The Real Me - Trans¡Peter Parker

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"Look who we have here, Penis Parker!" Flash spit out in disgust, kicking Peter in the chest.

"Oh, are you not going to say anything?" He said fake offended.

Another kick in the chest. A punch, a kick and so on.

Insults, mean things and more punches.

When flash left him Peter continued lying on the bathroom floor for a while, just to be sure flash was gone.

He couldn't even cry anymore. It was just a constant pain which never seemed to have an end. The only time he didn't think about it was on his patrols as the masked superhero Spiderman. That was the only time Peter felt like himself.

Of course no one knew of his little dublelife. Not even Aunt May. especially not Aunt May Peter thought. She would just be too worried over her little boy running around fighting bad guys.

Aunt May thought Peter was this little vulnerable boy because of all the things he'd went trough. And after everything with uncle Ben he didn't want her poor heart to feel any more pain.

Peter slowly sat up, slightly dizzy. He then stood up, holding himself up with help of the sink. He saw himself in the mirror, not too bad this time. His nose looked pretty bad but it didn't seem broken at least.

He carefully washed away the dried blood in his face and then sent a text to Ned saying
>i dont feel so go, im going home<
and Ned quick answered with a
>ok, hope u feel better<.

Peter did feel a little bad about leaving Ned alone. Ned did have other friends, he wasnt as hated as Peter but he still wasnt anything near popular and liked.

Peter only had Ned. He had had friends before he realized he was trans.

When that happened he switched school for his own safety and the students at his old school swore to never tell anyone about his old life if he didnt do it himself. But now everyone on this school knew. Because Flash Thompson somehow found out and thats how he got the name "Penis Parker".

Because Flash had thankfully not found his old name.

As Peter made his way out of the school he tried to avoid people as much as possible, not letting himself be seen but anyone of Flashes little gang.

He decided to take the subway home. He normally walked since too much people in crowded places could both give him anxiety and sensory overload. Which together was not a good combination.

At this time almost noone was on the subway so the 3 minute ride went without problems. So at his station he got out of the subway and went quickly to his and Aunt Mays apartment and rushed up the 7 stairs.

"Aunt May?" He shouted as he steped inside the cozy apartment.

When no one answered he took his jacket of threw his backpack into his room and dived into the couch.

He didnt have to go on patrol yet so he decided to just lay down and rest for a while before he went out.

As soon as he shut his eyes he fell asleep.

So when May came home she found her little sweet boy beaten and sleeping on the couch. She felt awful, like anyone could do a better job at keeping their kid safe. But she couldnt.

Thats when she decided that she would do something special for him. Something he talked about alot. Something she knew he would love.

She needed to talk to someone she hadn't talked to in a very long time..

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When Peter woke up it was dark outside. His head hurt and his whole body felt like a rock.

He got up from the chouch and looked inside Mays bedroom and saw her asleep so he quickly changed to his Spiderman outfit. He put on a sports bra, cause even tho he wanted to wear a binder he couldnt, he had wore it far to long already.

He opened his window and swinged trough the black night.

A while later after he'd stopped one robbery and a few smaller bulglarys he sat on a rooftop and just looked at the stars.

"So the friendly neighborhood spidey is taking a break from all his heroing?" A deep and raspy voice said behind him.

He turned around and saw no one less than Deadpool himself. Of course Peter knew who he was, they didnt know eachother but as Deadpool was a antihero, a murderer who Peter had meet on many of his patorls before.

"Deadpool" Peter greeted him, suddenly unsure of his girly voice.

"So whatcha doing spideyboy? Chaught any bad guys tonight?" He said smirking, which you could somehow see despite the mask on his head.

"I have actually, but now i gotta go sorry" He said quickly and excused himself

" Uhuh you cant' talk to a bad guy like me? spideyboy? Gotta run home to mama?" Deadpool teased

"NO, im just tired" He said suddenly with a very girly voice

"Oh im sorry missy, its impotant for little girls to get enough sleep" Deadpool said and laughed

"IM NOT A GIRL" Peter screamed angrily

"I don't care what you are little spider. Or well, as long as you aren't an alien trying to put your eggs inside of me. Although I know something else you could put inside me" Deadpool said flirty leaning towards him.

"Well im a man but bye now deadpool" He said nervous

"Ooh i love it when he says my name, didnt i tell you that yellow?" Deadpool said

Peter was shaking, he throwed himself of the building and swinged home as fast as possible. As soon as he got home he just threw himself in his bed trying to snap out of the anxiety attack he felt coming.

He didnt know when or how but he actually manage to fall asleep at some point, whitout getting a panic attack or a really bad anxiety attack.

When Aunt May woke him up with her bright smile Peter couldnt help but smile back too her. Her smiles was the best Peter knew, they where so bright and happy and all his happiest memories was with May Smiling.

"C'mon petey, school starts in an hour"

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My first chapter wohoooo

Its around 1000 words which is longer than ive ever written, almost haha

So i hope you like it <33

- princess peach