm going out to help Peter kill that thing." you sighed. "But Y/N-" Peter 1 said from behind you. "It's after you."

"And how do you know that?" you asked, whipping around to see Peter 1. "Mr. Stark's equipment picked up on some energy readings in the last hour and they were directed at harming you."

"That's why I saved you from the trap before, he was trying to get you." Peter 3 sighed. "Why would he want me?" you asked. "Remember when we found Mr. Osborn, before you had all that energy come out of you. It injured him pretty badly." Peter 1 explained. "He's been re charging and gaining back his strength but he wants you dead."

"It hurt him- even better reason to let me come." you yelled, pushing past Peter 3 and into the hallway. Peter 3 webbed you back to him. He wasn't expecting to do it as hard as he did, and you flew into his arms. "Y/N. Don't." he said. You could see a tiny flicker in his eye. You recognized it as the memory of Gwen. Mind reading at it's finest. You sighed, stuck in the man's embrace. He didn't want to loose you.

"I want to fight." you insisted, struggling in the webs around your wrist. "Please Y/N, just stay here." Peter 1 begged. "Absolutely not!" you yelled, now pissed off. What right do these men think they have telling you to stay here and let the men go out and do the fighting.

Peter 1 webbed you to a chair against your will. They brought in a half awake Tony. He was unbelievably pissed off he was missing his beauty sleep to babysit you. "Just please make sure she stays here Mr. Stark," Peter 1 sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Be carful out there, kid." Tony yawned.

Peter 3 looked at you, bound up in the chair. He felt so guilty for doing this, he would have loved being out there and fighting along side you. He also knew he had absolutely no right doing this. The longing in his eyes tied a knot in your stomach. He couldn't bare staring at you any longer and followed the rest of the Peter's down the hallway.

"What's up with that?" Tony asked in a suggestive tone once they left. "What?" "You and uh- Peter." "Which Peter," you smiled coyly. "You know- the scrawny longer nose one." "Oh, Peter 3?" "What, you two hooking up or something?" Tony asked, crossing his arms. "Are you interested in him or something?" you said, mocking his tone. "C'mon Y/N. I saw the way he looked at you."

You sighed. "Your not really the type of person to confide in." "Alright, alright. Don't tell me then. I'm just going to assume the worst." "The worst?" "Oh, I dunno. Maybe you two haven't spent a moment apart, and I mean apart." Tony said, making the dumb pointer finger hole sex reference with his hands. "Oh Jesus, Tony. That is NOT true." "Really? Because you could already be infected with his hybrid spider-witch babies and-"

You were sick of hearing this and gave him a simple sleep hex. "Now, how to get out of here." you muttered to yourself. You used the reflection spell and teleported out of the webbed chair. You ran to your quarters and put on your suit. Next, you used the conference room and searched for any reports of where they could be.

Multiple Spider-Man's spotted at the Brooklyn Bridge? posted 3 mins ago

Spiderman sighting on the Brooklyn Bridge, WSAP News Tonight posted 6 mins ago

Mysterious Villain spotted fighting THREE Spidermen? posted 38 seconds ago

"Brooklyn Bridge,"

You ran off Tony's launchpad into the air, heading straight towards the Brooklyn Bridge. You were almost there- you could see the bridge. It looked abandoned, normal. No Spidermen to be found. You were almost there, when a shot of electricity flew through your body. You hit the ground hard, leveling up grass in your path as you fell in an empty park.

Electro flew to you, hovering above you in the air. "That hurt," you yelled to the man. He grunted and shot more electricity at you, but you blocked it with a portal that faced right back at him. His electricity overloaded him once again, but he ended the strain out of his hands. "You think you can do this- defeat me?" he yelled. You got up from your pile of rubble and flew up to his level. "You want to try?"

You were conjuring an energy ball just as a web tied around your waist. "God fuckin damm-"

You were pulled through the air and met by Peter 2 in a tree. "What the hell are you doing?" he panted. Electro took notice to this, but was hit by an electric web by Peter 1. That distracted him and he flew after Peter 1. "I had it covered before you had to pull me away." you yelled. "We meant it when we said stay back." "Really? Because I was about to kill that thing in another three seconds before you pulled me away."

"Where is Peter 3?" you asked. "Why?" Peter 2 asked. Oh god, why did I ask that

"I-I dunno I was just wondering." you lied. "He's out looking for you. When Stark came to he called all of us."

Thanks, Tony.

"Let me go find him."

"No, I'm taking you back to Stark Towers." Peter 2 yelled. "Funny." you smirked, hands crossed. "Excuse me?"

You grabbed Peter 2 and flew through the air with him. He frantically tried to web off to another surface, but you were flying too fast.

You found Peter 1 fighting Electro, looking pretty tired. You dropped Peter 2 off on top of a building.

"Now I know why MJ hated that," he panted, trying not to throw up.

"Hey, Electro!" you yelled, balling up the energy again. He turned his attention from Peter 1 to you. "Don't!" Peter 1 yelled. You threw the ball of energy at him, and he just absorbed it. It wasn't powerful enough.

Electro laughed, taking a large sum of his energy and shooting it at you. You couldn't move fast enough. It was inevitable to hit you. In what seemed like slow motion, Peter 3 shielded himself in front of you out of nowhere.

"Peter!"

The blast knocked both of you on your asses on top of another roof.

Peter 3 was shaking in his suit. You ripped off his mask. His skin was painted black, his hair was fried. Electro found you again.

You were so angry. He hurt Peter. You could have been able to handle the blast. Peter was merely human.

You built up the largest amount of energy you had ever used. It took almost all of your functional energy. You blasted this at Electro, and he writhed in pain. He yelled, sending lightning bolts out over the river. He then seemed to combust, falling apart. He was dead.

You dropped to your knees, then fell next to Peter 3. He was breathing heavy. Your energy was gone, you were surprised you were even still conscious. You turned over with whatever energy you had left and grabbed his spandex covered hand. His eyes were wide, in a panic. Your vision went blurry as he slowly faded from your sight.

Chapter 6