#peter3 x peter2

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[sandrasoapbox]

Find someone who looks at you the way Parker (Peter 2) looks at Peter (Peter 3).

[huyuhi]

[peterparkersnose]

1 girl, 3 spidermen part 2

all the spidermen x pregnant!reader

tom!spiderman x pregnant!reader

andrew!spiderman x pregnant!reader

tobey!spiderman x pregnant!reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: childbirth

summary: baby girl parker is here, and god is she loved

a/n wrapping up this mess, thank you guys for all the positive feed back!

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read time: 6 mins 44 seconds

You never thought you would miss the sight of your own toes. 9 gruesome months of pregnancy has almost defeated you. You were officially released on maternity leave from work last week, and have been trying to prepare for this child.

At 19 weeks, all of the Peter’s planned and joined you to find out the gender of the baby. Peter 3 was the only one that cried when you found out it was a baby girl.

“I-I’m sorry I don’t know why I’m so emotional-”

You hated to admit it, but you were slowly falling for Peter 3 during this whole pregnancy. He seemed to care the most. He took care of you the most often and never complained. All Peter 2 and you did was seem to argue when he was at your apartment. Peter 1 was sweet, but he mostly spent his time with you studying or trying to overcompensate for not being there as often as the other Peter’s.

“Good morning!” you heard from your apartment door. You recognized Peter 3’s voice immediately. “Just wanted to check on you before work,” he said, placing down his bag and sticking his head into your bedroom.

You were laying in your bed, your sheet clung to you outlining your large stomach. “Glowing as always,” Peter 3 said, going to your kitchen to make you breakfast. “What would you like this morning? Eggs? I can make some pancakes on the fly but I’m not sure how good they’ll be but-”

While he was talking to you from the kitchen, you attempted to get out of bed. You would use your headframe to pull yourself up, and then roll over so you could kneel on the floor and use the bed to prop yourself upright. You were only in a long, oversized shirt and a pair of underwear. When you got on your knees to get up, you felt a large splash of water hit your legs. “Oh FUCK!” you yelled. You heard Peter drop a pan in your kitchen and the floor creaking as he ran to your side.

“What? What is it? Oh,” he said in a panic, noticing the liquid on the floor. “Help me,” you whimpered. Peter helped you off the floor and into his arms. “I-I think I’m in labor.” you cried.

The most scary thing about this whole pregnancy for you was the actual realization that you were going to be pushing a whole human being out of your vagina. Childbirth was terrifying.

“Shh, it’s okay.” Peter said, rocking you in his arms. “Do you have your to go bag ready? I remember we started putting it together but-” “Yeah I finished it with Peter 1,” “Great. Where is it?” he asked, helping you sit on your bed. “On my dresser in the closet,” you said, rubbing your back. You were taking deep breathes, already feeling tiny contractions forming in your lower back. “Okay, cool. Let’s just rest for a minute. Let me make some calls.” Peter 3 said.

He called each Peter individually and told them to get their asses to the hospital.

“CODE RED! I REPEAT, A CODE RED!” he yelled into the phone. “Yes, she’s in labor Peter! You don’t need to shout. I’m leaving work now.” Peter 2 yelled back through the phone.

Peter 1 hadn’t even woken up for classes yet, and was woken up by the sound of his phone blowing up. “She’s what?” you heard him yell through the phone, followed by a large crashing noise. “I’m on my way,”

“Okay Y/N let’s go!” Peter 3 yelled, bag in hand. “Peter?” “Yes,” “Can I have some pants maybe?” “Oh, yeah. Duh,”

He grabbed you a pair of sweatpants and helped you get into them. He then put your hair up into a clip to help you feel better. It was June and the heat in New York City was grueling.

You waddled to your elevator and struggled to keep moving. “Just a couple more blocks until the subway station-” “Subway station? Oh god, Peter we don’t have time for that. Where is your car?” you said panting, just getting over another contraction. “It’s in the shop!” “Your cars in the shop when your girlfriends about to have a baby?” you yelled. “Girlfriend?”

Shit.

“Yes, get over it and let’s just go.”

Peter started moving people out of the way, making way for you. “Move it people! My girlfriend is in labor!”

He brought you to a back alley and started throwing his clothes in his work bag. Of course, he had his spidey suit on under it. You were taking deep breathes, leaning against the brick wall. “You are not swinging me to the hospital.” “Would you rather give birth in a alley?”

You groaned, holding on to Peter for dear life. This definitely wasn’t safe, but it was the most efficient method. The adrenaline rush of flying through the air got rid of any thought of your contractions. He was extra carful to set you down at the hospital entrance, keeping his Spiderman ruse going. “Nurse! Help! There’s a lady in labor!” he yelled, webbing himself on top of another building. He changed his clothes and climbed down the backside of the building and caught up with you in the hospital.

“What room?” the nurse asked. “Y/N L/N,” “Relation?” “Boyfriend,” “Name?” “Peter Parker,” “Alright Mr. Parker, room 607.”

He rushed in the room and met you already hooked up with monitors and in a gown. Peter 2 was at your side, making sure you had everything. “He beat me? Really?” Peter 3 said out of breathe. “I swung here buddy,” “So did we!” “Any word on other Peter?” Peter 2 asked, sitting back in a chair sipping a cup of hospital coffee. Peter 3 checked his phone. “He’s on the train but no guarantee he’ll be here any time soon,”

You groaned, grabbing the sides of your stomach. Both of the Peter’s ran to your side. “You got this,” Peter 3 said, arm around you. The contraction passed, and Peter kissed the top of your head. “I’m so proud of you baby,” he smiled. “Oh, so you two?” Peter 2 asked, pointing between the two of you. “She self declared herself as my girlfriend today,” Peter 3 said proudly. “Yeah, yeah. Today isn’t about you,” you panted, feeling another contraction hit. “Fuck,” you muttered and a nurse came in.

“Oh my god,” the nurse gasped, running out of the room. “What? What is it?” you yelled. You attempted to look yourself, but then again, you haven't seen your toes in about 4 months. “God Dammit Peter, look!”

Both of them looked up in shock. “No way!” they said almost in synch. The doctor came in, and assessed the situation. “Well, she’s almost here.” the doctor said, changing into her gloves. “What? I’ve only been in labor for like, an hour!” “Sometimes babies come fast. I can’t control it.” the doctor shrugged, calling in more nurses. “You have to administer an emergency epidural,” she ordered one of them.

The nurse came in with the needle, and Peter 3 dry heaved. “That is an epidural?” he yelled. “Peter shut up, your scaring me.” you whimpered, trying to ignore the stinging pain into your spine. “I’m sorry baby. I’m sorry.”

They laid you back down, and had you start pushing. “Where the hell is Peter 1!” you yelled through the pain. You were holding each Peter’s hand and squeezing for dear life. “He’s coming, I promise.” Peter 3 said.

“A few more pushes mom!” the nurse exclaimed. “Goddamit you Peters! Fuuuuck you all! Look what you did to me,”

Peter 3 started to get visibly upset. “Hey, Pete! She doesn’t mean it.” Peter 2 said, trying to build his confidence back up. “Yes I fucking do!” you yelled, taking another deep breathe and pushing as hard as you ever have. You felt the thing exit you and heard the door swing open at the same time. “OHMYGOD!” Peter 1 yelled, running back into the hallway. Peter 2 left your side to go aid Peter 1 who was currently throwing up in a trashcan.

But that didn’t matter. Nothing else mattered anymore.

She was here.

You had already thought of a name, but kept it a secret from all the Peter’s.

June May Parker.

June was the month she was born.

May was after their Aunt’s.

And June and May just sounded too perfect together.

“Who’s the father?” the doctor asked. Without even answering, they scrubbed up Peter 3 and handed him the scissors. “You want me to- oh- please be carful with that, it was expensive.” he gasped as the nurses removed his watch and belt and put him in scrubs. June started crying, and Peter snipped the umbilical cord.

She had a loud cry, but you didn’t care. She was placed on your chest, and you were a mess.

Peter 3 stood waiting for your consent to come near. To be fair, you were cussing him out a minute ago.

“Pete,” you sighed, looking into the beautiful brown eyes of your daughter. “Look,”

You pointed to her distinct nose, almost a perfect match to Peter 3’s. “Oh- oh my god,” Peter 3 cried. He put one hand over his mouth trying to contain his cries, and the other on your daughter. “June,” you smiled. “June?” he asked. “June May Parker.”

June was taken from you and cleaned. They swabbed her for DNA, then swabbed all of the Peter’s.

“I gotta admit, she really does look like Peter 3,” Peter 1 sighed. All three of then and you were standing in front of the glass window that showed you June. They were all waiting for the test results back, even though you already had a good idea of who the father was.

“You know, I’m glad Peter 3 is the dad.” Peter 2 said. You scoffed a bit. “Thanks?” “No, really. He was the most involved. He was always there, he seemed to care the most. He deserves it,” Peter 2 said, Peter 1 agreeing. “Hey, thanks man.” Peter 3 said as Peter 2 patted him on the back. “I got to say, I’m happy im not a college dad.” Peter 1 laughed. “Yeah, I’m happy my baby daddy isn’t in college,” you laughed.

All three of the men who had taken care of you during your pregnancy hung around your shoulders. Peter 3 had his arms around your waist, head resting on your neck. You all three were staring down at the beautiful wonder of June. “Thank you guys,”

“For everything.”

June was taking a nap on your chest with you when the results came in. The nurse handed them to Peter 3, carful not to wake you.

Peter 1- 0.092% match

Peter 2- 0.00023% match

Peter 3- 98.29102% match

“What does it say?” you asked groggily, awaking from your nap. “98.3% chance of me being June’s dad,” Peter 3 smiled. He walked over to his new family and smiled. “This is all I could ever ask for,”

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Playlist Masterlist

Always taking suggestions and ideas! :)

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Ezra Bridger

Anidala

Obitine

Kanera

Luke Skywalker (Vibe playlist not story playlist)

Hondo (This was a joke but here)

Marvel

WandaVision

Loki

She-Ra

Adora

Steven Universe

Greg Universe

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

COMING SOON

Steven Universe

Padme

Mando

Ahsoka

Moon Knight

Peter1

Peter2

Peter3

Miles Morales

Link

Hera

Kanan

Leia x Han

Garnet

Rose

Hiccup

Shit ton of OUAT ones

Joel miller

Ellie Williams

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Hello! We're the Hearts System!

Collective name Hearts, collective pronouns they/them. System members under the read more!

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#host tag - From me, the host! I'm not gonna name myself cause I'm not "out" as a system in too many places. I'm sometimes the one actually reblogging stuff or talking, and the other guys mostly hang out in the back. Sometimes they send me vibes instead of words, sometimes they talk. It depends! They/them and voi/void/voids pronouns!

#alf tag - Gordon "ALF" Shumway here! I was the star of my own show back in the '80s! I like cats, 80s nostalgia, and long walks on the beach /ref. He/him pronouns

#allay tag - an allay from Minecraft! also known as Sky. semi-verbal. she/they/any

#ari tag - the one, the only, Ariana Griande! she/her/hers, besties <3

#bdubs tag - BdoubleO100. gay for ethoslab. he/moss

#cleo tag - ZombieCleo. QPPs with Joe. she/they

#cody tag - small Minecraft warden named Cody. he/him.

#cub tag - cubfan135. genderfluid and skulkified. any pronouns

#etho tag - Ethoslab. bdubs <3. he/him

#grace tag - Grace. gum chewer. says babe(s) a lot. she/they.

#henry tag - Henry Emily fictive. From FNAF, ending at Pizzeria Simulator. He/him pronouns.

#idona tag - Idona. Vault god of violence, war, and malevolence. can and will kill for you. she/it

#joe tag - Joe Hills. QPPs with Cleo. he/they/void, green/screen/screens/dresself

#keith tag - Keith "The Dragon" Smith. he/him, en/end/ends, en/end/ender, cho/chor/chorus.

#kevin tag - Kevin "Defunctland". he/him

#kitty tag - a cat known as Gatita. she/her

#martyn tag - Martyn Inthelittlewood fictive. From Last Life! Very gay for this system’s Mumbo <333 he/him

#mike tag - Micahel Afton, from various FNAF titles including FNAF 4, Sister Location, and Pizzeria Simulator. he/him

#mumbo tag - Mumbo Jumbo fictive named Milo. From Last Life. Husband to Martyn. He/him

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#nat tag - Nat, Stressmonster fictive! From the same universe as Vik and Ryker. She/her

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#wormy tag - Wormman fictive! From, uh... not fully sure! He/ey

#zed tag - Zedaph! Sourcemates with/gay for TangoTek. he/him/his

#zloy tag - ZloyXP. tired Russian zombie. he/him.

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READ ME (Intro)

Hello I’m Zombu! (He / Him)

- This is a side blog. Tobey is my spidey. Mostly active on Twitter @ Zombu7. I like EVERYONE x Peter2, but mostly 🕷32 = Top!Peter3 x Bottom!Peter2 (NOT 🕷23 with top!peter2 x bttm!peter3).

- Bottom Peter 2 only, no switch/reverse. Trying to “change my mind” or sending asks regarding the opposite dynamic / using or turning my posts to something OTHER than bottom Peter2 will result in a block.

- You can like what you like, but please respect my top/bottom preferences when interacting with me and my work. If you want to make content inspired by my posts, keep this in mind. Thanks!

- Problematic themes. DNI if you harass people over fiction / send ship hate. FUBM FREE (meaning: feel free to follow / unfollow / block / mute)

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Peter 3 went to pick up Toddler Peter 1 at his daycare but he went missing.

Peter 3, to toddler Michelle: Um, excuse me. Um, have you seen Pete? Brown hair, smile that would shake the earth, hates peas?

Toddler Michelle: A white man broke in today.

Peter 3, a white man: A... a white man?! No! Well, what did security do about it?!

Toddler Michelle: Nothing.

Peter 3: Typical!

Turns out Peter 3 forgot that it's Peter 2's day off so he can pick up Toddler Peter 1 and Toddler Michelle was being a troll.

[huyuhi]

①

1：ピート兄ちゃん温かい！

3：ピーティも温かい！

3：あ、ピーター…

2：本当だ、温かい

3：😀💘

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1：そろそろ慣れた方が良いと思うよ…

3：わ、わかってるんだけど…！

2：？？？

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[huyuhi]

カワイイの｢カ｣

2：最初はどうすれば良いのかわからなかったよ

1：色々試したりした？

2：うん トレーがひっかかった時は本当に困った

3、1：(トレー…？)

2：出す方法もわからなくて試行錯誤した SHAZAM! とかね

2：今はもう息をするのと同じだよ

3：へぇ〜

1：(((カ)))

3：(…と思ってるんだろうな)

[peterparkersnose]

1 girl, 3 spidermen

all the spidermen x pregnant!reader

tom!spiderman x pregnant!reader

andrew!spiderman x pregnant!reader

tobey!spiderman x pregnant!reader

word count: 1.4k

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of sex, mentions of abortion

summary: Y/N has some fun with all 3 Peter’s, but when she falls pregnant she is unsure of who the father is.

a/n i apologize in advance besties this is going to be so chaotic, everyone is of age

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read time: 5 mins 46 seconds

Part 2

You sat on the edge of your bathtub, anxiously waiting for your phone timer to go off. Your period was three weeks late, and you were worried. You had also accidentally skipped one of your birth controls, and for your specific one you had to take them for a solid week again to regain the power it once held inside your body. You were 90% sure you were pregnant, you just wanted to be sure.

You had gone on three separate dates, with three separate men. All coincidentally with the same name. You had come to know about the universe theory and how they all came to be on your universe, but you didn’t really understand the concept. They all had no clue they went out with you until they all met up for their weekly meeting.

“Dude, I had the hottest date this week.” “No way, me too.” “Shut up, so did I!”

They soon discovered this girl was the same one they had all been seeing.

The phone alarm beeped and it scared you, causing you to smack the phone off the counter. You picked it back up, hoping it didn’t crack.

You flipped over the test.

Positive.

You groaned, placing your hand on your forehead.

Three possible baby daddies.

Sure, condoms existed, but you were on a budget. Not the smartest idea, yes, but you thought your birth control would work fine. You were also aware of STI’s, but the Peter’s seemed like clean people.

You picked up your phone and called each of them.

Peter 1: “Hey Peter,” “Oh hey Y/N! How’s it going?” “Um, not so great actually.” “What’s wrong?” “Peter, I have to be honest with you. I’m pregnant. And it might be yours,”

There was a long bit of silence. You heard a whooshing sound and then a grunt. “Were you flying?” you asked him. “I’m gonna be a dad?” he asked, excitedly. “Maybe, it could be someone else’s.” “Who else would it be? I don’t think it could be anyone else’s but mine Y/N,” “The other Peter’s,” you sighed. “Ohhh, yeah I mean.” Peter said disappointedly, secretly hoping it was his.

-

Peter 2: You called him, and it went straight to voicemail. You sighed, deciding to be the chaotic queen you were just sent him a picture of the positive test.

Your phone immediately rang.

“What the hell did you just send me?” he yelled through the phone. “You didn’t pick up.” “Well,” he sighed. You admitted, you guys had the worst date out of all of the Peter’s.

“All I’m saying is that it might be yours.” “Oh,”

“I would recommend a test if your keeping it. If your not, it’s none of my business. But I’ll be there if you need me. Text me, appointments, meetings, anything.” “Thank you Peter,” you smiled.

Peter 3:

“Hey Y/N? How are you? I was just about to text you,” “Oh, really?” “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about you a lot ever since our date.”

“Maybe you should sit, if your not already sitting Pete.” “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked, concerningly. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just that- Peter, I’m pregnant.”

“Your what?” he asked. You could almost see his eyes getting wide in your mind. “But I don’t know if it’s yours. It could be-” “Please don’t say the other Peter’s.” he sighed. “The other Peter’s.”

Same with Peter 1, there was a long silence.

“Peter are you okay?” “I really like you Y/N. That is why I am willing to take responsibility. No matter what, I’ll raise that child with you and I’ll do a great job doing it. If your keeping it, of course. If your not, if you want me to, I’ll be there. I’m willing, anything you want. 2AM cravings run to the grocery store. Putting together furniture. Taking care of it.”

You were shocked by his willingness. “I’m going to get a paternity test first chance I get. I appreciate that a lot though,” you said. “Oh well yeah, a paternity test makes sense. Even if I don’t come back as the dad though, I’m willing to help.”

You felt your stomach flutter and a smile came to your face. “Thank you so much Pete. That really means a lot to me.”

-

You received an invitation to the next weekley Peter meeting. You walked into the apartment of Peter 2 and found them all waiting for you by the door. “Hey!” they all said, almost at the same time. They staggered around you, looking at you in awe. “Can I take your coat?” Peter 1 offered. “I can take your purse,” Peter 3 said. “Would you like some water?” Peter 2 asked. “Yeah, um, sure. Thanks guys.” you said, awkwardly handing your belongings to them.

“So I met with my doctor,” you began to say. You all were sitting around the round table in Peter 2’s kitchen. “Wait, what? I missed an appointment?” Peter 3 asked. “No, it was just to make sure I was actually pregnant. I am.”

All three of them let out a sigh at the same time.

“She said I can get a paternity test starting at 7 weeks, and tomorrow I’ll be 4 weeks.”

“How will this process go?” Peter 2 asked, wrapping his hands together.

“Well, I’m assuming they’ll swab you all for DNA, they’ll extract some from inside of me and test it.”

“Will it hurt the baby?” Peter 1 asked. “No, it shouldn’t. There’s always a chance though, but its very slim.”

“No, I don’t like this.” Peter 3 said abruptly. The three of you looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” you asked. “I-I don’t want to hurt the baby. Even potentially. I don’t feel like I want to take that chance.”

You all stared at him. “So your saying you won’t get tested?” you asked him with a pissed off tone. “Not until it is out and healthy. I don’t want to harm this child.”

“You know now that I’m hearing it, Peter 3 has a point,” Peter 2 sighed. “What?” You and Peter 1 said at the same time. “Thank you,” Peter 3 said, waving his arm at Peter 2. “So you guys are telling me I have to wait until this thing is born to find out who the father is?”

“I’m willing to do it now,” Peter 1 said. “But Peter, it could hurt the baby.” Peter 3 said, “Yeah,” Peter 2 followed. “This is ridiculous, are you even keeping it?” Peter 1 asked. “I am, yeah.”

“I mean, I don’t know. It’s a clump of cells right now. Maybe I can wait.” you sighed, leaning back in your chair. “I’ll sway with the majority but I still think we should be doing this now. Who is going to take care of Y/N during her pregnancy? I can’t! MIT start’s next month.” Peter 1 asked.

“I said I’d be there no matter what.” Peter 3 said. “What? What if it’s not even yours?” Peter 2 argued. “I’ll love it either way.”

“Your not even dating Y/N!” Peter 1 pointed out. “Yet,” Peter 3 smirked, giving you a wink. You looked away and blushed. “Oh god,” Peter 2 said, putting his hand on his forehead.

“So, the plan…” Peter 3 started. “Y/N, how would you like this to go?” he asked. “Um,” you thought. “Peter 1 is going to MIT. That is priority.” you stated. “He is far too young to be dealing with anything like this.” you said, cursing yourself for hooking up with a 19 year old. You yourself was 23, and had no clue Peter was 19 at the time. “Peter 2 and 3 have solid jobs, so that is also priority.”

“No Y/N, you two are the new priority in my life.” Peter 3 said. It made you cringe thinking about what he just said. You two. “Me and Peter 2 can switch days while Peter 1 can visit on the weekends. Do you guys think that’s a good plan?” Peter 3 suggested. They all mumbled a yeah.

“What about you, Y/N? How is work going to work for you?”

“Im pregnant Peter 3, not dying. I can still go, you guys can come after work. If you want.”

“Of course we want to Y/N,” Peter 2 re assured you. “I don’t like all this ‘putting yourself second’ stuff. We’re here to help.” Peter 2 said, grabbing your hand from across the table.

You were on the subway home, scrolling on your phone. You get a text notification saying you’ve been added to a group chat. You click on the notification.

Spidey Baby Daddies

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me,”

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