A/n: so who's up for some bad boy peter? ;) There's some NWH spoilers if someone haven't already saw it
BTW, a lot of you asked me if I still take requests, So yes!! You can ask me whatever you'd like and I'll write it for you:))
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Peter parker didn't used to be an asshole.
In fact, he was the sweetest, kindest most gentleman boy exist.
Was.
It's been almost a years since the spell and after everything, Peter decided to change. Well, he didn't decided but it happened. Apparently, you get more short tampered and depressed when you don't have physical connection or even just a conversation that lasted more than five minutes, for a few good months.
The change about peter didn't happen so fast.
First, he started to drink. Because after one time he accidentally got drunk in his first college party, he forgot all of his problems. And he felt free. Then, he started smoking when his anxiety pills ran out and he couldn't care less. The cigarettes were his way to relax. Somewhere in the process his nerdy t-shirts turned black, or to just simple once with the same two jeans jacket.
Ben's jackets.
Usually, even when it rained, he wore aunt May's hat. The one she wore when she worked on hot days at F.E.A.S.T.
Not even talking about spiderman, that, like peter 3 said, stopped pulling his punches too. Of course, he still fought for the little guy. But he wasn't really 'the friendly neighborhood spiderman'. He's empathy for the bad guys died down, and so the will to spare and pity them.
So peter changed. So what? Its not like someone knew who he was. It's not like someone cared.
Until history class.
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Peter sat in his half working car. Smoking his first cigarette for the day. He was awake all night, out patrolling, kicking and hitting guys until they pass out. Until he pass out.
So peter sat in his car, smoking. He didn't really bothered opening a window, or go out, where the smoke would spread and won't cling to his clothes. He didn't bother to check the time, to see if he's late.
