Ryan Meinerding: ‘Expressive Spidey eyes! These are the images I used to pitch the idea to Kevin, the Russos and Amy Pascal. Thankfully they liked it because it’s the only head design I did. 😆Thank you Steve Ditko, John Romita Sr and Alex Ross for your amazing Spider-Man’s. You inspire us all.’
Ok but what about trans flame boy who took puberty suppressors and pretends to be all masculine and cis but knows how it feels and actually relates to Peter a lot ❤️🔥🕷💙
johnny storm takes blockers for several years and starts testosterone at around 15, and he has a flat enough chest where he doesn’t even really need top surgery. so by the time he gets his powers and gets famous from them at around age 19, he is never misgendered because he looks and acts so stereotypically male and nobody has ever known he was anything else, besides the fantastic four. and he never bothers to correct people when they assume he’s a cis guy because he doesn’t feel like it’s anyone’s business but his own. truthfully he feels bad. if he came out as trans then he could probably really help the lgbt+ community, show them that if he can be a hero then so can they. he knows this. but he just isn’t ready.
for: @latinasmoak – thank you for your support and being amazing!
“Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day…”
“Okay, well, that was my cheek,” Felicity grunted. She was mostly dragging Oliver across the apartment floor toward the nearest flat surface, which just so happened to be the couch. “But, thank you… I think. I just got a new moisturizer.”
“You smell good.”
She snorted. “Now I know you’re lying, because I definitely stink. Lugging you around has worked up a sweat.”
He hummed. “Like coffee and ink and that hand lotion you use…”
“The ink is because I had to wrestle with the printer earlier. You’d think with something so expensive, it wouldn’t get so many paper jams, but nope. I won though, just FYI.” Felicity made sure he was comfortably laid out on the couch and moved to his feet to pull off his shoes. “I’m surprised you let them put you under for your root canal. I was expecting more of a fight.”
He grunted, his eyes at half-mast. “Had enough pain,” he murmured.
You sprinted across the street, narrowly dodging cabs and buses as you made your way into Mr. Delmar’s sandwich shop.
“(Y/N), hey! You want your usual?” Mr. Delmar’s voice rang out. You nodded quickly and made small talk as your order was prepared.
Within five minutes, you had paid and left the shop with a smile and a goodbye, heading home to do your homework.
You proceeded to walk through an alley, taking the same route home that you always did.
“Miss! Hey miss!”
You paused slightly at the words, turning around cautiously and scanning the alleyway. Seeing no one there, you decided to continue walking.
Turning around, you made a sound halfway between a squeal and a gasp, dropping your sandwich to the ground. Hanging (upside-down) in front of you was Spider-Man, his robotic eyes widening as he looked at you.
“Sorry to startle you miss,” the spandex-clad superhero apologized.
“No worries,” you said warily, crouching down and picking up your sandwich. You looked at it sadly before tossing it in a nearby dumpster.
“I’m really sorry,” Spider-Man spologized again before extending his hand. “It’s just, you dropped this and I saw you walking so I decided to follow you and give it back to you.”
You blinked before grabbing whatever was in his hand. It was your phone, a small crack on the screen where it had fallen.
You looked at the hero, smiling slightly before beginning to walk. “Well thanks Spider-Man. I should really be going now.”
“Y-yeah! Of cour- dammit!”
You looked back in time to see his web snap, sending him to the ground. Stifling your laughter, you continued down the alley.
Two days later, you found yourself walking around your neighborhood late at night.
As you turned the corner, your attention was captured by a figure landing next to you. Spider-Man had just swung around the very same corner and he had spotted you, looking peaceful as you walked alone.
“Isn’t it a bit late to be walking by yourself,” Spider-Man asked.
You smiled. “Maybe.”
“Then let me walk you home.”
You threw your head back and laughed and Peter swore he felt his heart leap at the sound. “No offense Spidey, I’m sure you’re strong and all but I can take care of myself.”
“R-right,” Peter stuttered.
“Well I’ll make my way home now. Don’t worry Mr. Spider-Man, I’ll be fine,” you giggled, patting his shoulder and making your way down another street. “Good night Spidey.”
“Good night,” Peter breathed before swinging away.
The next day, Peter found himself gasping as he noticed you standing at the locker across from his.
You went to Midtown.
He spent the whole day observing you, wondering how he had never noticed you before.
It wasn’t until the school day was over that Peter saw you once again. You had boarded the same train as him and a sudden stop had sent him crashing into the seat next to yours, his shoulder knocking against yours.
You didn’t look up from your book as Peter stuttered out an apology, only answering absentmindedly as you recognized his voice.
“No need to apologize Spidey.”
Peter’s eyes widened as he grasped your wrist and pulled you off the train. “W-what did you just say?”
Your own eyes widened as you recognized the boy in front of you. “Peter Parker? You’re Spider-Man?”
Peter blushed. “N-no why would you even say that?”
You looked at him skeptically. “I may not be a genius like you but I can recognize your voice. We’ve gone to the same school for years.”
Peter smiled sheepishly before panicking. “You can’t tell anyone. I mean it!”
You snorted. “Yeah, like I’ll actually tell anyone that Spider-Man, who is actually cute dork Peter Parker, has been following me around everywhere.”
Peter blushed at your words. “I-I’m not following you, honest. We keep running into each other on my patrols. I’m not a stalker, I s-swear.”
You rolled your eyes good-naturedly before walking past him. “Sure, whatever you say Spidey.”
“My secret is safe with you right?” Peter called out after your retreating form.
You simply looked over your shoulder and shot him a smile. “See you later Spidey!”
Peter could already feel the heavy blush on his face.
understood what irony was. You didn’t scream when that mugger attacked you and
almost harmed you over a phone. You were silently scared, and scarred, fearing the
words that could have left your mouth if you had opened it. So why was it that
when you were with your savior, the famous Spider-man, you were screaming
because after blinking, he had wrapped his arm around your round waist and
hosted you up with one swift web swing.
onto him for your dear life, your screaming shamelessly had not decreased, despite
his begged you to calm down and trust him.
please! I won’t drop you!” he reassured gently.
But did you
care? No, you did not. Because Spider-man was swinging through Queens while
using one arm and carrying more than 150 pounds with the other. How is that
in the middle of trying not to look down, you remembered something important.
Spider-man! How do you know where you’re going?! I never told you where I
lived!” You tried not to yell right in his ear as you pointed out the obvious.
know, I’m just waiting for you to calm down and tell me!” He exclaimed
for a minute, feeling your stomach drop every time a new swing happened and his
grip tightened around your body. Now that you were calmer you actually looked
around in a brave attempt of catching your breath.
told him your address with a serene tone, you had no knowledge if he heard you,
but Spider-man confirmed this as he nodded. He shot his web string to turn
around the corner, almost immediately you recognized the street.
that I’m not screaming for my life, this is kind of awesome.” You giggle.
his tension drop immediately as he chuckles with you, “Yeah, it never gets old!
No matter how many times I swing around I always feel free!”
so Spidey was talkative.
That was sort
of cool, and cute?
something about his voice that you couldn’t put a pin on as well, it was like
you had heard this excited tone before. But dammit, maybe it was the adrenaline
not allowing you to think straight, or maybe because you were tired and scared.
almost there! Do you have a balcony or fire escape that I can land us on?” He
around and you noticed, you guys were indeed close. You could see your building
from where you were.
there’s a balcony connected to my room. It’s on the fifth floor in the back of
the building!” You tell him hurriedly, his swinging was fast and calculated,
you could tell he’d been doing it for quite some time.
He grunted, “Hold on tight!” He said before he shot a web on your building and
circled around it swiftly.
squealed and hid your face in his shoulder, afraid to hit the wall, but you
soon felt that he had stopped you peeked and there you were, home.
balcony, Miss?” He asked quietly, looking at you as his Spider-man eyes
He was so
close to your face that you couldn’t help but to blush a little.
one, right below us actually.” You informed him timidly.
dropped you on the balcony’s railing, never letting go of your hand, and you stepped
from it into the stoned floor of your balcony. You were never so happy to see
your bonsai tree.
you turned to look up at him, but Spider-man was right in front of you,
crouching steadily on your railing and staring intently as if you’d break with
the wind, you felt a little self-conscious under his keen gaze.
thanks for saving and bringing me home safe.” You awkwardly said as you placed
your right hand around your left wrist. You started brushing your arm with your
sighed, “You’re welcome… you know, I’ll make sure that never happens again.”
your head, “Isn’t that what you do? Fight small crimes?”
mean, yes. I meant to you, I’ll make sure that never happens to you again.” He
have looked confused, because Spider-man groaned.
don’t have to understand. I… I actually have to go!” His Spidey eyes widened in
realization, “Oh crap, I really have
to go! You’re going to be okay, right?” he asked once again, more urgently this
You told him quickly.
again and stood from his crouching position, giving you a mini heart-attack.
How on earth does he find his balance? Is it part of his powers?
good evening, Miss.” He said with a soft tone.
you could respond, you mentally screeched when he dropped backwards from the
railing. You quickly ran and leaned over the edge to see if there was a
splattered spider on your building’s backyard, but you gasped when there was
that you needed to make hot chocolate, with extra chocolate to calm yourself.
The Next Day
telling your parents what happened, because there was no way you could have
kept it all to yourself, they hugged you for almost half an hour as you cried
in their arms. Apparently, when the rush of being saved by the neighborhood
hero disappeared, all the emotions you had from the traumatizing event exploded
as soon as your mom asked if you were okay.
fallen asleep in the embrace of your parents. And of course, when you woke up
disoriented on the couch, you felt stupid by the concern you caused your
parents. They were already stressed from work.
you forgot to reply to Peter’s texts.
believe you were mugged last night. God, (Y/n) I’m really sorry about that.”
Michelle sighed as you two walked down the hall.
at her. She had immediately noticed that there was something off about you as
soon as you had walked into homeroom. And when you reluctantly told her, she
had given you a funny look, at least the way she widened her eyes seemed
hilarious to you.
situation wasn’t pleasing, so you were trying to comfort yourself with
thankful that Spider-man saved me. I don’t know if I would be standing here if
it wasn’t for him.” You confessed with a tired tone.
you even come to school today?” Michelle scolded you dryly.
trying to look casual when honestly, you just wanted to see Peter.
“Because I can’t let my grades down.”
her eyes at you as you two stopped in front of your locker. You were in the
middle of opening it when you saw someone rush to you through your peripheral
Peter sighed in relief as he pulled you into a hug.
trailing right behind him when you saw him give Peter a knowing smirk. Michelle
however, looked annoyed and confused throughout.
you reply to my texts?” He mumbled near your ear, in a familiar way.
him back and patted him on the back, “Sorry, Peter, but something horrible
happened and I don’t want you to freak out but… I was almost mugged.”
pulled back and looked at you with horror, while Ned looked shocked.
(Y/n)! Are you okay?” Ned asked you quickly.
him the best smile you could muster, “I’m fine Ned, thanks to Spider-man.” You
looked at Peter with a reassuring nod. “He saved me.”
need to quit that job.” Peter told you firmly after being silent for a while.
The way he was looking at you had to be the most serious you have ever seen
back at your locker and collected your AP Sciences book, then you looked back
at your friends and chewed your lower lip thoughtfully. You weren’t going to
lie. Quitting that job was the first thing that crossed your mind as you cried
in front of your parents. They even told you they could find you a better
part-time job and closer to home.
“But I do!”
he cut you quickly.
Michelle barked, “Don’t tell her what to do, loser, it’s her life and she
glared at Michelle, but then he sighed, “You’re right, sorry (Y/n)…”
him a pitiful smile, it was nice that he was paying attention to you, and
caring too much about you, and looking at you with those puppy eyes…
cleared your throat and looked at Michelle, “Well, all I know is that I don’t
want to talk about it for a while. So let’s just… you know…” You looked at
Peter and Ned now, “Talk about something else.”
them all a pleading look, and their shoulders dropped with surrender.
Peter gave you a pout and you almost chuckled at that.
passed by quickly, there was only a period left. And it was the class that you
skip gym with me?” You attempted with an innocent smile.
her eyes at you, “(Y/n), you know I can’t. Why don’t you just tell Mr. Maroon
that you’re on your period?”
“Because if I tell him now, when I really have it, it will cause suspicion.”
her thick eyebrow at you in an amusing way.
“I can skip
gym with you.”
around and there was Peter, without Ned–which was surprising–staring at you
with what you would call another puppy look.
you skip a lot of classes, but I’ve never seen you skip gym.” Michelle
interjected while giving him an odd look.
along. There was a dilemma right here, on one side you could spend time
together with Peter but on the other, you would have to spend time alone with
Peter and that terrified you. What if you said the wrong thing? What if things
got awkward? What if he asks you about last night?
I don’t mind it. Besides I need to speak with (Y/n)…” He drawled out your name
while giving you a nervous stare.
Michelle shared a look before she gave in and bid you goodbye as she walked to
gym class. Now you were alone with Peter. And you were both excited and
frightened about it.
did you wanted to talk about?” You asked him warily.
He took a
deep breath and you found yourself almost melting when his brown eyes captured
your (e/c) ones.
he could speak, you two could hear a sneer echoing down the hall.
Penis Parker. Skipping gym with your girl because she doesn’t feel like
exercising, like, ever?”
Summary: The reader (Y/N), who is able to generate heat in their hands, and their friend (F/N) are in a crime-fighting superhero team with Peter Parker and Ned Leeds. After a particularly brutal battle, an injured Peter is rushed back to the apartment and the team works to fix him up. Word Count:1.7k+ Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader, but it’s very, very subtle Warnings: Angst, injury, sparse cursing A/N: I originally wrote this a few months ago as a part of a story a friend and I are writing, so I just changed my name to (Y/N) and hers to (F/N); if there are any descriptions that don’t match up with yourself or whoever you’re picturing as the friend, that’s why. Also, I wrote this in a very feely state and ended up sobbing by the end, so please refrain from reading if you don’t like sad stories ;) I absolutely love writing angsty and emotional blurbs, so if you have a prompt, please, please let me know!! I’d love to do it! I really hope you enjoy :)
Peter collapsed in my arms as soon as Ned hastily opened the apartment door. I held him tight against my chest, whispering into his hair.
“It’s okay, Peter, just to the bathroom, just to the bathroom, keep going, Peter.”