Can we just take a moment to appreciate this amazing fanart of our soft Spider-man, he looks so free and happy and *starts crying 'cause Peter Parker deserves the world, but the world doesn't deserve Peter* a..anyway *sniffles*
This was requested by Alyssajj11, I hope you enjoy it mah dude!
You didn't notice the sludge climb up your arm during the football game at Midtown High. You and Peter were both from the same school and you offered for him to go to the game with you. At first it was just an annoying voice in the back of your skull.
"Hey (Y/N), what do you want to eat for lunch?" Gwen asks casually.
The souls of the innocent!
"A slice of pizza"
No!
"Two slices of pizza" you decide with a firm nod of the head. Gwen raised her eyebrow but said nothing as you met up with your friends for some lunch from Horizon High. The food for lunch was amazing, though they did allow students to go to cafes and stuff around the campus. You all sat down and began to discuss your days and what projects you were working on.
"You better remember to initialize everything first Miles, don't want the system to crash like it did last time" you pointed the plastic knife at him.
That's it, now throw it into his neck
Uh, yeah no, shut the hell up Debra the voice was silent for five minutes after that. You read a tumblr post that if the dark thoughts came you just do that and it should help. Well at least it repressed the voice in you sometimes.
-Timeskip-
"Grr, I can do it!"
"You sure about that Parker?"
"Yes I'm sure! I can totally beat you watch" you and Peter were having an arm wrestling contest to help with some programming, you yawned as Peter seemingly used all his strength to beat you.
Snap the boy's wrist
Uh, fight me bitch while having your latest comeback to your thoughts Peter won the match and slammed your hand on the table.
Dammit
You should've listened to me-
I don't need your input you weirdo
As the days blew past the thoughts were more frequent. Whether it was stabbing someone with something, breaking their bones, or throwing them off the roof it began to become super annoying. You told your parents about the voice and they couldn't care less, but because they wanted you to know from a professional that you were fine they signed you up for a therapy session.
"So, (Y/N), may I call you that?"
"Yeah"
"How long have these thoughts been going on?"
"A few weeks now"
"When did they start?"
"At the Midtown High Football game"
"Who won?"
"Nobody, the V-252 took over one of the players' bodies and Spider-man had to come in and save the day."
"I see, was there anything else going on at that time, any family issues?"
"No, not at all"
There's a pillow right there, you could snuff her out and no one would know
Would you shut up?
She's a self-entitled bitch who profits over other people's misery and disorders, she deserves it
No she doesn't! She's an amazing therapist would you shut up!
"(Y/N), (Y/N), is everything alright?"
"Y..yeah I'm fine"
"Were those the thoughts just now?"
"Yes"
"What were they saying?"
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One shots (1) (Completed)
FanfictionThis book is completed but that doesn't mean you shouldn't read, here's a list of what I have: Oneshots Preferences Headcanons I also have a few oneshots with this: Boy x boy Girl x girl If you don't like them when you see them don't read em' I...
