Marvel and Spider-man Oneshots

"airflow stopped, his heart ached"

Most would think that being Spiderman was a lucky thing to happen to Peter, an he would agree--mostly anyways. Spiderman has always been a 50/50 chance on Peters part, with his luck always landing him on the good side. 

But as we all know, Parker luck has its magic ways of working. And here it comes.

Spider Man came barreling towards the ground, his body hanging limp, in his unconscious state he doesnt seem to have the ability to stop his oncoming doom. His eyes felt like they were falling out of his face, a large headache coming on from his spider sense going crazy.

A rectangle shaped box, sat in his chest cavity. Static played like a TV on high, his body seemed to take on the static as a feeling. His entire body going numb, he was surprisingly cold; his body shivering as it flew through the air.

His mask was torn off, and he didn't have the energy to hide his face: letting the onslaught of people see his bruised, small, face. The energy clearly changed when they all saw it was a kid getting his ass handed to him.

Everything seemed to slow down around Peter as he felt himself grow closer to the ground. He could see a red flash and knew exactly who was coming. He wouldnt make it in time, Peter had to save himself this time.

He needed to, he must save himself so he can go on to save others. He weakly opened his eyes, grunting as he lifted his weak wrist. He shot a web and slung himself forward; he heard gasps but didnt bother to think about them.

He landed on a roof next to the big bad guy, holding his side as blood dribbled slowly down his chin. His face busted up, he smiled--or well tried to smile--flinching at the feeling of his lip retearing. 

The bad guy seemed to stop moving as he looked at the small teen who was waving in the wind. He snarled and launched at the young hero clad in red and blue. Said hero jumped and lfipped back from the hit, he coughed for a second before getting back into a fighting position.

"Not this time, I will die before i let you harm this city. This is my home! I will not let you take it down, not without a fight! But be warned, I haven't lost yet." He belted out to the man. Stepping back as he took a menacing step forward.

A large grin spread on his face, as he turned to be in full view. The thing that was seen could only be described as tragic, sad sorrowful eyes, chapped lips, sunken cheeks and a red nose. He was so unbelievably pale.

The bad guy reached out and grabbed Peters hand, "I- I don't know what to do! I am so scared-" The figure cried out, sounding like a lost child. 

The figure faded out until a young man, around 18 years of age appeared, His eyes were puffy and swollen, his nose and cheeks painted cherry coloured. His lengthy red hair, with an black streak fell down greasily. 

The man very much smelled but as would be expected. He slowly began wobbling, Peter tried to hold him up but in his weakened state the fell over. The mysterious young man in Peters arms. "A-are you alright?" Peter croaked out.

The red haired tyrant nodded into Peters shoulder. His hand snaking into Peters, he exhaled and smiled at him, "H-hi Im Tyler." Peters cheeks lit up by how close the two were, he swallowed thickly before responding, "My names Peter, what was going on? Why were you, uh, so old a second ago."

Tyler looked away his eyes glossy, a small cry leaving his throat as he began to explain. 

"You see long ago, i was cursed.." The image fades as past Tyler looks around. He's seen running towards a hall in the 1940s, he rushes into a classroom. Obviously panicked, he turns and locks the door smiling as he heard footsteps approach him.

He turned around and was faced with a beautiful boy, similar to Peter, curly brown hair, large doe eyes. His lips pulled into a pout, with a tinge of a smirk. Tyler seems to move in, capturing the Peter look alike in a long kiss. "Oh how I've missed you," Tyler whispered into the others hair, he lifted the boy up and spun  him. 

Giving Tyler another kiss, the brown haired boy looked up at him through thick eyelashes, "I missed you too, youre such a Tyrant these days." They smiled wide as the hugged once again, almost afraid to leave the others embrace.

The young boy seemed to sense the sadness waving off of Tyler, his eyes turned concerned as he placed both hands on his bright cheeks. "Come now Tyler, do tell me of whats bothering you?"  Tyler just sighed as he looked down at his beautiful partner, "can't get anything past you can i?" He smirked as his dazzling green eyes made contact with the others milky brown ones.

"Alright, It's just i think my father, is catching on that i do not like girls. He's been acting different." A small hand cupped Tylers cheek, a soft smile melted away all of his fears. "You will be alright, we are running away in two days time." Tyler nodded a smile growing on his face. "I love you."

At that moment the door was slammed open, a blonde haired man entered with his gun raised. Both boys gasped and made a run for it, Tyler trying his damned hardest to keep Peter out of line of fire.

The man now assumed to be Tylers father chased them, lining up a shot. Perfect timing, and what Peter could only explain as "Parker luck."

He watched in horror as the boy now assumed to be past Peter was shot through the chest cavity, he collapsed to the ground. Tyler falling on his knees next to him, pulling Peter ito his arms he cried out.

The blonde man spat next to them, muttering out a curse. "hyjk hujku lohjy" locking him in a body that is not his, "gfrds tgrdsf" with a will that is not his either. "until true loves eyes meet, you will not be the same."

Peters eyes were puffy as he cried, a painfully feeling moved through Past-Tylers chest, he could feel as his airflow stopped, his heart ached he felt himself fall into a blank state as he watched his lover bleed out infront of him.

Peter looked over at Tyler, he raised a hand to his cheek. "Y-you mean, I broke your curse?" 

Tyler nodded happily, as he let Peters memory reform, so he knew everything. More tears clouded his vision as he jumped into Tylers arms, kissing him hard. Theyre emotions broadcasted around in colourful wisps of red, blue, and black. 

The wisps flew all around them, it felt so magically as the wind picked up around them. Tony watched from afar as the two teens kissed. He made a slight disgusted sound. 

Everyone had seen the memories, everyone could feel the mood. Everyone knew about the ability of love.

The boys pulled apart slowly, getting up the held eachothers hands. The air picked up again, the wisps snapping as the picked up too. Tyler leaned down, pressing their foreheads together "i love you so much Pet-ER," Tyler cried out, his voice breaking.

Peter smiled and chuckled softly, "I love you too you Tyrant." He pushed himself on his tippy toes and kissed Tyler fiercely, their eyes closed so tightly as they tried to make this moment last forever. 

Literal fireworks went off all around them, it was truly an experience.

One Peter would love to do again.

Thats on? Love. Periodt.