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can i request a oneshot about redson x reader is the daughter/son of the spider queen romantic when they are actually really sweet and always treats redsons wounds and they secretly like him but dont want him to find out cause their afraid their mother wont approve of it and he doesn't like them that way

Awww ok

I took this in a lot of directions AND included a happy ending bc it's for my mental health ;-; pls enjoy!

"Sparks Fly" (1622 w.c)

Redson x GN!Spider Queen's Child!Reader

Pronouns: you/yours

CW: author is projecting slightly, some food mentions, anxiety, you might cry?? I know I almost did!

For your dear friend Redson, it was entirely different. His parents didn’t “boss” him around per se, but they did give him guidelines in terms of how he should do things. On his own he was a force to be reckoned with who just happened to have an infinite supply of firepower. 

Being royalty was never easy. For you, it was living in frankly dank conditions underground as your mother, the Spider Queen, worked endlessly to expand her power. You helped out wherever you could. She showed you a certain softness to you that she didn’t spare for anyone else, refusing to let you go into life-threatening situations and demanding that if that was the case that Goliath go with you. The biggest muscle of the group, of course. 

You two had met some time after the New Year’s incident, when you just wanted a break from hearing your mother complain about her losses. You bumped into him out on the streets, and originally he was slightly afraid of you considering your spidery appearance and how he was a target of your mother’s venom. But from there you actually got to talking and developed a friendship of sorts. He wouldn’t admit that, insisting it was a matter of being allies and perhaps taking over the world on your own rather than with your parents. 

“Y/n, you’re playing with your food again. You skipped lunch, I want you to have some dinner.” Your mother snapped you out of your thoughts. You blinked a few times and then took a bite of your meal, but you could feel her eyes on you. Searching for discontent.

“Did you get up to anything interesting today, hon?” She asked. You shrugged. 

“Not really. Went to hang out with a friend,” you smiled at her. Her interest was piqued at this—who else were you socializing with outside of the caves? “I was wondering if I could actually take one of the bikes out for a ride tonight? The weather’s gonna be really nice.”

“Who’s your friend? You should bring them for dinner sometime.”

You hesitated. If you told her it was Redson, there was a chance she would go after him a second time.

“Um…it’s this really nice guy.”

She hummed inquisitively. You were still looking at her waiting for an answer to your question, but she was clearly trying to figure out who else you knew. 

“Oh, and yes. You may go out tonight. But I want you home before midnight.”

“Thanks, mom! I won’t be late, promise!” You finished the rest of your food and went to give her a quick hug. She gave you a fond smile as you waved to her on your way out. What you didn’t see as you left was that she had Syntax log in to some of the CCTV cameras around the city so she could keep a protective eye on you.

You were far from concerned about how the public saw you when you were out and about. With your purplish skin and bright green eyes along with a pair of fangs that were almost as large and sharp as your mother’s. You were feared—this isn't necessarily a problem. But you wanted one fiery demon in particular to see you as pretty, as worthy of proper love like you’d heard about in movies and books. 

“Took you long enough.” Redson was sitting on a bench in the park you two often met up in. It was almost directly in between the paths to your respective houses. 

“Sorry, I was eating. Mom was interrogating me.”

“About what?”

“I mentioned I was hanging out with someone, so she was trying to figure out who.”

“You didn’t tell her it was me, right?”

“Of course not! Now, come on, I wanna show you something!” You urged him to get on his bike and follow you, and thankfully it wasn’t a long drive to get where you wanted to be. There was a spot by the river where they would be doing fireworks that evening, and you wanted to go watch. If you played your cards right, you might even be able to tell Redson how you felt about him. You’d gladly help him get away from your mother’s venom if you needed to, but you didn’t want to get ahead of yourself.

“Look! It’s starting!” You pointed up at the sky from the back of the crowd that came for the same reasons you did. Redson adjusted his glasses and looked.

“It’s pretty cool.” He said. It didn’t seem like much on the outside, but you knew that meant he was enjoying it. 

You two stayed and watched until the very end of the show, and stuck around even after most of the crowd had dispersed. Worries were bubbling up and it was showing in how your palms grew to be clammy and your face heated up. 

“Are you alright, y/n?” Redson poked your arm. 

“I’m fine, just thinking!” You stammered. Was this a good idea? Should you just back out now and go home, so that way no one would even need to realize that something would have happened?

“Well, alright. Let’s get ready to leave, then.” He turned to start walking back to where you two had parked your vehicles, but you stopped him by grabbing his sleeve.

“Wait! There’s uh…” you let go as soon as his eyes locked with yours. “Something I wanted to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I like you a lot! And I wanna be your partner!” You blurted out, keeping your gaze fixed on the ground. Your breathing was heavy as you took in the fact that there was no going back now. It was quiet for a moment, until a warm pair of hands took yours and intertwined your fingers together. 

“I really like you too.” He was just as nervous as you were, since his hair was flaring up without him being upset.

This surprisingly peaceful moment was interrupted by your phone beeping. Looking at the screen, it was your alarm to start heading home.

“I have to go. Otherwise she’ll send someone to get me.”

“Me too. Let’s go.”

You two went back to the park. You were about to watch Redson leave, but his path was blocked by Goliath. Syntax was here too, removing his weird headset thing. And behind you was your mother.

“Mom, I was just heading home!” You got off your bike to face her, but you were looking at Red out of the corner of your eye. 

“I know. And no worries, you’re not past curfew. However, this is much more interesting,” She stepped forward, placing a hand on your shoulder and looking at your (now) partner. “Tell me, hon. Were you gonna surprise me with just the fly I wanted on my web?”

You moved away from her for the first time in your life, going to stand by Redson and minding your stance as you stared at her. Your gaze was determined and you kept your eyes peeled for any sudden movements from the two figures behind you.

“I wasn’t. I was having fun and enjoying some quality time with him.”

“What, like you two get along? Y/n, dear, you’re a little far out of his league.” 

“We do get along! We’ve been friends for months now! You just haven’t noticed ‘cause you’re always working!” You ranted, the words all leaving your mouth before you could properly filter them. Your mom was shocked at this, her eyes widening in surprise. “You’re always busy. I wanted to talk to new people. So I did, and um…now we’re lovers.” 

Well, that Band Aid hurt to rip off, but it was done, and Redson took one of your hands to squeeze it reassuringly. Tears were welling up in your eyes. Your mother dropped her menacing facade. Her dress swayed as she approached you on her mechanical spider legs. 

“You love this kid?” She gestured to Redson. You nodded, trying so hard not to cry. “And you love my kid?”

“With every part of me.” Redson answered. She opened her arms to you, and despite your fear, you embraced her. You sobbed into her torso, begging her not to hurt him. She shushed you, running her claws through your hair. 

“I’m sorry, y/n. Sorry I haven’t been giving you my time. And I’m sorry you think I’d lay a finger on anyone you hold dear, even someone I’d classify as an enemy.” She spoke quietly, so mostly just you could hear. 

“So you’ll leave him alone?” You looked up at her. She shook her head. 

“I will, but ONLY if he swears on his LIFE that he won’t hurt you. EVER.” She pretended to cradle your face in a funny way as she pointed a claw at Redson. He put his hands up to show he didn’t mean any harm. You stopped really crying and started laughing as she squished your cheeks.

“I promise, I won’t!” He half-laughed, wondering if it was appropriate for him to join in on the sentimentality. 

“Good. Now go ahead and run along, otherwise your parents will come after me. And frankly, I ain’t up for that.” She waved her hands, as if dismissing the possibility, and Syntax and Goliath started heading back to the manhole to get back underground. Redson gave you a hug, before zooming off on his motorcycle. Your mother looked down at you. 

“I promise you I’ll start balancing things. Relax a little. Work on not eating your partner...”

“No one’s eating anyone!!” You playfully tugged on her arm as she laughed to herself.

“But seriously, thanks mom.” 

She patted your head. 

“Of course.”