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The no way home ending was just Tom Holland's Peter going "I'm going to be just like my older brothers!!! :D". I know I'm right.

Parasite paused, glancing over to where Peter had placed the vial.

“Who’s that?”

They reached over, its eyes wide in an almost entranced state as they stared at the vial. The symbiote didn’t seem similar, but they were curious now. Why did this spider-person have a symbiote? Was it theirs? Had they stolen it?

//supposed to be posted earlier, but it never did go out

Location: A hole in the wall laboratory

Time and Date: 19:00 pm; March 3, 2025

TW// blood, ethical wrongs

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Peter was sitting at a work bench in a lab that looks like it’d seen better days. The lights above were flickering madly, giving an eerie presence to the surrounding equipment. Various vials and chemical compounds sat idly on shelves and the several other tables.

One of them stood out though. It was moving. Yeah, moving. It sat next to a normal vial of blood that seemed to be sparking a small bit. “C’mon Pete…” he mumbled as he pushed the chair back. “C’mon.”

He stalked towards the two vials and tilted his head. Moving. It was living. The vial was a tube of Eddie Brock and Venom’s combined blood— it’s what had created carnage. Eddie and Peter had come up with this together— a potential life saving procedure— and now Pete was carrying it out. Or he was going to try to.

He was on two different sides. On one hand? He could potentially save lives, help the world for the greater good, and all it would take was a little bit of blood sequencing. On the other? This was living. It was alive. It couldn’t live on its own, but Peter was keeping it alive and healthy in the cold tube.

He swallowed thickly as he picked it up and twisted it in his fingers. “C’mon. Just don’t mess it up this time. Don’t mess it up like you did with yours… don’t… don’t screw it up, Pete. Then it’ll be humane, right?”

He realized he was… shaking. He set the vial down and moved back to his desk. He slumped down and sighed heavily. “Fuck.” Humanity. Inhumane. Ethics. All of those damn rules.. what would Mr. Stark say?

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Parasite stepped into the room, blinking rapidly as their eyes adjusted to the light.

Their eyes were narrowed as their gaze darted around the room, eventually landing on Peter. They glanced between him and the test tube he held, and tilted their head to the side as they recognized the substance as one of its own, a symbiote.

Eventually, they spoke up. “Spider-creature? What are you doing?”

Parasite didn’t even bother to hide in their true form as it moved closer to him (it was too tired to mask their true self at the moment anyways, they just had to hope that this particular spider-person wouldn’t be too disturbed by their appearance).

//supposed to be posted earlier, but it never did go out

Location: A hole in the wall laboratory

Time and Date: 19:00 pm; March 3, 2025

TW// blood, ethical wrongs

—-

Peter was sitting at a work bench in a lab that looks like it’d seen better days. The lights above were flickering madly, giving an eerie presence to the surrounding equipment. Various vials and chemical compounds sat idly on shelves and the several other tables.

One of them stood out though. It was moving. Yeah, moving. It sat next to a normal vial of blood that seemed to be sparking a small bit. “C’mon Pete…” he mumbled as he pushed the chair back. “C’mon.”

He stalked towards the two vials and tilted his head. Moving. It was living. The vial was a tube of Eddie Brock and Venom’s combined blood— it’s what had created carnage. Eddie and Peter had come up with this together— a potential life saving procedure— and now Pete was carrying it out. Or he was going to try to.

He was on two different sides. On one hand? He could potentially save lives, help the world for the greater good, and all it would take was a little bit of blood sequencing. On the other? This was living. It was alive. It couldn’t live on its own, but Peter was keeping it alive and healthy in the cold tube.

He swallowed thickly as he picked it up and twisted it in his fingers. “C’mon. Just don’t mess it up this time. Don’t mess it up like you did with yours… don’t… don’t screw it up, Pete. Then it’ll be humane, right?”

He realized he was… shaking. He set the vial down and moved back to his desk. He slumped down and sighed heavily. “Fuck.” Humanity. Inhumane. Ethics. All of those damn rules.. what would Mr. Stark say?

—

Tags!: @insomniac-lifestyle @itzzkaylaaa @dam-that-river @under0-0s @thescarleteevee… and anyone else who wants to read or join or do whatever!

pet peeve here, because this is really putting a bee in my bonnet. the tom holland spiderman movies are good, they’re wholesome and fun and they tick all the boxes you want a superhero movie to tick and he plays the character well and that’s good, it really is, but as someone who occasionally reads and interacts with spidypool content there is a probem

and that’s that tom holland looks like a fresh young baby, no matter what is real age, and he is playing a literal minor. and so shipping him with grown man ryan reynolds deadpool is just- red flags, not comfortable, no thank you please

and that would be fine, im not going to police what content people create or what stories they want to tell but oh my god please tag the fic as being part of the homecoming adaptation if you’re explicitly headcanoning holland as spiderman. please tag it. please please tag it. and not just as “spiderman” but as specifically “homecoming/holland spiderman” bc man there have been too many times where I’ve been reading a story being like “ah yes, my grown man spiderman, basically university aged, having here romance” and then seen them say in the authors notes or somewhere they based it on tom holland and have to nope out of there so hard. and this is after having explicitly chosen to specifically exclude the homecoming fandom tag

like. i am doing my level best as an individual to curate my own content and avoid the stuff that I personally find uncomfortable, staying in my own lane as it were, and yet it’s still there. there is literally nothing more I as an individual can do to to avoid it than what I am currently doing

im not saying you can’t write it. im not saying it’s wrong. but please this should be tagged on the same level of ticking “underage” because I don’t know how old tom holland is and whether hes a minor or not and I don’t care, because he plays and looks enough like a minor when playing his character that its something disconcerting to see unwarned in a romantic or explicit context with a much older partner, especially when you went in thinking it was a story between two consenting adults

like guys c'mon individual adaptation fandom tags exist for a reason. for this reason. please use them. just please tag it

Final Moments on Stage

Famous Singer Reader x Peter Parker

Summary: It's the final night of your American tour, and you can't help but reflect on your life.

Y/N stared out at the crowd before her. Thousands of people squished into one stadium just to see her. Hear her songs. Her voice. It’s incredible.

“LA, I need to tell you something.” The crowd exploded as she spoke. “I need to tell you how much you mean to me. The fact that you are all here, just to support me, is incredible.”

Y/N turned to face the left side of the stadium, smiling as they cheered for her. “If you had told little 16-year-old me that I would be playing in a venue this big, that this many people wanted to hear my song…I don’t think I would believe you.”

She thought back to all of the shit she went through in her high school years. The bullying and the depression. As she glanced backstage, though, she couldn’t help but think of the best thing to come out of high school. There stood her boyfriend Peter, who had stood with her through it all. The spotlights made it impossible to make him out fully, but there was no mistaking that silhouette.

Y/N turned back to the crowd, knowing they saw her looking backstage. She grinned as she thought about all the fan theories that would come out of her getting distracted.

“I have one more song for you, LA, and then I sadly have to go back home to New York.” She giggled as the crowd booed at her declaration. “Don’t worry, though.”

Her earpiece started counting beats as the soundtrack for her song started playing. Taking a deep breath as the lights changed, she thought of the boy standing offstage waiting for her.

“I’ll be back. I promise.”