✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚏 | 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗 | 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕

<TAKES PLACE IN NO WAY HOME>

You feel the dust falling through the creeps of your eyes. You wipe them in irritation. The last you remembered, was the usual dead ash winding against your knuckles as you went through the open drug Isles.

But the air now smelled clean. No smoke. There were sounds again. People were making sounds. You looked around, your suit was intact, so were you. A peek of light landed on your feet. You hid from it for a moment, before following it out.

Dozens of people were talking, texting, and smiling. Even New York's petty arguments felt welcoming. You felt your body shake with you. In shock you fell back Into the brick wall, almost sliding down. You were scared to speak.

But you sat up and got ready to walk.

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"Hey earth girl, Send your Resume yet?" you asked, adjusting the brim of your hat. MJ looked as if you shot someone in front of her. "Yeah.. I did." she confirmed, "Are you going to steal for your student debt or sell?" she looked even more confused at the second question.

"I sent mine.!" Peter says, you pan to him. "Are you going to sell or steal?" you ask plainly. "Uhm, probably get a job.. Maybe have a work-life balance? Loans?" he says, "I dunno, a sugar baby life seems easier for those bills..." you ponder, "College sounds kind of lame, but if you guys wanna go, go ahead but I think that makes you lame in association." you say, with a smile.

2 men in black began talking to a boy pointing at Peter. "Cool new bodyguards, how many dollars per hour?" you ask, "you're not going to comment on Peter being Spiderman?" MJ says directly. "There's plenty of spidermen, you can't go through Brooklyn without finding one." you shrug.

"What?" Peter questions, just as the bell rings. You walked with the two through the halls till you heard the scrape of a crowbar. Your eyes turn to the sound. You grab the crowbar right in front of MJ's legs. You keep the bar and hang it on your shoulder.

"You.. Should uh join the track team..." MJ comments, before Peter opened his mouth to scold the boy. "Save it for the lawyer's big boy," MJ says, cutting him off again after. You just hummed with your new crowbar as you all walked to class. "I know things are tough because of me- but I promise I'll make it up guys. Me being Spiderman won't change anything for you alright?" Peter speaks up, moving in front of you two, and Ned who just caught up.

"I Just need to talk to someone, and he can help us." Peter adds, "Who? The president?" Ned lights up, "Can I-We come?" "What? No no no." "Remember that wizard I was telling you about?" You froze. "What did you say his name was?" You ask. "Doctor Strange, I'm going to visit him after school today. I think he can help us." You smile, watching the other two friends asking to come.

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You wipe the blood from your knuckles before knocking on the door with a Santa sign nailed poorly to it. You hear whispering and voices before they open the door. "Another one?" You question, You had listened in on the conversation. You looked to the Peter who was now stuck to the ceiling with one hand. "Thank you for inviting me into your home, Goddess." You bow to Ned's grandmother. She smiles and walks upstairs. MJ still held a piece of bread in her hand.

You walk to them and snatch it, taking a look. "Hey!" She grabs another one in protest. "Can you do a flip?" You ask, with a smile. "yes. I'm sure I can do all the stuff your Peter can." The other Peter begins. "Can you do sign language too?" You ask, "Yeah, actually it's one of my majors." He says, "Cool." MJ throws another piece of bread at Peter. "Crawl on the ceiling and do a flip." She demands.

"I'm literally hanging from the ceiling and you want more?" He objects, You finish the piece of bread. "Not enough. More." She says, holding her hand back to ready her wrist to throw another piece.