#but I need Spider-Man!Connor | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

sunflowerwinds · 6 months ago

Text

second guessing [h.c]

summary: hazel makes the mistake of getting caught up in her studies at stark industries, causing you to question your relationship. may has a talk with hazel about what she sees as more important: you or her future?

pairing: hazel callahan x fem!reader

contains: mature language and content, spider!hazel, smoking cannabis, relationship angst, pass relationship trauma, pj & may being real ones, hazel’s deceased parents mentioned.

word count: 4.1K

a/n: HELLO!! HI!! after i can’t even remember how long it’s been since the last update :/ but i am so so so excited to get back into spider-hazel! i hope everyone enjoys <3

SPIDER-HAZEL MASTERLIST!

“So why exactly am I here?”

Hazel was walking with Tony and Happy down the lengthy hallways made of glass windows. She had swung in through the window and quickly changed into a normal outfit, sporting a multi-patterned button-up with a brown sweater vest and dark blue jeans with her white beaten-down Converse. She always felt so out of place when she had to be at Stark Industries.

Here, a broke nineteen-year-old college girl in the most casual outfit, amongst scientists of all fields in the fanciest and most expensive suits. She’s pretty sure everything on her body was thrifted.

They passed Josie’s office where she was typing god-knows-what into her computer. She perked up at the sight of Hazel, waving a friendly hand. Hazel reciprocates the motion, and Josie points with narrowed eyes at Happy’s figure. Happy’s eyes widened in… fear?

“You’re a filthy cheat, Hogan. I started another game,” Josie threatens as she clicks out of something on her desktop.

Happy looked like he wanted to say something but kept quiet for the time being. Hazel swore she saw Tony smiling to himself.

When Tony didn’t answer her question earlier, her eyes widened as she thought of the car chase yesterday afternoon. The bill.

“If this is about the bill for the damaged car, I-I completely forgot to tell you about it. That was my bad.” Hazel spluttered out, fidgeting with the rings covering her fingers.

This made the powerful man turn his head slightly to the side as they continued to walk.

“Kid, what damaged car?” He questioned Hazel, brows setting that intimidating furrow.

Hazel shook her head and pursed her lips. “Nothing. I’m sure it was nothing.”

Tony then glanced at Happy who shrugged. They exchanged so many words in such little silence. Hazel blew out a breath of air as they rounded a corner into someplace she was familiar with.

The three entered Dr. Connors's office where the man was standing and flipping through files. Tony knocked on the glass door with a single knuckle, capturing the blonde man's attention.

“Dr. Connors,” Tony nodded his head with a professional smile on his lips.

“Mr. Stark,” he replied with the same gesture. “Happy.”

Hazel straightened her aching back from the previous day, eyes bouncing from every knick-knack in Connor's office. The second she entered the space yesterday, a weird tingle had traveled down her spine every time. There was something eerie about Dr. Connors in a way that she couldn’t explain.

But Mr.Stark trusted him so she would learn to trust him too.

Connors turned to Hazel’s figure. “Miss Callahan, it’s lovely to see you again.”

“It’s always a pleasure, Dr. Connors,” she replied with a charming smile.

“Now, kid, Dr.Connors, as you know, is in need of some assistance with his cross-species genetics project,” Hazel nodded to confirm she was listening, glancing down at the missing part of Dr. Connor's arm. “I, so brilliantly, suggested that you can take this on as a… trial run to see how big that brain of yours really is.”

Dr. Connors's eyes flicker to Hazel who curtly nods.

“I’ve never really worked on cross-species genetics, Dr.Connors, so fair warning,” Hazel jokes with a nervous chuckle.

“Well if you’re as gifted as Mr.Stark says you are, I’m sure you’ll pick up everything rather quickly.”

Hazel beams at Tony who just stares at Dr.Connors like he had been caught doing something out of the ordinary. This gave her a little pep in her step to know that Tony Stark had praised at least one person about her intelligence.

“Gifted?” Hazel recites, looking at Happy with a cheeky grin.

“Yeah, don’t let it get to your mullet-y head, kid,” Tony quipped as he tugged down his sleeves. “To the lab, Dr.Connors?”

Happy had a knowing look on his face at the way Tony quickly changed the subject, throwing Hazel a discrete wink. Dr.Connors even held an amused grin at his urgency to move on. Hazel hopped excitedly behind Happy and Tony, alongside Connors as they made their way to the lab in Stark Towers.

Tony Stark thinks she’s intelligent.

“So what exactly do you mean she just disappeared?” PJ questioned while she rummaged through her brown corduroy bag.

After waking up this morning to see an empty bed and all of Hazel’s stuff gone, a wave of sadness fell over you. You understood that her internship sometimes called for her to come in the early hours of the morning but it didn’t ease your anxious mind when she would just not answer your texts or calls.

When call five again went straight to voicemail, irritation flooded your system. It was your day off and you didn’t want to stress over Hazel’s disappearance.

You were quick to text PJ to ask her if she could bring some of her weed as a stress reliever. PJ was at your door within minutes, a cheeky grin on her face. You led her to your room and propped open your window so that the two of you could smoke on the fire escape. You sat on the ground, back against the brick walls with a pillow underneath you while PJ sat in front of you on the stairs, her purse in her lap.

“She slept over last night and it was so nice, you know? I woke up this morning, excited to spend one of my days off with her and she’s gone.” You sigh as you lean your head on the red brick.

PJ smacks her lips as she whispers a ‘Where the hell are they?’ before lifting her head up to nod at your words to show she was actively listening.

“It’s that Tony Stark shit, right?” PJ questioned as she continued to rummage through her messy bag for her pre-rolled joints.

“Yeah, but am I being too… clingy? Or overreacting or something?” You ask PJ as you twiddle with the ends of your gray sweats.

PJ deadpanned to you as she sternly shook her head. Her slightly frizzy wavy hair bounced with the motion.

“No! You are a worried girlfriend, dude,” she continued to shake her head.

PJ’s hands pull out of her bag and hold up a retro tin box that reads ‘I can’t cook, Who cares?’ that she had probably found at an antique store.

“Come on, we gotta take your mind off that shit. Do you have a light?” PJ excitedly grinned as she bounced her knees from where she was sitting across from you, her red and white basketball shorts shifting up her thighs.

You nod with a snort as you lean over to your bedroom window to snatch it from your bedside table. As you’re backing out, you notice a few dirt marks on the window sill that look like tennis shoe imprints. Like Hazel’s Converse, now that you’re staring at it more and more.

Huh. Interesting.

You place the black lighter in PJ’s palm with a tight-lipped grin. PJ took a singular joint out of the tin box and held it between her lips. She flickered on the flame, shielding it with a cupped palm. You watched the end lit a faint red as PJ sucked in a deep breath.

She coughed a bit as she handed it to you, blowing out the smoke with a relieved sigh. You take the warm joint in between your middle finger and thumb to breathe in the relaxing toxin.

“So, are you going to break up with her?” PJ hummed as she tilted her head at you.

You coughed harshly in shock at the bluntness of the question. The smoke left your lips in a staggered pattern as you waved it away.

“What the fuck? No,” you chuckle as you hand the joint back to her after taking a smaller hit. “I think we just need to have a talk about this.”

PJ took a long hit between her pointer and middle finger, nodding slowly. Her eyebrows raise which causes you to scrunch up your face in confusion.

“I’m just saying this sounds oddly familiar,” PJ sing-songed as she blew out the smoke in your face.

A stab of fear entered your system for a moment. No. Hazel wasn’t like her. She would never do what she had done to you.

“I know her, P. She’s not like… you know,” you defend your girlfriend.

PJ passed the joint back to you, jerking a bit at the sudden honk coming from the streets below. You take it from her to take another long drag, wanting to be nearly light-headed.

“Okay, if you say so but let’s not worry about that right now. Are you hungry?” PJ quipped with a small grin.

“Oh shit, yeah. We can make sandwiches.” You nod slowly, taking another small drag from the joint.

“Let’s finish this first, actually before we get inside. I know your uncle would, like, flip the fuck out if he smelt this in your apartment.” PJ began to giggle softly, shaking her head as she leaned against the rusted railing of the stairs.

You hum with a content smile, Hazel being long gone from your mind within seconds. Whatever. It’s nothing. The situation was under your control and definitely was not Hazel keeping secrets from you.

Nope. Not one bit.

You were getting high with a friend, letting the midday sun pour into your system as you let your mind wander away from your distant girlfriend—

Wait, were you going to get a sunburn? Or sun poisoning?

Hazel was so fucked. So completely fucked.

When she had checked her phone after her hours with Dr.Connors accumulating the perfect formula for the cross-species genetics, she saw phone calls and text messages from you, May, and PJ.

You had called her 10 times and texted her 15 times while May and PJ were only twice with each. The first few texts were just: ‘Hello?’ and ‘Where did you go this morning?’. The messages then turned more concerned for her well-being: ‘Haze, baby, are you okay?’

Hazel sprinted out of the lab, shouting an apology to Dr.Connors as her Converse squeaked against the tile floors. She made a b-line to the stairs door to hurry to the roof. She snatched her backpack that she had thrown up here when she had arrived at Stark Towers. She practically rips it open to stuff her clothes into and slides her mask over her face.

Hazel anxiously jumps off the ledge, the whole city becoming a permanent image in her brain. Her arms ached as she swung from building to building, her anxiety at its peak.

“Karen, can you check Honey’s location? Please?” Hazel asked as she swung herself to land on a sign of a movie theater.

“Locating honey,” Karen repeats back in her robotic voice. Within seconds, Karen speaks up once again to say: “Honey’s location is in the alleyway between Dunkin’ Donuts and Wo Kee Noodle on 168th Street. According to satellites, she is not alone.”

Hazel’s heart dropped at Karen’s words. She immediately began to follow the tracker within the inside of her mask, an awful sense of fear in her stomach.

“Karen, how many other people are there?” Hazel asked as she rounded a corner, using two web strings to tug herself up and onto the roof of the buildings.

“I am detecting two other cellular devices.”

“Shit,” Hazel muttered to herself as she ran down the rooftops on 166th to get to 168th.

It was past 7 pm, the sun was on the cusp of disappearing on the horizon. Hazel couldn’t bear the thought of you getting caught up in a mugging or having done something against your will. You knew how to handle yourself and she knew that.

But against two people? You were only one person.

Lingering in the darkness, Hazel peeked over the rooftop of the Woo Kee Noodle to see if you were in fact getting mugged or worse. From what she could see from the weird above angle, you were surrounded by her Aunt May and your Uncle Karter.

Guilt flowed through Hazel’s veins at the sight of you in a quite obviously distracted state as your uncle and her aunt tried to assure you that she was okay. You held your cup of noodles to your chest, stabbing into the cardboard cup with a worried look on your face.

Hazel couldn’t take it anymore. She felt like the worst person in the world. Seeing you like this was a slap to the face.

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m sure Hazel’s gonna text or call soon saying she was up in that Stark Tower all day,” May rubbed your back to rest her head on yours.

“No, I know. I just… She’s been distant recently.” You admit, taking a bite of your noodles with a sigh. “Am I going crazy? Am I overthinking it?”

“Bee, I’m sure she’ll text or call you soon. Don’t stress it too much.” Karter nodded his head, his tone indifferent.

Hazel cursed at herself mentally, backing up slowly on the roof to not draw attention to herself. She sprints off of the roof to shoot her web towards the next tallest building to swing to your fire escape.

You, while eating your food with May and Karter, for some reason glanced up at the deep blue night sky, eyes squinting as you swore you saw a flash of blue and red. No, Spider-Woman kept more towards the city. God, you were driving yourself up the wall with Hazel being MIA.

“I think it’s time to go home, Bee,” Karter spoke up with a small grin.

You nod weakly in agreement, giving May the same smile. The three of you take the METRO to May’s apartment building first, sadly seeing no sign of Hazel. May gave you a kiss on the cheek and your uncle a friendly hug, assuring you that Hazel would be home soon and she would give her the scolding of a lifetime.

The whole bus ride home, you rest your head on your uncle’s shoulder as you blast music through your headphones. Once you arrived home, you tossed your empty box in the recycle bin and told Karter ‘goodnight’. You made a B-line to your bedroom as your headphones were still destroying your eardrums.

You twist your doorknob open and push the door open, looking down at your shoes as you peel them off. Your brows furrow as you feel a sudden breeze. Did you leave the window open?

You glance over at your bed, letting out a shout of shock when you see Hazel, panting slightly as she holds a weak smile on her lips. You moved your headphones off your head to rest on your neck and shoulders, staring at Hazel in disbelief.

“What the hell? You scared the shit out of me,” you held your rapidly beating chest, shutting your eyes for a moment.

“I’m sorry. For everything. For being distant, for not answering you whatsoever today. All of it.” Hazel blurted out, her leg bouncing nervously.

You shoot your eyes open at her apology, letting your bag slip off your shoulder onto the ground beside your door. You walk over to plop down on the bed beside her, sighing softly.

“I accept your apology, babe, but,” you suck in a deep breath, “why have you been so distant recently? Other than the Stark Internship because I know it’s something else, Hazel.”

Hazel stayed silent for a moment, her shoes and her heavy breathing were the only sounds that you could hear. She can’t. She wants to so so badly to ease your mind but Mr.Stark said she can’t risk your life.

“I… can’t tell you,” Hazel winced as she spoke, rubbing her hands over her face.

She can’t bring herself to look at you.

“You can’t tell me?” You repeat in confusion, a twinge of sadness in your voice.

“I-I want to tell you. I really do but I can’t. I’m sorry,” Hazel begs for you to just move on from the subject.

You stand up from your bed, shaking your head in disbelief. You let out a scoff at her words, a bubble of anger rising up to your throat.

“Hazel, that doesn’t ease my mind whatsoever. Do you understand how that makes me feel?” You try to keep your voice at a normal volume but this argument, just like PJ had pointed out earlier, felt all too familiar.

Hazel finally locked eyes with you, revealing her glazed-over blue eyes. You’ve never had such a serious conversation with her. It’s been smooth sailing from the first date you two went on and now you’re questioning if she even wants to be with you. Her words seemed genuine.

Seemed.

“I don’t know what else to say,” Hazel whispered.

“You need to go home, Haze. May is worried about you,” you respond, not knowing what to say either.

Hazel didn’t want to leave but what else was she to do? You were obviously upset and there wasn’t anything she could do. She couldn’t give you the one thing you wanted, which was the truth.

Hazel nods in understanding and you bite back the heavy tears that were threatening to fall from your tired eyes. She grabs her backpack that was placed next to your rug, giving you one last look. You avoided her gaze as she leaned in to place a gentle kiss on your cheek. You shut your eyes at the gentle touch, the first tear falling from your eyes.

“I’m sorry,” Hazel muttered one last time as she left your bedroom, the door clicking shut behind you.

The second you heard the front door lock shut, a heavy sob let your lips. The tears came pouring out of your eyes as you walked over to your bed. You were exhausted and didn’t even bother changing out of your outside clothes. Plopping down onto the soft mattress, you grabbed the knitted blanket that you kept at the end of your bed to lift over your body to shield yourself from the room.

“Bee?” You heard your uncle speak softly through the door.

“I’m fine,” you reply, sniffling and wiping your damp cheeks.

“Are you sure?” He pressed.

You shut your eyes as your bottom lip wobbled.

“I really don’t want to talk about it right now. Tomorrow, please?” Your voice cracked as you begged for him to leave you alone.

You listen to the sound of his footsteps receding, letting out a shaky breath of relief as you shut your heavy eyes. Minutes later, you fell asleep with a sense of sadness about the state of your relationship.

Hazel approached her apartment door with hot tears in her eyes, sniffling and wiping underneath her nose. She reached to pull her key out of her pocket only to find that it wasn't there. She lets out soft curses before knocking on the door a few times.

Seconds after, the door locks twist from the inside and squeak open. May stands at the doorway with a wave of silent anger.

“Hey Aunt May, I’m sorry. I lost my key and—”

“Save it. Get in and sit down,” May cuts her off and steps to the side as she jerks her thumb into the small apartment.

Hazel closes her mouth without question as she rushes into the house and sets her bag down on the couch. She sits on the left side, immediately twisting her middle finger band around her finger. May shut the door with a soft sigh before walking over to Hazel who had yet to look at her.

“What’s going on, huh?” May questions, standing in front of Hazel’s seated place on the couch. “I mean it. Don’t lie to me, okay? I’m not, you know, trying to attack you. I want to help you in whatever way I can, sweetheart.”

Hazel looked up as tears fell from her deep blue eyes, sucking in a deep breath.

“I think I’m screwing up my relationship,” Hazel admits.

May looks at her niece with understanding. She makes her over to the empty side of the couch to plop down next to Hazel with a soft sigh.

“Did you talk to her about it?” May questioned but Hazel let out a frustrated sound.

“That’s just it, May. I-I can’t talk to her about it. Mr.Stark told me not to tell anyone,” Hazel ran a hand over her face to also wipe away her tears.

May’s brows shot up at this, tilting her head and leaning forward to try and get a good look at Hazel’s face.

“Can you tell me about it?” May asked with hope.

Hazel shook her head as she sucked in a deep breath. Her aunt meant the world to her as did you and she couldn’t risk what could come out of either of you finding out.

“No one.”

May sighs as she messes with her chipping clear polish on her fingernails.

“Well, that sucks. I was really hoping you’d give in and tell me that you’re Spider-Woman by now.”

Hazel’s eyes shot open at her words but attempted to remain calm. She moved her hand from her face and let out a scoff at her words like she was making a ridiculous accusation.

“Spider-Woman? Yeah, that’s hilarious, May.” Hazel shook her head.

“Is it really?” May plastered on a knowing smile.

Hazel didn’t want to believe it. How could she have figured it out? Is she that obvious about her secret — or not-so-secret now— identity?

As if May could read her thoughts, she cleared her throat: “Harry accidentally told me after dinner.”

“Who’s Harry?” Hazel’s brows furrowed. How does he know about me being Spider-Woman, she thought.

May blinked at her niece before sighing and messing with her fingernails once again.

“Sorry, Happy told me over dinner.”

Hazel blankly stared at May with a mixture of confusion and amusement. She let out a soft laugh of disbelief.

“When are you and Happy going to ‘dinner’?” Hazel slyly grinned as she used air quotes over the word ‘dinner’.

“You…” May trailed off and pointed at Hazel. “You need to focus on what we were talking about before.”

Hazel kept a mental note to press her for questions later. She hadn’t been a mini-Avenger for long so when would they even have gone out?

“So…?” May egged Hazel on to finally just admit it.

“Yes. Okay, yes, it’s about me being Spider-Woman.” Hazel turned to her aunt with a loud sigh.

May stared at her with a gaped mouth in shock.

“Oh my god, what if I was working for, like, a bad guy and turned you in just now? What if I was wired?” May shook her head at her niece.

Hazel mimicked her dropped jaw but out of offense.

“May,” she whined and covered her face.

“Okay, okay, I’m teasing you. I’m sorry,” May chuckled as wrapped one of her thin arms around Hazel’s frame, placing a kiss on her temple. “Now, sweetheart, you really have to think about this, okay? I know and I can see how much you care about her. You need to think about if it really would be so bad if she knew. She might even be at ease to know the reason you’ve been instead of angry at you because you hide things from her. I can’t speak for her, you know, but if she’s as amazing as you know she is, I don’t think telling her the truth could be as harmful as you’re making it out to be.”

Hazel shut her eyes as she listened to May’s words against her temple, sinking into her embrace. May brought up the same reasons that Hazel had gone over in her head probably hundreds of times; every time she looked at your gorgeous smile, every time you spoke to her, just being around you caused an itch in her throat to just blurt out that she was Spider-Woman.

Every single day has been mental torture. Has it been the same for you?

“What if Mr.Stark finds out and I lose everything?” Hazel whispered as she snuggled her shoulder.

“Well, then he was never worth it. You’re a smart girl, Hazel. I know that. Your mom knew that. Your dad knew that. My future daughter-in-law knows that,” Hazel softly chuckled at that, a pained expression on her face at the mention of her parents.

“I know you’ll do the right thing,” May finalizes, nodding with certainty.

Hazel nodded at her words, wiping away the tears that managed to escape from her drowsy eyes.

She hopes she’s able to do this the right way and to not hurt you more in the process.

TAG-LIST: @atyourmerci @mih11 @camilleee222 @mxlti-fand0m-imaginess @alesbianperson @slaughtercarrie @cllhan @ahdbodhr @ih8chickentenders @bluerazberrystarz @sc0ttstre3ted @ilovevampires99 @sam-cooperrr @guzzlingplastic111 @rubycruzin4abruzin @cyberchomp @lucicorn72 @angelsknifeprty @lamolaine @cinnamonmilf

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #bottoms 2023 #wlw #sapphic #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan fic #hazel callahan x fem reader #hazel callahan fanfiction #spider hazel #spider!hazel

200 notes · View notes

desecrated-guacamole · 2 months ago

Text

I know I’m *checks watch* twelve years late coming to this realization, and two years late to talking about it when it would’ve been at all relevant, but godDAMN

Young Justice wastes NO time being good after season 1. The producers really just said “hey, y’know all the characters and relationships you’ve loved seeing develop for the past 26 episodes? Well actually, fuck that, fuck them, and fuck you! Everything’s different now, everyone’s developed in new ways that you won’t get to see, but not even in a way that makes sense for a FIVE YEAR TIME-JUMP!”

Take Robin for example; in the five years that take place offscreen, Dick becomes Nightwing, Batman recruits Jason Todd as the new Robin, Jason Todd gets killed, and Batman recruits Tim Drake as the new-new Robin (oh and also Barbara Gordon becomes Batgirl). I love the Batfamily, but I can barely call it the Batfamily when we don’t ever actually see them becoming a fucking family! We don’t get to see Dick struggle with his mentor’s legacy, we don’t see Jason struggle to live up to the Robin that came before, or Barbara picking up crime fighting despite what Bruce tells her to do because fuck that guy. We don’t get to see any of them grieve Jason, we don’t get to see Bruce go off the deep-end, only to be brought back by a young Tim Drake, who shows him what makes Batman, well, Batman; helping those in need, saving people.

INSTEAD, we’re introduced to two characters we knew that are now wildly different with ZERO explanation as to why, and one that we’ve never seen before and is (so far in my watch) severely underwritten, but because they’re the characters we love from the comics we’re supposed to love them here. It’s using the iconography of the characters to get us invested without putting in any of the actual work DEVELOPING them as people. It’d be one thing if this was the first time we met any of them, but we’ve already been introduced to Barbara, and we’ve spent an entire season with Dick, but now both of them have undergone massive development we aren’t made privy to.

I read an interview with Greg Weisman talking about the time jump, and he says this;

“We wanted a big time jump between the first two seasons to truly illustrate what our series was about, i.e. GROWING UP. After that, honestly, it’s more about what feels right. There are always things we want to skip, so that they become reveals.”

Man, I wonder if maybe allowing the audience to actually watch the characters grow and change might illustrate that growing up thing better than just skipping ahead so you can make it a reveal??? Imagine a show where we get to see these characters grow up together, maybe even grow apart, some leave, some stay, some are replaced, some come back. Like, imagine getting to see Dick reckon with the fact that Batman REPLACED HIM, only to watch that replacement die! Imagine getting to see Tim Drake come to Dick for advice, instead of just skipping ahead to the point that they’re already an established team. Imagine getting to see M’gann help Gar learn to use his powers for the first time. Imagine the team throwing a goodbye party for Wally and Artemis! Imagine seeing Wally and Artemis continue to develop their relationship instead of just jumping to them being fully moved in and together! WE WERE ROBBED!!

Like I’m still gonna watch it (not in the least because my roommate’s already seen it) but I need everyone to know I’m doing it under duress. I love these characters, and they did not deserve this lazy bullshit. I do not understand how Greg Weisman made Spectacular Spider-Man because HOLY SHIT the writing decisions made on this show are pissing me off, and don’t even get me STARTED ON CONNOR AND M’GANN BECAUSE WHAT THE FU

#young justice #batfamily #batfam #dick grayson #dc robin #kaldur'ahm #aqualad #mgann morzz #miss martian #wally west #kid flash #connor kent #superboy #artemis crock #barbara gordon #batgirl #jason todd #tim drake #greg weisman

71 notes · View notes

angelfic · 1 year ago

Note

for the writing game: tasm!Peter Parker, fake dating, and "don't you trust me?" :)

thank you for the request, anon! it’s been ages since i wrote for my fave spidey and i’m a sucker for the fake dating trope sooo here u are <3

tasm!peter parker x reader + fake dating + “don’t you trust me?”

➺ part of my 2k milestone writing game

“Peter,” you hiss, tugging on the back of his shirt to grab his attention when he doesn’t hear you over the blaring music coming from the party downstairs. He turns around, wide eyed and slightly dishevelled. You spot a flash of red and blue in his hand as he shoves his mask into the pocket of his jeans and you gasp. “You said no Spider-Man duties tonight!”

“I know, I know!” Peter winces, not bothering to tell you to keep your voice down since the only other people on the top floor are preoccupied, either far away and making out, or locked up in the bedrooms. He knows you’ve been on his ass to relax and enjoy himself, especially after Aunt May found out about his vigilante activities and forced the two of you to go to one of your classmate’s parties. You take May’s orders very seriously. “I’ve only been out twice tonight, but I swear for the rest of the night I’m staying in.”

“Twice already?” You gape at him, shoulders slumping in disappointment since you should have been paying more attention. Your best friend can be slippery when he wants to be though. “Okay, forget it, we can have fun later. I need your help.”

“What is it?” he asks, standing up straighter and already reaching for the mask.

You roll your eyes and bat his hand away from his pocket. “I don’t need Spidey, I need you. Connor Davies from Biology won’t leave me alone.”

Peter relaxes slightly at the much lower-level threat, but frowns when he registers your words. “Tell him you have a boyfriend or something.”

“I tried,” you deadpan, thinking back on his persistence with irritation. “I said I was here with you, thinking that was vague enough, but that he’d get the hint. When that didn’t work, I said we were together and he still didn’t believe me. I lost him now, but–”

“Quick, look at me,” Peter says quietly, one hand going to your waist as the other cups your face. His eyes dart to something behind you before he meets your gaze again, determined. “I don’t quite think he got the hint. He’s coming over.”

“What?” you whisper, a little alarmed at how close you two are all of a sudden. “What are we going to do?”

“Don’t you trust me?” Peter asks, the corners of his mouth tilting up slightly as he raises a brow in questioning. You’re about to bring up the time when he took you for a swing around the city and accidentally let you fall three stories before catching you because a bird flew too close to his face. Then you remember the pressing matter at hand and nod that yes, you do trust Peter. “Good.”

Peter closes the distance and kisses you with a certainty that you’d never expect from him. Your lips move together like you’ve done this a million times before and you hadn’t realised how badly you wanted this until now. You barely register the footsteps going back downstairs when you grip the front of Peter’s flannel to pull him closer and he takes this as a signal to kiss you firmly, his hand gripping your waist a little tighter.

You aren’t sure if you ever plan on pulling away until the door that Peter was previously leaning against swings open, causing him to stumble as a very drunk and very giggly couple comes staggering out. You take a quick step back from Peter to let the couple through, finding it hard to make eye contact with him once they’re gone.

“You, uh, think he got the hint?” you ask, laughing nervously. Peter looks like he’s holding back a grin when he gently takes a hold of your hand to bring you closer again.

“I think he got the hint about 3 minutes ago,” Peter points out, amused. “Biology might be super awkward though.”

“Well, at least I know what to do next time,” you shrug, half of you joking. The other half wants there to be a next time.

Peter gasps in mock-offence. “Wow, is that all I am to you? Not even going to take me out to dinner first?”

“How about an ice cream date?” you ask boldly. You and Peter have gone out on late-night ice cream runs ever since he got his licence, but you’d never stuck the word date on the end.

Peter smiles openly this time, already dragging you towards the stairs and you find yourself mirroring his grin. “Ice cream date it is. You know Aunt May is gonna make you recall the entire night to her later, right?”

“Yeah, well, what’s new?” you snort, well aware of May’s intentions towards the two of you. “You better get the camera out.”

#peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker scenarios #tasm peter x reader #2k writing game #the amazing spiderman x reader #spiderman x reader #spider-man x reader #requests #asks #anon

529 notes · View notes

pinksugarscrub · 4 days ago

Text

Guts

Hobie Brown x fem! spider! reader

Late octobie submission, prepare to be amazed

Event by @the-kr8tor Banner by @the-shroom-garden

Special thank you to @hyperfix-wip for being my number one pookie and beta reader 💙❤️

word count: 1,707

parts: 1, 2

cw: cursing and general shenanigans

F.E.A.S.T. has been a part of your life since you could remember. It’s where you met Peter Parker, your Peter Parker. In his prime with more than a dozen job applications while you were halfway through high school.

Now your roles are reversed with Peter leading the Emily-May foundation alongside Harry Osborn and you finishing your first year of college. Things couldn’t be better. Not that you would say that out loud. Peter is superstitious and now you’re starting to believe him after Doctor Connors turned himself into…well a lizard.

The smell of pumpkin permeates the air. Small candles lit and fixed across all of the plastic tables you helped setup just this morning. It makes your nose twitch and a headache soon appears but you don't have the heart to tell May.

There are artificial leaves hanging from the ceiling along with streamers. A tree trunk made of packing paper and tape in the corner. Notes with something everyone is thankful for along with a few polaroids. All in all the day is shaping up to be great!

Denial is a river in Egypt.

“Hun, don’t you have a paper due tonight?” May asks. Concern etching her face as she catches you mid-errand.

“What? No-” you wheeze. Pretending to struggle with the boxes in your hands when another volunteer walks by. It turns out to only be Peter. Who makes short work of taking the boxes off your hands. Always a gentleman.

“Here, let me help!”

“Your protege is stretching herself thin again Peter.” May tsks.

Peter shifts the boxes of clothing just under his chin. A knowing look on his face that sometimes you wish you could just squash under your shoes.

“Is it the battle of the bands? You’ll do great junior, it’s nothing you can’t handle.”

“That’s today?” May gasps.

“Would everyone just-” Your voice raises in irritation and it immediately deflates as you catch May and Peter exchange a look. “I’m fine. I just need a break. Sorry.”

Peter’s eyes follow you as you stuff your hands in your pockets and storm up the steps.

“All yours Pete.” May sighs. Patting his back and sending him off with her prayers.

When Peter finds you, your eyes are rimmed with red and your fingers are fidgeting like they always do when you’re anxious.

He can remember finding you in the same place and predicament when he first started mentoring you.

Peter has never really thought of himself as this great hero. Even after seeing Spider-Man themed sneakers and branded t-shirts (He hasn’t seen any of the revenue from that by the way).

Peter just happens to be at the right place at the right time. Granted he chose to be someone the neighborhood could rely on but greatness wasn’t something he was used to being described as by anyone other than his close friends and May.

To have to live in his shadow was something he couldn’t quite comprehend until you voiced your bubbling insecurities to him. You were such a small thing then. Still trying to find your way in the world and become Spider-Woman .

Since then this rooftop,in and out of costume, has become the center of uncomfortable conversations and warm embraces that fill a space in Peter’s heart that he wasn’t even aware he had. You were his family now. With Mary Jane and Harry. It was a weird conjunction of people but a happy one nonetheless.

Peter holds onto the door until it quietly locks back into place. You don’t move but he’s sure you’ve noticed him. He stands until you quietly ask him to sit and for a while it’s silent. Peter knows you like it that way. You’re such an analytical kid.

The city streets are as noisy as ever. It’s New York. But the leaves are a vibrant array of orange, yellow, and red. The air is cold and the sky is gray.

“I’m sorry,” you apologize again.

“No sweat.” Peter smiles. Glancing over before squeezing your shoulder. “How are you feeling?”

You snort, “cold.” Wrapping your thin sweater tighter around your body to make a point. “I forgot my jacket.”

“I can see that,” he laughs. Then it’s quiet again except for his shuffling as he sets his jacket over your shoulders.

“You did a great job with the decorations.” He tries to veer the conversation in a different direction. You aren’t ready to talk yet.

“It’s just colored paper.”

“Ah there’s only room for one self deprecating person on this roof and that’s me. Get your own gig.”

You laugh and finally look up from your scarred hands. Freshly healed from a run in with Rhino.

Peter smiles wider. That goofy smile that MJ fell in love with when they were just sixteen. You will die before ever admitting you once found him cute. You will also take to your grave the massive crush you had on Spider-Man before getting bit. What? You were fourteen!

“What about depression?” You quip. “Anxiety is a good candidate too.”

“How about something positive for once.”

“Anxiety is positive. It keeps me alive.”

“Alright, something serotonin inducing,” he corrects himself.

“Arson.”

“That isn’t illegal.”

You sigh loudly and slump against the wall. “Fine. Uh…what about being stuck up? That’s free and still mildly annoying.”

“Mildly?” He chokes out a laugh. “I beg to differ. What about being a know it all?”

You wave your hand dismissively. “Too basic.”

You stare at one another before bursting into laughter. His arm comes up to bring you into his embrace.

Peter knows how to give good hugs. You’ve deduced this after watching him console civilians. Just the right ones too and Peter always smelled distinctly of soot and ash. Like he can never quite separate Spider-Man from Peter Parker.

“What is it?” He asks after seeing your expression slowly sink back into sadness.

What was it? Was there a simple answer? Everything felt congealed into one. Gooey and sticky until you were left with a multicolored wad of gum. You suppose that’s the best answer you can give Peter.

“It’s everything.” You exhale. Shoulders slumped as you look back to your clammy palms. “College admissions, the band, today’s dinner.”

You drown further into his much too large jacket. You could stay in it forever if it meant not having to face reality.

“What’s worrying you the most. Let’s start there.”

You scrunch your nose and ponder over the list of things weighing on your mind. One sticks out like a thorn in your side no matter how hard you try to think about graduation or what to wear tonight. The show.

“Remember Hobie?”

Peter perks up. “Yeah, of course. We’re meeting him today along with…Gwen and Pavitr, am I saying that right?”

If it wasn’t for the fact your stomach was in knots you would have teased him for taking so long to remember.

“Yeah, Pav works too.”

Peter parrots the shortened version of Pavitr’s name under his breath. Mentally storing that information so he can make a good impression on your friends.

A deep breath leaves your chest as you tap on your knee. “I want him, especially him, to think I’m cool. Is that weird?”

Peter shakes his head. “Not at all. I mean, talk to MJ. There is no shortage of embarrassing stories about me trying to impress her.”

“Yeah,” you chuckle. “Like the time you ate it in the cafeteria when you were trying to catch up to her. Or the time-”

“Ok, ok!” Peter sputters. Face growing hot as he relives the most devastating moment of his life. “Jeez, are you trying to kill me?”

“It would make this process go a lot faster,” you joke.

“Right, feelings stink.”

“Suck Peter. They suck.”

“Same thing,” he argues.

“No it isn’t Mary Poppins- can I finish now?”

Peter raises one hand in surrender while the other remains on your side.

“Thank you,” you huff. Lips twitching as you fight the urge to smile.

Thinking over your friendship with Hobie—that you’re hoping will evolve into something more—there is one thing he has an adamant distaste for and that’s capitalism.

And, well, no your band doesn’t make million dollar record deals but the genre of music is so generic not even you can keep from making fun of the four chord pop songs you make.

However after spending more and more time with Hobie you started to see the stark differences in why you both create music. You can’t help but think Hobie might not be able to see past it. You almost feel like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A poser, a fraud.

But you love music. Your songs are a mix of a little bit of everything in that they aren’t one in the same. Stemming from your background, your bandmates, and what’s popular now. You don’t stick to just one thing. But what if that doesn’t impress him?

Punk is a form of expression against oppression while pop is an innovation of style and skill. Moreover focused on presentation. Hobie plays for freedom while you play for a different kind.

“Well,” Peter began, “I’m no expert but from what I’ve heard-”

You roll your eyes as he fakes an english accent. It’s horrible. Like scratching your nails against a chalkboard.

“-he sounds like a pretty great guy. I almost want to marry him.”

That you can agree with.

“I doubt he’d ever break up a friendship over something so trivial in the grand scheme of things.” Peter considers there’s a slim chance he will. Slim. So he continues. “If he does. You and I can cry over a box of oreos.”

“Cookie dough,” you correct. On the verge of tears as you smile. Not for yourself but for Peter.

You never received ‘you’re being ridiculous’ or ‘you’re overreacting’ from Peter. He never sugar coated anything either. He would make a great dad someday.

“We’re getting through this together. Whether you win or lose. You’ve always got me.” His voice softened. “Ok squirt?”

Air escapes Peter’s lungs as you barrel into his chest. Clutching onto his battered ‘the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell’ shirt until your knuckles turn white.

“Thanks Pete.”

#hobie brown #across the spiderverse #atsv #hobie brown x reader #atsv hobie #hobie brown x you #hobie x reader #spider punk x reader #octobie #octobie wildcard #octobie 24'#hobie october event #x reader #x fem!reader #x female reader

46 notes · View notes

davidtennantgenderenvy · 8 months ago

Text

ROLES I WANT DAVID TENNANT TO PLAY IN MUSICALS: THE MASTERLIST

Okay so I've divided this into three categories, which you shall see below!

Roles I Think David Could/Should Play NOW:

Charlie Guiteau in Assassins

someone in Brigadoon bc it would be funny

The Emcee in Cabaret

Ryuk in Death Note

The Man In The Chair in The Drowsy Chaperone

The Dysquith Family in A Gentleman's Guide to Love And Murder

Herbie in Gypsy

Hades in Hadestown

Frollo in Hunchback of Notre Dame (okay give him like five years)

The Baker in Into The Woods

Lord Chancellor in Iolanthe

Albin or Georges in La Cage Aux Folles (either one as long as the other is played by Michael Sheen)

Trunchbull in Matilda OKAY HEAR ME OUT (he could also do Mr Wormwood)

Henry Higgins in My Fair Lady

Fagin in Oliver

Tateh in Ragtime

Riff Raff OR Frank N Furter in Rocky Horror

Shakespeare in Something Rotten

Squidward in SpongeBob (im so serious)

Sweeney Todd (utterly delusional but I need it to happen)

The Wizard in Wicked

Roles I Think David Would Have Nailed When He Was Younger

The Balladeer in Assassins

anyone in Cats please it would be so funny (especially Munkustrap)

Connor Murphy in Dear Evan Hansen (like Campbell era come ON)

Motel in Fiddler on the Roof

Marvin in Falsettos (he MIGHT get away with that now not sure)

Monty in Gentleman's Guide

J.P. Finch in How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying

Molina in Kiss of the Spider Woman

Emmet in Legally Blonde

Seymour in Little Shop of Horrors

Edgar Allan Poe in Nevermore

Leo Frank in Parade

Narrator/Cat in the Hat in Seussical

Georg in She Loves Me

any character Christian Borle played in Spamalot

Tobias Ragg in Sweeney Todd

Roles David Quite Doesn't Have The Instrument For But I Would Watch Him Do Them Anyway Bc He Would Act The Hell Out Of Them:

Any Elder in The Book of Mormon (Younger)

Robert in Bridges of Madison County

Bobby in Company (Younger)

Jervis in Daddy Long Legs (Younger)

Lucheni in Elisabeth (Younger)

or death. Rudolph too tbh

Bruce Bechdel in Fun Home

Edward Rochester in Jane Eyre

Henry Jekyll/Edward Hyde (younger)

Judas in Jesus Christ Superstar (younger)

Javert in Les Miserables

Christian in Moulin Rouge (Younger)

Pierre in Great Comet (this one actually kills me bc he and Phileas are so similar)

OR ANATOLE HOLY CRAP

Gabe in Next to Normal (Younger)

Erik in Phantom of the Opera

Mark Cohen in Rent (younger)

Noel Gruber or Ricky Potts in Ride the Cyclone (younger)

Archibald Craven in The Secret Garden

Joe/Josephine in Some Like It Hot

BURRS IN THE WILD PARTY OH I WISH THIS WERE REALISTIC IT WOULD BE SO GOOD

GOD this is long please spill the opinions so this was worth it

94 notes · View notes

apple-spider-vinegar · 7 months ago

Text

My dear friend who just saw Spider-Man 2 for the first time: Bro, why is Peter even trying to go to school to become a scientist? I thought he was a photographer.

Me, who has not considered this, but knows that Peter is going to argue that the staff photographer job at The Bugle should go to him in the next movie: ....... Good question.

On a real note, the college stuff probably made it into the adaptation for these reasons:

It's one more aspect of a normal life for Peter to try (and fail) to manage with being Spider-Man

It gets him an in with Dr. Otto Octavius

Dr. Connors' assessment of Peter's brilliance and laziness is a prime reason for Otto to give him the speech about using his gifts for the good of mankind, which will be a central theme/conflict of the movie as Peter struggles with losing his powers

It shows that Peter does have ambitions and something to offer outside of his being Spider-Man

That last item is also something demonstrated by his photography skills, but I've thought it over and I think that while he's good at it and enjoys it, it's probably a hobby he's monetizing as opposed to an actual life goal. He takes pictures for The Bugle because he needs the money, he mentions getting fired by Dr. Connors in the first movie, so whatever probably-science-related job he had there didn't work out.

The thing is, all the non-freelance jobs Peter has in the Raimi series don't work out, so I'm not sure how the staff photographer thing would have gone for him in the long run.

Then again... a job like that would allow him to be out of the office on assignment pretty frequently and they probably would have given him somewhat flexible hours (given all the time that has to be spent taking pictures outside normal office hours in order to get the scoop) as long as he was getting his 40 in, getting the work done and keeping in communication.. ... So it might actually be the best kind of full-time work available to him. I know very little about STEM careers, however, so anyone can chime in with more information.

#i thought about this way more than i needed to #i will note i'm going off my own experiences with photojournalism and i don't know how those big city papers do things #raimiverse #peter parker #op

74 notes · View notes

livehorses · 1 year ago

Text

The Spot and Disability

It's very interesting to me how ATSV told Spot's story. At a start he's handled as a joke in the movie. Even Miles and the audience with him laughed at the new villain in his introduction. I was personally disgusted when the bread goes across him. Also, the guy isn't good at being bad and stealing an ATM, so he can be considered as a joke.

But it's hard to admit that we as an audience, and Miles did wrong laughing at his face about his new condition. We often mock him when it comes to the bagel joke, but he clearly suffered a lot, and lost it all after the accident. He was being mocked, rejected by everyone, even by his own friends and relatives. He evidently couldn't do anything without any of his holes getting in the way (which is the thing that makes him disabled), he lost his job and was forced to do illegal stuff in order to survive. That left an irreparable emotional damage that shaped him permanently. These are actual motivations for a person to take the wrong path, and even more when you discover you have a power that could give you some advantage over the others.

All of his story is clearly similar to what many disabled people live on a daily basis. "Unfortunately for me and you, this is skin." Sounds familiar? Reminds me of people that have vitiligo, which isn't exactly an illness and it isn't contagious, but common people think it is, and they fear, avoid and reject anyone who has it. Even in these modern days, where society supposedly is for everyone and everyone matters, disabled people are still rejected and disrespected, victims of bullying, mockery and exclusion. They don't get a chance to adapt to this world, not meant for them, and they miss so many opportunities of having a job, to form a family and go places adapted to their unique conditions. This world still needs to educate its people on respecting the disabled. That doesn't mean that disabled people are doomed to become villains, no! That would expand more the prejudices towards them. But what most of Marvel villains, and more, Spider-Man villains, have in common is having an accident that left them disabled: Flint falling on a sand dispenser, Max on a pool of eels, affecting their entire lives. (Not to mention that Doctor Connors was already disabled when he recurred to a not so ethic way to recover his arm, turning him into a lizard-like humanoid)

And yeah, every Spider-Man has a similar (canon) event, they're bitten by a radioactive spider. But rather to turn them onto something horrible, they hit the jackpot instead isn't it? They get attractively buffed, they get cool super powers, they become popular and loved by most people. But the others are treated as villains, and it's true, Spider-Man has to combat crime, and in the end, he shows mercy towards them. But in the end, most of the time their condition is treated as menacing and villanious. That's why No Way Home, brings a fresh vision on helping the villains to get cured or at least treated. (Although, that's not always realistically possible for disabled people, and most of them don't need to be cured or treated like their condition is bad for them)

But the movie leaves it clear it was a mistake to not take Spot's situation seriously. The man might've taken it chill at a start, but the more he was mistreated, the more he got resentful especially with Miles, wrongly considering him the source of all his disgraces, and more when the Super-Hero laughed at him. His power grew at the same time as his anger, and by the end of the movie, Miles admits it, he's his nemesis, they're mutual enemies now, and he's dangerous. If Spot was treated better from the start, with dignity and if he was given a second opportunity, support and optimum laboral conditions, maybe Spot would be now an ally.

How wrong we were, by taking him for granted...

#SpiderVerse #CW: Flasing #Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse #The Spot #SpiderVerse The Spot #Miles Morales #No Way Home #Disability #Jonathan Ohnn

212 notes · View notes

lillotus17 · 5 months ago

Text

INTERTWINED Headcanons (Spidermen!ENHA)

HYUNG LINE'S IN DEPTH BACKGROUND:

"All right, let's do this one more time."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hyung line's personal background story! TBH, it's literally a summary of the Spider-Man movies. Heeseung's summary is based on Tom Holland's Spider-Man... etc. So if you've watched any of the Spider-Man movies then you get the gist of it! I added some twists though! I also didn't intend for Sunghoon's part to be that long but here we are LOL. This was actually because Gwen's background in spider verse was short so I wanted to fill in the gaps as I pleased!

NOT PROOF READ: Apologies for any grammatical errors, my loves!

HEESEUNG:

In Heeseung's universe, he was approached by Kim Namjoon (Tony Stark) and recruited into the Avengers temporarily.

He went through literal hell and back. He blipped the five years in his universe.

After the death of Mr. Kim, he did everything he could to be the friendly neighborhood spider-man.

Then the whole Mysterio scandal happened and his identity was revealed.

Nothing seemed to work out for him though. He lost his older brother, Seokmin, trying to save his universe from clashing with other universes.

That's how he met Jay. Heeseung's best friend Jeongin accidentally summoned the wrong spider-man from a different universe.

Yunjin, their other best friend (and Jeongin's girlfriend), had to take away the sling ring from him.

Heeseung's one-sided feelings for her didn't go unnoticed by Jeongin but Heeseung was nothing but supportive for his best friends.

Innie was so grateful to have a best friend like Seung.

Which is why Yunjin and Jeongin were devastated when Heeseung told him what he had to do in order to save the universe.

He had to make everyone forget about him.

After a few months, he finds Jay inside of his apartment. And Hee wonders how Jay managed to get back into his universe.

After a turn of events, he meets Jake and Hoon, along with a few others. Eventually the four of them end up in Y/N's universe.

JAY:

In Jay's universe, he lost his older sister Jihyo. She went out searching for him after they had a fight. She was stabbed in a robbery gone wrong.

He was is such a dark place after that. He went out every night trying to find his sisters killer.

His best friends, Sunghoon (Harry Osborn) and Jake [Gwen Stacy (platonic)], were so worried about him.

Eventually when he started to get more involved in crime fighting.

During the whole Dr. Connors trying to turn all of New York City into lizards, Jake catches Jay in his Spider suit without his mask.

With the help of Jake they saved New York City (because Jake was an intern at Oscorp).

At the end of graduation, they find out that Sunghoon is sick. Hoon asks Jay to get in contact with Spider-Man because he needs his blood. It doesn't work out though.

Sunghoon finds, what he believes to be, another way (a serum) to live but that also doesn't work out.

And Sunghoon becomes Green goblin.

Jay and Jake try to save Hoon, that's when Hoon figures out that Jay is Spider-Man.

They fight, and Jake gets in between them but he falls off the clock tower doing so.

Before Jay can save Jake it's too late.

Hoon's serum didn't work either, rather it intesified his illness and he eventually succumbed to his sickness.

Jay lost both of his best friends.

A few years later, when he's making his rounds of the city, a bright orange spark just randomly appears in front of him.

Then it moves in a circular motions and become bigger and then next thing he knows its a portal.

That's how he meets Heesung.

JAKE:

Jake is really smart. He earned a spot at Brooklyn Visions Program at NYU. His parents were so proud.

Was really close to his older cousin Felix.

Was bitten by a radioactive spider when he and Lix were messing around in the abandoned subways lines.

Was learning how to to get his powers under control.

Met Sunghoon for the first time in his literature class.

Sunghoon had a leaf in his hair and when Jake went to get it out, his hand was stuck to Hoon's hair...

Like his hand would NOT unstick and it resulted is hoon getting an impromptu undercut at the nurse's office.

Started off on the wrong foot.

Then Jake met Spider-Man!Christopher Bang from a different universe???!!!

Chris finds out that Jake is just like him (spidey-tingle and all) and then offers to teach him how to use his powers.

They also try to figure out what Chris is doing in Jake's universe.

In turn, they find out Hoon also has spider powers and is from another universe.

Upon learning how the merging of different universes started, Jake also finds out, the hard way, that Felix is involved.

Felix is the Prowler, working for King Pin. Just when Lix is about to off Spider-Man!Jake, Jake takes off his mask.

Lix pauses and panics and lets go of Jake and then next thing Jake knows, he hears a bang and Lix is falling into his arms.

Lix doesn't make it :(, Jake's cop dad spot them and Jake has to move quickly.

He goes back to his dorms, Chris and Hoon and are waiting for him with their other spider hero friends and they tell Jake that he shouldn't come and fight with them. But Jake is supposed to be the one that shuts down all the portals so that no one gets left behind and dies from not being back in their own universe.

Jake get webbed down to his chair, not able to move.

While he's struggling to escape, his dad comes to deliver the news about Lix. Cue the emotional and motivational speech from dad.

Jake gets free, powers are under control and he's off to save his spider friends!

Long story short (not really), he wins! Friends? Back home! Portals? Shut down! King Pin? Defeated!

Then a couple months pass of him being the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man when randomly, when he's in bed, he hears Sunghoon's voice calling out for him?

SUNGHOON:

In Sunghoon's universe, his dad is the chief of police.

Sunghoon was a well known figure skater!

Hoon just really wanted to make his dad proud.

Then he was bitten by a radioactive spider.

Thus becoming Spider-Hoon!

As chief of police, his dad DID NOT approve of Spider-Hoon!

This made Hoon feel guilty for his double life, so he kept it a secret so as long as he could.

Sunghoon was best friends with Lee Heeseung but because Hoon started to pick up Ice skating they drifted apart for a little bit.

Only talking and hanging out every now and then.

Heeseung would get picked on a lot by his school mates.

Hoon tried his best but Hee asked him not to get involved with his life anymore. This really upset Hoon.

The bullying gets bad and Heeseung snaps. He steals the serum that he and Dr. Connor's were working on at Oscrop and injects himself.

Everyone at school sees him (hee) as worthless and all his life he's just wanted to be seen as something more. Something special. Like Spider-Man.

Hoon was interning at Oscorp and on the day Hee injects himself with the serum.

Then there's crashing and people screaming and running.

Hoon springs into action and bumps in a 9 foot lizard. He doesn't know it's Heeseung.

Hoon gets hurt and Hee retreats. Hoon dips as soon as he hears sirens and his dad's voice.

Heeseung comes up with a plan get revenge on the classmates that have done nothing but torment him. He also planned to turn all of New York City into lizards just like him.

Meanwhile at home, Hoon's dad tells him that Heeseung's aunt contacted him. He tells Hoon that Heeseung and Dr. Connors have been missing since the lizard appeared at Oscorp.

Hoons panics. He remembers talking to Heeseung about the serum that they were working on. How it was supposed genetically repair the human body... like a lizard.

Hoon also remembers that Dr. Connors lost his arm in a car accident.

Hoon suspects that Connors injected himself with the serum to some how regrow his lost arm. He also wonders if Heeseung figured out what Connors was up to and as a result was taken by him.

Did Connors need Heeseung alive? If so, what for?

Too many questions race through Hoon's mind and he's off into New York's sewage system.

He stumbles upon the lizard's lair. He starts to dig around when he hears a groan. He runs and prays its Heeseung but he's shocked when he sees Dr. Connors, severely injured.

Connor's tells Hoon that he was kidnapped by the lizard to make adjustments to the serum and build a diffuser.

Hoon asks about Heeseung but all Dr. Connor's can mumble is "He's gone" to Hoon.

Before Hoon could press any further there's a crash in the lair and he see the lizard.

They fight and the lizard gets the upper hand. It takes the serum and diffuser. Poor Sunghoon is so stresses about saving his beat friend and the city.

Hoon asks Dr. Connor's where the lizard is headed.

That night Heeseung planned to use the diffuser as Oscorp. He thought it would be perfect because Oscorp was host a fundraising Gala to restore and repair damages the building had suffered.

Elite families and honorable guests would be there... includig his tormentors.

Hoon's dad, as chief of police, was an honorable guest and present at the Gala. Hoon was expected to be there as well and he shows up in his suit as a cover.

He's on edge and when his dad asks him what was going on with him their conversation is cut short by screaming and running.

Hoon's dad springs into action and tells Hoon to get out of there. When his dad is out of sight, Hoon changes into his spider suit.

Hoon is searching for the lizard and sees his dad fighting off, then his dad is knocked out by it. Hoon rushed his dad away from the fight then goes back to find the lizard.

Cue more fighting. Hoon manages to get the upper hand this time and web shoots the lizard. It loses it's balance and falls and with it the ceiling and roof falls too.

The lizard is crushed and Hoon watches in horror as the lizard transforms into human. It's Heeseung.

Hoon sprints and is on his knees crying.

"What did you do, Hee?" he's sobbing.

Heeseung tells Spider-Man, "I just wanted to be special like you".

Sunghoon tells Heeseung that it's him, that he's spider-man.

And Hee tells Hoon that he'll be okay. The Heeseung's eyes close and he stops breathing.

And Hoon lets out a heart wrenching sob.

At this point, Hoon's dad is awake again and worried about him so he goes to look for Hoon.

When he enters, he sees spider-man's back and face mask off but he can't quite see Hoon's face.

he tells Hoon to freeze but Hoon quickly grabs hi mask and makes a run for it.

His dad chases after him telling him to stop but then freezes when he sees Heeseung laying in a pile of debris.

Hoon and his dad are mourning. HIs dad blames spider-man for Heeseung's death and swears to get justice for Heeseung.

Hoon is just broken at this point. He feels so helpless and alone.

He doesn't really do the "friend" thing.

Jump to a year later and he's in a different universe.

And he meets Jake.

Previous | Masterlist | Next

TAGLIST (OPEN): @praliliaaa @clara12o @llvrhee

comment if you'd like to be added to the taglist!

A/N: I apologize for the painfully slow updates everyone! I have a lot on my plate and I'm taking summer courses!

39 notes · View notes

stinkysam · 1 year ago

Text

Peter Parker - I wasn't here.

Warning : canon death

Genre : Angst

Synopsis : “Tasm!peter Parker x male reader who’s basically like Superman, basically them being childhood friends and eventually becoming heroes and telling one another but maybe during a patrol they get into a fight and have a falling off. fluff to angst” - anon

Reader : gender neutral (you/yours)

You grew up with Peter, he wasn't your only friend but over the years he had been your only constant. The one who stayed despite all odds.

You were here at his parents’ death, giving him your support even though you were barely 6.

Even when you weren't in the same school he would still visit your house after class to do homework with you, even if you didn't have the same ones.

As you developed your powers, you told him about it. Both experiencing what you could do and couldn't. It constantly evolved, gaining new powers over time. He was the only one who knew about it, except your parents who had told you what would happen during your teenage years.

He never repeated it to anyone and you felt thankful. Not even when you began your vigilante activities after a few years.

Fighting villains and helping people whenever you could. Peter envied you, he wanted to do the same. He even was your guy in a chair for a time before gaining his own super powers, but he didn't tell you about them.

You were here again at the death of his uncle, but it's only later he told you about everything. His powers, his tracking of his uncle's murderer, and why he really died.

He explained how he got bitten by a spider in the Oscorp building he sneaked in. And how troublesome it was to get back home, making you laugh loudly as he was retelling the events of how he ripped that poor lady's shirt off.

“It's not funny !”

“It is ! You would've laughed if it had happened to me !”

“I wouldn't !”

“Liar !”

“It was embarrassing ! I looked like a total pervert !” He complained, planting his face in his hands, making you laugh again.

Like he had helped you with yours, you helped him with his powers. Helping him fabricate his suit and go after the guy who killed his uncle, without much success, finding the courage to climb high buildings as well.

Slowly his masked activities broadened, he wasn't looking anymore just for his uncle's murderer, but for anyone the police couldn't help.

And it's naturally you two went on patrol together. He even carried out his first big mission alone ; stopping Curt Connors from turning the whole of New York into giant lizards. Everything turned out fine, if not for the loss of George Stacy's life, Gwen's father.

“You're gonna make enemies. People will get hurt. Sometimes the people closest to you. So I want you to promise me something, okay ? Leave Gwen out of it. Promise me that. You promise me.” Were his last words to Peter, unable to utter a word, nodding only.

So he did as promised, he had broken up with her, or more accurately avoided her completely. He told you about it and you patted his back, telling him he was doing the right thing.

But time passed and they got back together, before breaking up again, and so on.

Everything was going fine until you began to talk about Gwen. His love that he couldn't drop.

You had stated your disagreement with his relationship, believing it was dangerous for Gwen to be around you or Peter as she didn't have powers to protect herself.

“I know you love her man, but you should leave her alone.”

“That's what I'm doing, [Name]. We broke up.”

“Really ? For real this time ? Or for a couple days ?” You didn't mean to sound this harsh, but you got tired of it. Tired to see your friend's guilty feelings eat him alive and make him act irrationally.

He frowned, not liking your insinuation.

“Yeah. For real.”

“Peter, you really should leave her alone, even if she comes to you. You know her father is right.”

“I know ! I don't need you to repeat what I know already ! Don't act like you're my conscience or something.”

“I'm not trying to act like I'm your conscience, but you clearly need me to be it since you keep seeing her. Do you think you're slick ? Stalking her ?”

“What ?” He laughed nervously. " I'm not stalking her !”

“Liar. If I could see it, what if a villain saw it too ? And connected the dots ? Thinking ‘oh Spider-Man likes her so I must kill her to hurt him’.”

“I'm being careful.”

“We're heroes. We're literally in the face of danger, we're not careful. Careful is to run away when in front of it.”

“I'm not alone, there's you, we can protect her with the two of us.” He smiled. Sometimes, he trusted your abilities too much.

“Do you think I have the time to constantly watch one person when there's all of New York to take care of ?”

“When you can't I will !”

“Peter, do you hear yourself ? This is not healthy !”

He took a step back, biting his own tongue.

“I have it under control.”

“You don't. You break up with her because you feel guilty. And when you can ignore her father you date her again. Then you feel guilty once more and you break up, again. This isn't healthy for any of you. How long are you going to keep hurting her ?”

“That's why this is the last time. I broke up with her for good.”

“Yeah ? Once again for how long ? A month ? Two ?”

“Stop it.”

“No ! You're gonna get her killed. Or drop the suit if you want her that much. Spiderman or Gwen ? Pick one, you can't have both !”

He said nothing for a moment, taking in your words.

“You're wrong, I can protect her.” He says quietly, hurt by your words.

You huffed, tired.

“I don't think you can. Why do you think you're the only friend I have now ? Because I know you can protect yourself, the others can't. It's too dangerous. You should know that.”

He remained silent for a moment.

“You should trust your powers more. You're literally a copy of Superman, when I'm just a crawly spider.”

“If you're just a crawly spider, then drop Gwen because you can't protect her forever.”

“But together we can !”

“No. Peter.”

He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“But I really broke up with her.”

“And did you stop stalking her ? Are you really trying to move on ? Are you sure you won't go to her once you feel like it's fine ?”

He huffed, growing more annoyed by the second.

“Peter, I know it's hard but if you want her alive, leave her alone. Or drop the suit.”

He looked at you with tears in his eyes.

“I can't…”

You sighed.

“Leave New York to me ! If I'm so strong, I can handle it by myself just fine, like before ! And go with her. It's not that hard. Drop the suit.”

He smiled apologetically.

“I can't…”

“Well, you don't have a choice. Pick one or life will make you pick one real quick.” You said, taking a few steps before putting on your mask and flying away.

The next day you went to your usual spot and Peter wasn't here. You called him and immediately your call was rejected. You sighed and abandoned, thinking he was still mad at your words and that it'll get better tomorrow.

But tomorrow was the same, and the days after too. Only hearing about Spider-Man on the news. If he wanted to be petty, you could be petty too, refusing to pay him or aunt May a visit to know how they were doing.

It went like this for months, and you missed him. You wondered if he missed you too.

Your pride was wounded too.

He couldn't drop a girl he's met a couple years ago but dropped you easily, even after all the years together. As if your friendship didn't mean anything against Gwen. You had nothing against her, she's a sweet girl but you were annoyed by the power she had over him.

Then you heard of something you hoped wouldn't happen, something that proved you and her father right, Gwen's death.

Your heart broke for Peter at the news. You tried to call him, to give him your support, but once again, he didn't answer.

You felt bad.

It was obvious he didn't want to hear from you, especially after what you said. He didn't want to hear “I told you so” from you, as if you'd ever tell him that.

Fuck. You regretted what you said. You should've agreed to keep watch on her, as unhealthy and morbid as it was. Maybe you could've helped avoid her death.

Maybe things would've been different with your help. If Spider-Man couldn't keep her alive, maybe you could've helped change that. Or was it too presumptuous to think so ?

God. Fuck. Was this your fault ?

#male reader #m!reader #peter parker #peter parker x male reader #peter parker imagine #the amazing spiderman #the amazing spiderman imagine #the amazing spiderman x male reader #tasm #tasm x male reader #gender neutral reader #gn!reader

106 notes · View notes

meganwayne24 · 9 months ago

Text

A Ticking Clock (pt. 2)

Like Sands of the Hourglass…

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man

Word Count: 1541

Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader

Synopsis: After surviving the zoo, Harry and you spend an evening together to relax and recoup.

[Warnings: flirty/witty fluff & intimacy; **The story is 18+ and will have warnings when suggestive content will appear, please do not read if you are not above 18!!]

Escaping all the madness, the four of you found yourselves back at Oscorp. Harry was asleep on the bright orange couch you all shared many memories on. You sat on the cold floor leaned against the couch, your head resting near Harry’s. You didn’t want him to be alone when he woke up.

You must have fallen asleep because you woke up to Harry who was sat up talking to Pete and MJ. “Stop hovering, I’m fine.” He looked at a clearly useless-feeling Peter and a worried MJ realizing they were concerned for him out of love, not trying to be a pain. “Maybe some water.” He figured with the hero lifestyle, Peter wasn’t used to being able to do nothing and needed something to feel like he was being helpful.

“Water, on it.” He ran off to the kitchen to grab a mug. You and MJ exchanged a look that said you and Harry needed a minute to talk.

“I’ll be back, just gonna go talk to Pete.” MJ gave Harry a quick side hug. “I’m glad you’re feeling okay” and she was off to the kitchen to bring Pete out of the room. That left you on the floor and Harry sitting on the couch. Normally, Harry always joined you on the floor, it was your thing. But he was in pain, so you got up on the sofa with him.

“How are you? Sorry that’s stupid. Pete and I have your cure. Of course you’re awful. I mean feeling awful. I’m sorry I-”

“Y/N it’s okay. I’m fine. I’ll need it back eventually but you died. You were actually dead.” He trailed off. There was a slight awkward silence between the two of you. “Do you remember anything that happened before you…you know.”

“I mean I remember telling you something...” You figured the last things you said to him were the last words you would ever say. You weren’t prepared for anything after that. You wanted him to know at the time and now having to deal with the aftermath, you weren’t sure what was going to happen.

“Okay well I’ll tell you this. I’ve liked you…forever, keeping it simple. And if we’re being honest, I love you too, since you said it first.” He winked at you and nudged your shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah whatever. I was dying you know, could’ve been delusion or hallucinations.”

“I dare argue that’s when you’re most honest.” He flashed that cheeky smirk he does when he’s being witty. It always makes your face flush.

“Well, I do remember what I said, and I stand by it. I love you too…too. I guess.” You both chuckled. It was nice for life to feel normal, even if it was only a minute. MJ and Pete came back in the room, Pete rushing a blue mug of water to Harry.

“Okay we gotta figure out how to get this back onto Harry. How did you give it to us?”

“I…I don’t know. It just sort of happened.” Harry looked lost. None of you knew what was going on, but his whole future was at stake.

“Okay, umm… let’s just try.” You and Pete made the black goo move around and get close to Harry but it wouldn’t take.

MJ was watching closely until she looked down “Guys there’s stuff pushing its way out of you-”

“What?” You both looked down to see that the blade Kraven shoved in Pete’s side dropped to the ground as the small glass fragments from the zoo ceiling fell from your abdomen.

“Oh my god are you guys okay?” MJ stood up to observe and see if either of you were actually injured.

“Yeah I’m fine. Y/N you okay?” Peter turned to you.

“Yeah I’m good. Let’s go again.” You both coordinated your timing for the second time. The goo approached Harry but again, it didn’t work. The only solution was to find Dr. Connors, which Harry suggested. He was currently a lizard though, so MJ took it on herself to find Kraven and the serum he keeps on him. In that time, Peter went off to go patrolling as Spider-Man with Miles, which led to the late hours of the night. That left you with Harry. Despite his pain, he wanted to spend time with you.

“So what are we watching tonight? Empire Strikes Back I presume?” Harry looked at you as he was filling up the snack bowl with an assortment of popcorn and sweet candy.

“Why do you say that?” You look at him innocently as if it wasn’t always your first pick on movie nights.

“Oh gee I wonder. It’s not like we spent the first Friday of each month all of high school watching it. Even throughout summer.”

“What can I say? I’m dedicated.” You smile as you can’t help but stare at his hands as he’s filling the bowl. You couldn’t tell if he was taking forever to fill the bowl or if you had just been looking awhile. Your eyes met his and your face went red.

“Can I help you?” He laughed lightly.

“Yeah add more skittles. If you were paying closer attention you would’ve known to do that.” Even after having talked about your feelings, you were used to “hiding” it. This was new ground for you.

“Oh you’re one to talk.” He jokingly rolled his eyes and grabbed the bag of skittles and poured some in the bowl. Once he finished, you went to set up the movie. It only took a couple seconds which gave you time to head back to Harry to get the bowl and drinks.

“Here let me grab that.”

“I got it, it’s okay.”

“I know, but you could also save your energy to stay awake and finish the movie with me.” You smiled at him, trying to tell him it was okay to not strain himself without making him feel bad.

“Well when you put it like that…I’m definitely carrying it all.”

“Hey!” Your jaw dropped in awe at the statement he made. You couldn’t help but smile though. You always loved his sense of humour. It was one of your favourite things about him.

“Kidding, kidding. Fine, it’s all yours for the taking.”

“Thank you.” You snickered and carried the bowl and cups, confident from the win, as you kept an eye on him to make sure he got to the couch safely. You thought about using your newly gained powers to help in carrying the items, but you didn’t want to rub it in Harry’s face.

The iconic theme song starts to play and you both sit in the dark, the only light being shown from the TV. You both made your inside jokes you had throughout the movie and enjoyed being in each other’s company.

“Harry, I have a very important question for you.”

“Go for it.” He looks at you, more intrigued than you’d expect as he puts a handful of snacks in his mouth.

“We’ve got popcorn and candy here right? But let’s say you can’t have both, you can only pick one. What are you picking?”

“See that’s just not possible. You have to have a mix of both. One without the other isn’t a thing.”

“Hmm…fine. I’ll give you that.” You both look at each other with straight faces and burst out into laughter.

“You’re so weird with these questions.” Harry giggles to himself thinking of all the times throughout the movies you used to watch together, even when MJ and Peter would join and remember the random topics you’d bring up.

“Oh please you love it.”

“That I do.” He made you nervous even now. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him after he said that. He was your best friend, but times had changed. “Let’s turn the tables. Y/N I have a very important question- no. Statement. I have a very important statement for you.”

“And what could that be?”

“Kiss me.” Your mind blanked. Part of you didn’t believe that just came out of his mouth. And suddenly it was all you could see. His face, his lips. You only hoped he couldn’t hear your heart pounding out of your chest.

You leaned in slowly, a long history flying by as this moment appeared. It felt like your life flashing before your eyes, but it was memories of your relationship. Your head tilted to the side as his hand reached to caress your cheek. You could feel the heat of his lips against yours when your phones started ringing. MJ called you to tell you to meet Peter at the pawn shop in Little Odessa in the morning while Pete called Harry to ask about how to use the suit. After the phone calls, the movie had finished and the two of you were left there. Harry looked visibly upset.

“Hey, you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’m gonna go to bed. Episode VI for background noise?” He didn’t love talking about his feelings. Not a lot anyways, especially when he was mad at one of you.

“Yeah sure. Goodnight Harry.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” You two proceeded to fall asleep on the couch, just like you always do.

A/N: Hi friends! Hope this one was okay! Still getting into it considering I started midway through the story lol oops… anywho we’ll see where the story takes us! Thanks for being here :)

#fanfic #harry osborn fanfiction #harry osborn ps5 #harry osborn x reader #harry osborn x y/n #insomniac spider man #marvels spiderman 2 #peter parker #spiderman #spiderman ps4 #mj watson #mary jane watson #venom #venom symbiote #harry osborn

62 notes · View notes