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ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE

42!MILES MORALES

— all mine

summary: whilst on the run, your boyfriend miles and yourself were taken home. although your hometown is not as it seems. with a shadow clinging to your every move, will you make it out of this universe?

— not yours (PT 2)

summary: miles seemingly can’t let you go, but you know your miles needs to get home. maybe if you play along you’ll be able to get back home.

↳ whatever it takes PT 3)

summary: you and miles make it back to your own universe and dodge the other members of the spider society as you make your way to miles’s home. little did you know someone managed to slip through the cracks, and was here to try to take you back, whatever it takes. does he?

MILES MORALES

— all mine

summary: whilst on the run, your boyfriend miles and yourself were taken home. although your hometown is not as it seems. with a shadow clinging to your every move, will you make it out of this universe?

— not yours (PT 2)

summary: whilst on the run, your boyfriend miles and yourself were taken home. although your hometown is not as it seems. with a shadow clinging to your every move, will you make it out of this universe?

— whatever it takes PT 3)

summary: whilst on the run, your boyfriend miles and yourself were taken home. although your hometown is not as it seems. with a shadow clinging to your every move, will you make it out of this universe?

(entire series is 6.5k)

PETER B PARKER

— coming soon

HOBIE BROWN

— two for one

summary: you were totally falling for hobie, and hobie was for you. but there was a third in this relationship, miguel. not that you noticed anyways, hobie did though.

PAVITR PRABHAKAR

— coming soon

SPIDER NOIR

— coming soon

PETER PARKER

— coming soon

oh my GOSHNESS

when he got on his KNEES!!!!???? HELLO?!!! personally, i’d be a married woman at that moment..

"id be so good to you if you just gave me a chance.. just please stay one more night with me please..” UHMMMMM DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE???/?:?/!: actually going insane this is so underrated what the frick

God if you hear me, please send a pathetic man by the name of peter benjamin parker that (tries too) fights off creepy men, gets on his knees and begs for me 🙏🙏

as you can see.. i’m very normal abt this. jelly… uve done it again girl. gosh.

Down Bad pt 2

Peter B. Parker x AFAB Stripper!Reader

Synopsis: Peter B. just has to win you over somehow, having caught feelings after your one night stand. Word count 1.1k

Part 1

A/N: sooo I had this thought and decided to continue this from part 1. In the meantime trying sooo hard to find motivation to write DBF!Peter part 2. Sorry it's taking me forever. 💀 I'm just dragging my feet bc I know it's gonna be a long one.

CW: MINORS DNI, SMUT (PROTECTED P IN V, EDGING AND DOM BEHAVIOR MENTIONED,CUM EATING, ORAL M RECEIVING BUT NOT TOO DETAILED), SEXUAL HARASSMENT, MILD VIOLENCE(FIST FIGHT), LITTLE BIT OF STALKERISH BEHAVIOR, fantasizing, PETER B. IS KIND OF A LOSER IN THIS ONE

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Peter B. can't stop thinking about you. He did this to himself yes, found a beautiful dancer, spent practically his life savings for one night, but you snatched his soul in the process. He had to have more of you. 

He even made a fake profile on Instagram to stalk you.

Fuuuck you look so good in your pictures, imagining that cute pout you're making in your selfies looking up at him from on your knees instead, the videos of you dancing and grinding, shaking your ass, drive him absolutely bonkers. Sure wishing he was the lucky guy underneath you instead of the floor. 

And now he's a lovesick puppy watching you pitifully from across the club alone on a Saturday like a loser, no cash to spare and nothing of value to offer you, just endless orgasms and a lifetime of happiness and love.

If you'd just give him the chance. 

You know damn well he's here, loving every minute of the sad attention he's paying you. Making sure to bend over at every opportunity and shoot him a glance from the stage during your routine, making that face like you're cumming with your pretty lips wide open and then biting your lip while looking at him directly in the eyes from the pole. 

Fffuck baby...don't look at me like that...

You liked toying with him like this, loved dominating him and hearing his little whimpers as you sucked his cock, edging him all night long, only for him to be practically crying when you did finally let him cum.

It was the most earth shattering orgasm he's ever had in his life, and you even swallowed it. 

Jesus, nobody has ever done that before, his exes would turn him down from a bj completely or spit in the sink, but watching you coo softly up at him and slowly slurp up his cum from your lips with a pretty little smile and a wink. 

Oh God that changed something in him. 

He knew you'd never look his way, pretty young thing like you would probably end up with one of those hunky college guys, much like the ones that are badgering you right now, yelling at you to take off your skimpy dancer's outfit. 

"Let's see some more baby, come on don't be shy." 

"Sorry boys...club rules says I can't." You try to let them down easy with a little pout of your lips. 

Peter puts down his beer, sitting up slowly when he realizes these guys just don't know when to quit. It's four against one, but he'll be damned if he sits here and lets these assholes harass his beautiful little dancer and make you cry. 

Your eyes are frantic as you try and escape the scene, gasping when you see Peter come up, grab the tall one that's got his dirty hands on you by the shoulder, punching him square in the jaw. 

It's not long before all of them are beating his ass, he grunts and eats blow after blow as they kick and punch him, wheezing on the ground. You scream for help and run towards security. 

Peter lets out a loud groan with relief when security arrives and swiftly kicks out his attackers, sighing dreamily and looking at you with a little smile between his purple bruised eyes and busted lip. You gently blot a tissue against a bleeding scratch above his eyebrows, patching him up. 

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It's the second best feeling of his night, compared to right now as he watches you ride his cock.

Getting beat up by four guys was totally worth it to have his angel back in his bed again. And honestly, you're completely fine getting fucked by this handsome divorced DILF.

He groans loudly, your heavenly pussy gripping him like a vice, and fuck you know just how to move your hips, hitting all those sweet spots inside you that feel equally as good to him. 

"Jesus, baby....riding me like you missed me...." 

He jokes but lets out another groan when he feels his cock stroke another nice spot against your soft walls. 

"F-feels amazing...."

You smirk, watching him get all fucked out below you, wielding the power you have over him with just a move of your hips. 

"Had to reward my knight in shining armor for being so brave..." You croon at him in a honeyed voice. 

"Heh, ahah....k-knight in shining armor. I like that....Aah!" He closed his eyes, whimpering as he gets closer and closer to coming. 

"Shit....aah... baby, you...fffuck...."

He cums inside the condom, chest heaving and panting, letting out a huge sigh and a chuckle, shaking his head as he gazes at the ceiling in utter bliss. 

"That...was....*pant*...fantastic...thanks, baby..." 

But, you don't answer. He sits up quickly in a worry, only to find you struggling to zip up one of your thigh high boots, hopping in one place and using your hand to steady against the doorframe. 

"Where are you going....?" He asks, disappointment in his voice. 

You turn, painting on a fake smile. 

"Ahh, I gotta get going, sweetheart. Got another shift tomorrow. You know how it is." You try to let him down easy with that cute, sexy little pout of yours. 

"Please!" Peter stands up, pulling on his boxers, hastily darting over to you, hand outstretched. 

"D-don't leave..." He whispers, his fingers reaching out to touch your arm, then clenching into a fist at his side. His eyes sad and lonely, face still battered and bruised. 

You turn, raising an eyebrow to him, trying to hide your slight embarrassment at seeing him standing over you, feeling your thighs get warm at this man who was older yet seemed so weak in your presence alone like nobody else could do it to him. 

"I can make you breakfast in the morning..." 

"Peter..." 

"I-I'll give you whatever you want. W-whatever you need. I'll make you cum again, or we can just sit and talk. You can sleep in my bed and I'll take the couch. I'll get you coffee in the morning. You can use my shower, wear my T-shirts...." He pleads.

"I'd be so good to you if you just gave me a chance...just please stay one more night with me please..." 

Your mouth falls open a little as he gets on his knees, his chin resting on your lower stomach, those sad brown eyes too cute to say no to. His hands resting so lightly on the back of your thighs. 

You sigh, "Just one more night..." 

He beams and pulls you into a hug, getting you a fresh t shirt of his and a clean pair of his boxers to wear, eventually falling asleep on his chest while the TV plays a rerun of some 90's sitcom he's seen a million times while softly stroking your cheek, unaware that your so called compromise of just one more night is going to quickly crumble here shortly. 

He can't believe how lucky he is that he won an angel like you, already knowing just what he's gonna cook you tomorrow for breakfast and run to the store to buy you some flowers when you wake up, before he falls asleep holding you.

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@spider-mon-de-parker @1-900-venusluvs @thatone-writer

Go checkout Jelly's SMAU series! Go send requests she has such a nice writing style!

Introducing...

A Spider-Verse SMAU Series 📱☕💘

by lazyjellyfish300

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Featuring:

-miguel o'hara

-peter b. parker

-spiderman noir

-ben reilly

-gabriel o'hara

-lyla

-jessica drew

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Requests: OPEN as of 9/7/24

🕷️rules/housekeeping:

🕸️ due to the possibility of suggestive content, minors please DNI.

🕸️ i should be able to do most requests. I'm taking a stab at this in the dark and we'll see how well it goes.

🕸️ posting will be aimed for at least once a week but will mostly depend on the volume of requests.

🕸️ only doing smaus for canonically adult characters.

🕸️ nsfw & sfw is okay.

🕸️ if the demand is high enough for a character not already listed I may include them, or I might switch them out if I feel a scenario isn't applicable to that character.

🕸️ other than that I will exercise my own discretion. I reserve the right to turn down/alter any request and use my creative liberty as I see fit.

atsv dividers by @/across-the-art-verse

consider being sandwiched by two big ole dilfs who r both madly in love w u

not proofread! contains; chubby! fem! reader, threesome, unprotected sex, rough sex, degradation, (but also) soft sex, praise, cream pie.

the predicament was strange, to say the least. one minute, you’re entering headquarters after a long mission. the next, you’re inside the break room, your back against peter while miguel bullied his way into your pussy. one could wonder why the leader of the spiders was whispering obscenities in your ear, but you knew you only had yourself to blame for this.

"that all you can take?" the taunting voice of none other than miguel calls out to you, giving a sharp slap to your clit as you bit your lip. your mind is numb when he pushes into you again, his cock stretching you out just right. a sharp inhale comes from miguel before he lets out a small laugh.

"this isn't even half of it. i'm a little disappointed in you. thought you could take all of me, mama". miguel clicks his tongue, taking one handful of your love handles in his hand.

you whine, so prettily, if miguel could put his two cents. of course you could take it! who the hell did miguel think he was? you could take it all— at least you hoped so. the way things were going, however, with miguel making a slight bulge in your stomach, you weren't so sure anymore.

"y'know, i could've been nicer than this", he mutters in your ear, "i mean— i would've liked to be nicer than this. hate bein' the bad guy, you know that". miguel sighed as if you were inconveniencing him and shoved his full length into your cunt. a loud cry escapes your mouth when you feel his tip kissing your cervix, your pussy clenching hard around the man.

miguel groaned at the sensation, his teeth practically bared at you as he moved. "you're just a huge piece of work, aren't you, mama? never listen ta' what i say". miguel's tongue ran over his canine as he looked down on you. his eyes shined with amusement as he watched a milky white ring form at the base of his cock. "oh, baby".

you bit your lip hard, plushy hands reaching up to push at miguel's chest. "wait— pleasepleaseplease, shit! hold on!" you plea to him, feeling the overstimulation spread like a virus throughout your body. your cunt was pulsing hard, almost matching the pace of your racing heartbeat.

instead of taking pity, or even considering your plea, miguel laughs. he laughs and he squeezes the handful of your chub in his hand. just when you think he's trying to comfort you, he uses your love handles as leverage to drag you down deeper on his cock.

"shit, there we go", miguel's hand reaches up to your cheek, "can't enough of this pussy. feels s' fuckin' good, mama". he squeezed your side, his rough hand contrasting with your soft skin. miguel bit his lip in an attempt to keep the loud groans forming in his throat from coming out.

he was so mean to you, miguel. so rough, so animalistic, but in his own little way, he was still so gentle with you. the gentleness was always outweighed by the rough, man-handling, but you didn't mind. you loved that about miguel.

tears were welling up in your eyes now. you try again, to push away miguel just a bit. even in his dazed pleasure, miguel sensed your hand coming, and let go of your chub. he instead took your wrist, stopping you from pushing him away. his eyes caught yours, and gosh, you could almost moan just at how good he looked.

"trynna run away from me?" he questions you. though he already knows the answer, you humor him and rapidly shake your head, small little 'no's!' escaping your mouth along with the action. miguel smirks and gives your pussy harsh thrusts.

"awe, i was hoping you weren't". he taunted you, grinding his pelvis into yours as he lifted you up slightly by your wrist, pressing his lips into your ear. "you're a good girl f'me, yeah? always takin' what i give you?" miguel presses a small kiss to the side of your head, making your heart swell.

the heartwarming feeling quickly dies when you feel him smirk against your cheek. "not like ya' have a choice, huh? gotta take what i give you anyway since you were bein' a brat earlier".

"awe, now that isn't nice, miguel". a coo from your saving grace came from behind you. a comforting hand tilted your head to the side so you could properly make eye contact with peter. he had a warm smile on his face and his eyes were so tender.

"hey, sweetheart. feelin' good?" he questioned you, his tone greatly contrasting miguel's overall roughness. you gave him a broken, tearful smile, nodding to his words.

peter frowned and looked over at miguel with distaste. "miguel", peter hissed in an irritated tone, "look at what you did. made my girl cry". peter's brows furrowed and his eyes flickered from miguel to you. miguel gave him an exaggerated eye roll, which peter ignored. peter sighs and brushes the messy stray hairs away from your face and leans to kiss you softly.

he hums in contentment, and for a moment, you almost completely forget that miguel is there, abusing your poor cunny. in that moment, it was just you and peter sharing a sweet, passionate kiss.

when he pulls away, peter is all smiles. well, when is he not? but this smile was a bit bigger than all his usual ones. "think you've learned your lesson, yeah? no more putting yourself in danger 'n' all that?" peter speaks to you so casually as if he wasn't reaching up to fondle your tits.

gosh, you thought. you'd almost completely forgotten the reason why you were in this situation in the first place. all because you made one slightly stupid to chase after an anomaly on your own. you'd think with the rough treatment miguel gave you, you'd broken canon.

he's so dramatic.

you let out a relaxed sigh and leaned into peter, giving him an assuring nod. peter grinned wider, if that was even possible, and shifted upwards to get miguel's attention.

"hey man, when you're done bein' an aggressive wildebeest, switch with me". peter calls out to the other man. miguel blinks, the trance of being so deep in your pussy breaking. his brows furrow and he clenches his teeth as he looks up at peter.

"wildebeest? really?" miguel questions the other man's audacity. peter ignored the glare miguel was giving him and moved, gently laying you down on the pillow that was always paired with the break room couch.

peter stood up, unbuckling his belt as he shoved miguel's shoulder. miguel removed his hand from your neck to slap peter on his own shoulder, but peter skillfully dodged it. "move", peter pressured, "it's my turn. look at my poor girl, you've been too rough with her".

"your poor girl?" miguel scoffs. peter rolls his eyes. "yes, mine. now move".

you gasped at the loss of contact with miguel, your heartbeat picking up. through your hooded eyes, you see miguel get lightly shoved by peter away from you, and you let out a small giggle.

the noise of your happiness catches peter’s attention and makes him smile. he undoes the buckle on his belt and sighs in contentment when his erection is finally freed from the confines of those painfully uncomfortable boxers of his. peter, the big dork, hums while he aligns his cock to your hole.

you think he'll go easy on you, that he'll be gentle like he always is. the way he caressed your body, his hands gently gliding up and down lured you into a false sense of hope that he'd give you his dick inch by inch, like he always did. because peter, your peter, is a sweetheart.

but your peter is always unpredictable.

peter slams his hips forward. in one hard and swift motion, your cunt is stretched open and pulsing on peter's cock. peter groans loud and broken, his fingers digging into your sides. "shit". he speaks low and dark, and you're sure he's gone now.

his free hand trails down to your pussy and he toys with the cute little bundle of nerves with a shit-eating grin on his face. "look at you", he coos, "such a cute pussy. all for me, right?" peter runs a soft finger over your clit.

with miguel, you know what you're getting into. one look at him and you know you'll get the roughest dick appointment of your life. but with peter, you could never tell. one day, he could make the most passionate, gentle love with you as if you were the most fragile being in the world, but the next day he could—

"my princess is so beautiful, isn't she? god, she is". peter moans, more to your pussy than to you. his cock is going agonizingly slow while his work on your clit was picking up. the sensation from both was too much for your head.

he could be the biggest, rudest, hottest tease in the whole damn multiverse.

"peter", you cried, "please, s-stop teasing". you stammered pathetically. "need you, need your cock so bad". you cry. peter tilts his head, feigning innocence as if he wasn't deep in your stomach. "what do ya' mean, honey? 'm already inside, aren't i?"

"no!" you huff, your reaction surprising peter. your hands wiped away the tears in your pretty eyes and peter swears he feels his cock getting harder inside of you as you look up at him like that. all teary-eyed and desperate. he knows what you want, and wants to give it to you, but he needs to hear you say it.

"no?" peter parrots. "no? what, you want me to pull out?" he asks you in that sickeningly annoying tone of his. you shake your head, a miserable sob racking through your chest. you know he can feel it— the hot juices that ran down your thighs. you know what game he's playing too, and while you would usually push back, you were too desperate.

"please, peter, baby, please". you moaned, shuffling around to push your own hips down on his cock. you looked up at him through your lashes, your pretty eyes still welling with tears. a small wave of pleasure ran through you as you felt peter's thick cock stretch you out just a bit more, causing you to bite your lip.

oh.

it was like a switch flipped in peter. suddenly his hips were moving, faster than they were before. no prep pace before, just fast and focused fucking on peter's part. your cunt feels much hotter and silkier than it did before, and peter hopes you'll forgive him for being so embarrassing.

pat-pat-pat— the sound is loud in your ears. your moans grow louder and louder, your pussy fluttering so tightly around peter. "peter!" you sob, your hand clutching peter's bicep. "g-gonna cum!"

peter hears you and decides to put an end to all the torture you had to endure throughout the night. he nods to your words, in a daze as he chases his own orgasm. "i hear ya', honey". he mutters to you, a broken smile on his face. "g'nna give it to you, just— hold on, yeah?"

peter's cock rubs every inch of the silky walls inside of you, and your body burns. it all happens so quickly, a grip on your side here, a harsh thrust inside you there, and you're exploding.

you cry peter's name, holding a tight grip on miguel's hand, who had offered it to you in your daze. peter lets out a low groan as he finally cums alongside you, the feeling of your cunt spasming around him and the sight of your juices trailing down your thighs making him moan out.

as the high wears out, peter slips out of you very carefully. he helps hoist you up against miguel's chest with a smile. he leans in and presses a kiss to your lips, which you gratefully return.

"did so well, honey. always so good to us". peter praises you and feels his heart warm as you smile. you miss the way peter punches miguel in the arm, gesturing to you with a nod. you also miss the way peter cringes at the way miguel gets embarrassed when he rubs your arm up and down.

"you... did great. we'll take you home now. i hope you learned your lesson".

HELLO MY BABIES <333 i am so so soooooo srry 4 the inactivity, but im back now and i plan 2 deliver!! i hope u all enjoyed this lil drabble thingie!!

꧁♡Intro post!♡꧂

hello! My name 𝓐𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷 ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

Haven’t wrote fanfics in a while so might be a little rusty-

DO’s

Character x reader

smut/nsfw

Light angst

fluff

head-canons

female and Gn! Reader

DONT’s

character x character

more than 4 parts

Full angst

Yandere stuff (yet)

Male! reader (yet)

Fandoms I write for!

TMNT: Rise, Bayverse, and 2012

trolls: band together

ASTV

Hazbin Hotel

The Black Phone

Don’t really know what else to put- any request lemme know :3

꧁MASTERLIST꧂

A/N: decided to do a master list cause why not-

‼️ UPDATED REGULARLY ‼️

TMNT: Rise, Bayverse, 2012

Donatello:

Bay Donnie with a fem artist reader

Raphael:

Bay Raph with a chubby fem reader

Leonardo:

Nothing here yet…

Michelangelo:

Nothing here yet…

♡

TROLLS: Band Together ‼️NO LONGER WRITING FOR‼️

S Bruce:

Nothing here yet…

Clay:

Nothing here yet…

Floyd:

Nothing here yet…

John Dory/JD:

Nothing here yet…

Branch:

Nothing here yet…

Velvet:

Making out One Shot (Fem reader)

NSFW Headcanons (AGED UP🔞)

First Kiss One Shot (Fem reader)

Dating Headcanons (GN reader)

Veneer:

Dating Headcanons (GN reader)

NSFW Headcanons (AGED UP🔞)

♡

ASTV

Miguel O’Hara:

Nothing here yet…

Miles Morales (1610 and 42):

Nothing here yet…

Hobie Brown:

Nothing here yet…

Pavitr Prabhakar:

Nothing here yet…

Peter B Parker:

Nothing here yet…

Spider-Noir:

Nothing here yet…

♡

HAZBIN HOTEL:

Adam:

Nothing here yet…

Lucifer:

Nothing here yet…

Alastor:

Nothing here yet…

Angel Dust:

Nothing here yet…

Husk:

Nothing here yet…

Vox:

Nothing here yet…

Velvette:

Nothing here yet…

Valentino:

Nothing here yet…

Lute:

Nothing here yet…

♡

The Black Phone:

Finney Blake:

Nothing here yet…

Robin Arellano:

Nothing here yet…

Vance Hopper:

Nothing here yet…

Billy Showalter:

Nothing here yet…

Bruce Yamada:

Nothing here yet…

꧁❦☠︎︎❦꧂

WOWWEEEEE IM POSTING OMG-

lol uhh sorry I’ve been gone I’ve just been really tired and idk- I promise I’ll post more soon

-Aspen out!

masterlist

smut is tagged with ☆

harry potter:

call of duty:

könig

first time w könig blurb ☆

sub! könig riding blurb ☆

simon ‘ghost’ riley

rough mission? give your bf some head! ☆

johnny ‘soap’ mactavish

john price

lust for life (professor price x student reader) ☆

alejandro vargas

alejandro vargas x thiccckkkk reader ☆

philip graves

oneshots + hcs

141 + könig react to you wearing thigh highs ☆

141 + könig, alejandro,n rudy with thick thighed s/o

141 + alejandro rudy konig graves with plus size s/o

house m.d:

dr gregory house

robert chase

your houses kid and he just wants to treat u good

james wilson

u just wanna have fun but james is mean :(

clear your mind ☆

allison cameron

house is spying on you, cute lovey dovey w my girl

spider-man atsv:

miguel o’hara

a jealous man ☆

riding miguel drabble ☆

brat ☆

hobie brown

music to his ears ☆

peter b. parker

miles morales

earth 42! miles x reader fluff

pavitr prabhakar

the outer banks:

rafe cameron

Nobody Died!

Fandom: ITSV/ATSV

Pairing: Peter B. Parker x Teen! GN! Adopted! Reader

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: police, breaking the law?? Limited consequences, not a real depiction of the law, fears about being returned to the orphanage

Word Count: 0.7k

A/N: re-Posted from my old account.

The door slamming open interrupted the snore that had been about to escape the man’s mouth. His eyes shot open and he spun around, standing to come face-to-face with his sixteen year old with an anxious face. 

“What? What happened? What did you do?” Peter asked hurriedly, concern lacing his voice.

The teen stared at him with wide eyes, breathing heavily as they pressed their back against the door. “Nobody died!”

Peter’s mouth fell open for a moment, “What kind of answer is that?! What did you do?”

“Don’t freak out!” As they said that, someone pounded on the door.

He stared at them incredulously, “Don’t freak out? What the- Who is that?!”

They gave a small sheepish smile, “Uh, probably the police?”

“WHAT-” He shouted, getting cut off by them shushing him. “What do you mean the police? What did you do?!”

“Not much! I only-” Their voice dropped, mumbling their crimes. 

“What? Speak up.”

“I may have-” Their voice dropped again. He gave them a pointed glare. “Okay, fine, I may have stolen something.”

He groaned into his hand, pinching the bridge of his hand, “What did you steal? From who?” He realized that the door was still being held, “What the- let the police in! You’re gonna get charged with resisting arrest!” 

After a moment, they released the door. Peter sighed, walking over and opening the door. “Morning, officers. How may I help you?”

The officers glared at him, “Is that your child?” Peter nodded. “They have six accounts of theft against them. Did you know about this?”

He spun around, “Six?!” He whisper-yelled before turning back with a cough, “No, sir, I did not know that.” 

“We’ll have to detain them, sir.”

Peter groaned, “Is that the only way? Nothing else we could do?”

The officers looked at each other, “How old are they?” One of them asked.

“Sixteen.”

They talked for a moment before turning back, “Well, if they return the stolen products to their owners, then we may be swayed to let this one go.”

Peter turned back to his kid, “Well? What did you take?”

They paused for a minute before reaching into their pocket and pulling out a few little trinkets. “A couple rings and necklaces.”

“You don’t even wear jewelry, why did you take those?”

They sighed, “I heard you on the phone the other day. You were talking about how you couldn’t really afford a teen right now. I didn’t want to go back to the orphanage. I really like hanging out with you. You're my dad, y’know? I don’t want you to be upset either. I figured if I took a few things and sold them, then I’d be able to help you and I wouldn’t be such a burden.”

Peter stared at them for a moment before frowning, “Kiddo, I wouldn’t take you back to the orphanage. I would never. Yes, I may be a little short on cash right now, but that’s not for you to worry about. Especially if you’re going to steal. I can handle this.” 

“But you shouldn’t do that alone!” He chuckled slightly, “Kid, that’s my job as a parent. My job is to take care of you. I don’t need you taking care of me.” They nodded, their head drooping slightly. Peter sighed, “Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but stealing is never okay.” He turned back to the officers, “Sorry about this. I’ll make sure they return all of the jewelry.”

One of the officers shook his head, “That’ll be no problem. We can do that ourselves. You guys seem like you need each other for a little.” Peter nodded, taking the jewelry and passing it back to the cops. The officers nodded gruffly before heading out, closing the door on their way.

Peter walked over to the teen. He noticed tears falling down their face, “Hey, hey, kiddo, I’m not mad.” He said, trying to soothe them. “I’m sorry if it sounded that way.”

They glanced up, “Are you disappointed in me? I’m sorry.” They managed to say between choked hiccups, falling to the floor. 

“Not at all.” He said, calmly. “While I think you could have taken another method, maybe a legal one, I understand you were just trying to help.” He leaned down, sitting on his knees, “But I was serious. I wouldn’t toss you to the dogs unless there was nothing I could do. I really do love you, kid.” 

Without a second thought, they pounced on him. He quickly steadied himself, feeling them wrap their arms around his shoulders and sob into his chest. Peter smiled slightly, stroking their hair.

“I love you, dad.” They muttered between sobs.

A warm feeling enveloped Peter’s chest. “I love you too, kiddo.”