#peterparker fanfic

[sincericida]

frat!Peter Parker, you’re living in my mind. rent free...

[floshav]

want you so bad.

Peter Parker x fem! reader

summary: Peter likes Mj. You like Peter. Everyday is hell when they're both in each others vicinity and you're sitting right behind the madness. You're so close to professing your love for him but you keep it under wraps because it seems like an impossible feat.

Warnings: intense yearning, slight steamy scene, kissing, alluding to smut

He brings his hat down, pushing his fluffy bits of hair to flair out at the ends of his hat. You quirk your head to the side wondering who he was trying to hide from or who he saw. Yet it was no surprise to find that it was Mj.

She walked in with her curly, unruly hair which made her look so, so beautiful. The freckles which danced on her face making her glow and it made you jealous. Why did her natural beauty shine through more than your own? Why couldnt Peter see that in you. Why couldn't you see anything in yourself.

His eyes darted around the park outside your school and finally landed on you. You looked at him with a knowing expression.

"Don't need to play it cool Parker. The whole school can smell your crush from here." You smirk.

He scratches the back of his head and pretends like he doesn't know you till' he gives you a defeated look.

"Whatever you say y/n...." It only takes a few more moments before he breaks

He musters out a breathy whisper which you've heard a billion times before. "Is that really MJ?" Peter gravelly asked, hands at either side of his head, giving in to the fact that he was definitely head over heels for her.

You try to hold in a sigh, " Yes, Peter. It is MJ. For the hundredth time this week!" You yearn out, half joke half seriously.

Peters shoulder's tense up as a dorky smile carves his lips. "Is she looking our way? Or is her nerdy ass stuffed in a book." Peter asks with wide eyes. The eyes which you found so adorable, palpable yet so far from the personal touch of your own fingertips.

You slowly turned your head around to glimpse at the curly haired girl who was indeed lost in a book.

"Yea, shes reading her book." You say as you shoot Peter a tight smile and hate Mj for being the stereotypical mysterious girl. You Wondered if he could sense the hurt beneath you. Of course not. He was just a boy after all.

"I wonder how her long eyelashes feel against her eye bags as she slurs through the words. Or how the spine of the book feels as her soft fingers inch it to crack. Ugh, I just want to count every freckle on her beautiful face. Ya think she's ever thought of me before?" Peter began to ramble sweet nothings to himself as if you were giving him your utmost attention and not thinking about how stars practically lived in his eyes as he talked about her. How you wish he was talking about you.

You felt that familiar soul crushing, heart sinking feeling that you knew too well. The feeling that every boy you've ever liked has given you. The feeling of being so close yet so far away was the final blow.

He placed both his hands on either side of his face again and began to softly bite his lip as he giggled to himself stupidly.

"What're you thinking about Parker." You ask playfully trying to lighten the mood for yourself.

"Her lips... her eyes.... her hair." He smiled to himself so oblivious to the fact that every compliment he gave her was a dagger to your heart.

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2 months

2 months pass and Peter has started talking to Michelle. Instead of walking past him, she smiles, she waves occasionally and has even said small hi's to him. The progress aches your yearning heart further into abyss but you ignore it anyway. Michelle has a new glow to her, she radiates beauty and the colour yellow ever since they started conversing. While you stay stagnant, radiating a plain old indistinguishable grey.

You're in Peters room, you two have just finished a major lego piece you've been putting off and the nights going great.

buzz

There goes your night you think to yourself.

Peter picks up his phone only to reveal his dorky smile again. Hes immediately stuck like glue and you hate it. You hate her. Even though you shouldnt, you couldnt care less.

You lay beside him as he smiles at his phone when in fact he should be smiling at you.

You snatch his phone and crush it, crush it to bits imagining it was Michelle jones, every bit of it Gone. gone to dust.

you snap out of your fantasy and return to see him stuck in her spiders web.

"Hey Peter" you coon

"Whats up?" He sets his phone aside and turns to face you.

Unknowingly you inch closer, and closer but the gap is barely noticeable.

Your eyes flicker down to his lips and you take in a breath. He notices the subtle gesture and his mind wanders.

"Have you ever wondered.." You trail off

"Wondered.....?" He repeated

"Wondered what it'd be like to.."

"to... kiss someone." You shyly whisper knowing you both haven't had your first kisses.

"I think it'd be amazing. Especially with someone you like. Imagine the feeling, the sparks flying. Just everything put into place." He says as he searches your eyes for a deeper meaning behind your facade.

"Yea... Someone you like." Your heart pounds solemnly at the thought that you'd never share your first kiss with your first love because he was tangled up in a love story of his own.

"Why'd you ask?"

"Just... felt like it."

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a month passes since that conversation and you see Peters lips locked onto Mj's as they share soft kisses beside the vending machine. You should feel happy for him but he's all you've ever wanted and you've just lost him. You want to scream, shout, cry but you don't have it in you anymore. You just don't care.

Peter pulls away and Mj has a wide smile plastered on her face. Something you rarely ever see from her. Your mind wanders to what Peters lips would feel like. Soft.. Plush and warm. The wetness of lips on lips makes you aroused. The sounds he'd make if you did something a little more. He was seemed like the type you thought to yourself. The way his face would be so flushed after you'd litter him with affection and kisses. Him gaining more confidence as you went on. Mj watching on the side. You hadn't even realised a dampening form on your panties until you shifted around. You wanted him so so bad, but all you could do was watch from the side.

[thesilkbug]

Rooftops and Polaroids

Character: Peter Parker (I had TASM! Peter in mind but can be read for any)

Summary : After a lot of convincing in your boyfriend’s part, you finally accept to model for him, little did you know that the photos he took end up leaving him speechless.

Warnings : None, just you blinding peter with your beauty.

Word count : 377 word.

“C’mon Baby, Just a couple of shots !”

You were standing awkwardly for your boyfriend peter, who was currently on his knees practically begging you for a photo shoot, or at least, that’s what he called it, arguing that the sunset’s light is doing wonders to your beauty.

Well, you were really flattered that he thought so, but you still hesitated nonetheless.

“I don’t know peter, I look like I’ve just been kidnapped by Spider-man!”

You guys were hanging out on a random empty rooftop of an apartment complex, since you Boyfriend thought it was a good idea to swing you around the city as Spider-Man, claiming the day was boring enough when the only crime in town was a random guy robbing a young lady’s purse.

And it was a good idea really, the city looked dazzling from above, but it eventually became too much for you, and you landed on the rooftop to catch your breath and grab some snacks while chatting about your respective day.

“I prefer “saved” by Spider-Man, and you look gorgeous babe, just chill for me yeah ?”

He says, winking at you before taking out his camera and positioning himself to take the best shot.

You let out a small sigh, while smiling at his persistence, and try to think of a pose that will make you look good.

You decide to lean casually against the half-wall, hands in your pockets while directing your vision away from the camera, it’s the safest pose you know, and so you go with it.

He hums in response, and proceeds to take shots of you, smile never fading from his handsome features.

Although, he easily notices your stiffness, and begin searching for ways to calm you down in what feels to be an awkward moment for you.

“I might have you model for me sometimes, I’m sure the Spider-Man pictures I take have nothing on your beauty”

That causes you to laugh out loud, and peter swore the picture he just took wouldn’t look half as stunning as the view he’s witnessing.

You face him again, and throw him a wink while flipping your hair back for show.

“Only if I can take pictures of you too, handsome”

He smirks, holding his thumbs up.

“Deal!”

Heyy !

Here’s a little drabble I made for you guys, it’s the first one I posted here so I really hope you guys liked it! Please tell me what you think in the comments so I can work on it more !

And If you have ideas and requests please don’t hesitate to send them !

Thanks for reading and have a nice day ♡

[xoluvx]

my vision is peter parker and my favorite song holy ground please and thank you

Oh gosh I know the Peter blogs that follow my blog are most likely inactive but I had this in the drafts for so long .. I couldn’t not share 🥺

I also rewatched the mcu spiderman movies recently & it made me miss Peter so muchhhhh 🥲🥲

holy ground x peter parker

you marveled at the specks of freckles on his nose. mesmerized by the twinkle in his eye. his fingers perfectly wrapped around yours as his hand gave yours a slight squeeze.

he leaned over, lips ghosting over yours until your lips were tenderly touching.

your eyes snapped open feeling the absence of his lips. instead, it was the warm rim of your mug that touched your lips. the bittersweet smell of coffee infiltrated your nose. the scent of coffee triggered the moments you'd spent up on the roof of your school each morning before school. the half-empty coffee cups at your side.

there wasn't a day that passed when you didn't think of peter. you wondered what he was up to. sure, you could look him up on social media but his feed hadn't changed. he never posted. he felt like a ghost.

when you typed his name and searched for him on Instagram, the photos you'd taken of him stared back at you. his bright smile and crinkled nose still made your heart flutter and you always closed the app quickly as if he could see you.

"you okay?" the concerned voice of your best friend replaced the panic you'd felt after looking at his instagram.

you nodded taking a quick sip of your coffee instantly regretting it when the hot liquid made contact with your tongue.

"fuck," you cursed under your breath.

"what's that?" she glanced at the screen. peter was still all over it and you quickly grabbed your phone, locking it and putting it in the pocket of your robe. "why don't you call him?" she asked as if she didn't know the entire history of what happened between you and peter.

"you know why," you mumbled this time cradling the cup in your hand, blowing on the liquid waiting for it to cool down before drinking. "he's spiderman!" you exclaimed.

the moments of just the two of you were gone. the times of laughing on the roof as teenagers and doing karaoke were done. you'd grown up and he'd gone to be a hero.

you were left with nothing but an old scatter of images on instagram.

[rightsforharleykeener]

i have a whole parkner universe in my google docs. a whole seven fic long universe. i just need to finish the fic i'm currently writing and then i can unleash this universe that has been developing for over a year and i have been adding to and editing and writing nearly everyday.

genuinely though, this is so exciting to me because i have roughly about 3 chapters left of my current fic, one continuous fic that i need to pre-write a few chapters for, and then i can release my actual baby. the work i'm most proud of. the stuff that i've put all my effort into.

however, if the people on ao3 don't appreciate it i'm going to curl up in a ball and cry and then probably delete it because that's HOURS of work and i promise you i've put my EVERYTHING into it. anyway that's how excited i am to finally give this universe to the world when i'm done with everything else

[bingbongsupremacy]

ABC's

I tried thinking of characters with names that matched the ABC originally, but I'm just going by fic names now. Some r probably going to be short.

The plain x reader stories don't describe body type, size or gender.

Coming soon....

Almonds - Abby Anderson x reader

Summary: Abby shares the last bit of her food with you when times get tough.

Baby - Joel Miller x reader who can get pregnant

Summary: It's getting harder and harder to spend time with your husband and you have some really important news. (Pre-Outbreak)

Camp Counselor Pt. 2 - Steve Harrington x plus sized reader

Summary: It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger.

Don't Let Me Go - Ellie Williams x reader

Summary: After a near death experience, you're afraid for Ellie to leave you alone.

Every Night - Max Mayfield x reader

Summary: Every night since 7th grade, Max has made it a mission to say goodnight -Face to face. At tonight's visit, you discover that your friendship might have been more than you thought it was.

Fall Out - Isaac Lahey x reader

Summary: Your relationship with Isaac grows more and more strained as the days go by. Will he finally tell you what's going on?

Gumball Machine - Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: All you want is a gumball. Unfortunately, you're out of change.

Heart Breaker - Jonathan Byers x reader

Summary : No matter what you do, Jonathan Byers will never be in love with you. Not the way he is with Nancy anyways.

Incognito - Eddie Munson AU x reader

Summary: All you wanted was a cup of coffee from the new cafe on Main Street. You definitely didn't expect to spill coffee on the Metal Icon Eddie Munson.

Jacket - Eddie Munson x reader

Summary: The night Chrissy went over to Eddie's trailer, you went to. I mean, you weren't going to let Chrissy just go to a strangers house without back up. Unfortunately, when things go wrong, you end up on the same wanted poster as Eddie. Together, you're forced to run away.

Knock Knock Pt.2 - Ellie Williams College AU

Summary: A simple request to turn the music down turns into a frustrating back and forth battle. Why does your neighbor have to be so damn attractive?

Lonely Pt. 2 - Stranger Things Zombie Apocalypse AU

Summary: A few days after the zombie apocolypse took over Hawkins you lost everyone. Once you finally run out of supplies, you're forced to venture out into the town, hoping not to run into anyone and make it to safety alive. Unfortunately, life doesn't always go how you want it.

Marry Me? - Spencer Reid

Summary: Spencer asks you to marry him at the most random time. Garcia does not approve.

Newborn - Joel Miller

Summary: Joel's nervous about holding your new baby.

Only Her - Steve Harrington x Reader (Possible Pt. 2)

Summary: Steve doesn't look at you the same way he looks at Nancy. Does he really love you?

Promise - Eddie Munson

Summary: Eddie promised to come back. After Eddie cut the sheet, preventing you from following him back into the upside down, he promised he'd come back.

Quiet - Johnathan Byers

Summary: When El offers to watch your newborn baby, you're finally able to get some desperately needed sleep.

Reciprocate - John Murphy

Summary: For as long as you've known John, he's always held you at an arms length distance. He's never shared more than he has to. That's why when his behaviors start changing, you're very confused.

Secret Admirer - Steve Harrington

Summary: Never would you have imagined that someone could have a crush on you.

Tell Me Pretty Lies - Theo Raekan

Summary: You've had a feeling that Theo might be cheating on you for a while. Is everything he's said a lie?

Under the Trees - Robin Buckley

Summary: You're in love with Robin. You have been since Freshman year. It breaks your heart whenever she talks about another girl. Unfortunately for you, lately that seems to be all she has to talk about.

Valentine - Max Mayfield

Summary : You ask Max to be your Valentine, unsure of how it's going to play out.

Weak - John Murphy

Summary: You're sick. After days of taking care of the fellow 100, you start to feel the affects of sickness taking over. Who's going to take care of you?

Xenial - Joel Miller

Summary: You're a newcomer in Jackson. Due to lots of new people, you're left with no choice but to share a house with Ellie and Joel. It's only temporary, right?

Yearbook - Nancy Wheeler

Summary: It's finally the end of senior year. While flipping through the pages of your signature filled yearbook, you discover something you never thought you would.

Zander's Pizzaria - Peter Parker

Summary: Closing sucks. Especially when your coworker calls out sick and you're left to do everything by yourself. Things take a turn for the worst when gun welding thiefs threatens your life.

[dorthea07]

~ Upcoming: Special ~

Hey everyone! Thanks so much for reading my work It means a lot to me.

Now...let's get down to business (to defeat the Hans).

As a Christmas present to all of y'all, I will be doing a project I like to call "12 Crushes for Christmas."

Rules:

As my beloved readers, you will get to choose twelve of your favorite characters from the list below for me to write a Christmas themed short story about. You may also tell me a specific request, if you have a character and what kind of stuff you want them to do. (Ex: Peter Parker & Baking Christmas Cookies.)

Here is the List:

Arvin Russell (TDATT)

Chase Davenport (BOS&S)

Coriolanus Snow (THG)

Draco Malfoy (HP)

Finnick Odair (THG)

Five Hargreeves (TUA)

J.J. Maybank (OBX)

Lorenzo Berkshire (HP)

Luis Mendoza (MD)

Mattheo Riddle (HP)

Newt (MR)

Peter Pan (OUAT)

Peter Parker (Tom Holland Version)

Theodore Nott (HP)

Thomas (MR)

The first 12 comments are the ones chosen.

And as always...

Happy reading! <3

[mcubuckyxlokisbitch]

OUT OF ALL THE TIMELINES

CHPT 3: Interogations and Proclamations

Short Series !

Female Asgardian reader (now avenger) X TVA Loki

Chapter 1: Avengers I need your help (done)

Chapter 2: Interrogations and proclamations (done)

Chapter 3: Even Asgardians have myths (done)

Chapter 4:

Chapter 5: -

Chapter 6: -

Surprise !!!!

Chapter 7: Chapter 8: Chapter 9 Chapter 10:

Warnings: Alot of angst <3, somebody kissed but im not saying who, mentions of blood, injury,

Summary: After your Lokis death and have moved on and joined the Avengers. After the aftermath of Endgame you and the other remaining Avengers all seek shelter in the new Avengers Warehouse Pepper Potts bought as a temporary replacement while the Avengers mansion is being renovated. What happened after a very tired mission. Well, you're speechless, to say the least.

a/n: I added a few more chapters because you know dreams lmao so enjoy this one !! Tell me if yall want smut soon. CuZ ye im feeling a smut scene some time soon.

You walked around the Avengers warehouse and got to the medic bay. The push the doors open, "How are her vitals."

"Well for one thin they don't make any sense."

"Ive been trying to heal her but, I can't get a signature on the dark magic... I need your magic to track it." Wanda says as her hands float above the blonde girl.

"She really does look like Loki its scary.... Like put a blonde wig make her shorter and put some eyelashes boom you got blondie here."

You rolled your eyes as your eyes traveled towards Ivars dark matter dagger. A strong dark force gutted your stomach, you could feel the evil from a mile away. You saw the veins around the stab wound as they turned black and spreaded around her stomach.

The only thing that could kill an Asgardian God. With its rusted blade and messily bandanged handle. Just as the myths say, the dagger was made for Odin the allfather but Ivar and his dagger were defetead and casted away before he could use it on him.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breathe to cast a simple healing spell.

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"Alright, enchantments are more than just casting especially when your doing a healing spell." Loki circled around you. You closed your book as you groaned, bored of slow paced lessons set by the prince.

"A healing spell I think we can do something more challenging than that Loki."

Loki stopped in his steps as he brought out his dagger and striked your leg.

"LOKI... AARGH.... YOU MISBIGOTTEN SON OF A LEPPERS GOAT. YOU DAFT ARSE" YOU SCREAMED AT HIM. He chuckled and tipped your chin to look at him with the bloodied dagger.

"Careful, if we go on legal terms thats treason against the prince and queen..." He grinned. "On more serious terms you need to learn how to cast the spell on yourself, this way casting it on others will come naturally."

You tried to hold the cut on your thigh, blood was seeping out continously as you winced when you tried to move your leg. "How am I to focus when im bleeding to death." the words gritting through your teeth.

"Close your eyes and breathe..." Loki sat behind you whispering to your ear. He placed his hands on yours and led them to your wound. "The spell only works when your calm." You took a deep breath and out as your shaky hand lay above your wound. "Feel the energy from your body, allow it to flow through your to your hands down to your wound."

You did as he said. Your enchantments extended to the wound as the blood started to lessen but the wound didn't close. "Now the difficult part. Closing the wound, you can't just imagine it to close, you know the spell."

You said aloud through your teeth holding in your pain. "Rense helbrede såret." Nothing happened, the blood lessen but the wound was still wide open. You were confused and irritated to say the least.

Loki nudged his nose towards the crook of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "A spells power is through its whisper, to be a true master you must not only say it but think it."

Relaxing your hands as Loki slithered his to your shoulders, you casted in a whisper focusing on the spell imagining the wound closing and the energy flowing towards your wound. "Rense helbrede såret." your eyes glew orange as your enchantment casted on your leg closed the wound slowly from one end to the other. The stinging pain you felt a few seconds ago was gone. There was no mark no scar where there was once blood and torn muscle. You laughed aloud and jumped up from your seat cheering.

"I- I did it no way, I just casted a healing spell on my first try... Loki you are magnificent." You turned to the man who raised an eye brow. The unimpressed look which gutted you stomach and stopped yur cheering as you felt shameful.

"Are you proud of such a small spell I mastered long before I was 16 years old." You blushed in shame as you brough your head down. Looking away from him, you could still feel him walk closer to you. "Charms are not something you can play aroudn on the side either you take it seriously and master it or I never teach you again. Do you wish to be great or nothing...."

He was now merely inches from your as he pinched your chin and brought him to look towards him, "So tell me little girl..." At this point you could feel your heart about to jump out your heart at any moment.

"Great or nothing." he whispered

"Great..." you mumbled.

"Perfect." he leaned down as he placed your lips on yours.

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"Perfect-

You snap back to reality.

"Perfect, I have the signature of the spell.... You can take the spear out whenever your ready Y/N..." Wanda smiled.

You blanked out as you saw the wound still corrupted but not as bloodied as it was before.

"Careful, won't asgardians burn or disintegrate when you touch the handle or something." Peter stopped your hand.

"It is merely a myth Peter." You held his. "It'll sting slightly but I'll be fine."

"Wow even asgardians have myths. It's like inception a myth in a myth." Ant man said chewing on his chips in the corner of the med bay on a spare bed.

You hold the dagger and it burned your hand the moment you wrapped your hand around it. You winced and pulled back your hand and shook off the heat. Everyone had their eyes on you as you tried again. You wrapped your fingers around the handle, the burning sensation started as you focused on absorbing the heat but it didn't work.

"Teya, your hand it's turning the same colour as the wound." Sam pointed out

Your hand was corrupted. You casted a healing spell on your hand as you held the dagger handle tighter ignoring the warnings from your teamates.

Only one of asgardian strength can pull out the dagger. But anyone who lays in the hand on the dagger, will meet death.

It was a phrase, a warning actually, you remembered like the back of your hand from your favourite tale.

You pulled the dagger out with some force as the wound on the body closed. You dropped the dagger on the ground as you did too.

You were on your knees as your hand turned black and you wrapped your other hand on it trying to heal it. The room felt like it was a million degrees as you felt the darkness travel through your veins.

"Y/N whats going on..." Sam said kneeling down beside you. "FRIDAY RADIO STRANGE FOR AN SOS."

"Yelena, get Thor, Parker make sure Barnes does not know about this make sure they stay with Loki."

"Don't tell James." You whispered to Sam

"Not a chance princess."

"Wanda hows the wound." You looked up in pain.

"Closing in. But old Asgardian magic is complicated, I need time to find a way for it to not spread."

"Sam, I'm fine." you groaned through the pain still trying to cast the healing spell on your arm.

"Ya say that to your black hand. And..... woah." Sam started to let your hand go when your hand to elbow was turning black

"I'm here..." Stephen walked through a portal.

"Her eyes." Sam said concerened as there was no white left in your eyes just pitch black.

You forced yourself to stand up. Your shaking right hand corrupted as you projected your powers towards the dagger on the ground. Focusing the dark energy to leave your body. You groaned as you saw Stephen observe the situation and walk towards your arm.

"Keep focusing project any corrupted magic into the dagger."

Strange got to position and casted a cleansing spell on you. Helping to slip the dark energy off you. You felt your powers slipping away from you as the dark matter did.

When you felt no more corrupted magic you stopped as there was no more magic to give. Your knees felt weak and you tried to walk towards the closest bed but crumble and fell like a new born baby giraffe.

"I got you gurl." Sam caught you before you hit the ground.

"That was very stupid of you..." Strange said as he walked towards the sword glowing red and black. He formed a shield around it as it levitated towards you. "Here this won't get your hand burnt."

"Y/N, your hand. It.... it, that looks like a raisin." Thor winced.

"Thank you Thor, for that obvious comment." your groaned standing up, carrying the bubble with the dagger with your undwounded hand you walked towards the blonde girl. Who seemed to be breathing better as her vitals improved. You took a deep breathe to feel her aura and her health. Which was improving slowly, slower than it must, you looked up towards the body 2 beds down. "Strange what can be evaluated of this mans vitals..."

Strange walked over to the white haired man and hovered over him. Levitating his file to his hands and read through it. "This man is, hm...."

"Check the jacket , TVA ever heard of anything like it." Sam said tossing the jacket towards Strange. Strange looked at the jacket spread wide open hovering infront of him. "Yes the TVA, yes...... I- I actually never heard of them is this made up?"

"Well there goes our backup." Sam groaned plopping himself back on the bed.

"Well there isn't anything we can do. I'll take the dagger back to my room and we'll recon with Loki tomorow... Everyone eat, the food is here get some sleep, meet up first thing tomorow morning 7 am." You said walking out the medbay. "Friday keep an eye on our guest... update us if anything."

"Yes boss." the loud speaker said before the doors closed.

"A bit random but shes can be very attractive when she gets all demanding and stern." Yelena smirked.

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You placed the sphere down on your tv table plopping down on your bed. You winced as your injured hand grazed against the sheets, clenching it with your other hand forcing down another healing spell, nothing, the redness seemed to fade away for a moment but it still looked bad.

There came a sudden knock on the door. "Y/N??" "Go away strange..."

"Actually." Thor opened the door and gave you a sympathetic smile.

"Thor... Hows-

"Your hand, does it hurt- is it corrupted- how are you do you feel well?" Thor rushed over to your side and sat down on your bed. "Let me see maybe I can be of an assistance.'

"If I remembered correctly you failed enchantment and healing lessons set by your own mother." you pulled your hand away.

"I have improved..." Thor said crossing his arms.

"Of course you have." You stood up and walked to your closet to change into something more comfortable.

"I'm sorry..."

"What?"

"I can't go through this again."

"No one is forcing you to be on this assingment. You may return to new asgard and take a break."

"You should be as well."

"Thor the team needs atleast 1 person who knows Loki."

"What if they didn't." Thor said plainly. You turned towards him confused, but you knew where he was getting to. " What if but for one moment we were selfish, what if we were not heroes, mere asgardians who simply needs to be born, live, then die."

"Thor-."

"You were right..." Thor sobbed, tears forming around his eyes. "It's just like Ragnarok all over again." He stared at the ground.

You walk towards Thor and lifted his chin up. "What can I say to the brother who has been my strength for centuries ..." You sighed "I know with Asgard gone, our duties blur with the destinies we thought we could have lived. For once... I really have nothing to say."

"He looks so much like him." Thor laid his head against your stomach. "I couldn't bear myself to get to know him."

You sighed and stroked his hair back. "You need not talk to him unless absolutely necesarry."

"Falling inlove with him... Loving my brother seems to be the one thing I cannot prevent myself from doing." Thor choked out. "Even though I know the outcome I can't help a part of myself to hope."

"Lets eat... you always feel better after we eat. We shouldn't think about this right now." You brought Thor up. As he leaned forward and embraced you.

"I miss him."

"Me too."

"It's been hard..."

"I know." You sniffled as you stopped the moment and stared out your window. You looked up to him. "Shall we join the others for dinner? "

"We shall." he smiled down as you placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

[uuseles]

I'm back to reading irondad and spiderson fanfiction. I'm looking for a story, I remember the moment when Steve tricked him into giving Spiderman to the kidnappers in exchange for Bucky Steve didn't know it was Peter and Tony found out. Then there was a scene where he punched him through the wall with his suit.

It was on Ao3.

[thankfulformystans]

Hi guys! I decided to come back and write- I mainly want to write for the Sturniolo triplets but anyone in my masterlist is fine!

[kennydoesart]

My favorite quotes from my MCU fanfic ✨

may god be with you all. by kennywrites23 on Ao3!

That’s right, I am a fanfic writer AND and artist! without further ado, I hope these little snippets will pique your interest into reading my fic! (I’ll be updating soon!!)

It’s rated Mature and is a AU of the Purge. :)

You can read it here!

Quotes:

“Fucking laser guns. ” -Chapter 2 On The Road Again

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“Yes, Tony, I am pregnant with our unborn baby.” - Chapter 3 State of Emergancy

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“If ghosts needed houses, this town would fit the bill perfectly.” -Chapter 4 Peach Pie

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“You can’t sneak up on me like that, I have a heart condition!” - Chapter 5 Owen’s Flower Garden

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“Well, that didn’t take long.” - Chapter 6 Pine Trees and Shovel Blades

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“The bad nights are really bad.” - Chapter 7 Two can Keep a Secret

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“We should move to Ohio.” -Chapter 8 COMING SOON 6/14

With that I wish you a happy reading! :)

[browneyesandhair]

Dark Matter by mysterycyclone

Summary:

The last thing Peter sees is Tony's horrified, heartbroken expression leaning over him. The guilt in his eyes is almost worse than the burning pain that's taking Peter apart piece by piece. The world starts to go dark. There's a flash of gold and green. For one moment, he finds himself standing amongst the Guardians and others. And then darkness again. It feels like blinking; an extended period of nothingness that ends as abruptly as it begins. One moment there’s nothing, the next there’s light. “Easy,” a woman says. Her words are gentle, and carry a slight accent that he can’t place. "I'm called Wonder Woman. What's your name?"

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Avengers Team, Clark Kent & Peter Parker, Diana (Wonder Woman) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Peter Parker, Gotham City & Peter Parker, Tim Drake & Peter Parker, Batman & Spiderman

Characters: Peter Parker, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas, Tim Drake

Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Post-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Soul Stone (Marvel), wherein Peter accidentally steals the soul stone, with several interesting consequences to follow, homeless peter parker, peter parker whump, dimension travel, crossovers & fandom fusions, angst and humor, BAMF peter parker, found family

Notes: Okay, I'm definitely not the first person who is obsessed with this fic, but I kid you not chapters 41 & 42 are some of my favorite fighting scenes ever written. Fair warning, the story is not complete, but I still highly recommend it.

(This is part of my year of recs. I'm trying to share some of my favorite stories on tumblr. I've set up a series of Soulmate recs for each month on the 15th, but these will be randomly dispersed throughout the year.)

[444jiya]

foolishly, peter wants his mum, he wants his dad. he wants the people that were meant to be there for him since day 1 and the people who were meant to raise him into a young gentleman. he wants the people who were meant to laugh and joke with him, but also reprimand him when needed. he wanted his parents.

peter wrapped his arms around himself as he sat on the floor next to his messily made bed. he shuts his eyes tightly as if he could try to imagine his dad ruffling his hair lovingly and his mum kissing his forehead. foolish. he knows. but he couldn't help himself; he just missed them so much. it hurt.

moments like these were sharp reminders that he was abnormal for having no parents. no loving family. sharp reminders that at his core, he was truly just the 'quiet boy', and no body else. he was flawed, works in progress. that he was expected to relapse into behaviour not fit for such a cruel world. that excuses needed to be made for him. that he needed real kids with real parents to vouch for his worth.

peter let out a single tear. the tear flowed down his face alone. just like peter had been for all his years. and how he would be for the remainder of his years.

foolishly, peter wants his parents. but they're not here and peter wants them with a yearning ache that pierces through him - a visceral feeling he cannot escape.

[floshav]

Show me the world, spider man. Pt.1

pairings: Fem!reader x spider man/ peter parker

genre: angst x romance x some steamy moments (in pt2)

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ : Self-harm, abusive parents, reader has dark hair, poc friendly, mention of cuts, crying

ʷᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ : 1.75k

proof read! kinda

summary:

Y/n and her parents didn't exactly have to best relationship. They've always had her in an exhausting academic chokehold. She would never be excused to leave the house for anything other than school work and that was on a good night, the rest of the nights she'd have to be locked up in her room studying her ass off for just a test, or a pop quiz they were going to have the next day. The A's and high B's she was scoring weren't even enough to satisfy her parents need for a straight A, prim and proper daughter and this made y/n think dark dangerous thoughts of herself. One day, y/n's had enough of bottling these pent up emotions to herself which only dragged her down into a spiralling pit of depression, so she decides to confine in her one true friend, Peter Parker. Peter takes worry with y/n's condition and decides to swoop in as Spider-man to give her a night out she so very deserves. Except for the fact that.... she doesn't know Peters the one and only spider-man.

It was another one of those nights. The nights where her door would be wide open just so that her parents could spy on her mindlessly studying for the 100th time this week. Never mind 'those nights' it was every night that was like this. The constant pressure to study and do well in school was constantly eating y/n up like an exhausted paper shredder.

This time however, was a much darker night than she'd like to admit. The day had already gone sour for her right from the moment she woke up. The sounds of her parents arguing emitting from the thin poorly built door of her room starting her day off with a miserable note, the way she would look at 'prettier' girls pass by her in the school corriders and wonder why she couldnt have those beautiful golden locks that bounced on the head of them that she'd admire. Or the fact that she very much wasn't like other girls, as cheesy as that may sound. She quite literally didn't have a life other than studying and being the high acheiving daughter her parents always wanted her to be.

This made a pit of jealousy form in her stomach which was only growing by the second. Why couldn't she live her life like a normal teen girl. Why couldn't she be the one confident in her looks making other people whip their heads to see the beauty that lied within her. Why couldn't she just be loved properly. Those were the nagging thoughts that crossed her mind on a darker night like this. The nights where she would fumble around and try to find the old rusted blade of a sharpener she had to de-construct to finally give herself the pain she deserved. She took a deep breath whilst a silent tear wept down her cheek and took the first cut to start the night off with a gruesome opening.

The day was young, fresh and smelt of.... blueberry muffins? Y/n could smell it a mile away coming from the kitchen of her parents apartment. That was the perfect note to finally start the day off with after the past couple of days being miserable. Her wrists ached as she just remembered the endeavours of last night. She felt guilty for inputting this pain to herself, but she knew that later on in the week she would know her worth and know she deserved it. With that, she sucked in the sharp pain and quickly found a long sleeve shirt to wear. It was winter in New York anyway, so who would notice?

Y/n lept out of the room in a rush to taste the delicious blueberry muffins which filled up her senses, only to be greeted with her sister and mom already sharing them whilst crumbs recklessly fell from their mouths as chatter erupted. She did have a sense that her mom always favoured her sister but brushed it off, because its just muffins anyway right... right?

"Ahhh! Y/n my baby youre finally up! Had a good sleep after working your little brain last night?" Her mom said with surprise as if y/n had never woken up this early before.

"yea mom, just a little exhausted. Maybe if i could get a br-" Before y/n could finish her plea of wanting a break for once, her mom cut her right off

"ah ah ah! no no no, finals are coming up and i need to see perfect A's on that little report card of yours. So no breaks until then. Understood sweet pea?" Ah yes, the good ol' nickname to sweeten things up. Y/n always hated that.

''Yea sure whatever you want mom. Anyway could i get a muffin before i leave? They smelled so good from my room and i thou-"

"Sorry hunny... i thought you didn't like muffins! The rest are for aunt May. I was just talking to her the other day, and she mentioned something about muffins- oh thats not the point! did you know Peter, her nephew, got an A plus in physics?-" Before her mom could continue another rant on how someone was always going to be better than her, she decided to tune it out with the thought of seeing Peter today. 'Finally' she thought, she got to see one sane person in her life.

"Okay mom its cool whatever, ill pass them to Peter today at school."

"Uhm- no you wont." Y/n's sister interupted with sas

"Hm? come again?" Y/n said in disbelief

"Sorry sweet pea, your sister wanted to pass them to Peter personally today. Maybe another time for you y/n?" Her mom so gracefully spat out

"Yea... sorry but, i dont think Peter would want to except them from a second choice anyway" Oh the audacity her sister had.

"Ok- whatever, im done for today." Y/n sighed out before rudely exiting the front door and slamming it shut.

She knew the conseqeunces of those actions, but she just didnt care anymore. Nobody in that household knew how much she meant to Peter and how much he meant to her. They practically live within eachother, meaning no secrets were hidden, no matter how private or... embarassing they may be. But no, her poor miserable sister just had to have some sort of stupid teen crush on the poor boy who probably has no taste for her.

time skip to school

"P-parker... you w-WHAT?! You really think my sister- sorry the devil is attractive?!" were the shocked words she threw at him as he playfully grinned at her

"Hey! im sorry that i find her the tiniest bit attractive, but that doesn't mean i like her, c'mon now y/n" Peter defended whilst taking a dangerously attractive bite out of that slice of toast

"Yea whatever." Y/n scoffed whilst avoiding his piercing gaze

"Hey, dont be like that. If it makes you feel better, i still think that you're like the coolest person here and i swear by that."

"Okay sure."

"Y/n...."

"What"

"You're still mad."

"Okay and?"

And with those words Peter decided to pull her away. She didn't know where yet. But she was just glad it was away from the noise the cafeteria painfully inplanted in her ears.

"Peter careful! you're practically ripping my arm off!" Y/n said whilst mentally hissing at the grip he had on her fresh cuts.

"Yea yea just a second, we're almost there"

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It had been around 10 minutes or so of Peter and Y/n just casually 'people watching' from the fire escape above the school building. The sight was refreshing and gave y/n a glimmer of hope that her life may end up being like the rich business lady she saw walking down the street, or the cool skateboarder chick who seemed to not have a single care in the world. Just anybody but her seemed to be better right now.

"So... what exactly would be the problem if i had a huge fat thicc crush on your sister?" Peter conversed to break the ice

"Oh the problem would be you ending up with a broken heart and a bruised face is all." Y/n said exasperatedly

"Okay i get the broken heart bit, but bruised face? Damn, i didn't know your sister was a kick boxer"

"No, I would be the one providing those lovely bruises on your face." Y/n said with a tight twisted smile before dropping it completely

"That wouldn't be too bad" Peter barely mumbled before clearing his throat

There it was again. That growing pit of jealousy began to open up again, as she watched a group of girls seemingly her age pass by with beautiful hair and care free gestures signalling they had freedom right in front of them to use whenever. This finally made the pit in her stomach explode. Why couldn't she be allowed a single droplet of freedom, like a lost tiger in a desert desperately thirsty for anything other than the dryness of sand.

"H-hey peter-"

"yea?"

"I just wanted to tell you.. Things haven't been so good at home lately." Y/n struggled to say whilst gripping her clothed left arm forgetting the sting that stayed.

"Why? What happened? You know you can tell me anything, stupid." Peter said whilst trying to make light of the situation, clearly worried

"I-its just my parents and sister thats all...... Well fine, its not just that. Its so much more actu-actually." Y/n sniffled before an eruption of silent droplets let out from her eyes.

"Hey hey hey, Y/n.... Its okay, im here for you now! You can always trust me. You dont have to worry." Peter comforted before wrapping his lean arms around her warmly

"I-i know. You're l-like th-the only person i would ever t-truly trust here. Y-you dont know how much you've helped me Peter." Y/n was sobbing at this point, trying to keep composture around her best friend.

The tears that left her puffy eyes were an endless stream like the water that would run from a drippy tap no matter how hard you tried to twist it shut. Peter felt a wash of pityness and hurt come over him as the sleeves of his shirt continued to dampen. It felt as if he could feel her pain right there and then, and that he had to do something about it.

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TIME SKIP TO AFTER SCHOOL

Peter sat mindlessly on the edge of his bed, both hands planted beside his torso while his mind ran circles.

"What should i do?"

"How do i make this better for her"

"Should i intefere?"

"I wonder what she's up to now"

were the thoughts that popped up in the sea of Parker's mind. The constant worrying ache to know if she was okay or not, or if she was getting yelled at by her mom or dad again. The thought of it made peters ears turn red with anger at how irresponsible and abusive her parents were.

*Ding!*

There it was. Finally after a good hour of staring blankly at nothing, a good idea popped into his head like the sound of someone earning an acheivement in the thoughest video game. Peter decided on something risky to try and make Y/n feel just a little better.

He was going to show her New York at its peak as........ Spider Man.

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DONT WORRY PART 2 WILL COME OUT SOON FOR THOSE WHO WANT IT!!!! sorry i havent been writing lately, this whole ass draft took me weeks to compile and gain motivation to write, so i hope you guys like it! This is my first spiderman fic and ngl i'm still getting the hang of the mcu so bare with me lol

Okay i literally have school tmr and its 12:30 AM good ngiht.

[natromanoffsgfs]

Hydra AU

At 6 years old, the son of Tony and Pepper Stark, Peter, is kidnapped, never to be seen again. Or, so they thought. Ten years later, while raiding a HYDRA base, the Avengers come across a new, enhanced individual, working for the enemy: in black spandex, with a tendency to stick to walls and shoot webs from his wrists, the Black Spider is a pain in the ass in more ways than one.

(139k words)

Summary: Doing the right thing shouldn’t be this hard, right? That’s what Peter told himself day in and day out, but the world decided to still make his life more miserable (Thanks Parker Luck ™). That was until a knight in shining armor (well it had to be shining if it was bright red) literally fell out of the sky and disturb his perfectly good sleeping arrangements. ……. Or my take on a Peter Parker Hydra AU (65k words)

Tony Stark goes on a mission with the Avengers to infiltrate a discovered HYDRA base. He has orders to kill everyone involved with the operation and he plans to follow those...until he comes across a 16 year old kid with curly brown hair and brown eyes who has spent the last 9 years as HYDRA's prisoner. Instead, Tony helps him escape and they slowly grow closer. But Peter can't truly escape his past; it seems to follow him wherever he goes and put the people he cares about in danger

(257k words)

Finding a compromise between nearly a dozen superheroes and the entirety of the United Nations was a...difficult task, to say the least. Difficult, but not impossible. But with the Accords eventually handled and the Avengers sticking together as a team, the world can remain well protected. Things are going smoothly until a string of robberies and murders comes back with ties to HYDRA, and the Avengers are thrown back into a war they'd thought was long since won.

Meanwhile, HYDRA is rebuilding itself using research stolen from Oscorp with the help of their newest threat - Asset 1562, the boy once known as Peter Parker.

But what happens when their supposed weapon meets the heroes? Things don't always go as planned when it comes to the Avengers.

(215k words)

Peter Parker has been living in HYDRA ever since his parents died at age four. All he can remember are the lessons HYDRA taught him and a series of words that strike fear into his heart. The only thing driving him forward are the memories of meeting his hero The Winter Soldier when he was seven and the goal to one day be as great an assassin as him.

At age sixteen Peter finds himself tangled in the lives of the Avengers and can't help but wonder if there's more to life than what he's been told.

Tony wants to help him, no matter what.

(140k words)

If he was being honest with himself, he was slightly terrified of the skinny boy standing in front of him, who looked as relaxed as he could possibly be, so naturally, Tony stuck out his hand for the boy to shake, ignoring the slight twitch from him at the sudden movement. “Tony Stark.”

“I know,” the boy said. His voice was quiet, calm, but he sounded like he’d seen a lot more than someone of his age ever should, and his eyes, brown and soulful, carried the same message.

“This is usually when you tell me your name, kid,” Tony prompted.

“Oh, right,” the boy said hurriedly. “It’s Peter. I’m Peter.”

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OR

The oh-so-overdone HYDRA Peter trope that literally no one asked for, but we delivered anyway. Featuring shameless Peter whump, way too much angst to be healthy, and a bucketload of Irondad and Spiderson fluff.

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“W-what’s happening?” whispered Peter. He wiggled around on his bed, trying to shrug the hand off his shoulder. “Get off me!”

“Calm down, son,” said the other man. “We’re going to get you out of here.”

“Captain America? Get me out of here?” asked Peter, squinting his eyes and tilting his head. Iron Man hoisted him out of bed, and the covers went with him, hitting the floor by Peter’s feet. “Oh cool, I’m being kidnapped.”

“Not exactly the term I would use.”

OR

The Avengers rescue Peter from a Hydra base ran by his father, Richard Parker, except Peter doesn't really see it as a rescue, and has trouble settling into a new life away from Hydra and his father at the Avengers compound.

OR

Peter learns how to be an actual teenager, live life, and put his abusive past behind him, and Tony learns how to be a father.

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When the Avengers find a malnourished, traumatized, enhanced teen in a Hydra base, they manage to convince SHIELD that the kid is better off in the Compound than the SHIELD Headquarters.

Peter Parker thinks his luck might finally be changing for the better, until he hears a conversation between Captain America and Iron Man that terrifies him--if the superheroes find out that Peter was an assassin for Hydra, he feels certain they'll kick him out--or worse, send him to the Raft for a punishment he surely deserves.

Can the Spider manage to keep his bloodied past a secret from a room full of mind readers, spies and military? It'll certainly prove harder than he'd thought.

(72k words)

broken wing. - Chapter 1 - katified - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

Despite Steve's best attempts, Hydra survived and is recovering; however, during what appeared at first to be a routine raid, the Avengers discover what—or who—may be the key to dismantling the organization for good. Unfortunately, these things are never easy, as their most promising lead refuses to cooperate.

(83k words)

Whispers in the Dark - Chapter 1 - StellaLuna365 - The Avengers (Marvel Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

May and Ben are brutally murdered when HYDRA agents break into Peter Parker's home, seeking the super soldier serum rediscovered by his parents. Now on the run from HYDRA, carrying the formula and desperate to keep it and himself safe, the Avengers take him in for protection. Is he just another job for the Avengers, or will the heroes finally become the family he's always needed?

Meanwhile, HYDRA lurks, and despite the Avengers' overwhelming desire to keep Peter safe, they aren't so easily dissuaded. The adversary is everywhere, and they are just getting started.

(219k words)

Thousands of Agonies - im_your_mom_now - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

In thousands of agonies—I exist." __

Hydra kidnapped Peter Parker when he was three. Known only as the Variable, he grows up in the organization, learns their ways, and becomes something more than just human. Upon coming to the realization that Hydra isn't working for the greater good, he escapes and tries to audition for the Avengers. The problem is, they just won't take him seriously.

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OR: Hydra kidnapped Peter Parker when he was young and raised him into a compliant assassin with spider powers.

(29k words)

[idrinkteedarling]

The light behind your eyes

Song: The Light Behind Your Eyes - My chemical romance

Warnings: Might be sad

A/N: Sorry, this writing is very bad but I really wanted to share. Please  listing the song while reading. Will make it better, I promise xD

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She was as nervous as if it was her first performance in front of a big crowd.

To be fair, it's been quite a while since her last appearance on a stage.

She remembered the day as crystal clear as it has just happened yesterday and not a year ago. Just this single thought made her heart (ache) in the most painful way.

So long to all my friends

Every one of them met tragic ends

With every passing day

I'd be lying if I didn't say

That I miss them all tonight

And if they only knew what, I would say

"Y/N" Someone called and kept her from sinking deeper in those unpleasant memories.

Anya, her assistant, approached. A bright smile lit up her face, which disappeared within seconds. Of course, she noticed the look inside Y/N eyes. That look that appeared by the thought of him only.

If I could be with you tonight

I would sing you to sleep

Never let them take the light behind your eyes

One day, I'll lose this fight

As we fade in the dark

Just remember you will always burn as bright

Anya placed her hand on her shoulder and squeezed it gently. "Y/N, remember: You've got this! Now, make them regret every single harsh word they ever said about you!" With that said, she pushed her carefully towards the stage. "Make them speechless!"

Be strong and hold my hand

Time, it comes for us, you'll understand

We'll say goodbye today

And I'm sorry how it ends this way

If you promise not to cry

Then I'll tell you just what I would say

And that's what she did. It was terrifying yet exciting to be back. Good thing the light was so bright, she couldn't see who exactly was her audience.

Since this event was an award ceremony, some very famous people, probably. She didn't care.

If I could be with you tonight

I would sing you to sleep

Never let them take the light behind your eyes

Adrenaline rushed through her veins, making her regret the decision to perform her newest and most personal song here tonight. But it was too late anyway. She took a deep breath.

Little did she know, some very familiar brown eyes were watching her in shock. Those brown eyes she got lost in 1000 times before.

I'll fail and lose this fight

Never fade in the dark

Just remember you will always burn as bright

Music began to play. Firmly, her hand gripped the guitars' neck as she strummed the first accords. Her clear but yet so broken voice filled the air, already making some eyes wet.

The light behind your eyes

The light behind your

Toms gaze was fixed on her. It hit him to see her, even after all this time. She was the one that left him behind without a single word. This was the best moment to be mad at her behavior, but still… he couldn't. Longing filled his heart. All he wanted was her at this moment.

He wanted to understand.

Sometimes we must grow stronger

And you can't be stronger when I'm gone

At the same time, he did already. Sort of. This song wasn't about something in the life, he was no longer a part of. It was about him, about her, about them. About what they were, what they could have been but never would be again.

When I'm here, no longer

You must be stronger and

Still. She was the one who cut him out of her life. Who left a wound in his heart that never seemed to heal completely, but why hadn't he seen? Why didn't she ask for his help instead of pushing him away?

If I could be with you tonight

I would sing you to sleep

Never let them take the light behind your eyes

I failed and lost this fight

Never fade in the dark

Just remember you will always burn as bright

Finishing the last word of the song, she opened her eyes. They met his. A single tear ran down her cheek. She couldn't look away. Neither could he, seeking for that warm light that once sparkled in them. It was gone.

The light behind your eyes