Spideychelle WIP

Spideychelle WIP

Peter wiped his bleeding nose, the blood dripping past his lips down his chin and onto the broken ground. Looking up, he mentally winced at the blade tip pointing in his detection. 

He tried backing up, but his fragile legs couldn't handle holding the rest of his aching body. 

It was cold. Everything was being enclosed in black spots. It felt as if he was underwater.

"NO!" Happy held back tears as well as a struggling Michelle. "No! No, no, no, NO!" Harold grasped Mj by the waist and attempted to pull her back. Failing, Michelle and her sobs ran up towards Peter, the entity that previously stabbed him disappearing.

Michelle threw herself onto Peter, cradling his cold, bloodied face. 

"Please, please, please, no… Peter? Peter, please… c'mon," She sniffed, watching her tears hit his face. 

Watching her tears diluting his blood. 

She refused to let go. She wasn't losing Peter too. She wasn't losing anyone. She couldn't.

It was unfair. Peter was a sixteen year old, he's been through everything. He hasn't even gotten to live out his teenage years.

Zendaya and Val: Dancing With The Stars

Clint: [Slowly scoots to the other side of the couch]

Tony: did you know that when spiders mate, the female usually eats the male

Natasha:

Natasha: I was aware in grade 8.

Happy Valentines day to Darcy Lewis and Darcy Lewis. ONLY.

🎶Gets a spouse

Boy or girl

Maybe you should, giv' a whirl🎶

🎶bi-derman

bi-demerman

does whatever a bi can 🎶