#mute peter

Peter makes few sign language movements with his hands. Green Goblin:" You brat, how dare you insult me that way?"

Chapters: 27/27 Fandom: Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, May Parker & Peter Parker, Spider-Man & Iron Man, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker Characters: Peter Parker, May Parker (Spider-Man), Tony Stark, Karen (Spider-Man: Homecoming), Iron Man, Spider-Man, Ned Leeds, Friday (Marvel) Additional Tags: Verbal Abuse, Aunt May Is Evil, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker Is Selectively Mute, Peter Dose his Best, Spider-Man: Homecoming AU, only slightly different, ASPD, Some Physical Abuse, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Complete Series: Part 1 of Spider-Man Nor Summary:

After a traumatic experience at age 6, Peter Parker hasn't spoken a word. Most blame it on the fact that he witnessed his Uncle die in a horrible fire, this is only partly true. Now, almost 10 years later Peter is given the chance to finally speak, but will he take it? Or is the fear of his Aunt to much for him to take that chance?

Either way, Tony Stark can tell something's not quite right about the kind hearted May Parker.

summary: y/n let’s peter know exactly how she feels about him. while peter is on a high he almost get consumed by negative thoughts.

warning: fluff/ angst

A/N: hi my loves. finally, i uploaded the next chapter of this fic. this series has been my most supported by far and i just want to thank everyone for reaching out. you can all fight me for not uploading for almost 2 years. i wouldn’t blame you. thank you if you’re still supporting me<3

“baby”. y/n and peter had spent the entire day in bed holding each other, loving each other, kissing each other… lots and lots of kissing. but could anyone blame them? they had experienced a rough month. they had unofficially “broken up”, if that was even an accurate description. neither of them were sure. what they did know is they never wanted to go through something like that again.

“angel”. it was so nice to kiss peter again. his lips were so soft and she loved feeling them curl up at the sides when he was smiling. y/n missed how he held her, cradled her, as they shared the intimate moment. and right now, peter was holding her like a precious gem as he kissed her sweetly. his hands were on her cheeks, hips, thighs, in her hair… anywhere…everywhere. he leaned in closer every time she was about to pull away, bringing her back in by placing his hand on the back of her head.

“peter”. he loves hearing her say his name. after a few weeks of not hearing her sweet voice, anything she said sounded like his favorite song. he’s getting hot, but he can’t stop kissing her. he never wants to stop, even if his lungs are burning.

y/n starts giggling. “wait”, she smiles at peter’s eagerness. peter lets out a little noise in disapproval. her hand brushes his long (now messy) curls from his forehead. y/n takes a moment to admire him. peter’s cheeks were red, lips swollen, eyes hooded as he smiled at her. “someone’s enjoying themselves”, y/n teases. peter hums deeply. “i missed you so much”, she whispers. her days home were dreadful, especially since her parents were still fighting every night. she missed his comfort, his silence, his peace in the time when her life was surrounded by chaos at the moment. peter’s cheeks turn a deeper shade of red. he reached up to grab her hand, placing soft kisses against the back of it. y/n sighs and rests her forehead again his. “thank you for forgiving me”, she whispers sincerely.

peter closes his eyes and rubs his thumb against the back of her hand. of course he forgave her. he was going insane without her, it was only a matter of time before he would break down and show up at her door.

“you mean so much to me, peach”. peter’s heart flutters. there’s his special name again. the first one she gave him. the one he cherished the most. peter sighs happily and rolls on top of her, kissing her deeply again and showing her just how much she means to him.

the pair were inseparable after that. she’d come over every day after school. sometimes he would come over if her parents weren’t home. most days out of the week they would spend the night with each other. 90% of their days were spent making out, the other portion full of watching movies together or having deep conversations. maybe it’s puppy love, but they had been more infatuated with each other than ever.

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“don’t go. stay one more night”, peter pleads. y/n had a small family trip over spring break. nothing too far, but she wasn’t going to be home for a few days. which meant peter would be “alone” for the first time in weeks. fortunately, he had already made plans to hang out with ned and mj.

“i can’t, lovely. i still have to pack before i leave”. y/n was already standing in the hallway saying her goodbye while peter pushed her to stay one last time. “the second i’m back i’ll come see you”, she promises. peter sticks his bottom lip out slightly. she coos at him and places her hand on his cheek. “okay, precious?”, she asks. y/n copies peter’s pouty lip. he frowns and buries his face in her neck, pulling her into a tight hug. she wouldn’t be gone for long, but waiting for her to come back will feel like an eternity. “i’ll be back before you know it”. peter sighs, squeezing her tight one last time before pulling back to look down at her. she rests her chin on his chest, looking up at him. peter smoothes her hair back into her hairline.

“i’ll miss you”. y/n smiles, she’ll miss him too. y/n gazes at peter for a moment. she tries to memorize every feature of his perfect face. his long eyelashes, fading freckles, grown out hair…how is he so beautiful? so perfect without trying. peter blushes under her gaze.

y/n stares at peter for a moment. there are so many things wrong in her life and recently things started looking up. her family vacation, their patched-up relationship… everything and everyone that was important to her was safe and healthy and happy. she couldn’t have felt more secure. peter furrows his brows as if to ask what she’s thinking about. he can see the gears turning in her head. “i love you, peter”. there was no wavering in her voice as she said it. she was so sure of her feelings. it was almost as if it was a promise. peter smiled wide and cupped her cheeks as he kissed her. he could feel her lips curl as she smiled. peter felt like the happiest boy in the world. he felt like electricity was running through his body. he felt like everything was right in the world. and he poured all of these emotions in their kiss.

y/n giggled and walked towards the door. “i’ll see you soon, honey”. she had to leave. it wasn’t fair. he didn’t want her to go.

it’s just a week, peter. you can go a week without seeing her. right?

peter’s cheeks hurt from smiling. he’s so happy he doesn’t know what to do with himself. he hasn’t felt this happy since their new year’s kiss. their first kiss. life is good.

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peter, ned and mj were having dinner at ned’s place tonight, with the plan of watching a movie after they ate. ned offered since he had the largest dvd collection of out the bunch. his grandmother had made a large pan of meatloaf and potatoes for the boys, and a vegetarian option for mj. the group enjoyed their meal in silence, using their hands to do the talking for them. ned and mj had enrolled in a sign language course this semester and was doing their best to communicate better with their quiet friend. peter appreciated the effort. he wasn’t sure when would be the next time he spoke.

“so, any plans for the future?”, ned asks. peter tilts his head at the question. he’s not sure how to answer that. “i mean, what are you gonna do when you go off to college?”, ned asks hesitantly. peter furrows his brows. he had never thought about that. it was still so far away.

in a little over a year he would be graduating, working towards his career in…he’s not too sure yet. he had never had a normal life, so he didn’t really have time to think about his future. grieving multiple deaths at such a young age gave peter a “short-sighted” view of the world.

peter knew he wanted to help people, but he didn’t like the idea of going to med-school. he was always the top of his class when it came to science and math, and he always thought it would be cool to work closely with law enforcement. maybe he could be peter parker, fbi agent.

peter shrugs. “what about you and y/n?”. why was ned asking so many questions?

“what about us?”, he signs slowly. peter doesn’t like where this conversation is headed. he just got his girl back, he didn’t want her to be ripped away from him again.

did y/n say something to ned?

“well, college is a long time from now, but it’s not that far away. what are you guys gonna do? will you stay together?”. ned was pressing a little too hard. it’s nice that he cared for his friend, but it gave peter doubts that he never had before.

will we stay together?

mj glares at ned. it was obvious that his words are affecting peter. “what he means to say is that we care about you. and we want to make sure you’re okay”. her voice calms peter down a bit, but not enough. “and as much as i hate to admit it, even i wouldn’t want to see you two break up”. peter doesn’t respond, just stares at his half eaten meatloaf as doubt consumes him. peter had never thought about what would happen if they decided to go to different schools. he hopes they would stay together.

what if she doesn’t want to?

suddenly, peter isn’t in the mood to eat anymore. as much as he loves meatloaf, he didn’t think his stomach was strong enough to continue eating. he had lost his appetite.

thankfully, ned had dropped the topic and spoke to mj about… peter doesn’t know, actually. he had tuned them out and if the pair were trying to get his attention he wouldn’t be able to tell. he couldn’t hear anything, anymore. he felt anxious and sad and empty all at the same time. it was a terrible feeling. he knows he won’t be able to shake it for a while.

peter isn’t sure how, but he ends up sitting in front of the tv in ned’s room. the screen is white and makes a quiet static noise. the only other sounds that can be heard from the room are mj and ned’s soft snores. “did the movie finish already?” peter doesn’t even remember how he got to the room. his wet curls are dampening the top of his pajama shirt. peter looks down and tugs on the fabric, almost like he is seeing it for the first time. “when did i shower?”, peter thinks. this happens sometimes. he feels so low that his body functions on autopilot just so he can keep surviving. there are always such huge gaps in his memory at times like this. he hates when this happens.

peter checks the time on the cable box- 3:03am. he’s been out of it for a while. even though he had been on autopilot for the last few hours, he still feels exhausted. peter unlocks his phone, and for whatever reason he did he can’t remember anymore because he is staring fondly at his home screen. it’s a picture of his love, his pretty girl. he sighs. this week was dragging on, and peter was sick of it. he wanted her home already. just then, a text pops up. it’s from her.

“sleep well, baby. i’ll be home soon <3”.

the message brings a smile to his face. of course she knows exactly what to say to make him feel better. she always knows what to say. it’s almost like she can sense that he’s going absolutely insane without her. it had only been a few days since she left for vacation, but peter wanted her back more than ever. peter sighs, letting his tense shoulders drop. he finally is able to relax, letting his body sink into the large air mattress.

there was so much on his mind. so much he wanted to talk about. he decided against telling her about what happened at dinner. he had so much to tell her, ask her. but all that could wait. it would be best to have this conversation in person. peter definitely couldn’t handle another intense talk tonight. right now he just needed some sleep.

<<chapter 23

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summary: he hasn’t spoken a word in years, but peter gets the compelling feeling to talk

warning: fluff

A/N: hope you all are enjoying and having a lovely day!🌷

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notes and laughs and smiles and longing stares were shared between y/n and peter for the next few weeks. she’d often catch him staring at her from behind his book and he’d blush and look away, but it didn’t stop him from peeking at her a few more times. she’d get caught because she didn’t try hiding it at all. her chin would rest in her hand and a smile would be on her lips as she gazed at him. he would feel her stare on him and he’d glance over at her to confirm it. only she wouldn’t look away, her small smile would grow wider as they kept eye contact and peter would have to look away because he was certain he was going to explode.

today was another one of those days. y/n was looking at peter for so long that she started noticing little beauty marks and freckles that she hadn’t the day before. she noticed the way his left eyebrow swooped up, unlike his right. it was cute to find these little features on him.

“we should hangout sometime”, she perched up. as much as he enjoyed her presence, peter didn’t “hang out”. he didn’t hang out with ned much, to be honest. peter furrowed his brows at her and shook his head at her request.

she gave him a look. “oh, come on...”, she complained. peter raised an eyebrow from behind his book. “please, it’ll be fun”. he ignores her and gets back to reading. she sits back in her chair and crosses her arms, huffing quietly. she glanced up at him through her lashes and held in a laugh. her lips curve at her next words. “we’ll watch a silent film”. she bit her lip as he slowly looked at her. playfulness was in her eyes and she tilted her head back as she laughed hard at her own joke. peter was quietly laughing too. especially when she snorted a bit too loudly and covered her face with her hands. it was official, peter was developing a crush.

he wasn’t used to standing so close to her, especially not this close. much to his luck, the train he usually takes was delayed and they both had to suffer in a packed car full of angry passengers. they were pressed so closely together. the tips of their shoes were tapping against each other and their chests were almost touching. peter was holding the pole at a lower level than her. it didn’t make sense but she grabbed an open space next to peter’s shoulder. maybe she didn’t want to feel so small. her hand was so tiny compared to everyone else’s and peter just wanted to hold it.

he refused to look down at her. he didn’t know what he would do if he saw her cute little nose red because of the chill outside. peter knew if he looked down into her eyes that he would have to do something... talk? maybe not. kiss her? maybe if he wasn’t so shy and maybe if the time was right. but peter didn’t, just kept looking straight and hoping the train wouldn’t make an abrupt stop.

but she was looking at him and admiring him from a view she hadn’t had before. she noticed the length of his eyelashes when he would blink and how his jaw would clench everytime the train made a harsh stop. her bottom lip was taken in between her teeth as she discovered more and more little details about him.

y/n didn’t have time to react when the train stopped suddenly and everyone went stumbling to the left. she would’ve fallen if it wasn’t for peter’s arm around her waist in a tight hold. he didn’t even remember reaching out to her but somehow they were even closer than before. she could feel his chest against hers and the fact that it wasn’t moving. peter was holding his breath as they looked at each other. they’ve never touched before. she was looking at him in the same way as a few minutes before and how she was in the library and it made peter weak. especially when she was looking at him like that.

he felt like his skin was on fire. peter’s gaze drifted down to her lips. they were between her two teeth and there was a slight smirk hidden underneath. they were so pink and just..peter noticed he had been staring at them for too long and looked back into her eyes. she giggled at his blushing cheeks and wrapped her arms around his back, no longer wanting to hold the pole for balance. her head rested on his shoulder and he could feel the smile on her lips. her thumb was stroking the back of his ribs, comfortingly. peter couldn’t breathe.

after the longest (and best) train ride of peter’s life, they finally made it to his apartment. her shoes were neatly placed by the door and she was sitting on the couch waiting for him to get changed. little did she know, peter was really panting behind his closed door. they touched.

he emerged from his room after far too long and blushed as he sat on the opposite end of the couch. her legs were crossed and she was comfortable while he looked tense. he was sitting with his hands on his knees, on the end of the couch (quite literally on the edge of his seat). she had an amused smile on her face. “peter”. he perked up. “is everything okay?”. she was teasing him and it was working. his neck got hot and all he could do was nod. she slid closer to him, “i don’t bite, you know”.

peter wanted to speak, the first urge he’s had in a long time. he took a breath, but fear entered his heart. what if she didn’t like his voice? how did he even sound? instead, he pointed to her hands. her brows knit together. “what about them?”. she turned her palms over so they were facing up. peter tapped his throat. he was trying and failing to communicate. “throat?”. did he need her to make him soup? her eyes glanced from her hands to him and back again. her eyes softened. “you want to talk”. peter smiled. “with your hands, like me”. he nodded. their small game of charades was expertly won.

she had never taught someone sign language before. y/n thought it was really sweet that he wanted to talk back to her, too. “okay”, she agreed. there was a small smile on both of their faces. “i’ll teach you”.

abc’s, colors, numbers and basic greetings were taught in one night. they had to stop because peter’s hands were cramping. “you’re a fast learner pete”. she used a nickname. he was wringing his hands together to find some sort of relief when she took them. “here, this should help”. her thumbs rubbed out the pain in his palms and peter couldn’t stop looking at her.

“you need a name sign”, she says thinking out loud. he didn’t know what that meant. “how about...”, her sentence trailed off as she put her four fingers against her cheek and her thumb on her jaw, pulling them out and closing into a teardrop shape. peter followed along with a confused look in his eye. “peach”. his head tilts in confusion. why peach? “you’re so sweet, like a peach”. peter blushes hard at that and leaves y/n giggling.

he sadly opened the door, it was time for her to leave. “this was fun... we should do it again, sometime”. there was hope in her voice and peter nodded, equally as hopeful. if it was up to peter there would definitely be another time. she caught him off guard as she lifted up for a hug.

one of his hands was clutching the door knob while the other was wrapped around her back. his chin was settled onto her shoulder and he smiled as she struggled to hold onto his shoulders on her tippy toes. peter bent down a bit so she was flat on the ground and she brought him closer. their hug ended far too soon for their liking and they both hid an embarrassed smile. “bye pete”.

peter was left in the apartment with blushing cheeks, thinking about her all night.

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Chapters: 30/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, Bruce Banner, Jane Foster (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Pepper Potts Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Team as Family, Muteness, Homelessness, The Avengers movies - Freeform, The Amazing Spiderman movies, Hurt Peter, Guilt, becoming a team, New York City, Confusion, Friendship Summary: