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Ugh just watched the movie and this man had me giggling and twirling my hair
your undivided attention
im so normal about this cringefail, wet paperbag man haha :)) Idk what this is i just had to let it out, but i hope you find some joy in it <;3 warnings: the spot/johnathon ohnn being incredibly pathetic
He thinks about it hard. How he had failed so badly.
Okay, so he’s failed in a lot of things, he had failed that morning in stealing some cash from an old lady.
But this time, he’s thinking specifically about how he failed with you. At getting your attention.
He tried everything.
He left fresh donuts on your desk (without a single note or name), he stared at you from across the room (never actually spoke to you and tried to act indifferent every single time you looked even remotely his way).
He even sent that information you requested once for the science article you were writing and added a smiling face at the end of his email. God thats pathetic.
To be fair, getting noticed in a megacorporation such as Alchemax was highly unlikely.
Not when you’re getting hit in the head with a bagel by Spiderman though.
The memory sinks in again, each time more painful than the last. How embarrassing.
He remembers your stifling giggles and how they burned in his head for days after. Of course thats the one time he managed to get your attention.
The sound of your laugh is so vivid and mocking, yet its somehow addicting to him. He keeps coming back to it, for some reason?
Oh, that cant be good.
He thinks about it so hard, it swallows him whole.
No really, it does. A hole opens up from under him and he’s being engulfed by the black void of it.
There I go again. He thinks, not really surprised or alarmed at this point.
He lands face down, ass up in your apartment.
Not that he realizes at first.
Not until he picks up a framed picture from the coffee table and sees the image of you smiling with your friends. Oh shit.
He’s filled with dread almost immediately, he never dared to speak to you back when he was "normal"/before the incident and now he’s inside your living space without your consent.
He tumbles back in panic and drops a few books, accidentally opens up a hole on the ground while trying to salvage them only for them to land on his head, one by one with a hard thump.
Ow. Fuck. Ow. Guess I deserve that. Ow.
“Are you kidding me?!!!“ He exclaims in outrage at the other accidental hole that stays put on the ceiling, not really bothering with being silent anymore.
But when he hears your steps the panic rises up again. Oh my god, they're gonna scream bloody murder. He thinks. They're gonna scream and run like a crazy person.
Or worse. They'll laugh.
Again.
Just like everyone else did.
In a matter of seconds you stand before him and he holds his hands up in defense and starts speaking on impulse like he always does.
“Okay so, weirdest thing just happened. Dont freak out-“
And you gasp, a hand to your chest. Mouth hanging open but no sound coming out.
“Please dont freak out. See i have these holes. And somehow my holes guided me to you. I’m still figuring out how-“
And then the sound of his name feels as if it rips the sound barrier to him. It almost sounds foreign at this point.
“Johnathon” You say it, with a tint of excitement.
Wait, what?
“Huh? You know who I am?” He asks, dumbfounded. A blank expression on his face (figuratively and literally).
And there it is again, in its full volume. Your giggles.
But this time, they burn in a different kind of way. The quality of them so impish he swears it might turn his whole body a bright red.
“Of course i do, silly” You say, sweet and a maybe even a bit mischevious.
And he doesn’t know how he hadn’t noticed it before. The large mounted board on the wall of your make-shift office he currently stands in.
Dozens of blurry pictures of him, post-it notes, connecting dots, scribbles and newspaper clippings all of sightings of him.
He puts it all together in seconds, yet it only makes his nervous aura worsen. You were trying to figure out what happened to him, you were investigating him. Writing about him.
When he turns to face you again he finds a knowing smile and glimmering eyes staring back at him.
Oh.
He’s had your undivided attention for a while.
Omg omg yess! @theporcelaincat1 I love this idea sm! I do do x reader stuff it's basically my whole blog lol. I hope I didn't make him ooc lmao I don't think i did but towards the end idk. Hope it satisfied you :)
The spot x reader
You sneaked up behind him and attempted to throw a punch but he threw a hole at you and you landed on rocks. You let out a groan and got back up on your feet. "Why try to ruin a kid's life who had nothing to do with this? Why not use your powers for good? I'm sure you make an excellent hero" you said as you charged towards him.
He let out a sound of amusement "Nothing to do with this?! He is the reason I turned out like this! My life is ruined because of him! Why should I help people who laugh and point at me!" He yelled. You empathized with him but what he was doing was wrong.
"Listen I understand how you-" "You don't understand!" He screeched cutting you off, the holes on his body spiraled and went crazy, he was pissed. You sighed and avoided more of his attacks "Your right I don't but...but what happened to you is not his fault he was trying to save innocent people and what your doing is wrong. I know your in pain and your life was taken from you and now people treat you like a monster and a freak. But taking it out on a kid who was just trying to do right- it's just not okay you need to understand that" you tried to reason with him.
You stop trying to attack him and just slowly put your hands up and walked towards him. His shoulder were tense and he was shaking, from anger probably. You inched closer to him "Listen you don't have to be a hero but you don't also have to be a villain. You can be more than this I know you can. You worked at Alchemax for fucks sake just stop this" you were only a couple inches away from him.
Your heart raced with every second that went by hoping that he would listen to reason. You looked at him in his face and put your hands to your sides and waited for him to respond. It seemed like he was thinking but still alert as his body never relaxed. The spots on him seemed to calm down as they weren't moving frantically.
He moved his head in your direction and in a broken voice he spoke "While living a normal life again does sound nice that would be wishful thinking I already caused to much damage. There is no turning back but, if we cross paths again I'll remember to spare you" he said and a hole opened up behind him and he walked into it.
"No!" You shouted and tried to catch him with your webs but the hole disappeared "Fuck!" You shouted and slammed your fist into your forehead. "Im so dead.." you mumble as you mess with your watch and go through a portal.
Hello! I heard you did x readers, would you be able to do some headcanons for a reader(spider person preferred but it’s optional!) that has vitiligo?
I don’t have it myself but I believe it deserves more representation!
Ngl I had a hard time coming up with hcs....
The spot/Johnathan reacts to spider!reader w/ vitiligo
He remarks how your kinda like him lol
If your insecure about it he will comfort you until you feel better
He is always complementing you and kissing everywhere along your body
He notices how your much more confident in your suit than when your not
He wishes he could take away your insecurities and make you love yourself but he knows it isn't possible so he will always be by you to make sure your okay
But if your are confident and love your vitiligo then he's happy
He's glad your confident and love yourself and wishes he could be like you
He's still getting used to looking like that so he's glad your comfortable
He thinks your gorgeous and if anyone says otherwise he will beat them up(not literally...maybe...)
When your out in the sun and the sun on your skin making you glow...omg...he melts and sinks to his knees
He is kissing the ground you walk on, you are such a god/goddess oh lord...