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Again I am so sorry if people are waiting for the more than meets the eye series. A lot of stuff has been happening in my life this past 2 months, I hope to get part 3 out next week, it’s in the progress but it’s not done. Thank you for tour patience!😊����

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Hi guys,

I’m sorry if you are waiting on the next part for More Than Meets The Eye series, I have a lot of college work right now and personal stuff that I am going through which hasn’t motivated me to write. I have finals in 2 weeks but after that I have a week break so I am going to try to write the next part that week (2-3 weeks from now). I’m sorry again and thank you for being so patient. Just a lot of stuff is going on that I can’t find the time and haven’t gotten the motivation to do it.

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@runawayolives​ I can definitely tag you in the series!

More Than Meets The Eye: pt. 2 Hooded

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: in the beginning Peter is a little cheese but it gets better, mention of death, death (bring snipped), worried Peter

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Peter’s POV

I had lost track of time and it was about 6:30. Well to be fair I just finished helping an elderly lady find the city library. She gave me a churro. But when I went to go find my backpack, it wasn’t where I left it. Damnit, I thought I had a better hiding spot but I guess not. Thankfully I always kept my phone on me. I had to call Ned. I dialed his number.

“Hey Peter are you going to be here soon?”

“Um hi yeah I am. Hey I have a question, is y/n there yet?”

“No why?”

“Oh okay good. Someone stole my bag and I don’t have a change of clothes. I will be there soon.”

“Alright get here fast, I don’t know when y/n will get here.” Ned hanged up after that. This was the best possible situation at the moment. I’m glad she wasn’t there yet, her finding out that I’m Spiderman is too soon. Now that I think of it, I don’t know if I will tell her, or maybe someday, no I can’t. The more people that know, more lives are at risk. He didn’t want to put that on her. He has only known her for a day and he already had the thought of telling her that he was Spiderman. She was driving him crazy. She is all he could think about. Shortly after he pulled up to his apartment and entered through his window. Ned was getting the lego pieces of the millennium falcon organized.

“Hey Peter” Ned said, without looking up at him continuing separating the pieces. He knew that Peter was changing and if he looked up it would be awkward.

“Hey Ned” as he was getting his shirt on which was the last article of clothing he needed to put on. “Any word from y/n?”

“First off no and second I don’t have her number I’m pretty sure you are the only one that has her number”

“Oh right” Peter pulls out his phone. No texts or calls from her, just Aunt May asking if I wanted pizza tonight. Hmm, maybe she was just running late, it was only 6:50 and Peter was late by 20 minutes. He just sent her a message. ‘Hey Ned and I were just wondering if you were still coming. We just want to make sure you are okay. New York can be a big place. If you are lost just let us know. Or if you don’t want to come that’s okay we totally get it. We just want to make sure you are okay.’ Peter had sent her a message. He was just hoping that she wasn’t lost and she was safe. He felt stupid because she was new to the city and had assumed that she knew her way around. 30 minutes later, no sin of y/n. Peter was pacing around the room waiting for y/n to reply back.

“Peter, I’m sure she is okay. Sure she is an hour late but maybe she just stayed home.”

“If she did why wouldn’t she just text me that she was going to stay home?”

“I don’t know Peter. But you need to stop pacing around your room. You worry too much.”

“Ned I can’t sit down. If I sit down I am just going to end up pacing the room again. Maybe I should put the suit back on and look for-”

“Okay Peter what is going on?” Ned interrupted Peter

I stopped for the first time. He was caught surprised by his question. “W-what do you mean?” with a nervous laugh following.

“Don’t think I haven’t see you staring at her all day, from the start of the first period. You could not keep your eyes off of her. Now she is having you stressed out and worried about her, where is most likely she is just at home. Peter you have only known this girl for one day and you act like she is the only girl you have ever seen.”

I run my hand at the back of my neck while closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I mean Ned is right but he is off by a couple words, she is the MOST beautiful girl I have ever seen.

“I don’t know what to tell you Ned, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

“I thought you liked Liz?”

“I do like Liz, well not so much anymore. I don’t know, it was just when y/n steps into a room, she is just so memorizing. She is driving me crazy Ned”

“Clearly” he stated. We both end up on my bed and start to speak up again.

“Peter I’m glad that you are interested in someone but just be careful. I’m sure it’s dangerous to have a girlfriend and be a superhero. I mean at least that is what it’s like in the films”

“Your right Ned”

“I know I am. Now this is what we are going to do, we are going to build the millennium falcon and have a great time doing it. Then I am going to go home and you're going to go to bed and get sleep because I’m sure y/n is home and safe.”

“I guess you're right” I caved in.

“Again, I know I am. Now let’s start building.”

We build for the next hour or two building this millennium falcon. It was pretty sweet. It was also good to spend time with just Ned. Sometimes it can be hard for us to spend time with just us together. A lot of the time I would be patrolling, taking up most of my free time that wasn’t being used for homework as well. Once we finished, Ned left and I got ready for bed. As I got into my bed trying to fall asleep. My thoughts of y/n were circulating my mind if she was safe or not. I knew I was not going to get sleep tonight. I would go looking for her to make sure she is okay but I don’t know where she lives and that usually helps narrow down the possibilities of where she is but I don’t so she could be anywhere. I needed to put my mind to rest so I could sleep but my thoughts of y/n refused to let me. Eventually my exhaustion took over my thoughts which I was grateful for but at the same time, wasn’t.

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Third POV

Next day Peter wakes up and does his normal morning routine, takes a shower, brushes his teeth, puts on his school clothes along with his school’s crewneck and starts to pack up his spiderman suit. When he starts to pack his stuff for patrolling, he realizes that his backpack was stolen. Great. Peter thought. He didn’t know what he was going to put his suit in. Then he remembers that he had this old backpack that he used more when he would sleepover at Ned’s house. He grabbed the bag and gathered his school work and his suit along with his new webs that he made yesterday. It seems that it would be risky to have his suit in his school bag but he feels paranoid if it is away from him, someone is going to find it and steal it and try to figure out who Spiderman is. He finishes packing and goes out to the kitchen and makes some toast. His aunt was sitting on the couch watching the news like how she usually does every morning but she has this worried look on her face while watching the news. I go over to see what was wrong and it turns out that a man was murdered last night in Queens but the cops didn’t have any leads. Peter feels sort of guilty, that’s why he doesn’t watch the news as much. He doesn’t want to see all of the crimes that happen when he can’t be there. He understands that he can’t be there all the time but still seeing this stuff does not help.

“This just makes you realize that this can happen to anyone” Aunt May spoke bringing Peter out of his thoughts.

“Yeah I guess so”

“Peter let me know when you are leaving and arriving at places. I want to know where you are. I just need to make sure you are safe at all times”

“Aunt May, you have nothing to worry about. I will be okay. Trust me” I mean after all, I am Spiderman. But Aunt May doesn’t need to know that, Peter thought.

“Still let me know, for my own sanity”

“Okay Aunt May. I’m off to school now”

“Alright let me know when you get to the school!”

“Will do,” Peter shouted. He shut the door and plugged his headphones in. Peter was lost in his thoughts on his journey this morning. Peter kept thinking about the murder case.He didn’t really want to but it was the only thing on his mind right now. He could really stop thinking about how the cops didn’t know how the man died, which Peter found odd. Most cases they know but they didn’t say in this case. Peter tried to shake off the subject and focus on other things. The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. He knows that he can’t help everyone but he couldn’t help feel that maybe if he was there he would have been able to stop it. Upon arriving at school, he almost forgot to text Aunt May that he got there, he knew if he forgot to text her, especially after just talking about it, he would have been in big trouble. He went to his locker to get a couple of his textbooks when Ned meet him at his locker.

“Hey did you see the news this morning?”

“Are you referencing to the person that died last night?”

“Yeah, did you come across that person by chance?”

“No” Peter said. In his mind regretting get off patrol so soon. The more he thought about it the more he regrets it. Both Peter and Ned walk into class and sit down at two desks in the back “I’m pretty positive it happened after I got done patrolling”

“Oh well, I just you knew something”

“Nope. Not at all.” The more Ned tries to talk about it, the closer Peter is going to snap. As soon as he had the last straw of Ned continuing on about the murder, Y/n walked in, more like ran in. As her body entered the class the bell rang.

“Please take a seat, miss L/n, and let’s not have anymore close calls, alright?”

“Yes sir” she replied, hanging her head with her arms crossed with her binder in between them. She still had those gloves on. She walked to an open seat that happened to be right by Peter. Before could even speak a word, Ned tugged on her sweater.

“Hey where were you last night?” Ned whispers in hopes that the teacher doesn’t catch him talking.

“We were concerned, I thought you got lost or hurt trying to get to my apartment. Why didn’t you respond to my messages?” Peter stepped in, he wanted to let her know that he was more worried than angry with her.

“Guys I’m so sorry I didn’t respond to you guys. I really do feel bad. I was doing my homework and I passed out. I slept for 13 hours somehow, I even slept in and was running late for school. I guess yesterday was a lot for me and I needed sleep. But I saw your messages Peter this morning and I’m so sorry I didn’t reply to last night or this morning, again I was running late and I would rather apologize in person than over the phone.” Peter could see the genuine in her eyes but her heart was stil pounding a little faster than normal but she just ran to class so he overlooked it.

“It’s okay Y/n, we just wanted to make sure you were safe” Peter gently puts a hand on her shoulder to show comfort. Y/n’s face broke out in a slight brush when Peter’s hand was on her shoulder.

“Thank you for understanding you guys” She said softly. She was glad that they didn’t pursue any more questions. She didn’t like lying to the people that had welcomed her with open arms. She didn’t lie to them because she was hiding anything, she just didn’t want them to worry. Clasping when she was about to leave her home and waking up in her bed was something that she didn’t understand herself and needed to figure out before others ask her about it. She already had enough people giving her weird looks and what happened yesterday was something that people didn’t need to know. People have already been giving her a hard time about her gloves. She gets weird looks as she passes people, girls laugh after she has walked by them, and have had people shout ‘prude’ and ‘be risqué, take the gloves off!’ at her. It was only the first day. All she could think about is the day that her dad could say she could go without the gloves. She looked over at Peter when she realized his hand was still on her shoulder. Her and Peter made eye contact when he realized his hand may have been on her shoulder for too long. Peter whispered a sorry while awkwardly readjusting himself in the chair.

Ding! Ding!

Thank God Peter thought brings out of him of this awkwardness that just happened between him and Y/n. Peter looked down at his phone and saw it was Mr. Stark who texted him:

After school come to the tower

Right after, ASAP!

Peter had a slight smile to his face after reading the message. It was most likely that there was trouble which isn’t good but the fact that Mr. Stark wanted his help, made him feel valued.

“Who was that?” Y/n had asked

“Oh um it’s Mr. Stark, I am doing an internship with his company”

“Oh that’s so cool. My dad works at a big bio-company that has interns all the time.”

“Oh where does your dad work?” Peter asked. Y/n froze for a second. She just realized she talked about her dad and now people are asking about him.

“Oh um he um works at Oscorp, you might now have heard of it but did you guys get the answer to number 3?” Y/n tried to quickly change the topic before Peter could ask more questions knowing more than he should. He noticed the quick change but didn���t push it.

“Oh yeah um I got 39, what about you Ned?” Peter included Ned back into the conversation.

“Same. What about number...” as all three were checking their answers with each other.

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As school finished up, Peter headed out to the Avenger Tower to see what Mr. Stark needed him to do. Once he got there he saw all of the other Avengers circled around a hologram.

“Ah great!” Tony seeing that Peter made it. “Now that we are all here, let me tell you why I have all brought you here today. Recently there was a murder that was committed in Queens parking garage late last night.” Peter knew he was referring to the one that was on the news. But Peter was confused, why was Mr. Stark talking about that, that is the stuff that cops can deal with is always what Mr. Stark said.

“Now I know what all of you are thinking, cops can deal with that but the way he died is the problem.” Mr. Stark plays a security footage of a man walking to his car, minding his own business when another person appears in front of the man. The person was in black combat suit that had a hood on top. The person approaches and the other man gets scared and tries to get into his car faster, the person in all black quickly denies the man getting into the car by kicking them in the side and the man smashes into the wall. But then you can see that the figure in black takes down their hood and the footage shows that the person was a girl and it seemed that she said a few words to the guy and he begs for his life and she simply touched him on the cheek with a hand and the man starts to struggle to breath because he seems to be choking for a bit to than be seizing for a bit while color in his face is being drained to a lifeless gray and eventually his body goes limp. In that moment it dawns on Peter that the news never said how the victim died, but know he now why they didn’t.

“Did she just touch him and he died?” Banner asked

“After she touched him he died within a matter of a minute” Mr. Stark commented, “Fury had called me down to the morgue and there were no stabbings or any other possible ways she could have killed them that could have possibly happened that we didn’t see. But it was clear that where she touched him was the cause of his death. Now how did she actually kill him? I don’t know, it just seems like it was some kind of venom”

“Where do we go from here?” Nat asked

“First question is if this is a space mutant” Tony said looking at Thor.

“I have never seen anything like this before and I have seen a lot of weird species but nothing I have encountered have this whatever this is.” Thor answering Tony’s question.

“I mean have you seen every species in the universe?”

“I mean I have seen a lot and-“

“But not every single one” Tony asked interrupting Thor

“Possibly not”

“There how do you know it’s not a space mutant? It could be a species that you have not encountered yet”

“I seriously doubt it Tony”

“Why not? This seems like the kind of thing that could be a space mutant”

“Because if it was Heimdall would have notified me of an inhabited species came to earth”

“Oh um well alrighty then. I guess it’s not from space” Tony tried to brush pass the fact that he was provided wrong but everyone would never forget the time that Thor proved Tony wrong on the spot.

“Well then if it is not from space than another educated guess is that they were given this ability. Wouldn’t be the first time.” Tony said looked between Banner and Steve. Tony was sassy today. “Banner and I will go to the morgue to see if we can sample from the victim. Nat and Steve see what you can find out about our victim. See if there are any connections that could be related to the situation. Hawkeye is if there is any other information on the suspect. Peter and Wanda, I want you guys to go to the location of the scene, see if you guys can find any kind of information there. Everyone good?” Everyone nods “good now shu” and people disperse.

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Peter and Wanda go off to the scene of the crime which was in a garage parking lot. They start to look around got any clues but it seems pointless cause the suspect walked in and out, not leaving anything behind but they had to check.

“Is your senses picking anything up spidey?”

“Not at the moment and please don’t call me spidey please” Wanda cracks up a bit. She loves teasing Peter, it’s easy to get under his skin

“No can do spidey”

“Well, can your powers help right now? Wanda-ey”

“First my powers can’t detect anything and second nice try I know it bugs you more to say that then it bugs me to hear it”

“Damnit, I thought it would-“ Peter stopped. Wanda noticed.

“What is it Peter?”

“Someone else is here” Peter and Wanda we’re prepared for whatever was going to be thrown at them. Then all of a sudden a car pulls up. A guy quickly gets out and points a gun at them but doesn’t fire.

“Who the hell are you guys?!” He shouted

“The question is who are you?!” Wanda replies back

“In just a guy who is trying to figure out who killed my buddy”

“So are we” Spiderman replies to the man “just lower your weapon and let’s talk”

“How can I trust you?”

“Because if we were against you” she shows him her red power hands, “You would be dead right now.” The man sees that there was no way he was going to win, ever if he didn’t know of they were against him. He lowered his weapon.

“Good now let’s talk.” Both Wanda and Peter talked to the man how he knew the victim.

“He’s my best friend. We have been best friends for 13 years now. I guess now he was.”

“If you knew him so well, do know if anyone that would want him killed?” Wanda questions him

“To be honest, probably a lot of people. You see he may be my best friend but he owed a lot of people lots of money. He liked gambling too much. Whenever he owed someone a bunch of money, he would disappear. And he was very good at it too. Well until now.”

“Do you know of the names that he owed?” Peter asked

“Like I said, he owed a lot of people, I don’t know all of them.”

“Is there maybe one that would want him more than the others?” Wanda chimed in

“Well there is this one guy. Scrawny guy, in his 50s, I think, brown hair, glasses, andhad the presence of a billionaire. He is a very powerful and wealthy person, you could just tell by the way he carried himself and dressed. I told him that he should borrow money from this guy, the consequences were more likely significant than he had previously come across but he didn’t listen.”

“Do you know the name of this guy?”

“He didn’t give us a name but he had a name badge that had what it seemed to be a company he probably worked for.”

“What was the company?”

“It was O-” all of a sudden his head quickly leaned backwards as the rest of his body followed behind crashing to the ground. Wanda and Peter were shocked what just happened. Snapping back to reality real fast they looked to see who had sniped the guy and they saw the assassin with hood standing on top of another building with a sniper in her hands, who had gotten a perfect angle to shoot into the parking garage.

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Thank you so much everyone for waiting for this part. It took me a bit to do some fixings and to get it to a point that I liked what I wrote but I hoped you guys enjoyed😊💖

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More Than Meets The Eye: pt. 2 Hooded

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: in the beginning Peter is a little cheese but it gets better, mention of death, death (bring snipped), worried Peter

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Peter’s POV

I had lost track of time and it was about 6:30. Well to be fair I just finished helping an elderly lady find the city library. She gave me a churro. But when I went to go find my backpack, it wasn’t where I left it. Damnit, I thought I had a better hiding spot but I guess not. Thankfully I always kept my phone on me. I had to call Ned. I dialed his number.

“Hey Peter are you going to be here soon?”

“Um hi yeah I am. Hey I have a question, is y/n there yet?”

“No why?”

“Oh okay good. Someone stole my bag and I don’t have a change of clothes. I will be there soon.”

“Alright get here fast, I don’t know when y/n will get here.” Ned hanged up after that. This was the best possible situation at the moment. I’m glad she wasn’t there yet, her finding out that I’m Spiderman is too soon. Now that I think of it, I don’t know if I will tell her, or maybe someday, no I can’t. The more people that know, more lives are at risk. He didn’t want to put that on her. He has only known her for a day and he already had the thought of telling her that he was Spiderman. She was driving him crazy. She is all he could think about. Shortly after he pulled up to his apartment and entered through his window. Ned was getting the lego pieces of the millennium falcon organized.

“Hey Peter” Ned said, without looking up at him continuing separating the pieces. He knew that Peter was changing and if he looked up it would be awkward.

“Hey Ned” as he was getting his shirt on which was the last article of clothing he needed to put on. “Any word from y/n?”

“First off no and second I don’t have her number I’m pretty sure you are the only one that has her number”

“Oh right” Peter pulls out his phone. No texts or calls from her, just Aunt May asking if I wanted pizza tonight. Hmm, maybe she was just running late, it was only 6:50 and Peter was late by 20 minutes. He just sent her a message. ‘Hey Ned and I were just wondering if you were still coming. We just want to make sure you are okay. New York can be a big place. If you are lost just let us know. Or if you don’t want to come that’s okay we totally get it. We just want to make sure you are okay.’ Peter had sent her a message. He was just hoping that she wasn’t lost and she was safe. He felt stupid because she was new to the city and had assumed that she knew her way around. 30 minutes later, no sin of y/n. Peter was pacing around the room waiting for y/n to reply back.

“Peter, I’m sure she is okay. Sure she is an hour late but maybe she just stayed home.”

“If she did why wouldn’t she just text me that she was going to stay home?”

“I don’t know Peter. But you need to stop pacing around your room. You worry too much.”

“Ned I can’t sit down. If I sit down I am just going to end up pacing the room again. Maybe I should put the suit back on and look for-”

“Okay Peter what is going on?” Ned interrupted Peter

I stopped for the first time. He was caught surprised by his question. “W-what do you mean?” with a nervous laugh following.

“Don’t think I haven’t see you staring at her all day, from the start of the first period. You could not keep your eyes off of her. Now she is having you stressed out and worried about her, where is most likely she is just at home. Peter you have only known this girl for one day and you act like she is the only girl you have ever seen.”

I run my hand at the back of my neck while closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I mean Ned is right but he is off by a couple words, she is the MOST beautiful girl I have ever seen.

“I don’t know what to tell you Ned, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

“I thought you liked Liz?”

“I do like Liz, well not so much anymore. I don’t know, it was just when y/n steps into a room, she is just so memorizing. She is driving me crazy Ned”

“Clearly” he stated. We both end up on my bed and start to speak up again.

“Peter I’m glad that you are interested in someone but just be careful. I’m sure it’s dangerous to have a girlfriend and be a superhero. I mean at least that is what it’s like in the films”

“Your right Ned”

“I know I am. Now this is what we are going to do, we are going to build the millennium falcon and have a great time doing it. Then I am going to go home and you're going to go to bed and get sleep because I’m sure y/n is home and safe.”

“I guess you're right” I caved in.

“Again, I know I am. Now let’s start building.”

We build for the next hour or two building this millennium falcon. It was pretty sweet. It was also good to spend time with just Ned. Sometimes it can be hard for us to spend time with just us together. A lot of the time I would be patrolling, taking up most of my free time that wasn’t being used for homework as well. Once we finished, Ned left and I got ready for bed. As I got into my bed trying to fall asleep. My thoughts of y/n were circulating my mind if she was safe or not. I knew I was not going to get sleep tonight. I would go looking for her to make sure she is okay but I don’t know where she lives and that usually helps narrow down the possibilities of where she is but I don’t so she could be anywhere. I needed to put my mind to rest so I could sleep but my thoughts of y/n refused to let me. Eventually my exhaustion took over my thoughts which I was grateful for but at the same time, wasn’t.

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Third POV

Next day Peter wakes up and does his normal morning routine, takes a shower, brushes his teeth, puts on his school clothes along with his school’s crewneck and starts to pack up his spiderman suit. When he starts to pack his stuff for patrolling, he realizes that his backpack was stolen. Great. Peter thought. He didn’t know what he was going to put his suit in. Then he remembers that he had this old backpack that he used more when he would sleepover at Ned’s house. He grabbed the bag and gathered his school work and his suit along with his new webs that he made yesterday. It seems that it would be risky to have his suit in his school bag but he feels paranoid if it is away from him, someone is going to find it and steal it and try to figure out who Spiderman is. He finishes packing and goes out to the kitchen and makes some toast. His aunt was sitting on the couch watching the news like how she usually does every morning but she has this worried look on her face while watching the news. I go over to see what was wrong and it turns out that a man was murdered last night in Queens but the cops didn’t have any leads. Peter feels sort of guilty, that’s why he doesn’t watch the news as much. He doesn’t want to see all of the crimes that happen when he can’t be there. He understands that he can’t be there all the time but still seeing this stuff does not help.

“This just makes you realize that this can happen to anyone” Aunt May spoke bringing Peter out of his thoughts.

“Yeah I guess so”

“Peter let me know when you are leaving and arriving at places. I want to know where you are. I just need to make sure you are safe at all times”

“Aunt May, you have nothing to worry about. I will be okay. Trust me” I mean after all, I am Spiderman. But Aunt May doesn’t need to know that, Peter thought.

“Still let me know, for my own sanity”

“Okay Aunt May. I’m off to school now”

“Alright let me know when you get to the school!”

“Will do,” Peter shouted. He shut the door and plugged his headphones in. Peter was lost in his thoughts on his journey this morning. Peter kept thinking about the murder case.He didn’t really want to but it was the only thing on his mind right now. He could really stop thinking about how the cops didn’t know how the man died, which Peter found odd. Most cases they know but they didn’t say in this case. Peter tried to shake off the subject and focus on other things. The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. He knows that he can’t help everyone but he couldn’t help feel that maybe if he was there he would have been able to stop it. Upon arriving at school, he almost forgot to text Aunt May that he got there, he knew if he forgot to text her, especially after just talking about it, he would have been in big trouble. He went to his locker to get a couple of his textbooks when Ned meet him at his locker.

“Hey did you see the news this morning?”

“Are you referencing to the person that died last night?”

“Yeah, did you come across that person by chance?”

“No” Peter said. In his mind regretting get off patrol so soon. The more he thought about it the more he regrets it. Both Peter and Ned walk into class and sit down at two desks in the back “I’m pretty positive it happened after I got done patrolling”

“Oh well, I just you knew something”

“Nope. Not at all.” The more Ned tries to talk about it, the closer Peter is going to snap. As soon as he had the last straw of Ned continuing on about the murder, Y/n walked in, more like ran in. As her body entered the class the bell rang.

“Please take a seat, miss L/n, and let’s not have anymore close calls, alright?”

“Yes sir” she replied, hanging her head with her arms crossed with her binder in between them. She still had those gloves on. She walked to an open seat that happened to be right by Peter. Before could even speak a word, Ned tugged on her sweater.

“Hey where were you last night?” Ned whispers in hopes that the teacher doesn’t catch him talking.

“We were concerned, I thought you got lost or hurt trying to get to my apartment. Why didn’t you respond to my messages?” Peter stepped in, he wanted to let her know that he was more worried than angry with her.

“Guys I’m so sorry I didn’t respond to you guys. I really do feel bad. I was doing my homework and I passed out. I slept for 13 hours somehow, I even slept in and was running late for school. I guess yesterday was a lot for me and I needed sleep. But I saw your messages Peter this morning and I’m so sorry I didn’t reply to last night or this morning, again I was running late and I would rather apologize in person than over the phone.” Peter could see the genuine in her eyes but her heart was stil pounding a little faster than normal but she just ran to class so he overlooked it.

“It’s okay Y/n, we just wanted to make sure you were safe” Peter gently puts a hand on her shoulder to show comfort. Y/n’s face broke out in a slight brush when Peter’s hand was on her shoulder.

“Thank you for understanding you guys” She said softly. She was glad that they didn’t pursue any more questions. She didn’t like lying to the people that had welcomed her with open arms. She didn’t lie to them because she was hiding anything, she just didn’t want them to worry. Clasping when she was about to leave her home and waking up in her bed was something that she didn’t understand herself and needed to figure out before others ask her about it. She already had enough people giving her weird looks and what happened yesterday was something that people didn’t need to know. People have already been giving her a hard time about her gloves. She gets weird looks as she passes people, girls laugh after she has walked by them, and have had people shout ‘prude’ and ‘be risqué, take the gloves off!’ at her. It was only the first day. All she could think about is the day that her dad could say she could go without the gloves. She looked over at Peter when she realized his hand was still on her shoulder. Her and Peter made eye contact when he realized his hand may have been on her shoulder for too long. Peter whispered a sorry while awkwardly readjusting himself in the chair.

Ding! Ding!

Thank God Peter thought brings out of him of this awkwardness that just happened between him and Y/n. Peter looked down at his phone and saw it was Mr. Stark who texted him:

After school come to the tower

Right after, ASAP!

Peter had a slight smile to his face after reading the message. It was most likely that there was trouble which isn’t good but the fact that Mr. Stark wanted his help, made him feel valued.

“Who was that?” Y/n had asked

“Oh um it’s Mr. Stark, I am doing an internship with his company”

“Oh that’s so cool. My dad works at a big bio-company that has interns all the time.”

“Oh where does your dad work?” Peter asked. Y/n froze for a second. She just realized she talked about her dad and now people are asking about him.

“Oh um he um works at Oscorp, you might now have heard of it but did you guys get the answer to number 3?” Y/n tried to quickly change the topic before Peter could ask more questions knowing more than he should. He noticed the quick change but didn’t push it.

“Oh yeah um I got 39, what about you Ned?” Peter included Ned back into the conversation.

“Same. What about number...” as all three were checking their answers with each other.

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As school finished up, Peter headed out to the Avenger Tower to see what Mr. Stark needed him to do. Once he got there he saw all of the other Avengers circled around a hologram.

“Ah great!” Tony seeing that Peter made it. “Now that we are all here, let me tell you why I have all brought you here today. Recently there was a murder that was committed in Queens parking garage late last night.” Peter knew he was referring to the one that was on the news. But Peter was confused, why was Mr. Stark talking about that, that is the stuff that cops can deal with is always what Mr. Stark said.

“Now I know what all of you are thinking, cops can deal with that but the way he died is the problem.” Mr. Stark plays a security footage of a man walking to his car, minding his own business when another person appears in front of the man. The person was in black combat suit that had a hood on top. The person approaches and the other man gets scared and tries to get into his car faster, the person in all black quickly denies the man getting into the car by kicking them in the side and the man smashes into the wall. But then you can see that the figure in black takes down their hood and the footage shows that the person was a girl and it seemed that she said a few words to the guy and he begs for his life and she simply touched him on the cheek with a hand and the man starts to struggle to breath because he seems to be choking for a bit to than be seizing for a bit while color in his face is being drained to a lifeless gray and eventually his body goes limp. In that moment it dawns on Peter that the news never said how the victim died, but know he now why they didn’t.

“Did she just touch him and he died?” Banner asked

“After she touched him he died within a matter of a minute” Mr. Stark commented, “Fury had called me down to the morgue and there were no stabbings or any other possible ways she could have killed them that could have possibly happened that we didn’t see. But it was clear that where she touched him was the cause of his death. Now how did she actually kill him? I don’t know, it just seems like it was some kind of venom”

“Where do we go from here?” Nat asked

“First question is if this is a space mutant” Tony said looking at Thor.

“I have never seen anything like this before and I have seen a lot of weird species but nothing I have encountered have this whatever this is.” Thor answering Tony’s question.

“I mean have you seen every species in the universe?”

“I mean I have seen a lot and-“

“But not every single one” Tony asked interrupting Thor

“Possibly not”

“There how do you know it’s not a space mutant? It could be a species that you have not encountered yet”

“I seriously doubt it Tony”

“Why not? This seems like the kind of thing that could be a space mutant”

“Because if it was Heimdall would have notified me of an inhabited species came to earth”

“Oh um well alrighty then. I guess it’s not from space” Tony tried to brush pass the fact that he was provided wrong but everyone would never forget the time that Thor proved Tony wrong on the spot.

“Well then if it is not from space than another educated guess is that they were given this ability. Wouldn’t be the first time.” Tony said looked between Banner and Steve. Tony was sassy today. “Banner and I will go to the morgue to see if we can sample from the victim. Nat and Steve see what you can find out about our victim. See if there are any connections that could be related to the situation. Hawkeye is if there is any other information on the suspect. Peter and Wanda, I want you guys to go to the location of the scene, see if you guys can find any kind of information there. Everyone good?” Everyone nods “good now shu” and people disperse.

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Peter and Wanda go off to the scene of the crime which was in a garage parking lot. They start to look around got any clues but it seems pointless cause the suspect walked in and out, not leaving anything behind but they had to check.

“Is your senses picking anything up spidey?”

“Not at the moment and please don’t call me spidey please” Wanda cracks up a bit. She loves teasing Peter, it’s easy to get under his skin

“No can do spidey”

“Well, can your powers help right now? Wanda-ey”

“First my powers can’t detect anything and second nice try I know it bugs you more to say that then it bugs me to hear it”

“Damnit, I thought it would-“ Peter stopped. Wanda noticed.

“What is it Peter?”

“Someone else is here” Peter and Wanda we’re prepared for whatever was going to be thrown at them. Then all of a sudden a car pulls up. A guy quickly gets out and points a gun at them but doesn’t fire.

“Who the hell are you guys?!” He shouted

“The question is who are you?!” Wanda replies back

“In just a guy who is trying to figure out who killed my buddy”

“So are we” Spiderman replies to the man “just lower your weapon and let’s talk”

“How can I trust you?”

“Because if we were against you” she shows him her red power hands, “You would be dead right now.” The man sees that there was no way he was going to win, ever if he didn’t know of they were against him. He lowered his weapon.

“Good now let’s talk.” Both Wanda and Peter talked to the man how he knew the victim.

“He’s my best friend. We have been best friends for 13 years now. I guess now he was.”

“If you knew him so well, do know if anyone that would want him killed?” Wanda questions him

“To be honest, probably a lot of people. You see he may be my best friend but he owed a lot of people lots of money. He liked gambling too much. Whenever he owed someone a bunch of money, he would disappear. And he was very good at it too. Well until now.”

“Do you know of the names that he owed?” Peter asked

“Like I said, he owed a lot of people, I don’t know all of them.”

“Is there maybe one that would want him more than the others?” Wanda chimed in

“Well there is this one guy. Scrawny guy, in his 50s, I think, brown hair, glasses, andhad the presence of a billionaire. He is a very powerful and wealthy person, you could just tell by the way he carried himself and dressed. I told him that he should borrow money from this guy, the consequences were more likely significant than he had previously come across but he didn’t listen.”

“Do you know the name of this guy?”

“He didn’t give us a name but he had a name badge that had what it seemed to be a company he probably worked for.”

“What was the company?”

“It was O-” all of a sudden his head quickly leaned backwards as the rest of his body followed behind crashing to the ground. Wanda and Peter were shocked what just happened. Snapping back to reality real fast they looked to see who had sniped the guy and they saw the assassin with hood standing on top of another building with a sniper in her hands, who had gotten a perfect angle to shoot into the parking garage.

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Thank you so much everyone for waiting for this part. It took me a bit to do some fixings and to get it to a point that I liked what I wrote but I hoped you guys enjoyed😊💖

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More than meets the eye part 2 will be posted tomorrow!

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Hey guys!

I just wanted to say I’m sorry for not posting the next part. I know I said I would post the next part awhile ago and I didn’t. School has kept me busy as well as work has and I have been trying to find times where I can get some writing done. I will post it sometime this week. Thank you for being patient it and liking the story so far, it means a lot! 😊💖

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More Than Meets The Eye: Part 1: Esmeray

Summary: Y/n goes to Midtown Tech for her first day of school but that is not the only first that happens to her

Word Count: 5k

Warnings: Cute awkward teenagers, there are some subtle hints of male dominance(no abuse actually happens but there could be some triggering to people so please beware of that)

*I know I haven’t posted this part in awhile, I just finished finals which were a pain in the butt

Series Materlist

Masterlist

Y/n POV

I take a final look at my outfit for my first day of school at Midtown Tech. It’s been weird that I haven’t been at school for about 5 to 6 months, well my dad says it’s because of my powers. He said that after curing me, it gave me powers as a side effect. I had the ability to poison anything at the touch of my hand. Before I could go anywhere, I needed to learn to control it. I had to learn how to touch things without poisoning them. After months of practicing controlling it, I finally got it under wraps, for the most part. As I looked at the mirror, putting the final touches to my outfit, I was ready. I had my hair curled, wore my favorite oversized crew neck that was a basic dark green crew neck but it was super comfy. I wore my ripped jeans to match with it. With just a light makeup look of some foundation and mascara, I was set. I grabbed my backpack and started making my way down the stairs, my dad meets me at the bottom.

“Are you excited for your first day of school?” He asks

“I am. More importantly I’m ready to get out of the house. I feel myself going crazy looking at the same walls.”

“I know you have been patient and have been working really hard on controlling your powers” I look down at my hands, I am praying that they don’t fail me today. If I mess up, I am most likely never leaving the house ever again.

“Oh speaking of I got something for you” he turns around and grabs a pair of black gloves and hands them to me.

“You're joking right?”

“I’m sorry Y/n but you have to wear them. They are designed to help control your powers. It’s just for safety precautions”

“But dad, no one wears gloves. Everyone is going to think I’m weird and that’s not really the reputation I am going for”

“And no one else else has powers like you do so you are going to wear them even if they aren’t cool” he put air quotations at the last word there.

I groaned at him. I get that he is trying to protect me but this is going to be a problem at school, people are going to ask questions.

“How long do I have to wear gloves for”

“It is just till when I think it is safe enough”. Wait hold on. Um how will he know when he isn’t even there to see if it is “safe”.

“And what will I say if people ask why I wear gloves? Because people will definitely will be asking”

“Just come up with something like oh I don’t know, maybe you burnt your hands recently I don’t know and I don’t care and all I know is that you are wearing the gloves. End of discussion” He said the last part more sterningly. I knew that I wasn’t going to win this argument.

I rolled my eyes and put on the gloves. Thankfully they were actually pretty comfortable, hopefully they stay that way for the rest of the school day. I get them on and my dad and I walk to the car.

“Hey where’s Harry?” I asked Dad

“He is going to a boarding school this year”

“Why?”

“Don’t worry about it kiddo”

It was odd that Harry was going to boarding school, he is a nice well behaved teen, well it seemed like it, I didn’t really know to be honest. Harry and I barely even talked, Harry didn’t seem like he was a big fan of me. Every time he saw me enter the same room as him he would roll his eyes and walk out of the room and times where he is forced to be in the same room as me, he barely looked or spoke to me. Did I do something that offended him? I know I’m adopted and that I’m not his sister biologically but he acts like he disgusts me. Even if I had done anything to him I wouldn't have remembered. Dad said that when he cured me, apparently one of the side effects was that I don’t have any recollection of my long term memory before waking up in a chamber. Another side effect was that when I touch things, they die. I hate it so much, I couldn’t touch anything for the longest time. When I touched a plant, it died. When a butterfly landed on my hand when it flew into my room, it died. I even almost killed someone because I forgot about it and went to shake someone’s hand once but thankfully my dad stopped me. After months of learning how to control my powers, I got it under control, for the most part. Sometimes I lose my focus and slip up. I hate when slip up happens. Not only do I get mad at myself but my father gets mad at me too, which is ten times worse. Maybe it is a good thing to wear these gloves, I don't want people to think that I am going to kill them with the touch of my hands. Dad’s chauffeur, George, met us at the car. He opened the door for my dad and I and we got in. I was fortunate to live in a home that was wealthy enough to help me save from my sickness and have resources to help me control my powers. We were silent the majority of the time as Geroge was driving us to my school.

“Hey Dad, you talk about how I had this sickness when you cured me, which I am grateful for but what was my sickness again��

He turns his head slowly towards me and looks at me for a moment. I can see the deliberation in his eyes.

“It was a rare disease that they had recently discovered. With it being recently discovered, the doctors had no cure for it, that is when I took on the challenge. I created the cure but it came with some big sacrifices.” He took my hands into his. I knew what the sacrifices were, he didn’t need to tell me.

“Thank you, for telling me and saving me”

“Of course, anything for you” He leans and kisses me on my temple. We pull up to the front of the school. As I was about to get out of the car, my dad grabbed my arm stopping me before I could get out.

“Oh and Y/n, one more thing”

“Yeah what is it?”

“People can’t know that I am your father”

“And why is that?”

“Let’s just say that kids would treat you very differently if they found out that you were my daughter”

“But I have always been your daughter, won’t people have already known that? I know I may not remember but they will. I mean didn’t do junior high with them?”

“Y/n we moved here not too long before you got sick. So no one who you are because you didn’t grow up with them or that you are my daughter.”

“So no one knows that I am a daughter of a multi millionaire?”

“Nope” he said with a little too much joy from what I saw. “Your new last name is y/l/n. I have already taken care of your records at the schools office. Trust me you don’t want people knowing I’m your dad. It’s for the best.”

“And why is that?” I questioned him, wanting a more specific answer. I have always gotten vague answers from him whenever I ask questions and I am getting sick of it.

“Someday you will know why but for now people can’t know okay?” His grip on my arm gets a little bit more strong.

“Okay fine. I won’t” I rip my arm out from him. I exit the car before he can tell me anything else I can or can not do, the do’s and don’ts list keeps becoming bigger and bigger.

“Have a good day!” He shouts as the car leaves.

I turn around to face the school. All of a sudden my nerves kick in all at once. I am going into this big new school. Knowing that I will be the new girl that has no friends, no guidance. I hoped that Harry could give me, obviously that didn’t work out. Even if he was here I don’t know if he would help me. He would have been nice enough to at least tell me where the office was but no he wasn’t here. I entered the school and was immediately overwhelmed with how many students there were. It seemed that people were constantly bumping into each other as they passed people in the hallway. I looked around to see any kind of guidance of where to go and saw a sign that said office with an arrow sign right next to it. Well that’s a good start.

Peter’s POV

I was walking with Ned through the crowded hallways on our way to our first class.

“How was your weekend” Ned asked

“It was alright, didn’t do a whole lot. Just homework and stopping criminals” I smiled. Even though Ned accidentally found out about my secret, it has been nice to talk to someone about it.

“I heard, the robbery you saved was all over the news.”

He replied as we were stepping into our class. I didn’t even get 3 steps into the class when Mr. Harrington stopped me.

“Peter I need you to go to the office for me. There is a new student today and you have been asked to guide them today.”

“Isn’t that like an ASB president job or something? ”Mr. Harrington looked at Peter confused, with the comment that was so not like Peter.

“It’s not that I am trying to be rude or anything I really not but I’m not the best person to show people around the school.” Plus I really don’t need someone to tagging along with me watching my every move, I am fearful enough that someone else is going to figure out my secret.

“Well that is true, about the ASB part, and maybe a little on you not being the best guide but they have most of their classes with you and I have already volunteered you so you have to do it” Mr. Harrington replied.

Great.

I walked out of the classroom and made my way down to the office, the hallway was getting less crowded with people slowly entering their classrooms. As I was making my way down, I realized that Mr. Harrington said the new student had most of my classes, not all. As long as we don’t have chemistry together, we will be okay. I needed to make web shooters today and that wasn’t going to happen if the new student was nearby, watching my every move. As I entered the office, I was greeted by the receptionist.

“What brings you in here today?” The lady said with a very monotone voice not even looking up at me.

“Um hi, I am here to show the new student-“

“Peter!” The principal came around the corner, catching me a little off guard.

“Principal Morita! You scared me there for a second.”

“Oh sorry about that Peter. Anyway I wanted to introduce you to our new student y/n y/l/n.”

Oh. My. God.

I was speechless. Noises around me were drained out as I stared at her. She is one if not the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She has the most beautiful y/e/c, they literally sparkle and y/h/l y/h/c is gorgeous soft looking hair I have ever seen. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I started to hear faint noises that were trying to catch my attention.

“Peter… Peter are you with us” was I heard from Principal Morita that caused me to snap back to reality.

“Um yeah I um I’m here” looking at the principal to clarify that he was with them. I can feel the redness growing on my cheeks. Great.

“Good I thought we lost you there for a second” he chuckled as I felt my face turn even more red than before. I realized I haven’t even talked to her yet.

“Um yeah sorry I haven’t introduced myself I’m Peter Parker” as I reach my hand out to shake her hand.

“Hi Peter, I’m y/n. It’s nice to meet you” as she reaches for my hand, she seemed a little hesitant at first but once we made our hands touch she seemed to be relieved. I noticed that she was wearing gloves which I thought were old but it seemed inappropriate to ask her about it right now.

“It’s nice to meet you t-too” he starts to stubble on his words. This usually happens when he gets nervous.

“So um shall we get to class? I think classes may have started” she more asked then stated.

“Oh yes you two go on, don’t want to be more last then you already are” Principal Morita says as he is shooing is out of his office.

“I g-guess we shall,” I replied as we start walking to class.

“So um y/n what classes do you have?” I asked

“Um let’s see” as she pulls out her class schedule. I looked over to see what her schedule looks like to see that we don’t have chemistry together.

Well that’s good.

“So it looks like we have every class but chemistry together”

“Oh okay. So we have calculus right now with Mr. Harrington?”

“Yes you are correct”

“How is he, you know, as a person and a teacher”

“He’s um, a nice guy. I little oblivious but he’s nice”

“How so?”

“Well one time we decided to pull a prank on him and we changed his computer screensaver to a Bernie Sanders meme where he was sitting on the bench and apparently Mr. Harrington didn’t even notice it till the next day.” I guess it was pretty funny to her because I see her start laughing about it. She has the cutest laugh.

“Oh my god that is so funny. He didn’t notice till the next day?!” She says as she is laughing even more.

“Yep. Told you he is oblivious”

“Yeah sounds like it”

We arrived at our first class and all of the eyes of the class shifted to us as we entered the room.

“Ah welcome! Everyone this is our new student…” he waits for her to say her name. She realizes what the teacher was doing after a couple of awkward moments.

“Oh it’s y/n, y/n y/l/n”

“Welcome y/n, go ahead and take a seat”. Unfortunately the last two spots in the class were not next to each other so you guys couldn’t sit next to each other. I sat at the desk that was more towards the back where she sat more towards the middle of the room, then I realized she was sitting in the middle of the room, rightfully so. She has this appearance of her that makes her glow. It wasn’t necessary her looks, well she was gorgeous, but it was more about the way she carried herself. She was confident, happy, and seemed to be joyful all round. Peter really hoped to get to know her more. Even if this stupid little crush didn’t go anywhere he still wanted to be her friend. He found himself looking at you more than paying attention to what Mr. Harrington was saying. With that said he realized that looking at you this long was probably creepy but he was just caught up on how beautiful you are. He was snapped back to reality when the bell rang ending the class. He grabbed his things and walked over to y/n who just finished collecting her things and putting them into her backpack.

“Ready for our next class?” I asked her

“Yeah, what’s next again?”

“Spanish” I replied as we started to class

“Peter! Wait up!” Peter hears a familiar voice behind him. He honestly forgot that Ned was in their last class.

“Oh hey Ned! Ned, this is y/n and y/n this is Ned. He’s my best friend”

“Nice to meet you Ned” y/n shook Ned’s hand

“You too! I’m sorry if I sound rude but why are you wearing gloves?” Peter looked at Y/n’s hands to see what Ned was talking about. Peter took another look at her gloves and found them rather odd. They weren’t your average cotton gloves, they seemed to be custom made, expensive gloves.

“Oh yeah um I was in a house fire and my hands got burned really bad. That’s kinda why my dad, my brother, and I moved. Though my brother is at boarding school so it is just my dad and I now. My hands are currently healing right now from it but I have to wear there’s gloves till they are fully healed”

“Well I’m glad you are okay. What’s your next class?”

“Spanish”

“Oh cool okay I got to go to English but I will meet up with you guys at lunch” Ned’s tone was more of a question than a statement.

“Yeah sounds great Ned” I replied to him. I wasn’t going to force y/n to sit with us at lunch so I answered more for myself. She might make some friends before then and would rather sit with them than us.

“See you at lunch Ned!” She shouted at him as he was heading to English

Not too long afterward we started to walk to class and she spoke, “Ned seems really nice”

“Yeah he is. He can’t keep a secret to keep his life but yeah he is a great guy”

“You both seem like nice guys” I smiled with a slight chuckle.

“Thanks,” I reply. It was nice to talk to someone who wasn’t Ned and didn’t call me ‘penis parker’. I really do hope y/n and I become good friends.

It was lunchtime and y/n, Ned, and I were sitting at the cafeteria getting to know each other well more of Ned and I getting to know Y/n and Y/n getting to know us. She was kinda vague about her background, just that she was in a house fire and that her family moved here recently but I didn’t press onto it, I didn’t want to push a subject that she seemed she didn’t want to talk about. She also talked about how she got really sick and how her father was able to cure her before doctors could, apparently her doctors gave up on trying to cure her but her dad didn’t and was able to. Which is quite impressive for a new disease that was just discovered.

“Wow that’s amazing! How was he able to do it?”

“Well um he never really told me what he gave me but it worked and I didn’t question it. If it works it works.”

“And what was it actually? How did the disease affect you?” I asked.

“Well um, I kinda really don’t know, I lost some memory during that time which was one of the side effects of the cure. My dad didn’t really say to be honest. I think he just likes to forget how painful it was for him”. This just seemed weird. Her dad seemed very vague with her.

“Well enough about me, what about you guys? What do you guys like to do for fun?” You could tell she was done talking about herself

“Well we-” I started out, trying to think of something cool.

“We do a lot of Star Wars stuff,” Ned said confidently, interrupting me.

“Dude, come on” I turned to Ned in disbelief he just said that to a girl he wanted to impress. Most girls run the other direction when they start talking about Star Wars.

“I... love... Star Wars”

We turned to look at her in awe. We never encountered a girl who liked Star Wars. To my surprise, it seemed that she looked surprised with herself. I don’t know what she was confused about.

“You like Star Wars?” I wanted a clarification that I heard her right.

“Yeah...Yeah I do like Star Wars” she sounded like she was giving herself clarification.

“Hey well if you want to you don’t have to but do you want to come over and build the millennial falcon together? I just got it for Christmas and haven’t built it yet”

“Peter what about the Stark internship?” Ned bogging me in the gut, causing me to release a small groan from him just elbowing me in the side. Ned loons I’ve to me and tries to whisper to me under his breath so that only I could hear him. I reassured Ned of my plan.

“Do have that today but afterward, maybe around 6:30ish? Y/n would you be down for that?”

“Um yeah I would. Would you guys give me a second I need to go to the bathroom” she got up before we could say anything to her. I hope she is okay, I could tell her heart was beating a little faster then before.

Y/n POV

I just needed to get away for a moment, I just had the weirdest moment of my life happen to me. I have never heard of let alone talk about Star Wars till today. When Ned mentioned Star Wars, I had this rush of memories come back to my head of Star Wars and what it was about. And not only my knowledge of it but the emotions I had for it. It all rushed to me. I have never had this happen to me before. I just knew I felt overwhelmed and just needed to get away for a moment to take it all in. Was my long term memory coming back? If that is what this is, which is what I am hoping for, I will get my long term memories back which will be great, I would get to feel like me again. Not remembering my past has made me feel like I just appeared out of nowhere. It made me feel like I was a robot, with no background. But after this gave me hope of getting back to the way things used to be. I headed back to the cafeteria where Peter and Ned still were, you were glad you got lucky to meet Peter and Ned on your first day here. You knew you would be grey friends with them from here on out. Plus Peter wasn’t too bad to look at. He gets so cute when he gets nervous. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have him as my guide for school today. All of a sudden, your hands felt the urge to touch something, with your bare hands. You had to push this feeling down for now. The powers like to have a mind of their own but I had better control than that. Taking deep breaths and focusing on anything besides your hands was the way to settle the urge. I started to think about how I had plans with my new friends that invited me to go build a ship from a franchise that you all of sudden fell in love with. You were excited to have friends in general. Dad has always kept me from others so I didn’t really talk to a whole lot of people, really him and Harry, well only if Harry takes to me. But I was glad to have friends who liked me, at least I thought they liked me. No had had to think positive thoughts and only positive thoughts to keep the urge away. Yes they do like me or they would have not invited me over, they do like me, they do like me, they do like me. It was what I told myself as the urge started to go away, for now. Thankfully I got rid of it in time once I was fully returned to the urge. The bell rang for lunch to be over.

“Well I will see you guys tonight?” Ned asked. Again clarifying if we were on the same page.

“Yes see you tonight at Peters!”

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The school day was officially done. I had gotten Peter’s number after last class together for him to text me the address to his apartment. The last class of the day, the only class I didn’t have with Peter, was lonely. Just with me being so nervous and being my first day, Peter just brought this comfort essence that made me feel okay. But now without him, it wasn’t the same. No one was as welcoming as him, this girl in the corner drew a picture of me saying that she draws people who look like they don’t belong, which was weird but kinda oddly charming at the same time but it was weird. Once the day was done I checked my phone to see if my dad texted saying if he was here to pick me up, to be honest I didn’t know if he was going to text me. Fortunately he texted me, unfortunately he said I had to walk home. I groaned at the text message. Thankfully it was only a 20-30 minute walk from the school to the apartment but still you really weren’t in the mood for walking. Eventually arriving at the apartment you walk in and see my dad cutting up lettuce, from the looks of it getting dinner ready. Wait why couldn’t he pick me up? But I knew better than to ask. You didn’t feel like getting into an argument right now.

“Hey dad”

“Hey honey how was school?”

“It was good, I made some friends!” I said with a little bit more excitement than before.

“Oh that’s great honey” although he didn’t seem to really mean it. He hasn’t even looked up at you since you walked in and his tone was dull. He didn’t really seem like he cared.

“I’m going to my room to do some homework”

“Alright dinner will be around 5:00”

Once dinner time rolled around, we were quiet for the most part. We made some small talk but never turned into a conversation. I was going to tell him about the weird emotional moment I had today but after the way he was acting today I didn’t really want to tell him. Around 6I started to get ready to go to Peter’s. I figured I would leave around 6:30 to go to his place seeing that it would take me about 30 minutes to get there. 6:30 rolls around and I start to head out. My dad was on the couch when I was heading toward the door.

“Bye dad I’m off to my friends?”

“Excuse me what?!” He looked up from his newspaper to look at me.

“My friend invited me to go over and hangout. Don’t worry I will be back before 10”

“Y/n it is a school night”

“But I will be back around 10, having me plenty of sleep for school tomorrow”

“You are not going”

“Why not?” Getting frustrated at this point. You have never really had friends before and now that you have and you want to hangout with them, you dad decides to say no, after not letting me see people for months!

“Because I said so” he said with his firm dad voice. But you weren’t going down without a fight this time.

“No you need to give me a reason”

“I don’t need to give you anything”

“For the first time in months I found people who like me and want to be around me and you say I can’t see them just because you said so? Yeah no I’m sorry I will see you at 10 then you can ground me” I turned to the door and as I grab the handle I feel this electricity go through me. Then I felt nothing, everything went silent, and everything went black.

3rd POV

“Raise Esmeray” Norman spoke once Y/n body was still. As Y/n’s alter ego was turned on by his simple words, her eyes opened and she stood up from where she had fallen. Once she was standing she was standing tall there, waiting for her commands to be given from her master.

“I am ready for further instruction sir”

“Good. Now the real reason why I couldn’t let you go was that I need you for tonight, I need you to hit a target for me tonight. Tonight I need you to visit an old friend of mine that owes me money. If he does not have it” he stopped as he removed Esmeray’s gloves “touch his throat with your hands. If he does have it, make sure he gives it to you and then touch his throat with your hands. Do not leave the target till he has died”

“Yes sir” had been Esmeray’s response. It didn’t even sound like Y/n at this point. It sounded like a robot that took over her.

“Now go get ready, once you are I will give you the name”

Esmeray just nodded and went to go change for her mission.

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- Thank you so much for waiting so patiently. I was finishing up finals this week and I plan to post part 2 later in the week!

- In the future chapters when y/n is in their alter ego stage where Norman has control over, I’m going to reference them as Esmeray.

Esmeray means dark moon btw🌑

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Star Wars (I’m still new to it!)

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More Than Meets The Eye- The Series

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Peter Parker x Powers!Y/n reader

Summary: Peter finds out that there is an assassin lose on the streets, he becomes determined to bring them to justice. After a few twists and turns of finding clues to who they are and to stop them, he realizes the mission is going to be harder then he thought. He sees that not everything is what it looks like.

Prologue

Part 1

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More Than Meets The Eye- Prologue

Peter Parker x Y/n reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: Angst, cussing, kiddnapping, use of chloroform, mention of blood

Summary: The story of how y/n got her powers and how they ended up in New York

(I used my home state at one point just a heads up. I’m sorry if you are not from there it just made the story easier to write)

*Some characters might seem like it is out of the ordinary to act like that, I change it up a little bit to go along with the story*

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“Alright Y/n, have a good night! Drive safe!” My best friend shouted as I was leaving her place.

“Good night and will do! See you later!” I shout back to her as I get into my car. Even though it was illegal for me to drive at 15, my house wasn’t too far from her home so the drive should be fairly easy and my parents were okay with it, I am a good driver. As I started driving back to my house in the thick fog of this winter night, I was driving on a straightway that has always been quiet, no one was ever around or lived near this road. The fog was so thick it was so hard to see past 5 feet from my headlights. Then all of a sudden my body was slammed against my door as something hit my right side. My car went spinning and spinning till I hit a street lamp on the left side of the car as the car took a new form of shape into a slight C around the street lamp. I lifted my head up from my shoulder and tried to get situated within my surroundings. My driver door window was broken and my car was wrapped around this street lamp, my parents are going to kill me. I look to my right to see a bigger dent on the right side where it was very obvious that it was struck by something. What hit my car to make that big of a dent? Deer were common in Washington and sometimes deer get hit but they don’t leave a dent like this. I put my hand to my head to try to help stop the headache that was pounding but then I felt liquid come from my head and I looked at my hand to see what it was, it was blood. Well this isn’t a good sign. I knew I needed help. Maybe a car hit me? I don’t remember seeing another car but there is a good possibility that I have a concussion and I can’t remember squat but if there are other people they can help me. Even with my left side being slightly wrapped around the street lamp, I was able to open my door. As I opened my door, I stood up outside but my legs were trying to come out under me so I had my hand on my car door and a hand on my roof to hold me up. As I was about to search for any sign of life, I saw 2 men start to approach me. I see no vehicle in sight, not even a dead animal that could possibly hit me. But as I watched these men come walking towards me, with no vehicle, it seemed like they just appeared out of nowhere from the fog, it’s like something you would see out of a horror movie. I got a bad feeling from these guys. I sit down back in my car and try to see if my car could still drive. Driving with a concussion isn’t a good idea but seeing what these men want, was even a worse idea. After a couple of tries, I was able to get my car started. As soon as my car started, I heard footsteps go faster and get louder. Yeah they were definitely not good. As I was about to get momentum of my car to drive off, my door was ripped off by one of the men. How the fuck did he just rip that off.

“Hi sweetie, where do you think your going?” The super strength man had said with a malicious smile on his face.

“Get away from me!” I shout at him. After seeing what the one guy could do, I don’t know how I am going to get out of this one. Definitely fighting my way out that’s for sure.

“Oh but sweetheart you are injured, let us help you” as he reaches to grab me out of the car. I try to throw punches at him, typically I’m more of a kicking person but my legs weren’t functionally as well so punching was the alternative. Punching a man that had super strength was not the smartest thing to do.

He got annoyed real fast, “stop punching you little bitch!” As he throws a punch at me knocking me unconscious. Everything went black.

I wake up with my hands duct taped together. As I was waking up, about to freak out when I heard a couple of people arguing.

“She has everything we are looking for. She has all of the credentials that we need for this experiment” the man which our super strength had said.

“And what if it doesn’t work? What will we do with her then?”

“First of all it will work I know for a fact this time, second, we will just throw her body into a ditch but I’m positive that it will work. We have been watching her for weeks now and we believe that she is the perfect candidate.”

First of all, I have been watched this entire time? That’s really creepy. Second of all, what experiment? Was I about to be a lab rat? And somehow I was the perfect candidate for it? And if it doesn’t work I am going to end up dead in a ditch? My life just turned upside down in the past 2 hours, I’m assuming. I don’t know how long I have been out for. But if I had been told yesterday that I was going to be experimented on by 2 men that I’m pretty positive would cause my car to crash my car, I would have said that you were delusional. My thoughts running hundred miles per hour then slowed down at one thought, family. I remembered all of the people that loved who are going to be heartbroken. With my car totaled and with me missing, most likely people are going to think I am dead. I wanted to cry right then and there. No, I can’t do this. I need to think of a way to get out. Then I will see everyone I love and never see these men ever again. They were distracted in their arguing about something, I wasn’t really paying attention to what they were saying, they seemed to argue a lot. I subtly was looking around to see where I was. Which seemed to be in the back of a van. They must have someone else with them because the 2 men were in the back with me so someone had to be driving. I see a box knife just a little in front of my reach. With my back turn toward them, it makes it easier to reach for the box cutter but still hard to make sure they don’t see my movements. As I slowly reached for the box cutter, I was able to get my hands on it. I pull it down close to md and pop up the knife a little bit and and start cutting the tape. My plan was that once I get out of the tape I am going to use all of the strength I have to push open the van door and tumble into the road and get away as far as I can. As I am about to half my way done cutting the duck tape on my hands, I notice something. I realize that the men have stopped talking. I stopped cutting and hoped that they wouldn't hear me cutting the tape. I was wrong. The man talking about me doing the experiment had flipped me over so I was facing them.

“Now I wouldn’t do that if I were you” he says looking down at my hands for a moment then looking back at me. I was so close to cutting free from the duck tape too.

“And why is that? Because you want to use me for your little experiment? Yeah I think I’m going to have to take a pass on that one buddy.” Now I see why my mom says that my mouth gets me in trouble.

“You are a feisty one aren’t you. Good because that is what you are going to need” he says and all of a sudden the super strength guy has wrapped his arms around my torso preventing me from moving and in his other hand was a cloth with chloroform on it and had it across my mouth. I look up to see it is the super strength guy. How the hell did he get behind me? How did I miss that.

“Has anyone told you… that you use... too much steroids? You need to.. lay off… the… juice...man” was the last phrase I was able to get out. I heard the man groan at my comment was the last thing I remembered.

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I wake up slowly, groggy, trying to remember what just happened. When I put my hand on my head, I couldn’t. It was stuck. I looked down to see why and my hand was strapped in along with my feet strapped across this board that held me vertical so I was able to see in front of me. Not only was I strapped in but I was in this chamber, lucky I was able to see my surroundings.

“Well well well. She is finally awake. So glad to see you and finally meet you y/n”

“Who are you? How do you know my name? What am I doing here? What do you want with me?!” Getting louder and more demanding as I ask each question.

“Woah woah. Relax y/n. So many questions. First of all I am Norman Osborn, we have been watching you for weeks now” Oh right I knew that one. Stupid concussion for my short term memory. “What you’re doing here is that you are going to be my experiment and you are here because I believe that you have the right qualifications. And you should feel lucky, not a whole lot of people get a opportunity like this”

“Oh lucky huh? Because getting your car crashed, getting punched across the face till I’m unconscious, getting drugged, and being forced to be tested on for some experiment is lucky. I think you and I have very different definitions of what lucky is.”

“Oh I love your sass. I know it annoys the shit out of Sandman but that’s because he’s got no sense of humor. It gives you your charm, that's for sure.”

The way this man walks, sounds, speaks, and the way he carries himself, you could tell he was a psychopath.

“Why me?” I finally asked him. Not really knowing if I want the answer to my question.

“Oh too long to explain. I just know you are the perfect person.”

“And what experiment is that exactly?” Realizing I have no idea what the experiment is. But taking a guess from being in a chamber strapped to a table was not a good sign.

“Oh I have not explained it yet haveI? Well I am going to put a substance that I have created into your system that your body has never seen before. Your body might not recognize it at first and might want to fight it but it will enhance and move through your body very quickly and your body will get used to the substance not long after it spreads.. The substance that is going into your body will allow you to poison things at your touch, especially living things.” This dude is off the rails.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU ARE INSANE. IF YOU GIVE ME THAT SUBSTANCE IT WILL KILL ME!”

“No you won’t you will be fine. I’m 85-90% sure.”

“You are a psychopath”

“Oh you are not the first to call me that”

“Okay. Let’s just say you giving me this substance and I somehow make it out alive, what is going to stop me from killing you”

“I’m glad you asked” as he turns around to grab something and shows me a small little rectangle that seems to be a microchip.

“Oh you’re going with that thing? Shock me if I try to kill you? How original.”

“No, this chip is going to rest your memory. So that you think that you are my adopted daughter who loves her father and brother dearly and is ever so grateful in our lives. You will forget who your family and friends are. This chip also will allow me to turn the assassin mood on you. With a simple voice command, you will be my personal assassin with no recollection of it the next day, for your safety of course.”

“Please don’t do this to me I beg you. I don’t want to do this” I begged out loud as I started to cry. At this point I’m hoping it is just some really bad nightmare. Why is this happening?

“Well it’s happening no matter what”

“Why are you doing this?” I ask him without looking at him. He doesn’t deserve to be looked at for what he is about to do. He is about to ruin my life.

“Because I need to have someone do my dirty work without my hands getting dirty.”

“You are a sick bastard”

“Tell me some that I don’t know” he says as he is running around turning on machines, what seems to be preparing the experiment. I don’t know what to do at this point. I can’t escape, this man is a psychopath, and I am about to have power abilities and have someone control my brain whenever they want a deed they want done. I felt so sick. I am never going to be the same person after this. I just wanted to be home with my family who is probably worried sick about me at this point. I felt more tears stream down my face when I started thinking about my family.

“Are you ready y/n? Are you ready for a new and better life”

“Fuck you”

“I will take that as a yes” as he continues to press buttons. All of a sudden these needles pop out from my sides, 3 on each side, start to approach my arms. Is it too late to say I’m scared of needles? I tried to move away from them as best I can, but these straps held me down very tightly. The syringes suddenly pierce my skin which hurt a bit at first but once the substance was released and flowing through my body, it felt like my body was on fire and getting stabbed all over my body at the same time. I cried out in excruciating pain. The pain continued for a good couple minutes but the pain made it feel like a century. Once the substance was fully released into my body, the pain stopped. I thought I was going to pass out from how much pain my body just took. Suddenly I felt a hot burning laser beam on the back of my neck. I knew this is how he was putting the microchip in. After the slight gap was made in the back of my neck I felt the microchip go into my neck and the chip was placed on my somatic nervous system. Dammit I had slight hope that he would put it somewhere where it wouldn’t work. Once the microchip was attached to my nervous system, the laser beam came back to close the gap. As soon as the gap was closed I decided to look at the man that created a monster out of me in the eyes one last time before he erased my memory from me. I told myself right then and there that once I get this stupid microchip out of my neck, he is going to pay for what he has done to me. He was holding a remote to what it seemed to be the remote to my microchip.

“Goodbye y/n” he presses a button and a wave of pain comes through my brain and nerves. It is so painful I cry out, shouting at the top of my lungs. After what felt like hours, the pain stopped, and I felt my memory slip away from my fingers. I felt I was losing everything I had.

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After a moment of rest after the pain that just went through my body for no reason, I see my dad. But I see him as I am strapped in on a table that is standing vertical in a chamber.

“Dad what’s going on?”

“Oh honey! I’m so glad you are okay. Don’t worry you are going to be okay. I just had to do something but you are good now.” He opens up the chamber and starts untying you from the table.

“Oh weird. Was I sick or something? And why do I feel like I have been hit by a bus?”

“Oh yeah you were really sick and the substance I gave you I knew was going to be a little painful but it cured you. Unfortunately you lost some memory but you are all better now.”

“Oh well thank you Dad”

“Of course, anything for you” he said

“Oh and sweetie?”

“Yes dad?”

“I think you should learn some martial arts. You know for self defense, I am thinking about your safety, New York is a big place. I want you to be safe out there.”

“I think that is a great idea. I have always wanted to take classes.”

“Then after that, when I think you are ready, we will sign you up for school at Midtown Tech.”

We walk out of the basement to enter the rest of the house. Even though I can’t seem to remember much, I felt that I was put into a new body, not recognizing my own skin.

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Thank you all for reading! I’m super excited for this series. I think I am going to put it on Wattapad my wattapad is @rawrloveee if you want to read it there idk. Thanks again for reading!😊💖

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Star Wars Companion: Part 3

Pairing: Y/n x Peter Parker

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Cussing, angst, fluff, mention of death

Summary: Y/n goes to Peter’s place after the attempted robbery which leaves him wondering why she didn’t just go home but later finds out why.

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Y/n POV

Police had done their rounds of asking people in the store what had happened. I was one of the first few that got questioned. I was still shaken up about what just happened. Not only did I just almost die but also the fact that Spiderman knew my name. How did he know my name? As the police were finishing up their questions they asked if there was someone they could call to pick me up and I told them there is no need I am fine walking. I just didn’t want to worry my mom when there is nothing to worry about. Especially now that I am alive and well. After they said we could leave I had gotten the snacks I had purchased and headed to Peter’s place. I knew if I went home that I would be alone and right now I don’t want to be alone because I know the moment I am alone I am going to breakdown. So I continued to head to Peter’s apartment knowing he was going to be waiting for me. I looked at my phone and it was 8:10. Shoot I’m like 20 min out from his apartment. I started to fast walk down the street. As I fast walked down the street I couldn't stop thinking about Spiderman. Was he someone I know that’s been right under my nose with me not realizing it?

Peter POV

“Shit” he mumbled as he was sitting on top of a building.

“I can’t believe I said her name out loud” he got up and paced about the situation at hand. Talking out loud has always helped calm down and figure out solutions.

“I don’t think she realizes it’s me, I mean I don’t know if she recognized my voice? She was freaking out so her mind was probably not focused on my voice And it’s not like I said my name out loud. Oh okay I pretty sure my cover isn’t blown so I think I’m good” he started to take deep breaths. He was calm now and now he could concentrate. He looks down at the city and sees a woman walking faster then normal which he thought it was normal for New York City, people were always in a hurry. But then recognized the Y/h/l Y/h/c and the outfit that he just saw not too long ago.

“Is she heading to my apartment?” He says recognizing the route that he usually takes when he goes home. Once she takes a left he knew that she was heading to his place.

“What is she doing? She was just being held hostage and she is still coming over? She needs to get rest”. He came up with a quick idea that he thought at top of his head to text her that he wasn’t feeling well and that he can’t do it tonight. But then he realized that one, it would seem fishy that he was sending this message when they were supposed to meet 20 minutes ago and two, if she was really wanting to be alone right now she would have just gone home and texted him that she couldn’t make it.

“Well, I got to get there sooner than later” as he started to swing from building to building getting to his apartment as fast as he could.

Y/n POV

Once I finally found the right apartment (after knocking on some wrong doors because I have always been horrible at directions). I knock on the door and I hear a lady who seems to be in her late 20s to early 30s shout at the door.

“Did you forget you key again Peter?” Wait Peter isn’t here?

“Um sorry I’m not Peter…” I semi-shouted to make sure she heard me. I hear a silent “shit” as the woman makes her way to the door and opens it. I should be on the price is right because I was right about her age. She was this beautiful long hair brunette with great complexion and a smile that totally reminded me of Peter.

“Hi, I’m so sorry about that I thought you were my nephew”

“It’s okay, I’m Y/n I’m actually Peter’s friend. Does he lose his key all the time?” I say as I start to chuckle

“Nice to meet you Y/n I’m Peter’s Aunt May but you can just call me May and yes he does, all the time”

“Sounds like Peter” we both laughed.

“But um, is Peter not here? We were going to watch Star Wars and I’m actually late so I thought he would be here”

“Actually he is not-“

“I’M HERE!!” Peter comes out heavily panting. Why was he panting so hard?

“When did you get home? I didn’t see you come in” May had asked him.

“What do you mean I have been here since school got out”

“Was I sleeping or something because I don’t remember you coming in”

“Yeah um I pretty sure you were Aunt May”

“Oh well then sorry I missed you coming in, if I had known I would have made you dinner”

“It’s alright, I haven’t been too hungry. But anyway but is it okay if Y/n and I are going to watch Star Wars in my room?”

“Yeah just keep the door up!”

“Sweet thanks Aunt May” he says as he grabs my hand to lead me to what I assume is his room. I tried to hide my red face after entering his room.

“Are you okay? Your face is a little red” he asked as he was grabbing the snacks from my hand to set them down. “Oh Watermelon Sour Patch my favorite.” Spiderman made the right call on the snack.

“Oh yeah I’m good thanks for asking though” I said after a moment of realizing I haven’t answered him.

“Really are you sure? I mean you look a little shaken up is everything okay?” As he puts in the Phantom Menace. Even though it’s not my favorite one we got to start somewhere. It was weird though that Peter was pressing on if I was okay. Did he know something happened? Or can he just read me like a book?

“Well I uh mean I’m fine now but there was attempted robbery at the convenience store I was at.” trying to say it nonchalantly but there was a little bit of shakiness to my voice that sounded like it was quivering.

“Oh my god? Are you okay? Did you get injured? What happened?” He asked, I could hear the worriedness come out of his voice. He was on the edge of freaking out.

“Peter it’s okay” as I set my hands on top of his hands so that he could calm down. I had explained to him about how the robber had held me hostage and I thought I was going to die but Spiderman showed up and how he saved my life.

“Oh wow, I’m just Spiderman was there to save you”

“Yeah me too”

“But Y/n please don’t take any offense to this but, after all you have gone through, why are you here? Like I would have totally understood if you wanted to go home after that”.

I looked down real fast wondering if I should tell him why.

“Because I wanted to watch Star Wars! Now come on, let’s watch the movie”. I said changing the subject.

“Yeah, sounds great” he said with a little disappointment in his voice. I know he was upset that I didn’t say but I appreciate him not pressing it. I pulled out my Star Wars blanket out of my bag and had shared it with Peter.

“Woah, didn’t realize you like Star Wars this much” as he pointed out Chewy, Han, and the Millennial Falcon.

“Yep! I always have this blanket with me when I watch the Star Wars movies, my father gave it to me when I was about 10 years old”

“Well I think I have to have one now” as he yanks the blanket to have all by himself.

“Ya now wait a minute, that’s mine get your own” as I about tackle him. We wrestle for the blanket for a little bit till I gave up. I didn’t realize how strong he was.

“I’m waving my white flag, I surrender” I say as I lay on the ground breathing heavily.

“Ah I win! But since I like you I will share the blanket” I froze, realizing what he just said. I sit up to look at him in the eyes.

“You like me?”

“Uh well um I- I ah” he says as he is flustered. He coughs and takes a deep breath and looks at me in the eyes “Y-yes I do-o” he says as he is not sure what I am going to say.

“Well that’s good cause I like you too” I reassured him. He turned a worried look to a smile real fast.

“Well that great to hear as well” he states “Shall we continue the movie”

“We shall” I replied as we turned to the tv, leaning on the side of his bed as he wraps his arm around me.I leaned my head in his shoulders. In this moment, everything was almost right where we needed to be. Almost.

Peter POV

As we were watching the movie I couldn’t focus on the movie because I was so happy and anxious. I just admitted to liking her and she admitted to liking me to. I couldn’t stop thinking about where this could go. She has always been unpredictable in a fun way and I can’t wait to see what’s in store. I was also still wondering why she didn’t just go home but it seemed like there was more to the story then she let on so I just left it where it was. If she was ready she would tell me. Even though My Spidey senses could tell me her heart was pacing very fast.

Y/n POV

As much as I was trying to focus on the movie and focus on Peter, my mind kept going back to the convenience store, when the robber was holding the gun to my head. It just made me relive what I’m sure what my dad went through and all of my emotions towards that point in my life and what had happened today were starting to come back. My heart was racing and I just needed to talk about it. Even though before I said I wasn’t ready to tell Peter, I realized that Peter is someone who would just comfort me with what I’m going through.

“Do you know why I love Star Wars so much?” I asked him.

“Why?”

“It was one of my favorite things I did with my dad growing up. We would sit down and watched the movies together. He worked a lot but whenever we got to hangout boy would it be fun. Most of the time we would get in trouble with my mom because we would be close to breaking something or we did break something. But when we watched Star Wars together, it was the happiest moments that I had with my dad.”

“Had?”

“My dad died 4 years ago”

“If you don’t mind me asking, how did he die?”

“He died as a victim of a robbery, he was held hostage till the robber decided to put a bullet in his head”

“Oh y/n, oh my gosh. I can’t imagine what you are going through right now. Being in the same position as him”

“I thought I was going to die today. I thought I was going to die the same way that my father did. I wasn’t ready to die Peter, and I didn’t thank goodness for Spiderman but I was just thinking of all of the things I wanted to do and at the same time the memories of my father dying was too much for me to handle. You see, that is why I came over. I didn’t want to be alone because I knew if I was alone then I would break down and I wasn’t ready to break down yet, I wanted to be in your company to make sure someone was with me when I did. And I chose to be with you Peter because I knew if I do you would be able to comfort me.” As my final word came out I balled my eyes out. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I cried into his shoulder. I tried to be quiet so May couldn’t hear me but it wasn’t much use. I couldn’t stop crying, my emotions have finally taken over. As I’m in my breakdown, Peter holds me into his chest as he says comforting things in my head like “it’s okay let it out, no need to keep it in”, “you are amazing and strong” and “I got you”. Eventually I stopped crying and look up at him with my red puffy eyes.

“You know, if I wasn’t a mess right now and I didn’t just cry out my eyes, I would totally kiss you right now” as I chuckle at my words. He laughs too.

“It’s okay. How about this, we will put a rain check on that kiss?”

“Sounds like a plan” as I chuckled some more.

“Hey” Peter puts his finger under my chin making me look at him, “if you ever see those robbers ever again, let me know because I will kick their ass”

All of a sudden it dawned on me.

“Um Peter, I only mentioned one robber…”

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I just want to say again thank you all for reading my series. I didn’t expect the amount of people that read, liked, and reblogged my story so I just want to say thank you. Idk if I will post a part 4 we will see. I have an idea but idk. Alright bye thanks again! 😙✌️

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Peter Parker

Series

Star Wars Companion:

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

More That Meets The Eye Series:

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Star Wars Companion: Part Two

Peter Parker x Y/n

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: Cussing, angst, a little fluff , death (in a flashback)

Summary: After Peter and y/n have made plans to watch the movies, y/n stops at the convenience store to grab snacks but things turn south real fast. (This story is from y/n’s POV unlike the previous one just a heads up)

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 Y/n POV:

“It’s 15th Street apartment 410 and does 8pm work for ya?” Peter said

“Yeah that’s sounds good”

“Alright see you tomorrow!”

“Oh and I will provide snacks since you are providing the movies. See you tomorrow :)” Blushing after sending the last text. He made my heart jump out of my chest. I have always been too shy to talk to him not because he’s intimidating but more of not knowing how to talk to him. I was never good at talking to boys in general and starting a conversation was not my specialty. After seeing the millennial falcon on his backpack in art class, finding that common ground made it easier to reach out to him. Now that I am going to his place to watch my favorite franchise, my heart is flowing with joy.

Next day couldn’t have gone any slower. It seemed like an hour had passed by but I would look at the clock and only 5 minutes had passed by. I was just wanting to go over to Peter’s to spend time with him and watch the movies. After school, I had gone home and started to gather things that I wanted to bring over. I grabbed my Star Wars blanket, I always have it with me when I watch the movies, my dad has given it to me when I was younger when we watched them together. Star Wars has always reminded her of her dad, she got her love from Star Wars from her dad. I had to think of something else before I started crying because today is not the day for crying it is a joyful day. I grabbed my phone out to text Peter, “Can’t wait time see you at 8. Don’t forget! (ps what kind of snacks do you want?” I had sent the text waiting for his response. Since we were watching the movies later, I was able to crank out some homework, it was a way for time to go by faster. Finally it was 7 and Peter still hasn’t responded to my text. I thought it was weird but I just figured he was just doing homework and not paying attention to his phone. With that being said, I got up and took my stuff to bring over and left my apartment, my mom works nights at the hospital so she was never home when I was home. As I went to the convenient store, I was searching through snacks and candies, I guess I have to choose for him I thought to myself. After some debating, I finally grabbed a few snacks and I made my way over to the clerk. As I was getting in the line, a couple of men came in with masks on with only the eyes and mouth showing. I knew we were screwed as soon as I saw them.

“EVERYONE ON THE GROUND!” One man shouted holding a gun at the people in the line

“GIVE ME ALL THE DAMN MONEY FROM THE REGISTER RIGHT NOW!” One of the men said pointing the gun at the cashier. He shouted at the clerk. As everyone was getting one the ground freaking out, my body did nothing. I dropped the snacks from where I was and was completely frozen, my body could not comprehend what was going on. The robber that was pointing the gun at the people in the store, I made eye contact with him. My heart dropped.

“Come here sweetheart” he says in a creepy voice as he was using the gun to usher for me to come over. I still was frozen and could not move.

“I said COME HERE RIGHT NOW” as he shouts and points the gun at me. His voice startled me and I felt my eyes start to water. My feet were finally able to slowly move to him.

“Hands in the air” he said and I obeyed.

“Good girl” as he uses his free arm to wrap around my waist to hold me while pointing the gun at my head. “You are my ticket out for when the cops come. Yeah you're going to be some nice leverage” he whispers into my ear. At this point my chances of living are decreasing by the second, so if I was going to have courage it had to be now.

“How about you fuck off and go die in a hole”

“Shut the fuck up bitch! Maybe I will just kill you now” he says as he presses the gun further into my head as if it wasn’t close enough. Maybe that wasn’t the best moment for courage. It didn’t matter at this point. I was thinking that this was it, I was going to die. This robber was going to shoot me like how my father was shot in the middle of a robbery just like this. I didn’t want to die, I wanted so much more with my life, I wanted to explore the world, especially Venice and take a gondola ride, I wanted to have a family, but most of all, I just wanted to say one last I love you to my mom. I wondered if that was one of my dad’s last thoughts when he died, if he just wanted to say I love you to my mom one last time. Not knowing when he was going to pull the trigger made the situation so much worse, the anticipation was killing me. I just wanted to know if he was going to do it or not.

“And mister have you ever learned that stealing is wrong, even I was taught that at a young age” a person in a red and blue tight suit just said leading against the door. Speaking so casually like the robbers was no real threat. The robber that was holding me had shifted us to be facing the mysterious person instead of looking sideways. Then after getting a better look at the person, I realized it’s Spider-Man, my chances of getting out of this alive just increased just a little bit, making me hopeful. As we turned Spiderman had shot his webs which ended up tying the robber who was pointing the gun at the clerk.

“And for you know it's rude to hold someone hostage...” Spider-Man started to fade out when he looked at me.

“Y/n?”

Both the robber and I were a little shocked that he had said my name.

“Oh so you know this girl. Is that so? Huh, well know I am most definitely taking her with me”

Even though the robber was speaking, I wasn’t really paying attention to what he was saying. Even though he just threatened to kidnap me, I knew that Spider-Man was going to get me out of this. I was just thinking about how Spiderman knows my name. Did I know him personally? Or did he just know my name? Have I come into contact with Spiderman real identity?

“How do you…” but before I could finish my question, Spiderman shot a web from his wrists and took the robber’s gun out of his hand. With a little bit of courage that I had left, I had elbowed the robber in the gut. As he was grabbing his now hurt stomach, I took this opportunity to run away from the robber. Maybe telling the robber to fuck off helped after all. Once I was out of reach, I had turned around and Spider-Man had already tied him up in his webs. After tying him up, Spiderman made his way toward me.

“Are you okay?” He asked. My adrenaline was still pumping throughout my entire body.

“Um, yeah I think so. Thank you for saving my life.”

“Anytime”

“I am forever grateful”

“It’s nothing really, I'm just doing my job” as he itches the back of his head.

“Hey um how do you know my name?” Almost forgetting to ask him.

“Oh um I ah um sorry, um I-I got to go maybe next time” he states as he starts to run away, he turns back around and sees that you are picking up tour snacks that you dropped on the ground. He quickly comes back to your side and helps you pick up your snacks.

“You know what is a good snack miss?”

“What?”

“Sour Patch Watermelons” he says and quickly runs away and swings his way out of the convenience store right before the police show up.

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Thank you so much for reading my story! There are few things I need to mention

I’m sorry if you have been waiting for this part 2 to release, I have been busy with college work and a good family friends of mine are moving and my family and I have been helping them so it’s been chaotic with that as well.

There will be a part 3 (I obliviously can’t let the story end there)

And I have been on tumbler for awhile now but I have only read fanfics and never really wrote till now. But I have recently been struggling with replies to my posts. I turned on my replies so that everyone can reply but it seems to not be working. If you know your way around this app or know how to help me, please message me! I would like to hear people’s comments on my stories!

Thank you 😊

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Star Wars Companion

Peter Parker x reader

Word count: 1.3 k

Warnings: Fluff, couple cheesy moments

Summary: Peter Parker finds a girl who loves Star Wars as much as he does

*This is my first fanfic that I have ever written so please take it easy on me thank you 😊

This gif is not mine, I don’t know who it is credited to so if it is yours please let me know so I can give you credit!

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As Peter was sitting on class, he just couldn’t wait to get out of school so he could be his best version of himself, being Spider-Man. Just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man doing what he can do to fight crime. But besides fighting crime, he also loved other things that any other teenage boy liked. Fixing computers, being on the Decathlon team, but one of the things he absolutely loved was Star Wars. With everyone calling him a nerd all the time, well he kinda is one but he never really expressed his love for Star Wars to anyone besides Ned because if other people knew then that gave them one more thing that they can tease him about. As he sat in his last class of the day, which was art class which he found absolutely boring but he was required to take it so he just sat there as the teacher was going on and on about this art piece that was painted in the last 1800s. Did the teacher really think that he was interested in paintings that were made a long time ago that he will probably never ever think about again? He knew that this was going to be a long semester. As he was watching the clock count down, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head to see who was tapping him and he turned to see it was Y/n. Y/n L/n, a girl who was often quiet but when she wanted to be heard, she let everyone know that she wanted to be heard. He had always been fascinated by her, he was always good at reading people but she was one that was quite difficult to read. She has always been mysterious to him. He could never figure out how someone who was so opinionated to be so quiet, and yet be so beautiful. Of course she was beautiful to him, she has always been. But even with her gorgeous looks, it was what was inside that made him compelled to her. It was weird that she was tapping him on the shoulder though, they didn’t talk a whole lot but although he kinda wished that they would. So maybe this is the start of something.

“Hey y/n, what’s up?”

“Oh nothing I was just practicing using the force” she said very nonchalantly.

“Cool...wait, what” he said as he turned a little more being puzzled by what she had just said.

“Yeah, I used the force to tap your shoulder”. Peter was a little speechless at the moment. He didn’t fully understand what was going on. He knew that Star Wars was fake and everything but she was so confident in what she was saying, andyet again he could climb walls and shoot webs so at this point maybe anything is possible.

“Relax Peter, I’m just teasing. I really had to going there for a second” as she started to laugh at his confused state,“no I just saw the millennial falcon pin on your back pack and just had to meet another Star Wars fan”

“Wait you-u like S-Star Wars-s?”

“Are you kidding. I love Star Wars, I think they are absolutely fantastic”

“No kiddin” He said, taken back a little bit. He didn’t expect her to like Star Wars. She is full of surprises.

“Yeah. When I tell people about it though they get weird about it. Like they are surprised that a girl likes Star Wars or boys say that I’m a fake fan and that I just watch Star Wars for baby yoda. Little did they know I grew up watching the movies my entire life. So that is why I don’t tell people often.”

“Why did you tell me then?”

“To be honest I can not answer you that question because I don’t know but what I do know is that you are not being weird about it which makes you different from them”. Peter couldn’t help but smile a little bit.

They continued to talk about their love of Star Wars and Peter was taken away by how much you loved it. He liked seeing you being passionate about the things you loved. He started to be fascinated with you overall. After awhile of talking, the teacher had enough of their side conversation.

“Miss L/n and Mr. Parker, are you done with your side conversation, it is disrupting the class!” The teacher slightly shouted at them. Both of them apologized to their teacher.

“Good, now as to what I was saying….” as she continued her lecture.

“Honestly it’s been awhile since I have seen the movies” Y/n spoke once the teacher wasn’t looking and keeping her eyes on the teacher.

“Same. Hey, do you um.. ahh… want to c-come over and um, watch the movies, together? And maybe build the Lego Death Star to-together?” Peter asked very nervously, keeping his eyes on the teacher as well. After realizing what he just said he closed eyes in embarrassment. He shouldn’t have added the Lego part that was so stupid of him. They just had their first conversation and he offered her to play Legos with him. Was he 5 years old? Why did he have to say that. He was ready for her to decline the offer.

“Actually Peter, I would love that” she had replied to him. He turned around at this point with wide eyes, surprised that she said yes. The again, she is full of surprises.

“Really?” He said as he was in shock.

“Yes I would be down to watch the movies and build the Death Star with you. I never had my own Legos, my parents always gave my brothers Star Wars Legos who didn’t like Star Wars as much as I did but yet they would get the Star Wars Legos and they wouldn’t share them with me to despite me. But yeah I am so down. Do you want to do it tomorrow night?”

“Tomorrow night sounds great, my place?” Peter spoke

“Perfect” and just as fate would have it, the bell ran as the last class of the day.

“I guess I will see you tomorrow Peter”

“Sounds great Y/n”. Peter’s heart was pounding like crazy. He has never met a girl who surprised him so much and who has so much compassion, “Where have you been all my life?” he wondered in his head.

“Oh and Peter?” As Y/n said turning around before leaving the classroom. His heart skipped a beat for a second, he had thought that you had heard his thoughts. But then remembered that he said it in his head.

“Yeah Y/n?”

“I need your address” As you both chuckled about how you had this whole thing planned but almost didn’t happen because he never told her where he lived

“Here give me your phone, I will put my number in it”. After he had put his number in they said their goodbyes and went their seperate ways. He realized that he didn’t have your number to text you the address. Right at that moment, he got a text from an unknown number. He opened it and he smiled to himself.

“So you realize that I would have to text you in order for you to give me your address because you do not have my number right? You did not think that though did you lol”

“Haha yeah your right I didn’t plan that well. Or maybe did I so that way you had text me? Maybe, maybe not :)”

“Alright Mr. Smooth I see you over there I see you. So are you going to give me the address or are you going to build that Lego Death Star by yourself?”

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So hello everyone who made it all the way to the end. Thank you so much for reading💖, I really do appreciate it. It is my first story that I am publishing so I hope you guys like it.

And I have decided that I am going to make this story a series because I have so much more I want to do with this story. Please let me know if you like it, I am a little nervous/shy when it comes to my writing and I want to put myself out there.

Thank you again for reading!!!😊❤️ and stay tuned for part 2!