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[the-witchhunter]

DP x DC: Homme Fatale

Noun. homme fatal (plural hommes fatals) An ultimately seductive and dangerous man; a womanizer.

On a bit of a Film Noir kick right now, so blame that

Imagine, if you will:

Danny, a private eye in Gotham, ever the hard boiled detective, sitting in his dark office, drinking coffee you could use to tar a roof. The office isn't in a good neighborhood but rent still ain't cheap. He's fixing to get a new case on his desk soon

Enter one Timothy Drake-Wayne, CEO of Wayne Enterprizes. He walked in shirt unbuttoned dangerously low in a suit sharp enough to cut yourself on and bags under his eyes to large to be counted as carry on. Mr. Drake has a job for him, one he wants to keep quite, and one important enough that he's willing to add a couple zeros to Danny's usual rate. This job is a dream come true... almost too good to be true...

or

Tim Drake aka Red Robin(yummm) needs plausible deniability on a case tied to his civilian identity and so hires a PI and lays down a trail of clues for him. All the while playing up the Noir tropes to flirt with the cute detective.

why doesn't he just take care of it as Red Robin? Shhhhh... the detective is cute and he's having too much fun playing the homme fatale

Bonus: Immediately after wrapping up Tim's case Kon walks into Danny's office dolled up in a vintage dress, period appropriate makeup done, all to play the part of the Femme Fatale and do the exact same thing Tim did. Does he know Tim literally just did that? Maybe, maybe not

[theluckyestclover7]

my spider verse otp, they’re the definition of opposites attract and i love them

i wore my spider ham shirt to the theater to see the across the spider verse  

[materialgworlas]

Back Up- Spider verse cast x Reader

@jordanahart wifeyyyy what do ya think??

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7. I’M YOUR HERO

( sunflower, yang jungwon )

warnings: prowler doing prowler stuff, fight scene.

when does a spider-man really become spider-man? when he gets bit by a radioactive spider, jumps off of buildings, saves the city from the green goblin, when he gets the girl, fights alongside the avengers or loses someone dear to him.

all the spider-man’s in the multiverse had gone through something quite similar. but the thing they all shared, was that when gwen stacy falls for spider-man, it never ends well.

and with the reports of the green goblin making his appearance again in the city, even when jungwon had warned him to lay off, it meant nothing good.

“hey won,” you answered the call, sitting down on a bench near the kids playground at the park. “what’s up?”

jungwon was frantically sitting down at his desk back home in his suit, surveilling over the hacked cameras and police calls he checked every night, trying to track down norman osborn.

“hi, i’m just checking up on you, i saw the news about more reports on that green guy,” he listened closely to the other line.

“oh, yeah, i’m fine, i’m at the park right now babysitting a little kid,” your eyes were fixed on the middle schooler, not wanting to lose him from your sight.

“babysitting? that’s new,” jungwon laughed, turning around in his chair, leaving the cameras and calls out of his mind.

“well, he’s the son from one of my parent’s friends, officer davis, he’s a cop, he’s out working in finding that green guy you mentioned, and with almost everyone panicking about it, he couldn’t make it home early, so i’m watching him. apparently, his uncle, who always watched him, is busy too, so that left me.”

“really? do you need any help? i’m really good with kids,” jungwon said, wanting to make an excuse to see you, but you didn’t accept.

“i’m fine won, besides, you told me you were busy working studying for your chemistry test,” you reminded him.

“oh, right,” jungwon paused, remembering his lie.

“so, i’m gonna leave you now. please study for your test okay? i’m fine, there hasn’t been any reports around here.”

“wait- but i wanna talk to you some more.” jungwon pouted.

“i could call you later though, it’s late and i have to go to the station to leave miles, his time with me is up.” you laughed, and called over the kid, who swung upside down on the monkey bar.

“okay, please stay safe, just call me if anything happens,” he whispered.

“i will, trust me, okay? see ya’ won” and the line cut off.

jungwon groaned, throwing his phone over to his bed, cursing at himself for distracting the vigilante stuff he had going on. but it was okay, he wouldn’t let what happened to uncle ben happen again, he couldn’t.

his eyes scanned the police cars on his screen, as a call fell into one of the radios, making him jump to put on his earphones, to listen in.

“requesting backup! at hangang street near the station! someone is attacking civilians, it’s not the green goblin, he’s someone else, told us his name is the prowler,”

“this is officer davis, we are sending backup to your location, prepare to open fire if necessary,”

jungwon’s heart almost stopped, he swore he was as livid as ever. the green goblin wasn’t out, someone else was, and he had to go quick before it turned into a catastrophe.

he grabbed his mask, pulling it over his head, and opened his window, jumping out of it into the night, though, something troubled him.

what did you say the kids’ father’s name was?

!

“miles morales! stop running, this goddamn instant! you’re gonna fall!” you shouted as you chased after the boy, watching him dart left into another street, nearly tripping over his untied basketball shoes.

he skidded to a halt and glanced back at you, his face flushed with embarrassment. "everyone always tells me what to do. i just want to do my own thing, besides, the shoe thing, it’s a statement,” he muttered, clearly frustrated with himself for almost eating pavement.

you laughed, crouching down to tie his shoelaces. “you’re too young to do your own thing, but i do promise you can pick the place we go to the next time i have to watch you, alright?”

“yeah…” he murmured, and looked down to kick some rocks.

the city streets were filled with chaos, distant sounds of screams cutting through the air as sirens wailed in the background. you straightened up after tying miles's shoes, your heart still racing, though not from his near fall. something felt off. a chill swept over you as you both paused, looking around. it was too quiet for a moment, the kind of silence that made you feel like the world was holding its breath.

"we need to get to the station," you said, glancing at miles. "now."

miles gave a quick nod, and the two of you started walking briskly, but something was wrong. in the distance, the sound of a struggle reached your ears - metal clashing against metal.

just as you rounded the corner, you saw someone. the terrifying figure, cloaked in shadows, was slashing through the street, attacking civilians. his heavy boots stomped on the ground, sending debris flying. you instinctively grabbed miles's arm, pulling him back into the shadows of the alleyway. "stay down," you whispered, but it was too late.

officer davis, miles’s father, along with a few reinforcements, rushed onto the scene, weapons drawn. but they were no match for the prowler’s brutal speed and strength. he moved like a ghost, disarming the officers with a flick of his wrist, sending one of them crashing into a nearby car.

“dad…”

you looked at miles, fear flickering across his face, and you could see the urge to rush in, to do something. but you couldn’t let him.

"miles, stay back," you said, gripping his arm harder. "he's dangerous." but miles didn’t listen. he was already darting forward, moving to help his father in panic, but you pulled him back. "no! you can’t-"

just then, the prowler noticed you, his eyes locking on you like a predator zeroing in on prey. without hesitation as he couldn’t hurt miles, he lunged toward you, his claws outstretched.

"y/n!" miles shouted, but it was too late. in a desperate attempt to protect him, you shoved miles out of the way, taking the blow instead. the prowler's claws ripped across your side, and you cried out, stumbling back, pain exploding through your body.

"no!" miles screamed, his voice thick with panic as he tried to rush toward you. his hands were shaking, his chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths. but before he could even reach you, there was a blur - spider-man - dropping from above, landing in a crouch between you and the prowler.

the air seemed to crackle with tension as jungwon’s voice cut through the chaos. “get away from her!” his tone was fierce, guttural, full of raw emotion. in one swift, powerful move, he collided with the prowler, sending the masked villain stumbling backward. the force of their collision echoed through the street, and for a moment, you felt a flicker of hope.

you stood there, dazed, blood seeping from the gash in your side. the pain was sharp, but you barely registered it as you watched the fight unfold before you. your breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, and the world seemed too quick around you. spider-man moved like lightning, a blur of motion as he and the prowler clashed, fists and claws meeting in a brutal exchange. the sound of their strikes was deafening, each blow like a crack of thunder.

the prowler was fast, but spider-man was faster, his movements precise, deliberate. he dodged the prowler’s strikes, retaliating with forceful, controlled blows. every punch he landed pushed the prowler back, but the villain was relentless. his rage was palpable, his eyes wild behind the mask, as if he fed off the fight. the two were like predators, locked in an unyielding struggle, but you could see the weariness in both of them as the fight dragged on. the prowler’s attacks grew more frenzied, while spider-man’s strikes began to slow, exhaustion creeping into his movements.

“this isn’t over,” the prowler hissed, his voice low and venomous, as he took a step back, glaring at him through the darkness. “no. this isn’t the end, there’s something bigger coming, and neither will the so-called heroes or you will be able to do anything about it.”

spider-man’s breathing was heavy, his body moving with a pained fluidity as he stood his ground. “you’re not going anywhere,” he growled, his voice tight with fury and frustration. his posture was steady, but even through his mask, you could see the exhaustion in his shoulders, in the way he clenched his fists. his eyes - there was something in them, a fierce protectiveness that made your heart twist, there was something so familiar about it.

the prowler’s eyes flicked to you for a moment, lingering on the blood that stained your shirt, the pain etched on your face. a cruel smile spread across his face as he chuckled low, the sound sending a chill down your spine. “you’re all weak,” he sneered, before vanishing into the shadows, his laugh echoing into the night.

silence fell for a moment, the chaos fading into the background, the adrenaline pumping through your veins slowly starting to wear off. your legs felt unsteady, and you almost collapsed right there, but spider-man was already moving toward you.

"you okay?" he asked, his voice soft but filled with an intensity you could hear even with the mask.

his hand hovered over your side, uncertain, but desperate to help. you could see the way his fingers trembled slightly as he reached out, like he was afraid to touch you too roughly, afraid of causing you more pain. his jaw was clenched, his expression taut, like he was blaming himself for not getting here sooner.

you winced, trying to stand tall, but the pain was sharp, burning through your side. “i’m fine,” you managed to say, though your voice was shaky, breath coming in uneven bursts. “i just... where’s officer davis? i need to get miles home.” you looked at the boy who was crying from guilt.

miles was still there, frozen in place, eyes glossy and horrified as he looked at you, at the blood, at the danger you’d just been in. his hands trembled as he stepped closer, his voice barely a whisper. “y/n, you’re hurt...”

“i’m alright, miles,” you said, though the words came out weaker than you intended. you swallowed, your throat dry. “we need to get you to your father... he’s probably really worried-”

before you could say anything else, he stepped closer. his eyes searched your face, his concern deep and genuine. his hand settled gently on your shoulder, his touch warm and grounding. the tenderness in his expression nearly broke you. "let me help," he murmured, his voice soft but filled with emotion. there was something in the way spider-man said it - something fragile in his tone, like he was terrified of losing you.

you looked up at him, his covered eyes burning, and for a moment, you let yourself fall into the comfort of his presence. you didn’t know why, but something in his voice - the rawness of it, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with the kind of worry that made your chest tighten. you glanced up at him, and even though you didn’t know why this masked hero seemed so familiar, the emotion in his eyes made something deep inside you be tranquil.

and the decision had been made. he had to get miles to his father, and then he’d figure out the rest with you.

“alright buddy, let’s get you to your dad,” spider-man said, his voice muffled beneath the mask. he was speaking to miles, but his eyes kept darting to you, like he couldn’t tear himself away. “go on,” he urged, his tone gentle but firm.

miles hesitated for a moment, still shaken. he wanted to say something - thank you, or maybe ask if you were going to be okay - but he was too scared to speak the words. his wide eyes kept flicking to you, to your injury, but the fear in his expression made it clear he was scared to show it.

spider-man placed a hand on miles's shoulder, pushing him forward toward the patrol car where officer davis had been trying to plan the next step. you watched as the boy started to run, his movements hesitant, but determined. he turned around just once, giving you a glance over his shoulder.

"y/n... you gonna be okay?" his voice cracked slightly, barely above a whisper.

“i’m fine, miles,” you whispered, your voice strained but calm. “go. your dad’s waiting.”

miles gave you one last, uncertain look before disappearing into the shadows. you could hear the faint chatting of the two in the distance, the low hum of your heartbeat. and then, you were left alone with spider-man.

there was an aching silence between you, but you could feel his eyes on you, the weight of his worry heavy in the air. he didn’t move immediately, like he was wrestling with something inside himself. the flicker of regret that danced in his posture.

“i’m sorry i didn’t get here sooner, i suck as a hero” he said, his voice tight, barely a whisper beneath his mask. “i should’ve-”

“hey, stop,” you interrupted softly, as he helped you walk so you could lean against a wall to rest. his body stiffened under your touch, his spider eyes locking with yours. the was something broken in the way the expression looked at you, like he was trying to carry the weight of your injury on his own shoulders. “you’re here now,” you said. “and this is the second time you’ve saved my life, i couldn’t be more thankful.”

he swallowed, nodding, but there was a lingering storm in his gaze, a quiet fury at himself for letting this happen. It wasn’t about you being hurt - it was about his own fear of losing you, of failing you when you needed him most. what would be of spider-man if he couldn’t even save the girl he was head over heels for, the girl he could give his own life for.

jungwon didn’t feel worthy of the suit.

“i- i need to get you to a hospital, now,” he said, his voice barely audible. he took a step toward you again, but his hand stayed hovering just inches from yours, like he wasn’t sure if he could touch you without causing more harm. the conflict was there, raw in his expression.

“no, it doesn’t hurt,” you said, the lie tasting bitter on your tongue. the pain in your side was growing sharper now, a relentless pulse with every breath, but you didn’t want him to see how bad it was. you didn’t want him to see how much pain you were in - how scared you felt. not when the friendly neighborhood spider-man was already blaming himself, just because you couldn’t get out of trouble. “i just... i need you to help me get home. please.”

his spider eyes softened at your words, and for a moment, you saw the relief flicker in his gaze. he leaned forward slightly, reaching out to gently place his hand on your waist, carefully avoiding the wound. his touch was tender but firm, like he was afraid you might fall apart if he wasn’t steady enough.

“i’m not leaving you like this,” he said quietly, his voice edged with determination. “not tonight, not ever, what kind of hero would i be?”

you met his gaze, feeling the weight of what had just happened pressing on both of you. you weren’t sure how much longer you could stand on your own, the pain in your side threatening to buckle your knees. but he was there, steady and strong, his arm wrapping around you to support your weight. you let yourself lean into him, your head resting on his shoulder for just a moment. “you’re my hero, and i’m sure half of the city could say the same.”

and that was all that you remembered, before the pain took over your body, and your eyes closed.

!

the soft hum of the hospital room was the first thing you became aware of when you woke up. your body ached, and the familiar throb from your side reminded you of the fight, the villain, and how spider-man had been there for second time, holding you together.

as you slowly opened your eyes, the blurry shapes of the sterile hospital room became clearer. the scent of antiseptic mixed with something fresher, more comforting, and you turned your head to see what it was.

a sunflower sat in a small vase on the bedside table, its bright yellow petals vibrant against the white of the hospital room. next to it were a pack of girl scout chocolate chip cookies, their familiar bright green box leaning against the vase. you smiled softly, even in your pain, knowing exactly who had brought those.

and then you spotted the small piece of paper, folded neatly beside the cookies. your heart tightened as you carefully picked it up and read.

hey, y/n,

i’m really sorry for what happened last night. i know it must’ve been scary, but i’m glad you’re okay. you’re strong, that’s why i look up to you and my uncle aaron.

thanks for watching out for me. i’ll see you soon. — miles

your fingers lingered on the paper for a moment, and you couldn't help but smile. miles had always been so thoughtful, even if he often felt like a burden with his reckless energy. you could almost hear his voice in your head as you read the note, his words full of sincerity.

before you could dwell on it too long, the door to your room creaked open, and you looked up to see your doctor walking in, a clipboard in hand. behind him, jungwon stepped in, his presence filling the doorway.

“good morning,” the doctor said, smiling kindly. “how are we feeling today?”

you shifted a little, testing your side. the pain was more manageable now, though still there, lingering beneath the surface. "i’m... better. a lot better," you murmured, smiling at the doctor, then glancing toward jungwon, who was watching you intently, his hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket.

jungwon’s eyes met yours, his expression softening when he saw that you were awake and speaking. he stepped closer, his concern still very much present. “hey,” he said quietly, his voice low. “how are you feeling? your parents called me this morning, i’m sorry i wasn’t there for you.”

you gave him a small smile, even though you could still feel the weight of the night before. “i’m okay,” you replied, trying to sound lighter than you felt. “don’t worry, there’s nothing we could’ve done about it.”

the doctor, sensing the moment, excused himself with a quiet, “i’ll check in on you again in a bit,” and slipped out of the room, leaving you and jungwon alone.

as soon as the door clicked shut, jungwon moved to sit in the chair beside your bed. his hand hesitated over the armrest before settling there, and he looked at you with something almost painfully vulnerable in his eyes. “i just-,” he said, his voice rough, as if he had replayed the moment over in his head a thousand times.

you shook your head slightly, meeting his gaze. “it’s okay, you didn’t know, the guy just came out of nowhere, but police was there, and spider-man was too,” you replied softly. “so i’m alright, it’s all that matters.”

but he didn’t seem convinced. he leaned forward slightly, his voice even quieter now. “you should’ve called me, i could’ve... i should’ve gotten there before the prowler hurt you-” he tried not to give into the idea of revealing himself.

you reached out, your hand resting over his, holding it lightly. “i can’t imagine what i would’ve done if you got hurt instead of me,” you said, your thumb brushing over the back of his hand. “but you’re here now.”

jungwon’s expression softened, and his gaze flickered to the sunflower and the note. he stayed quiet for a moment, his eyes thoughtful. “i thought you might like those for breakfast,” jungwon said quietly.

“good thing i’m really, really, really hungry,” you spoke, taking a cookie from the pack and biting into it. you could feel his eyes on you, but you didn’t say anything else for a moment, just savoring the familiar taste. “you want one?,” you offered.

“don’t worry about me, those are all yours,” he chuckled. “i knew you’d be hungry.”

you smiled, warmth spreading in your chest. “thank you, jungwon,” you whispered. “you’re my hero.”

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No Spoilers but Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse is incredible and awesome and everyone should go see it as soon as possible.

[ru-fiction]

In Another Life

Peter B. Parker x GN!Reader

A/N: The story has small mentions of death, divorce, grief, and a little jealousy. 'Y/N' is used a bit. This is my first attempt at writing something like this.

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Alright people let's do this one last time. My name is Peter B. Parker.

Peter places his Spiderman mask on his face before letting his body fall and catching himself with his web, gliding across the city.

I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the last twenty two years, I thought I was the one and only Spiderman.

Peter sits on the edge of a building with a coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

You see I saved the city.

Different instances of Spidey beating up different villains including Electro, Kraven and Juggernaut appear in a comic of his life.

Lifting or catching cars and buses.

Patrolling the city.

I fell in love.

Little moments of a younger Peter with his love, Y/N flashed in pages of the comic.

Their awkward moments of flirting with each other without trying to cross the line for fear of losing a good friendship.

The secret notes exchanged between classes as they walked past each other.

The middle school dance that they went to together.

The parties Y/N would invite Peter to only for the two to sneak off and have long conversations with the other until their respective family members called for them to come home.

Their first kiss and Y/N finally asking Peter out.

Y/N secretly finding out about Peter being Spiderman and waiting for him to tell them.

Peter finally telling Y/N and them stressing over his safety every night. Peter soothes their fears by video calling them as he swings across the city.

Peter making a huge deal out of his promposal and getting an excited yes in return.

The two graduating together and getting accepted into the same college.

The two moving into an apartment together and hosting weekly dinners with each other's families.

Peter smiles sadly at the memories.

I lost them....

One gruelling fight happened, a day that changed Peter's whole world. A friend of Peter's was corrupted by a symbiote. He tried to talk his friend down but he wouldn't listen.

Y/N and May ended up getting captured by him and Peter has to make a choice. He couldn't choose and Y/N paid the price.

Peter cried for days, he wouldn't eat, he couldn't sleep and if he did Y/N's face would appear reminding him of that night.

No one could console him and even though he was able to get his friend's mind back, a part of Peter could never forgive him for what happened to you.

I never truly got over it, my first love but I did try again.

An older version of Peter hanging upside down in his Spiderman costume kissing Mary Jane in an alley comes to mind.

I got married.

Y/N's family showed up to support him which he was happy about. Their guardian had given him a small smile as he placed the wedding band upon Mary Jane's finger. In the crowd he could have sworn he saw Y/N giving him a nod of approval. He wanted to cry.

Saved the city some more. Maybe too much.

Spider-Man fights off a few small criminals every night sometimes coming home later and later.

He'd come home to a cold dinner or his wife being asleep, sometimes he'd miss her altogether.

My Marriage got tested. I made some dicey money choices.

Peter invested money in crypto scams and a failed business much to the annoyance of Mary Jane and his wallet.

Fifteen years passed and during that time Peter broke his back, got hit in the face with a drone, buried his Aunt May next to his Uncle Ben and his deceased lover, divorced Mary Jane because he wasn't quite ready to completely move on from his past love and moved into a small, crappy apartment.

He would say he handled it like a champ but...

Peter would sit in the tub with the shower running and just cry his little heart out. He felt like he lost just about all the good things that he had.

Some days he would just lie in bed and stay there day in, day out because he couldn't find the motivation to do anything else.

Some days he'd hug a picture of Y/N and Him, other days he would mourn the loss of his marriage and some days he'd wish he had Aunt May there to help him. But every now and then he'd feel a presence near him like something was trying to console him.

Soon he started to binge eat to help the pain and sometimes he would go and visit his family wishing they were with him.

There were days where he would just take all his anger and frustrations out on petty thugs then there were days where he wanted nothing more than to hide himself away from the world.

Some days he would call Mary Jane but stop himself after the first few rings.

I'm pretty sure I broke her heart.

One day Peter was laying in his bed and eating a pizza when a purple and black wormhole appeared on his ceiling. Peter stands up, alert. Watching as the wormhole grows.

The next thing he knew his body was starting to glitch and the items in the room began to float. He tried to save himself but his web snapped as he was pulled into a portal leading to who knows where.

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Elsewhere...

You sat down at a seedy bar with your head leaning on one hand and the other absentmindedly being used to stir a straw in your drink. You were dressed in a long sleeve red shirt and black jeans.

Next to you sat a couple who literally couldn't keep their hands off of each other. The couple being your blonde haired, blue eyed friend, Peter Parker and his redheaded wife, Mary Jane.

The two were celebrating their anniversary and had invited all their friends to come along and though You didn't want to come, one look into Peter's pleading eyes and you just couldn't say no.

After a while of being there everyone in the group had split up after realizing the couple was super into each other today. At the moment You was on your fourth drink, bitterly watching as the couple flirted with each other.

You couldn't figure out why Peter had wanted you to come so badly, if he was just gonna be all over MJ the whole time. It frustrated You to know that it wasn't that long ago that you were in MJ's place. That You were his and he was yours. Hell the only reason you guys broke up was because Peter wanted marriage and You didn't at least not at first but it was too late and now it felt like Peter was constantly throwing his new relationship in your face even if he wasn't doing it intentionally.

"Hey, Y/N!"

You blink finally coming out of the space you were in, the blonde smiles at them as he pulls MJ close to him and motions to the door.

"We're headed home. You need a ride?"

You shakes your head at his offer.

"I'm okay. I'll walk."

You turned to leave only to be stopped by a hand softly grasping your arm, You turn to face the couple with a sigh.

"You know I don't feel comfortable with you walking home alone."

Peter gives you a look of worry.

"At least let me walk you home."

"I'm fine."

"Y/N it's really dangerous out there just let me walk you home."

"Peter, Stop. I'm good."

Peter starts to hand MJ the keys to their home and places a small kiss upon her lips then turns to you with a smile, one that hurts to look at.

"It's nothing really. Your house isn't far from here."

You let out an annoyed groan before giving Peter a stern look.

"Maybe worry about getting your wife home safely than me. I can take care of myself, I was fine before you and I'll be fine without you."

Peter and Mary Jane looked at you with shock. You were even surprised by the words you said.

"Look, I just need some space."

You began to walk away needing to get away from them leaving Peter confused and MJ red faced with anger.

The walk to the house was a quiet and lonely one but You weren't so much as messed with. So that was good. You unlocked the door to your home before throwing the keys on one of the counters and locking the door. You let out a huge sigh and slid down the door, stuffing your face against your knees, taking a moment to sit in silence.

About two hours later your phone started to ring a familiar theme played out and a picture of Peter covered the screen. It rang for a while with you just watching the call end before Peter calls again. You let out another sigh and answer.

"Yes, Parker?"

He lets out a displeased sound at your use of his last name.

"Hey, where are you?"

Your brows furrowed at the sternness in his voice.

"At home."

"Why? We're supposed to be looking for King Pin right now.."

You sigh leaning your head back against the door. There was a moment of silence before Peter speaks again.

"I'm headed to this location. You better be there."

You phone chimes with a message and you hear a small sigh on the phone.

"Please. I need you."

You stood up and walked towards your room. You opened up your closet and pulled out the costume Peter made for you when you agreed to be his sidekick.

It was a skin tight white spandex suit with a red v necked vest, there were black straps around your arms and left thigh and to finish the look you added a pair of white fingerless gloves and black boots. You grabbed your laptop, a pair of binoculars and your trusty baseball bat before heading out the door.

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The eyes on Peter's masks widened at the sight of you walking through the subway. He springs to his feet and moves to meet you in the middle.

"I didn't think you'd come."

There was a nervous tremble in his voice. You nervously tap the side of your laptop while staring at one of the walls but soon you turn your gaze towards him.

"What did you need me to do Parker?"

Peter lets out a frustrated groan as the two of you make your way deep into the subway.

"Stop doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Saying my name like that."

You knew that Peter could tell something was off. Other than the fact that you blew up on him, you've been being distant for weeks now.

"That's literally your name."

You smiled slightly at his little pout.

"Yeah but you only call me by my last name whenever you are mad at me."

There was a moment of silence between the two of you before Peter asked with a shaky voice.

"Are you mad at me? Have I done something to upset you or make you uncomfortable at all?"

You sigh for like the millionth time today and just give him a look of defeat.

"Now is not the time or place. Can we get this over with so we can go home and be done with today? Please."

With that said the two of you continue to make your way to your destination. The two of you found a section that was a little far off where you could put your computer.

"Okay. I've upgraded my software so that my computer can update us on their whereabouts."

You type a way at your computer, not noticing Peter nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"About that. I need you to be lookout on this mission."

You turned to face him with a raised eyebrow, your arms crossing in front of your body.

"You better be kidding."

"I can't risk you getting hurt."

Your eyes darkened at his statement. How could he risk his life time and time again and expect you to just sit there and watch it happen?

"I'm not doing this today Peter. This is King Pin we're talking about."

"Exactly why I need you to stay here."

You jam your finger into his chest, anger flaring in your eyes.

"You've got to be out of your goddamn mind if you think I'm gonna let you risk your life alone."

Peter meets your glare with one of his own.

"Why? Why do you feel the need to fight with me on this?"

He makes a big gesture between the both of you.

"Because I lo-"

You let out a small breath both to stop yourself from finishing your sentence and also go calm yourself down.

"Because you're my friend. I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Fine, you win."

You were surprised that he gave up that quickly, Peter was usually stubborn. It honestly made you kind of suspicious of him. This was entirely too easy. But you shrugged it off and turned to grab your bat only for your feet to get trapped under thick web. You turned your head in Peter's direction to find him slowly backing away.

"I am so sorry. I know I told you to come but I can't risk you getting hurt.''

Your eyes filled with anger again as he turned to run off.

"Parker."

"I'll make it up to you."

-

After an hour of peeling the web from your feet, you ran to the facility that you and Peter had been tracking for weeks now.

There you found a teenage boy falling from a great height. You started to freak out trying to run to catch him but luckily Spiderman also noticed the kid and headed in his direction. He ended up grabbing the kid by his jacket and swinging him to safety. You let out a sigh of relief and stealthily made your way to where they were keeping a close eye on the goblin.

You climbed up the railing without Spiderman noticing. He swings away when you finally make your way to the top, standing behind the awestruck teen.

"He's amazing, right?"

"Yeah."

The kid jumps away after he realizes someone was behind him. You chuckle at his reaction.

"Relax. I'm with him."

You point at Spiderman and the kid instantly calms his nerves. That all goes away when a villain known as the Prowler comes out of nowhere and starts to fight Spiderman.

You didn't have any special powers so all you could was silently freak out from the sidelines as the kid pulled out his phone to record the encounter. You tap on your communicator when you notice something from the corner of your eye.

"Spiderman, Watch out!"

"Y/N?"

Right as Spiderman was about to fight back, out came the goblin catching him under his foot and licks him.

The two of you duck behind a canister and tap on your communicator again.

"Hey, are you okay?"

'Yeah, Yeah. Everything is fine.''

You give the canister a frustrated look at his obvious lie. All of a sudden the room starts to glow in a bright light. And Spiderman yells out trying to reason with the villains.

Soon a beam shoots out in the middle of the room. A big thing of rubble hits the surface that you and the kid were on causing you two to fall but the two of you were quick to catch yourselves on the railing. The next thing you knew the goblin was pushing Spiderman's face into the beam.

Then the whole thing exploded. The two of you somehow made it to the ground safety and you started to pull the kid to the exit.

"Wait! What about Spiderman?"

"I will come back for him. I need to get you out of here.''

-

"Peter!!"

You ran back in the direction you last saw him after making sure King Pin and gang was gone.

"Peter!!"

You started to get worried when you didn't get a response.

"Peter I swear if you're messing with me I'm gon-"

You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw him leaning against a rock all bloodied and bruised. You felt like your body was moving in slow motion as you ran towards his.

You fell to your knees and pulled his body against yours. His heart was beating slowly and his breath was ragged. You moved your eyes up to his face to find him smiling back at you with droopy eyes.

"Hey."

He whispered softly to you his hand moving to wipe the tears that were forming in your eyes.

"Don't cry. Please don't cry."

He could tell that you were tearing yourself up, there was a look of guilt in your eyes and your bottom lip started to quiver.

You shook your head and wrapped one of his arms around your neck and you placed one of yours around his waist getting ready to lift him.

"It's okay. Everything is okay. I'm gonna get you through this, we'll get you to a hospital and everything will be fine."

You were saying it more to convince yourself. Peter already knew he wasn't going to make it, he had made peace with it the moment you found him.

"Y/N, stop."

"It's fine. I-I'll call the ambulance and t-they'll meet us o-outside."

You go to stand up but Peter leans on you with so much wait that it pulls you down again. He pulls you into a hug staining your clothes with his blood. Though it hurt him, he wanted to feel you one last time. He started to rub the back of your head as your tears wet his suit.

"Look out for May and MJ for me okay."

You nod into his shoulder and your sniffles fill the air.

"Watch out for the kid. He's going to need the help."

You nod your head again pulling away so that you could look into his blue eyes one last time.

"Of course."

Peter moves to grab your cheeks, softly rubbing his thumbs over them.

"One more thing."

There was a look in Peter's eyes, one that you've seen plenty of times before. A look that he gave you when he had one thing to say.

"Don't. I can't take it if you say what I think you're about to say."

Peter pulls you closer so that your foreheads meet and places something into your hands.

"I love you."

Your lip trembled again, his heart was starting to slow to a stop.

"I never stopped loving you."

That was his last words before he went limp in your arms. Leaving you a crying mess.

A little while later you take the kid home and then make your way towards the Parkers' house. You give the door two knocks before MJ opens it. She frowns at your presence and a glare forms on her face but it quickly drops when she sees your expression. You gave her the Spiderman mask with a trembling hand and she quickly pulls you into the house where the two of you just sat on the couch and held each other.

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[sh-tposter2021]

Pav Headcanon:

He really likes yo-yo’s so everyone gets him some as gifts

Hobie will steal some cheap ones from stores or make them himself with any leftover scraps he has lying around

Miles would buy him some but paint things over them (flowers, spiderman imagery, images inspired by Indian culture, graffiti, ect.)

Gwen would get him pastel colored/watercolor yo-yo’s or if she can she’ll buy bracelets (like the ones he has in the movie) for him to use as yo-yo’s

Gayatri definitely buys him some fancy custom yo-yo’s with pictures of the both of them on there.

Lyla made sure that he got ‘special edition’ SpiderMan 2099 and Lyla yo-yo’s

Noir gives him metallic black and white yo-yo’s

The yo-yo’s SpiderHam gives to him make whacky cartoon sound effects whenever the yo-yo is released

The yo-yo’s Peni gives to him are very bright in color and have a panel that when moves changes the image on it.

Peter B would get some for him, but they either got left out or Mayday found them since they have tiny bite marks all over them (Pav cherishes them anyways)

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Let me know if you guys would like anymore HC’s. Asks and requests are always open!

[fandomnerd9602]

Peni parker (ATSV version) x male reader, playing fortnite together. While Peni parker gives good call outs.

Peni: let’s land in the Reels Ridge!

Y/N: but that’s so far away

Spider Ham: yeah

Noir: how do I operate this odd controller device you guys gave me?

Peni: honey it gives us tactical advantage!

Y/N: everyone land at the Ridge!

[hydranomago]

Summary:

Pavitr blows his fringe out of his eyes, only for it to flop down again. Great, even his usually perfect hair was being recalcitrant. “Can you stop messing around for just five minutes–”

Hobie kneed him in the stomach; but the punk was the one who ended up grunting in pain. “You’re a terminator, innit? Bloody abs of steel you’ve got there.” He wriggles upwards in another vain attempt to free himself.

Pavitr finally confronts Hobie about the vague definitions of the relationship.

Stan the Spider family for putting up with these two constantly.

[darkphoenix180]

If you voted yes please tell me what you thought of it on the comments. I'd also like to know who your favorite Spider-Man/Woman is and if you have a favorite line or scene from the movie.

P.S. anything in parentheses is just a joke lol.

[iampure-shippingtrash]

the image:

[badgerwithagun]

There's something I realised about the spiderverse movies.

In the first one, only two of the variants brought to Miles's universe are other versions of Peter Parker (I don't know if Peter Porker counts). How would his DNA bring them there? Because it wasn't HIS DNA that brought them, it was the spiders. The thing that connects them all.

I don't think I've ever seen a Spiderman movie where the actual spider is important beyond just giving the guy powers. We didn't even get to meet Tom Holland's spider

Also here's a prompt about Miguel O'Hara getting angry at Y/N for doing multiverse stuff and then kissing them, I'm sorry for the lies, I'm starved for attention on her, one of my most liked posts isn't even that good, I DON'T CARE THAT NIGHTWINGS MIGHT HAVE FIRE SCALES, I AM SO MUCH BETTER THAN THIS-

[the-atlas-sister]

If other please let me know

[materialgworlas]

The Fight- Spider verse cast x Reader

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[junsei-draws-rotasu]

Sometimes, you just need a break from the internet. And sign of that would be reading a Human x Pig fanfic.. with a decent plot to question sanity