#spiderman michael kaiser

[ffleurist]

heartstrings and webs ft.

MICHAEL KAISER X FEM! READER SMAU

you weren’t planning on falling in love, but what happens when both Spider-Man and Michael Kaiser swing into your heart? now you’re left torn, caught between the two— Spider-Man or Michael Kaiser?

creds banner from pinterest , divider from @/strangergraphics !

lily ❦⋆ : dedicated to @mixolya °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ for motivating me to complete this. ilyplsenjoy! 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

not spoiler-free ! [ some manga spoilers ]

fluff / angst / mentions of blood and violence.

( using fem pronouns as it’s easier for me however feel free to imagine others )

status: completed 10-03-25

𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱,

act 1 volume l

🕸️ 001 . hottie! underneath the mask

🕸️ 002 . please? no, MICHAEL KAISER!

🕸️ 003 . echoes! of the game

🕸️ 004 . fateful encounters

🕸️ 005 . caught! between the line

🕸️ 006 . between truths and lies

🕸️ 007 . shattered perceptions

🕸️ 008 . on the edge

🕸️ 009 . accidentally going viral over MICHAEL KAISER!

🕸️ 010 . groupchat meltdown

🕸️ 011 . rin itoshi

🕸️ 012 .the space between us

🕸️ 013 . the silent touch

🕸️ 014 . unexpected matches

🕸️ 015 . lines we crossed

act 2 volume ll

🕸️ 016 . between two worlds

🕸️ 017 . threads of comfort

🕸️ 018 . silent longing

🕸️ 019 . lights and shadows

🕸️ 020 . lost in translation

🕸️ 021 . echoes in the dark

🕸️ 022 . beneath the night sky

🕸️ 023 . through the flames

🕸️ 024 . lingering traces

🕸️ 025 . you won’t love the real me

act 3 volume lll

🕸️ 026 . the man beneath the mask

🕸️ 027 . the goblin’s game

🕸️ 028 . when the hero falls

🕸️ 029 . a delicate balance

🕸️ 030 . in the shadow of betrayal

🕸️ 031 . in your orbit

🕸️ 032 . through the looking glass

🕸️ 033 . fragments of us

🕸️ 034 . the life we never lived.

𝔣𝔦𝔫.

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[soyboyrae]

bllk (michael) scribbles ep V

ABSOLUTE FLOP day for art but i wanted to post it anyways cuz i am in love with the michael spiderman idea and his suit (designed by bunnyluvrrr on tiktok) and to get across that not all art is gonna look good. every good drawing sits on the corpses of twenty ugly ones

but idek what is going on in terms of lines in these. and you know thats bad. because i drew it

i hate all of these... MAJOR YIKES no pencil sketch and only pen makes it worse INCLUDING the fact that this is the most difficult face angle for me to draw... so im very soz for my incessant use of the sticky notes LOL

also uploading this as a reminder for me to redraw it later and hopefully get out of this stinky rut i have slipped and tripped into. i will climb these slimy cobblestone walls to once again relish and bathe in the streams of warmth the sun hands to us

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[chateaaa]

☆ What dating the blue lock characters feels like

Dating Rin Itoshi includes watching horror movies at 3 am, cuddling together when it's raining, sharing headphones in the bus, having a picture of you in his wallet, giving you his sweater when you're cold, literally keeps anything you give him, cooking for you when your tired, takes candid pictures of you, glares at the boys who is too close when you talk, just because flowers

Dating Reo Mikage includes going on fancy restaurant dates, him paying everything, a poloroid picture of you on the back of his phone, showing you off to his parents, opening the door for you, always giving you flowers, always buying you extravagant gifts, beach dates, buying you a big teddy bear on your birthday, giving you a promise ring

Dating Isagi Yoichi includes holding hands after school, always blushing when you make eye contact, matching keychain in school bag, keeping a picture of you in the back of his school id, going on photobooth dates, giving you tulips and chocolates during valentines day, slow dancing, cuddling together and then oversleeping

Dating Michael Kaiser includes you being his wallpaper, always wearing a necklace with your initials, carrying you like it's nothing, kissing you on top of a counter, hugging you from behind, leaving bite marks on your neck, giving you blue roses, lets you wear anything you want and will literally fight the boys who talks to you, kissing your hands, holding your thighs when driving

Dating Chigiri Hyoma includes helping you in skin care, talking about gossips, watching fashion shows together, you helping him take care of his injured leg, your username being his bio in twitter and instagram, only letting you touch his hair, buys your favorite drink after a long day, library dates, helping you build your outfits, complimenting you in literally everything you wear

Dating Kunigami Rensuke includes hugging you from behind, calling you my love, being passionate about things you like, going on museum dates, having pads and chocolate on hand when you have your period, having a period tracking app to know when you have your period, always carrying an extra ponytail incase you need it, baking desserts

Dating Nagi Seishiro includes calling on discord, matching profile pictures on games, movie dates at home, kisses on the neck, carrying you effortlessly, kissing you to shut you up during an argument, watching anime series together, building a blanket fortress, matching spiderman bracelets, building legos together, arcade dates

Dating Bachira Meguru includes sending memes, sending tiktok videos, doing tiktok dances, going on painting dates, matching frog rings, drawing the both of you and making it his wallpaper, always listening when your ranting about your day, would wear those tshirts that goes like "my girlfriend is better than you", always sharing your food and drink with him :3

Dating Kurona Ranze includes aquarium dates!!, taking care of a shark plushie and calling them our child, letting you style his hair in different hairstyles, making a playlist for you, going to the park at 3 am and pushing you in the swing, fast responses, pecking your lips, saying sorry FIRST during an argument (even if it was your fault)

changed my layout (?) idk it feels kinda plain, anw hope you all like it!!!

i might make part 2 lol

[ryescapades-archived]

★┊[ blue lock ] .ᐟ

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— ୨୧₊˚ VARIOUS

angel baby | pt.2 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 bllk boys as booktok scenes <3 3:05 am (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 late night ice cream cravings a minute on your lips (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI RIN

silent 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 maybe you being there for him is already enough <3 always 𓂃 hurt/comfort 𓂃 still loving him no matter how bad it gets 10:17 pm 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 after-party drabble <3 valentine's 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 looks like your crush on him is not so one-sided after all <3 valorant gamer bf hcs 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 rin as your gamer boyfriend college crush 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 how you get together with rin + bf hcs <3 cookies 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 baking with rin 11:55 am 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 grumpy cat bf in the morning <3 she's been dancing with the devil all night 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 ghostface!rin <3 pro athlete au 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 rin with jealous!reader you know other men? 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 jealous biker bf!rin <3 spiderverse au! 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 spiderman!rin <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI SAE

fiance 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 sae as your fiance <3 sandy beaches and sinful bliss 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 you and sae at the beach house

— ୨୧₊˚ NAGI SEISHIRO

subtle 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 nagi's way of showing that he cares

— ୨୧₊˚ MICHAEL KAISER

a secret third thing, maybe 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 your brother's best friend your lips my lips, apocalypse 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ KARASU TABITO

you’re so gorgeous i can’t say anything to your face 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 karasu and his shy!gf

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[melodiclune]

Okay, 3-5 of each category for fav media! FUCK THIS IS STILL HARD I'M SCREAMINGGGGGGGGG

Artistry: 1. Most Makoto Shinkai movies (not my cup of tea story wise since they get repetitive really quick, but Kimi No Na Wa still remains one of those movies that leaves me breathless because of how beautiful it is.) 2. Spiderman: Into The Spideverse AND Across The Spiderverse. ABSOLUTE BRILLIANCE IN REVOLUTIONARY ANIMATION AND ART. Never gets old. Gorgeous stuff. 3. Blue Lock. The art is just unbeatable. So much good perspective, character designs are endearing if not stand out (save for Michael Kaiser, still one of the best character designs I've seen in recent time), AMAZING detail work, and the expressions. Ough. I love it very much. 4. Alien Stage. Gorgeous music, gorgeous art, pretty animation. I am immediately sucked in. I just can't help it 😭😭😭😭 Nothing hits the spot like a well tailored piece of art that actually qualifies as a piece of art. 5. Violet Evergarden. This should also go in the Emotional Impact section but I put it here because I personally started it because of the art and not because of the emotion, even if I ended up staying for it. SO SO SO PRETTY!!! OUGH. KyoAni in general are just a brilliant studio. I loooooove it. 6. Most Studio Ghibli Movies. Fun stories AND great art? Sign me tf up. 7. Now. Hear me out. Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2. I JUST-- I COULDN'T GET ENOUGH, OKAY?! The animation, the cinematography, the ANIMATION, the colours, the parallels and the contrasts and just. OUGH. The whole flashback sequence with Gojo and Geto, and then the SUKUNA VS JOGO FIGHT. AGH. Worth watching that pain just for those scenes. Mmmmmm I could go on and on. ALSO THE CHOSO FIGHT?!?! AAAAAAAAA-- Ahem. 8. HYOUKA BUT I'LL MENTION THAT IN EMOTIONAL IMPACT RATHER THAN HERE Moving On. Emotional Impact (Personal): 1. Persona 5 Royal. Do I even need to explain why? Tack on marigolds to this as well because obviously. 2. Hyouka / Yugami Kun Ni Wa Tomodachi Ga Inai / Ping Pong: The Animation : I state all of these under the same category of "the simple things that make life worth living just a little bit more. that mundane or average things can make life beautiful still". I won't spoil it, I think all of these are worth the time by themselves, but you should definitely give it a try. Yugami Kun is a manga and the other two have animes. 3. Persona 3. Memento Mori, Memento Vivere. Remember that you will die, but remember to live. 4. FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST BROTHERHOOD BUT I'LL MENTION THAT UNDER THEMES AND IDEALS 5. Mob Psycho 100. I CAN'T TELL YOU ENOUGH ABOUT THIS ANIME. IT'S SO SO SO SO SO GOOD. WATCH IT. Emotional Impact (Themes and Ideals): 1. Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. Well written female characters? With amazing plot? And meaningful relationships between characteristics? With great music and impeccable vibes as well as comedy? WRITTEN BY A FEMALE AUTHOR? Sign me the fuck up. It's unbeatable. By far one of my favourite anime ever. 2. Haikyuu. I don't need to explain this one to you. 3. Persona 3 deserves a mention here too. It just hits you right in the soul, man. Persona 5 and Persona 4 can be added here too. 4. Attack On Titan. I know the ending is controversial, as is a lot of other things in the anime, but it was one of the more serious ones I watched and it gave me a loooot of food for thought and developed some critical thinking. I'd watch it just for the animation as well tbh because Season 3 was unbelievable. Midnight Sun is still one of my favourite anime episodes in history. Honourable Mentions: 1. Yuri!! On Ice 2. Spy x Family 3. Vinland Saga 4. One Piece 5. Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint 6. Death Note (yes I know, but it has some interesting themes.) 7. Bungou Stray Dogs (YES I KNOW, but it has some interesting themes. if you ignore season 5's insanity. Stormbringer still has my heart.)

Top 5 media pieces of all times?

Top 5 songs of all time/that you're vibing to these days? (Which ever you want to answer)

Top 5 quotes that'll always stay with you?

Okay. Let's go!

WTF TOP 5 MEDIA OF ALL TIME IS IMPOSSIBLEEEEEEEEE I can't do that 😭😭😭😭 It depends so much, Nami. On an emotional level? Artistic level? Story quality level? YOU'VE GOTTA CLARIFY

Top 5 songs I'm vibing to these days

Night Dancer -- imase

Counting Back to 1 -- Beautiful Small Machines

浴槽とネオンテトラ but the cover version by dongdang

Colour Your Night -- Persona 3 Reload Original Soundtrack

Hikoutei -- King Gnu

Top 5 quotes that will always stay with you.

Bear with me, this is a little long. There's some classics like "Memento Mori, Memento Vivere" that are good. But the truth is, I'm not a big quotes person. I think the ones that really hit are always a little more personal than generic stuff like "time is money" or whatever. With that said, here's some quotes that have always hit me right in the heart.

"Akechi-kun, no matter what you saw yesterday, no matter what anyone tells you, if you want to change, you can. One of the greatest beauties of humanity is their capacity for change."

“Aren’t we limited by what we think impossible?”

3. “You’re wrong about one thing,” Fusa replies. “Your anger is alright, Akechi. Just let yourself feel it. If it’s not hurting anyone, it’s an emotion like any other. It’s valid. It’s natural to feel angry when someone has done wrong to you, or someone you care about.” 4. Grasp everything, he imagines her saying, as their voices were never strong when they weren’t in the Metaverse. For yourself, for others. Those who never dare to take fail at the first step in all opportunities. You know this.

5. Although their mother's circumstances were wildly different, what had Rei Sakamoto said to Ryuji? Ah. ‘What I choose to do is never your fault.’

Yes all the quotes are from marigolds.

[bread4innie]

𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚎

. * ﾟ. ｡ mj | '04 liner | istp | taurus | mother to 10 cats ｡ .ﾟ * . my favorite colors are black and light pink (as of rn)

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simp list - geto, nanami, choso, higuruma (jjk), ace (op), kaiser (bllk), mitsuya, kakucho (tokyo revengers), alhaitham, kaveh, thoma, beidou, neuvillette, wriothesley (genshin impact), simon "ghost" riley, könig (cod), corpse (singer/youtuber), beomgyu (txt) literally all of stray kids, jimin, taehyung (bts)

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tv shows/movies

aot, bleach, blue lock, chainsaw man, criminal minds, demon slayer, derry girls, fruits basket, jjba, jujutsu kaisen, labyrinth, mha, one piece, studio ghibli, tokyo revengers, yellowjackets

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music (not everything)

abba, ashnikko, ateez, billie eilish, blackpink, bts, conan gray, corpse, david bowie, fall out boy, fleetwood mac, (G)I-DLE, glee cast (slaps), labrinth, lady gaga, le sserafim, megan thee stallion, paramore, queen, rihanna, rob zombie, stevie nicks, stray kids, sza, txt

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youtubers

buzzfeed unsolved, corpse, crankgameplays garrett watts, jacksepticeye, kendall rae, markiplier

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other/misc

manga attack on titan, blue lock ⚽, chainsaw man ⛓️🪚🧍🏻 demon slayer, fruits basket, jojo's bizarre adventure jujutsu kaisen, my hero academia one piece, tokyo revengers

obey me! shall we date/obey me! nightbringer, genshin impact, cod

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[ffleurist]

🕸️ 013 . the silent touch

synopsis when the star football player Michael Kaiser shows up at your window injured, you tend to his wounds and uncover a deeper side to him. as secrets unfold and emotions rise, you find yourself questioning your growing feelings for him. wc 1.8k

as you skimmed through your textbook for the calculus exam you were struggling with, doubts swirled in your mind. you couldn’t shake the unease about inviting a stranger into your house. your study lamp was the only source of light in the dim room.

your thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the window.

you glanced over and saw a silhouette of a man outside. hesitant at first, you received a text “i’m here.” it was from kaiser. as soon as you opened the window, a gust of wind rushed in, followed by the sight of a shivering Michael Kaiser.

"did you really climb up a 15-story apartment? you could’ve just come through the front door."

you stepped aside, letting him in as he walked around your room, inspecting your bedroom. “nice room.”

“yeah, it’s nothing special, though.”

his gaze fell on your study table, where papers were scattered everywhere. “oh, what’s this? calculus? you’re struggling with this?” he hid a smirk behind his smile.

“hey! this is the only chapter i need help with, and my exam is soon”

as he stepped closer to the light, his face was illuminated, and for the first time today, you saw his features clearly.

“what’s that on your face?”

his eyes met yours, but before he could respond, you stepped closer, brushing your fingers over his cheek. you felt the cut and bruise.

he quickly pulled away, looking down, hiding behind his hoodie. “it’s nothing. just a cut from football.”

“no, it’s not nothing,” you insisted. “let me help you. i’ll go get it the first aid outside.”

as you carefully tended to his wounds, you couldn’t ignore how close his face was to yours. just as you were finishing up, he winced, and a rush of sympathy just hit you. this bruise seemed to cut deeper than just the surface.

“you know, normal people use the door,” you said, attempting to ease the awkward tension hanging in the air.

“yeah, but then i wouldn’t get to see that look on your face. totally worth it,” he replied with a faint grin.

you opened your mouth to respond but decided against it, letting the words hang in the silence. his eyes, however, never left yours.

“i know what you want to ask,” he said, breaking the quiet.

“what?” you asked, your voice softer than you intended.

“you want to know where i got all these bruises,” he said, his tone unreadable.

“i mean, yeah but if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine”

“just a rough game, tackles hit harder sometimes. it’s not a big deal.” he shrugs

“you’ve got bruises everywhere, and a broken rib the other day and i’m supposed to believe this is just soccer? what soccer have you been playing?”

he leans back slightly, smirking, “why are you so worked up over this? maybe i should get injured more often then?”

you shot him a look. “don’t even joke about that. do you think i want to keep patching you up every time you get yourself hurt?”

“i didn’t ask you to but maybe you secretly like it”

"yeah sure, i just watching you wince in pain," you teased, smacking his bicep lightly. but the way he flinched made you pause.

your brow furrowed. "wait are you hurt somewhere else?"

"no" he said quickly, but the way his hand instinctively clutched his arm betrayed him.

you shot him a pointed look, and he sighed in defeat. "fine."

slowly, he pulled off his hoodie, revealing a nasty injury on his arm. you breath hitched as you took in the sight—though it wasn’t just the wound that caught your attention.

this was your first time seeing his tattoo up close. the intricate blue rose tattoo on his arm was impossible to ignore, the way it seemed to almost bloom under the light. as you gently cleaned the wound, your fingers brushed against his skin, and your eyes lingered a second too long.

"cool, right?" his voice was softer now, almost playful.

you glanced up at him. "yeah but why a blue rose?"

he hesitated, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "honestly? i don’t really know. i got it after i started playing football. it just felt right."

there was something unspoken in his words, something that made your heart beat a little faster. but before you could press further, a loud knock echoed through the house, snapping the moment like a twig underfoot.

“oh no that’s my dad! you have to hide! and don’t leave this room”

he raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by your sudden panic. “your dad? is he one of those ‘clean my shotgun while i meet your friends type?”

you glared at him, shoving him toward your closet. “don’t test it. now go!”

“fine, fine relax schatz.” he scrambled to his feet, wincing slightly as he moved. “but if he asks, i came through the door like a normal person.” surrendering his hands in the air.

“just hide!” you hissed, practically shoving him inside. he ducked into the cramped space, grumbling under his breath about how tight it was.

the knock sounded again, louder this time. taking a deep breath, you smoothed your hair and rushed to open the door.

your dad stood there, holding a set of car keys. “hey, i left my keys at home and just wanted to let you know i’m heading out to work again. need anything when i come home?”

you forced a smile, trying to steady your heartbeat. “nope, i’m good! thanks.”

he frowned slightly, eyes narrowing as he glanced past you into your room. “are you okay? you seem... jumpy.”

“nope, not at all. actually, i was just doing yoga” you leaned casually against the doorframe, praying he wouldn’t notice the slightly ajar closet door.

“in the dark?” he asked calmly but still suspicious.

“yeah it’s just a girls thing hehe”

after a long moment, he shrugged. “alright. i’ll be back tomorrow morning, love you.”

as soon as the door closed behind him, you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. turning back to the closet, you yanked the door open.

“coast is clear”

he was sitting on the floor of your closet, holding one of your old basketball trophies. “didn’t know you played. pretty impressive.”

you grabbed the trophy from him, trying to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks. “just a past time hobby.”

you sat beside him despite the small space, the silence between you heavy but not unwelcome. for a moment, it was just the two of you, the closeness offering a strange sort of comfort.

“you have a nice dad,” he said softly, breaking the quiet.

“thank you,” you replied, glancing at him. “he works really hard, and i try my best to make him proud.”

he hummed in acknowledgment, leaning his head back against the wall. his gaze seemed far away, as if the room had disappeared around him. “my dad used to beat me up for every little thing i did, especially when we didn’t have any food.”

he words hit like a brick, cutting through the air with quiet devastation. your breath caught, and you turned to him, studying the way his expression stayed oddly calm, like he’d come to terms with it long ago or maybe just buried it deep.

“that’s awful i’m so sorry,” you whispered, unsure if anything you said could even begin to be enough.

je shrugged, offering a faint, bitter smile. “it was what it was. i guess some people aren’t meant to be dads.”

you hesitated, the weight of his words sinking into you. “but you turned out different. you’re not like him.”

he finally looked at you, his eyes softer now, as if your words had reached a part of him he didn’t let people see. “i try” he murmured, his voice almost inaudible.

“your calculus, let me help you with it” he whispered.

you blinked at the sudden shift in conversation, confusion written all over your face. “my calculus? are you seriously using my math homework as a distraction right now?”

“yeah as a reward for patching me up, i’ll help you. you can’t say no because i’m not leaving here until you understand derivatives.”

he sat up, and walked over to your the notes you spread out on the table.

in the past hour he has taught you, you catch yourself watching him more than your notes. the way his brows furrow in concentration, the way his voice softens when he's explaining something challenging.

"see? it’s not that hard," he says, leaning back and grinning.

shaking your head. "yeah, easy for you to say. you ace everything without trying."

"that’s not true," he counters, his tone lighter now. "i’ve got a lot going on, just like you."

you hesitate, noticing the way his grin fades slightly as he speaks. for a brief moment, his vulnerability peeks through again, and it stirs something unfamiliar in your chest.

"you know you’re not what i expected” you say without thinking.

he looks at you, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "what did you expect?"

you shrug, trying to play it off, trying to not get on his nerves “i don’t know. some overconfident star athlete who only cares about himself. but! you’re different."

he smirks, “glad to know i’m not a total cliché."

you find your heart beating faster, your mind racing with the realisation that maybe this isn’t just some casual friendship.

"why are you looking at me like that?" he asks, breaking the moment.

you blink, heat rushing to your cheeks. "looking at you like what”

he smirks, leaning closer. there it was, undenying gaze— intense, unflinching, and impossible to look away from. It was as though he could see right through you. you swallow hard, unaware of how close he is.

"maybe i should go," he says, but there’s hesitation in his voice.

and for the first time, you find yourself not wanting him to leave.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : my fever went down so i decided to just post this, hope u enjoy & thank you for waiting!

i know kaiser didn’t really go to school but i feel like if he did then he would’ve been smart at everything…

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🕸️ 001 . hottie! underneath the mask

synopsis it’s the new year's while the city is alive with celebrations, the top trends on X are blue lock and the masked hero spider-man.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : kaiser + spiderman ??!! sign mee tf upppp 🙋🏻‍♀️ (this was originally and supposedly to be rin, before i changed to kaiser...)

took a long hiatus just to make a brand new smau from a totally diff anime 😭 so sorry guys for making yall wait on the previous smau. so far no updates for thatt until i say so! thank u all!

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🕸️ 034 . the life we never lived.

synopsis seen through kaiser’s pov: the photos should’ve been his. he remembers being there—holding your hand, whispering promises—but now, it’s all gone. rewritten. like he was never part of your story.

i thought so hard on this, look at the timestamps & compare

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : thank you all for reading 🫶🏼 i hope i did a good job on this, & i hope yall had fun reading this. shjsjeksk ineed2sleep

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🕸️ 029 . a delicate balance

synopsis you confront him about his hidden identity as spider-man, leading to a vulnerable moment where he admits his struggle with love. as the emotional connection deepens, a strange unease fills the room when the nurse lingers with an unsettling gaze. wc 1667

the hospital room hums quietly under the dim lights. kaiser leans against the pillows, mask discarded, revealing the exhaustion etched into his face. you should leave, visiting hours ended long ago but you can't. not when his usual cockiness has given way to something softer.

"you should go home," he murmurs, but his hand finds yours. his grip is weak, but the warmth sends a flutter through your chest.

"not a chance," you say softly, brushing a strand of blonde hair from his face. "you'll start climbing walls again the second i’m gone."

he huffs a weak laugh. "tempting."

for once, he doesn't fight your care. when you adjust the bandages, he just watches you, quiet and unguarded. it's that silence that pulls something raw from him.

"you really stayed," he says after a pause, voice softer. "even after everything."

"of course i did," you reply. "what, you thought i'd leave you to flirt with the nurses?"

a ghost of a smirk tugs at his lips. "jealous?"

"don't push your luck, kaiser."

“mihya.” he whispers, his voice barely audible.

“what?” you ask, not sure if you heard him right.

“earlier... you called me that. please, say it again.”

you pause, your heart suddenly racing at the vulnerability in his voice. “mihya,” you repeat softly, unsure of what’s happening but feeling an unexpected pull.

his gaze softens, and for a moment, it feels like the world around you fades. he looks at you, eyes wide with something raw and unspoken, as if he’s just let down a wall he’s been holding up for so long. “nobody has given me a nickname before.”

“well then mihya, let me be the first.”

his smile fades, and something more serious lingers in his gaze. "i'm not used to this. someone staying."

your heart aches at his honesty. without thinking, your fingers curl tighter around his. "well, you better get used to it. i'm not going anywhere."

his eyes soften in a way that makes it hard to breathe. "good," he murmurs, head tilting slightly toward you. "because if you left, i'd probably do something reckless."

"like what?"

"like this."

before you can respond, he leans in, brushing his lips softly against yours. the kiss is light and hesitant, like he's afraid to break whatever fragile thing has settled between you but when you don't pull away, his hand moves to the back of your neck, deepening it just enough to make your heart stutter.

"you're a terrible influence, spider-man."  you whisper, your forehead resting against his and just for a moment, the danger outside the hospital walls feels a little farther away.

“but how did you know? what gave it away?” he asks, his voice tinged with curiosity.

“your tattoos, mostly,” you reply, trying to keep your tone steady. “and your injuries. you weren’t as careful as you thought. i’ve been thinking about it a lot, and everything started to fall into place. it all makes sense now.”

he looks at you, his expression unreadable for a moment. then, he exhales slowly, the weight of the silence settling between you. “you always were sharper than i gave you credit for,” he murmurs, almost to himself, before meeting your eyes again, the tension in the air thickening.

“i didn’t want you to know,” he admits, his voice quieter now, raw with unspoken fears. “i didn’t want to drag you into this mess.”

you stood away, your voice soft but resolute. “i’m already in it, whether you like it or not.”

he looks back at you, a mix of uncertainty, something softer, yet equally dangerous. "and what if I’m not the person you think i am?” he asks, his words heavy with something deeper.

“not this again, but then we’ll figure it out,” you reply, your gaze unwavering. “but i’m not walking away. not now.”

a flicker of vulnerability passes through his eyes, and he’s silent for a long beat. then, his lips curl into a faint smile, though it’s more weary than anything else. “you’re stubborn, you know that?” he says, almost in awe.

“maybe," you say with a small grin. "but i don’t mind being stubborn about this."

“i was bitten by a radioactive spider, and ever since i saw you at the stadium, i knew i had to get to know you better. when you caught me with the hoodie soaked in blood, and i watched you rush an injured man to the hospital, in that moment, i just… fell for you. i let myself get too close, too attached and i was already in too deep. but knowing the kind of man i am, one without the love of a family, one who finds solace only in soccer, i had to pull away. when i was spider-man, i felt invincible, like i could do anything. i felt reborn. i thought that with spider-man, i could love you and protect you. but instead, i just ended up putting you in danger.”

his words hang in the air, thick with the weight of his confession. you’re speechless for a moment, absorbing everything he’s said. slowly, you step closer, your voice quiet but steady. “you’re not the only one who’s afraid of getting someone hurt,” you reply, your eyes meeting his. “but running away, pushing me away, won’t keep me safe. it’ll just keep me distant.”

he looks at you, his eyes searching, as if trying to gauge whether he can trust what you’re saying. “to be honest with you,” he begins, his voice raw with vulnerability, “i don’t know how to love. i’ve been searching for it my whole life, and when i finally get close, i just push it away, and i—”

“mihya,” you interrupt softly, stepping closer. “stop rambling. i told you, i’m here. i’ll teach you how to love but only if you’ll let me.”

he stares at you for a moment, a mix of disbelief and hope flickering in his eyes. he opens his mouth, as if to say something, but the words seem to get stuck, as if there’s something holding him back.

then, suddenly, a third voice cuts through the silence.

“ahem.” the nurse clears her throat, and you glance up, the sound sharp in the otherwise still room. there’s something unsettling about her tone—too calm and too composed for the situation. “miss, you should really head home.”

you feel an odd chill in the air, a slight shift in the atmosphere, but you push it aside. still, the nurse's eyes linger on you for a moment longer than necessary, as though she’s studying you, almost calculating.

you glance over at mihya, who seems equally taken aback, his eyes flicking between you and the nurse, a frown forming on his face.

“righttt,” you mutter, trying to shake off the odd feeling, but the weight of the moment hangs in the air. “i’ll let you rest. we’ll finish this conversation later.”

he gives a small nod, his eyes still locked on yours, but there's an unspoken weight between you now. as you turn to leave, you feel his gaze follow you, the tension lingering in the air. “take care on your way home, mein Schatz.” 

the nurse watches you leave, her gaze too steady, too sharp.

you pause, turning to face him, the sound of the german term of endearment catching you by surprise. his gaze is gentle, almost tender, as if he’s offering you a piece of himself he’s rarely shown.

"don’t think this is over," he adds, his voice carrying both a promise and a hint of vulnerability. “i’ll be waiting for you once i recover.”

you feel the weight of his words settle in your chest, a promise you want to believe, but the eerie feeling from the nurse’s gaze still lingers. you give mihya a small nod, trying to push past the unease. "i’ll be careful," you reply, though it doesn’t sound convincing, even to you.

even as you stood outside the door, the nurse’s eyes remain fixed on you, too steady, too sharp, like she's watching you leave for a reason. you turn to walk down the hallway, but with every step, that unsettling feeling grows, gnawing at you.

you pause, the weight of the moment pulling you back. something doesn't feel right.

turning back around, you find yourself walking back towards mihya’s room, feeling a strange pull to go back. when you step inside, the room is empty—mihya’s bed is untouched, the nurse gone as well.

but there’s something else.

the window is wide open. the cold night air rushes in, making the room feel even more hollow. you step toward it cautiously, noticing the curtains swaying slightly as if someone just left.

your eyes flick to the window, and that’s when you see it—a faint green flicker from below, glowing just beyond the edge of the building. you freeze. it’s almost imperceptible at first, like the shadow of a lightning strike without the thunder. another flicker—this time brighter, stronger. a green light cutting through the darkness.

your breath catches in your throat. the air around you feels heavier now, the chill from the window mixing with a rising sense of dread. you step closer to the window, peering out carefully, but the light vanishes as quickly as it appeared, leaving only the dim, cold streets below.

was it just a reflection? a trick of the light?

no. there’s no mistaking it. the green flickers came from the direction of the alley behind the building—too controlled to be random, too deliberate to ignore. your mind races, the pieces clicking together. it’s him. the green goblin.

what just happened?

your mind races, but you can't quite piece everything together. and yet, the echo of mihya’s words remains, a quiet promise hanging in the air.

 “i’ll be waiting for you once i recover.”

despite everything, you feel like you can’t walk away just yet. not when you just got him back.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : i have no words.. lol

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🕸️ 015 . lines we crossed

synopsis caught between playful banter and rising tension, a kiss ignites feelings too raw to ignore, but his self-doubt threatens to tear you both apart before it can begin. wc 948

“bro??? i lost three times in a row! how are you so good at literally everything?”

he smirked, setting down his controller and taking yours in his hands. “it’s easy. come here, i’ll show you.” his warm, bruised hands covered yours as he guided you.

“so, to speed up, you press this button here, and to slow down, it’s this one. got it? now give it a shot.”

you blinked, clearly distracted. “huh?”

he raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “i said, try it out. i just taught you my tricks.”

“oh, okay,” you mumbled, trying to focus.

but he wasn’t convinced. “you didn’t listen to a word i said, did you?”

“i did!” you protested, fumbling to recall. “the decelerate button is here, and then the—”

before you could finish, he stepped closer, the proximity making your breath hitch. his voice was lower now, teasing. his breath brushed your lips.

as he lingered close, his gaze flickered from your eyes to your lips and back “you’re distracted again,” he said, “are you even trying to focus, or is it me?”

you swallowed, heat rushing to your cheeks. “i’m trying!”

“if you say so.” his fingers grazed yours briefly as he steps away from you.

“alright, one more round. if you lose again, maybe i’ll have to take over completely.”

you tried to focus on the screen, but the game blurred in comparison to the tension lingering between you. suddenly, the game ended, your character crashing into defeat yet again.

“game over,” he said with a laugh, leaning back triumphantly. “guess that’s four in a row.”

you groaned in frustration, throwing the controller down onto the couch. “i don’t even know why i bother.”

“maybe because you like losing to me," he teased, the smirk on his face infuriatingly charming.

shooting him a glare, you grabbed a pillow and tossed it at him. he caught it effortlessly, laughing as he leaned forward. "alright. i’ll let you win next time."

"yeah, sure," you muttered, but you couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at your lips.

as his laughter subsided, the room seemed to settle into a comfortable silence. his teasing smirk softened, his eyes locking with yours in a way that made your breath hitch.

his gaze was steady on yours, the smirk fading into something softer, more vulnerable. he leaned in, his breath brushing against your lips, pausing just inches away. the world seemed to slow, your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes fluttered shut.

and then it happened, his lips met yours, tentative at first, but growing surer as the seconds passed. his hand found its way to your cheek, warm and grounding, while the other rested lightly on your waist.

just as you started to lose yourself in it, he abruptly pulled away, breaking the connection as his hands fell to his sides.

his expression had shifted entirely. the vulnerability you’d seen moments ago was now overshadowed by something else, like self-doubt. he stepped back, raking a hand through his hair.

“i—“ he started, his voice strained. “i shouldn’t have done that.”

you blinked, the sudden change throwing you off. “what?”

his jaw clenched as he avoided your gaze, his fists tightening at his sides. “you don’t understand. i’m not someone who deserves this.”

“michael,” you whispered but he just shook his head.

“you think i’m someone i’m not. it you knew everything about who i really am, you wouldn’t, you wouldn’t want this. you wouldn’t want me.” his voice cracked slightly, but he quickly masked it with a bitter laugh.

“stop,” you said firmly, reaching out to him, your hand brushing against his arm. “i don’t care about whatever you think makes you undeserving. i know who you are, and i’m still here anyway.”

he finally looked at you, his eyes searching yours like he was trying to find a reason to believe you. “you don’t get it,” he said, his voice quieter now. “i don’t want to hurt you.”

“michael,” you said softly, reaching for his hand, but he pulled away before you could touch him.

“i overstayed my welcome i have to go,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. his eyes lingered on you for a moment longer, as though he wanted to say more but couldn’t bring himself to.

“huh? i don’t understand, where are you going?” your voice cracked as you watched him step back.

“i’m sorry, y/n” he said, his tone heavy with regret.

without another word, he turned and walked out, leaving you standing there, your chest tight with confusion and the ache of something left unfinished.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : no more fever but the headaches is so bad omg 🙂

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🕸️ 024 . lingering traces

synopsis as you tend to spider-man’s wounds, a glimpse of a familiar tattoo sparks a suspicion you can't ignore. the quiet tension between you both lingers, shifting from playful banter to something more intimate as exhaustion takes over. wc 1159

after the chaos of the incident, you found yourself alone on your balcony, the city’s neon glow painting abstract patterns on the dark glass. the series of events still echoed in your minds, a cacophony of sirens, shouts, and the lingering smell of smoke. suddenly, as if materialising out of the night, spider-man appeared, injured and stumbling onto your balcony.

his once pristine suit was now torn, probably from the fire earlier and blood smeared his mask in stark contrast to the vibrant lights behind him. your heart pounded as you scrambled to help him, instinct overriding your fear.

“are you okay?" you managed to whisper, your voice trembling as you reached out.

he leaned against the railing, his eyes, hidden behind the mask, flickering with pain and determination. "i’m sorry i kinda need help," he rasped, and the desperation in his tone left no room for delay.

with gentle urgency, you guided him inside. the gentle closeness stirred memories of a night long past, when you’d patched up michael kaiser. that tender, healing touch had come with a quiet dread, a fear that the warmth of intimacy might eventually lead to the same heartbreaking separation. the memory was bittersweet. the comfort you once felt mingled with the sting of loss. now, as spider-man lay vulnerable in your care, you couldn't help but wonder if this connection might follow the same all-too-familiar pattern.

as you dabbed at a particularly deep gash on his arm, your mind raced as you noticed a glimpse of tattoos on his forearm. intricate designs that stirred a memory, though you couldn’t yet place their significance. flickering your gaze back to the tattoo, the sharp lines, the intricate curves. a strange sense of familiarity gnawed at you, like a memory just out of reach. you had seen something like this before, hadn’t you? your hands faltered for just a second, a brief hesitation barely noticeable, but enough for him to catch.

“you okay?” his voice was strained, rough with exhaustion, but there was something else beneath it an edge of curiosity.

you forced a nod, quickly resuming your careful work. “yeah, just tired.”

but as you wrapped the bandage around his arm, the thought lingered. it was probably nothing. just a coincidence. there was no way. right?

after tending to his wounds, you stepped back, the silence between you both thickening. the warmth of his body against your touch had stirred something within you, but you couldn't quite place what it was. it was almost as if the air had shifted, charged with an unspoken understanding. he shifted uncomfortably, adjusting his mask as he stood up slowly. his movements were sluggish, clearly exhausted, but there was a faint gratitude in his eyes as he looked at you.

“thanks... i owe you one," he muttered, his voice rough from pain and exhaustion. he made a half-hearted attempt to stand, but you quickly placed a hand on his shoulder.

“don't strain yourself," you said softly. “you should rest here for a bit.”

he gave you a quick glance, his eyes hidden behind the mask, but the tension in his posture eased slightly.

“i’ll be fine,” he said, but there was an undeniable vulnerability in his tone, like he didn’t want to impose but couldn’t help himself. you gave him a small smile.

“you don't have to leave right away, you know. stay as long as you need.”

he hesitated, glancing at the window behind you, the city lights casting soft shadows across his suit. he clearly wanted to be on his way, but the quiet comfort of the room seemed to pull him in.

“fine” he said finally, his voice lower, almost reluctant.

as you sat beside him, your mind drifted back to the tattoos. could they have been connected to kaiser? was it possible? or was it just your mind playing tricks on you, drawing parallels where there might be none? but the more you thought about it, the more you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something you were missing. something you needed to figure out. for now, though, you focused on the present, on him, on the quiet connection that was forming between you two in this strange, intimate moment.

the night air still thick with the remnants of the chaos that had just unfolded. spider-man, now seemingly settled on your bed, kept shifting slightly as he tried to find a comfortable position, his suit still torn in places.

“you know,” you began, breaking the silence, “if i knew you’d be so needy, i would've put a pillow under your head.”

he chuckled softly, eyes still half-closed as he relaxed into the cushions. “i wasn’t planning on crashing here, but you’re not bad at playing nurse, i’ll give you that.”

you shot him a playful smirk. “oh? you think i’m a natural at this?”

“i mean, you patched me up like a pro. maybe you missed your calling as a paramedic.” he grinned beneath his mask, though you could tell the weariness in his voice still carried.

“maybe i did,” you teased. “but you’re lucky. not everyone gets to be saved by me.”

“lucky? i don’t know about that. are you going to start charging me for your services now?” he raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with mock seriousness.

“i might, the fees for helping superheroes are pretty high” you laughed, playfully crossing your arms.

he chuckled again, clearly more relaxed now than he had been earlier. there was a moment of quiet between you two, and you could feel the tension in the air start to shift. it wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was different like something was just hanging between the two of you, unspoken but present.

you smiled softly at him, your gaze lingering for a moment before you shook your head. “thank you for always being there to save me.”

he let out a quiet chuckle, his eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion began to take over him. “what did i say?" he smiled slightly, voice thick with fatigue. “i’ll always be there."

the words hung in the air between you, warm and reassuring. the silence that followed felt more comfortable now, a soft connection lingering in the space between you two. you shifted a little, the tension slowly fading as he settled beside you, and before you knew it, you both leaned into the quiet of the night. the weight of the events and the emotions felt like they were fading, leaving only the peaceful rhythm of each other’s presence. a moment passed before you realised you were both drifting off, his slow, steady breathing matching yours as sleep began to pull you both under.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : my paternal grandfather, one whom i was really close to, passed on about a week ago, so i had to stop being here for awhile. i’m sorry for taking so long. please be patient with me. 🤍 here’s something i came up with.

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🕸️ 025 . you won’t love the real me

synopsis spider-man has always kept his secrets close, but when you start to see past the mask, the truths he’s kept hidden for so long threaten to break free. wc 1155

the room feels quieter than before, the soft glow of dawn filters through the curtains, illuminating the torn suit spider-man still wears. his breathing slow and steady, even though you can tell the remnants of last night's fight are taking their toll. he’s still here, still resting on the other side of your bed. (you slept with spider-man?!) 

you can’t help but feel a mix of concern and curiosity as you approach him, the medical supplies already in your hands. you need to tend to his wounds again, but something about the way he lies there, vulnerable, unsettles you. this isn’t just the hero. this is the man that has countlessly saved you. 

your fingers tremble as you carefully clean his remaining wounds, brushing against his skin beneath his torn suit as you work. each touch feels more intimate than the last, and it’s not just the physical closeness. the quiet of the room makes everything feel so heavy like you’re discovering something you shouldn’t.

as you trace a particular tattoo on his forearm, your pulse quickens. it stirs something deep within you, something familiar. you hesitate, wondering if it's just coincidence, if it’s a memory long buried coming to the surface. before you can stop yourself, you lean in closer, letting your fingers follow the lines of the design. that's when his hand shoots up fast and catching your wrist in an almost protective gesture. his grip is firm but not forceful and you feel the warmth of his skin even through the gloves.

“what are you doing?” his voice is low and quiet, like he’s trying to distract you, but you’re already too far gone, caught in the connection between you.

you swallow hard, your voice shaky. “i just…” you glance between the tattoo and the small part of his face that’s exposed beneath the mask. “i think i know you. or at least… i want to.”

before he can respond, there’s a knock at your door. your heart drops into your stomach.

“y/n? are you awake?” your father’s voice carries through the wood, and spider-man tenses, his muscles rigid as he shifts toward the window with practiced precision.

you scramble, instinctively throwing a blanket over him to hide him from view. you can feel your breath quicken, the weight of the situation making your head spin. "y-yeah, i’m up," you call out, hoping your voice doesn’t betray your panic. you can hear your father’s footsteps stop just outside, the tension in the room palpable as spider-man’s breathing shallowly matches yours.

the doorknob rattles. you freeze, but spider-man stays completely still, his body tense. your hand darts out, gripping his arm beneath the blanket in a silent plea. he remains motionless.

the sound of your father’s sigh breaks the stillness. "alright. just don’t stay in bed for too long," he calls out, his footsteps retreating down the hall, and you let out the breath you’d been holding.

spider-man shifts beneath the blanket, pulling it off his face and staring at you with an unreadable expression. “that was close,” he mutters, voice rough with tension.

“you think?” you whisper, your pulse still racing, every part of you on edge.

he smirks. “didn’t know you’d get so nervous having a guy in your bed.”

heat rushes to your neck. you glare at him. “shut up.”

the man beneath the mask shifts again, preparing to push himself off the bed. before he could even move, your hand shoots out, gripping his wrist, preventing him from leaving.

“you’re not going anywhere in that condition,” you say, voice firm, yet there’s a crack of concern beneath it.

you could feel his gaze softens, and he tilts his head, watching you intently. “you don’t have to do this, you know,” he murmurs, the words stirring something in you, but you can’t back down now.

you pause, your fingers still wrapped around his wrist. “i know.”

his gaze deepens, and he asks, “then why?”

the question lingers between you, and you finally speak, the words coming out slower, heavier than you expected. “because someone has to look after you.” the weight of the statement seems to settle in the space between you both.

his breath hitches, and for a brief moment, he looks at you like he’s caught off guard, like he doesn’t know how to respond. 

“careful, sweetheart. you’re gonna make me think you care.”

you scoff, pulling your hands away. “think what you want.”

but then his hand catches yours again. warm, firm, but gentle. the intensity in his grip makes your heart flutter, and when you meet his masked gaze, there’s something undeniably soft there.

“i already know,” he whispers, voice barely audible, but the words hit you hard, leaving you breathless.

before you can process it, before you can react, he pulls away, the weight of his words hanging in the air like an unanswered question. the moment slips away, and spider-man stands quickly, shifting uncomfortably.

the room feels smaller now, the weight of silence pressing in. 

“i shouldn’t have stayed,” he mutters, almost to himself.

your heart sinks, confusion and hurt mixing within you. “what?” you can’t keep the frustration from creeping into your voice. “you can’t just leave. not after all this.”

he glances at you, and for a brief, flickering second, you see something in his eyes, a vulnerability, a hesitation. it’s gone in an instant, replaced by the familiar, guarded look you’ve come to expect.

“don’t love me,” he says, his voice tight with an emotion you can’t read. “not yet. don’t love me.”

you take a step forward, but your chest feels tight, your words catching in your throat. “what do you mean don’t love you?” you can barely get the words out, the pain of his rejection cutting deep. “i’m not some switch you can turn off. i care about you. i’ve cared about you for a long time.”

he takes a step back, shaking his head. “you don’t understand. you don’t know what it would cost you.”

“i don’t care what it costs,” you fire back, your voice breaking. “i’m not afraid of you. i’m not afraid of this.” you gesture vaguely between you, the weight of the moment making your hands tremble. “i just want to be there for you. why can’t you see that?”

his jaw tightens, and you can see the internal struggle raging inside him. the silence hangs between you, thick and suffocating. finally, he steps back further, shaking his head in quiet defeat. “i told you. not yet. not like this.”

before you can convince him, he’s gone, slipping into the quiet morning without a word.

you stand there, the silence deafening, your heart heavy with questions that have no answers. for the second time, once again love has let you down. 

and if your theories are right, then both spider-man and michael kaiser are nothing more than cowards. running, hiding, too afraid to stay.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : im cooking smth for the next chap hehe

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🕸️ 026 . the man beneath the mask

synopsis you finally discovered that the man beneath the mask is the one you've been longing for. wc 819

navigating through the corridors, you clutched your bag a little tighter,  just to drop off isagi’s jersey like you promised. but your thoughts still tangled from last night. everything with spider-man. his wounds, his hesitation, the way he left lingered in the back of your mind.

as you turned a corner, ready to head toward the locker rooms, when you saw him.

michael kaiser.

he stood a few feet away, leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone like he had all the time in the world. but it wasn’t his usual smug confidence that caught your attention. it was the bandage peeking out from beneath his sleeve.

your breath hitched.

the same wound at the same spot.

your heart started pounding.

kaiser lifted his head at the sound of your footsteps, his sharp eyes locking onto yours. just for a moment, something in them shifted. surprise! 

then, without a word, he turned on his heel and took off.

panic surged through you.

no way.

setting down isagi’s things onto his locker and didn’t hesitate to run after him.

just as you pushed past the exit doors, your phone buzzed in your pocket. a breaking news alert flashed on the screen:

EMERGENCY: Spider-Man spotted downtown! — hostage situation unfolding.

you skidded to a stop. kaiser was running away but spider-man was already out there?

your mind whirled, but you didn’t have time to process it. all you knew was that you weren’t letting him escape this time.

you took off towards the city. your thoughts racing with the possibility that everything you suspected about kaiser was true. each step towards the designated area was heavy with anticipation. 

then you saw him.

spider-man, standing his back to you as he spoke to someone in the shadows. his usual confident, composed stance was gone, replaced with a guarded tension that sent a shiver through you. his suit, still a bit torn from his previous fight, clung to his body in a way that almost seemed too personal.

you didn’t hesitate.

“spider-man.”

the word left your lips before you could stop it, sharp and clear.

the man in the suit froze. his body stiffened at the voice who called out his name, the vulnerability in his posture unmistakable. his head snapped toward you, eyes wide beneath his mask. for a moment, the world seemed to stop. you stood there, heart racing, facing the man you knew was hiding so much from you.

“what are you doing here?” his voice was strained, “no, you’re not supposed to be here.”

“you don’t have to hide from me,” you said, your voice steady, though your heart was hammering in your chest. “i see you, michael. i know it’s you. let me help you.”

he stepped back, his body stiff, retreating further from you. "how did you—? no. you don’t know what you’re talking about. i can’t let you—"

“i don’t care about the mask,” you interrupted, moving toward him. “i care about you.”

kaiser’s breath hitched, and he pulled further back, a cold, desperate look in his eyes. “no, you don’t get it.” his voice dropped to a whisper, almost broken. “you don’t understand what you’re asking.”

“then make me understand,” you pleaded. “let me in. you don’t have to do this alone. i���”

for a second, you thought he might answer, might finally let you get through to him but instead, he lunged forward. quick and sudden, his lips crashing into yours, silencing you before you could say another word.

your mind went blank as the kiss stole your breath, your body frozen in shock. when you tried to pull away, his gloved hand shot out, gripping your wrist with surprising force, and then webbing it to the nearest pole, holding you still.

“stop,” he breathed against your lips, his voice full of urgency and pain. “i can’t risk you getting hurt. you can’t help me. not like this.”

you struggled against the webbing, trying to break free, but his grip remained firm.

“why are you doing this?” you asked, your voice shaky with the weight of the moment. “why can’t you let me help?”

his eyes were filled with an emotion you couldn’t read, torn between what he wanted and what he feared.

“i told you, schatz. not yet. not like this,” he muttered, pulling away, leaving you breathless and webbed to the pole. he pulled down his mask, and then he vanished, slipping back into the chaos to save the city once more.

did he seriously just web you to keep you still?

you struggled as you yank against the webbing, twisting your wrists until the sticky strands loosen just enough for you to slip free. your breath is ragged, frustration and something deeper burning in your chest.

you take off after him, dodging through alleyways, cutting corners, keeping your eyes locked on the familiar streak of blue and red swinging above the cityscape.

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notes from lily ❦⋆ : lol my calculator died on me while i was doing work so i wrote this instead

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