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jedijesi · 7 months

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Caught in the Cat's Web Chapter 2

Felicia Hardy! Reader x Miguel O'Hara

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Warnings: Violence, Sexual Tension, slow burn, enemies to lovers

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: It's the first day of training and Felicia wants to prove to Miguel that she has what it takes to be apart of the Spider Society

Co-Author: @stclairesplace

A/N: I'm so passionate about this series, I cant wait to hear your feed back!

New York, Earth-192

Felicia’s hands slowly smooth out the few wrinkles of spandex on her hips, studying her appearance in the mirror. She wasn’t used to her new suit and spider emblems. Felicia touches her hair, ultimately deciding to put it up, strands breaking free in the front. Felicia normally wore her hair down as the Black Cat. It wasn't all that practical but she loved the feeling of the cool breeze dancing with her silver locks as she swung around the city. But, she wasn't Black Cat anymore, she was a Spider-Woman.

Felicia paused her primping as memories rushed back to her.

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5 months ago…

“Spider Society? You have a club?” Felicia quirked her brow, giggling at her masked partner.

“It’s not lame, I promise!” Peter laughs wrapping his arm around her waist. “I think it would be really good for you. You said you wanted to change and help people, and now that you have spider powers, you'll be able to do so on multi universal level!”

Felicia gives Peter a lopsided frown, looking up into the expressive goggles of his mask. “I don’t think I’ll fit in. The Spider Society is full of heroes and people who know what they’re doing. You- you know what I’ve done, Spider.” Felicia looks towards the sunset on the horizon. “I’ve fucked up a lot. I steal art and jewelry, do dumb shit, and I hurt people. They're gonna take one look at me and cast me away. I don't think it’s a good idea to join you and your nerdy spider club.”

Peter lifts the fabric of his mask before taking Felicia’s chin and tilting it to look back at him. “Felicia, all Spider-People have fucked up. You’ve seen me fuck up a thousand times!” He chuckles. “I care about you, Felicia. You wanna be better? Join us.” Peter leans down pressing a long kiss to Felicia’s lips, letting a feeling of safety wash over her.

“Fine.” She whispered against his lips. “But that means you're coming home with me tonight, Spider,” Felicia smirks, pulling Peter in for another, more passionate kiss.

Peter smiles into the kiss, pulling her closer. “I’d be honored.”

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The hum of the portal opening in Felicia’s living room, snaps her out of her memories, urging her to hurry.

“Damn!” Jessica smiles as she emerges from the portal. “You look good!”

“Really?” Felicia smiles, giving Jessica a twirl.

“I can’t wait to hear what Miguel has to say about it,” Jessica smirks to herself before she strides into the portal.

Nueva York, Earth 838

The moment Felicia emerges from the portal, she feels a sense of satisfaction as dozens of Spider-People turn to look at her in all of her beauty. As her peers feed her confidence, Felicia struts along the hallways, swaying her hips and hair with each step.

As the two women enter through the doors of the training gym, heads turn once again to gaze upon Felicia.

Miguel’s mask retracts. “What are you wearing?” He said with no emotion.

“My new suit. You like it?” She smirks.

“It's black and white.” Miguel studies her for a moment, not sure how he feels about the crocodile smile on her face. “LYLA.”

“Hi, Miguel!” The AI pops up next to Miguel.

“What’s Felicia wearing? I told you to make her a suit.”

LYLA looks between the woman and Miguel before answering. “Yeah… That’s the suit.”

“It’s black and white!” Miguel snaps at LYLA.

LYLA shrugs, “It’s what she wanted.”

“I look good in black, Miguel,” Felicia says as she runs her hands over the silhouette of her body, noticing the way a few of the recruits gawk over her.

Miguel pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. “Spider-People wear red and blue!”

“That’s not technically true,” LYLA speaks up to defend Felicia, adding to Miguel’s annoyance. “Spider Noir and plenty of other spider people don’t wear any blue and red. While a majority do wear red and blue, it’s not too out of the ordinary for Felicia to wear black and white. I think she looks hot!” She sends a wink in Felicia’s direction.

“Go away, LYLA,” Miguel grumbles, prompting her to glitch over to Jessica, not wanting to leave the drama.

“Do you really not like the suit or are you just jealous because I look so good?” she asks as she winks at him.

Miguel freezes, unsure as to how to react. “Get in line, Gata.”

Felicia tsks, “It’s Night Spider now.” She says as she swivels on her heels to join the line of recruits.

Miguel shakes his head before his mask covers his head once again.

“Recruits!” He shouts, getting the attention of the nervous Spider-people. “This is your first official day of training. I will split you into separate groups, and you will spar with each other until there is the last one standing. The victors will then spar against each other and whoever wins that round well… you’ll get to go against me.” He says cockily with a smirk on his face.

The first few teams take their places on opposite sides of the gym. The gym had fake structures to simulate rooftop and city fights. Felicia studies the Spider-People, trying to understand patterns and fighting styles. They were all resilient, battles lasting as long as 35 minutes.

Having sparred with her Peter plenty of times before and recognizing the same moves, she was able to pave her way to the finals. While some spider-people admired her strength and combat, others were not too pleased to get their asses kicked on the first day in front of the boss. Their disapproval didn’t matter to her, though. All she wanted was a chance to kick Miguel’s ass and make him eat his words from yesterday.

Once Felicia heard Miguel call her name. She strutted past him without a glance, knowing it would get on his nerves. And it most certainly did.

“Night Spider, Scarlet Spider, are you ready?” Miguel asked from below.

“Born ready, baby.” She winks across the gym at the Scarlet Spider.

Scarlet Spider doesn’t say anything, entranced by the women who just winked at him.

“Ben?” Miguel tries to regain the man’s attention.

“Uh- Oh- Yeah! I’m ready!”

Bingo. Felicia thinks to herself, having noted that he was one of the spider-people who couldn’t stop watching her.

The alarm sounds, signaling the beginning of the flight. Felicia immediately thwips her new webs to a wall across from her, manuvering around to get out of Ben’s sight.

Ben looks around in confusion trying to figure out where Felicia disappeared. She giggles to herself. Poor thing won’t know what hit him. She thwips a web to the structure across her and swings in from beside him in a perfect flip, landing on her feet. She fully sits up tossing her platinum hair out of her face as she huffs out a dramatic sigh. “So are we gonna spar, or not, cutie?” she teases.

“Oh, baby, you didn’t even give me a chance yet! I’m not too sure if you can keep up with me.” Ben banters back.

“I’m sure I can, I’m full of surprises.” She winks.

“Is that a challenge?” He asks, watching her crawl along the side of the structure.

“If you want it to be.” She shrugs.

“Less talking, more fighting! Focus, Ben!” Miguel yells from the sidelines.

“Aw don’t listen to the grumpy old man, Ben, let’s dance!” Felicia teases.

“Alright,” Ben stretches his arms in preparation. “Let’s dance, baby.” He says with a cocky smile and a wink.

The two circle each other, sizing up their opponent. Ben took a few thwips with his web shooters, but Felicia gracefully dodged them. She then leaped forward and landed a powerful kick to his chest, sending him flying across the room, onto the bottom floor. He recovers quickly, running straight for her before she follows up with a flurry of jabs and kicks, each one landing with a loud thud. Finally, she spins around and delivers a powerful roundhouse kick to his head, knocking him over on his side. With him defeated, Felicia stands triumphant, laying her hands on her hips. “Are you finished, Spider? I’d hate to bruise that handsome face of yours.” She says as she lifts her hands to carefully inspect the blood on her claws before retracting them back into her suit. Ben lies on the floor, lying still, and groans with annoyance at losing so early.

Miguel, standing off to the side, admiring her talent, but quickly catches himself, not wanting to be enchanted by her siren song. “Enough, Fleicia wins.” He speaks up and walks towards the two fighters. “Spider-Cat, take Ben to the infirmary to check that head of his.”

Spider-Cat meows, in response before biting the hood of Ben’s suit and dragging him away.

“Felicia…” She straightens up at the sound of her name. “I’m… fairly impressed with your skills.”

“All for you, big boy.” She winks. “But do you think you can handle me?” She asks, clasping her hands behind her back, swaying them like an innocent child as she takes a step closer to him.

Miguel closes the space between him and Felicia leaning down next to her ear. “Try me.”

Felicia feels a sudden chill go down her spine, throwing her off.

“Positions, you two.” Jessica claps her hands urging the two to take their places and the recruits to go back to their seats to spectate.

Instead of using the structure, Miguel and Felicia squared off in the middle of the arena. His broad shoulders flexed under the material of his suit. His face was stern and determined while Felicia’s was lit up with a mischievous glint.

The two moved slowly around each other, circling and gauging each other's strength. Then with a sudden burst of energy, they both lunged forward. They crashed together with a loud thud, grappling and pushing against one another in a test of wills.

Miguel was the stronger of the two, but she was surprisingly agile. Felicia ducked and bobbed between his attempts to grab her. If she was quick enough, she would jump onto his back, using her powers to stick to him, confusing Miguel. As she crawled along the man, she attempted to punch and kick him but was met with a solid wall of muscle, barely doing anything.

While it didn't hurt too much, Miguel could feel her strength, fueling his determination to win the fight. Finally, he was able to get a hold of her on his back, tossing Felicia over his shoulder watching her land gracefully in front of her, reminiscent of her Black Cat days.

The battle raged on, the tension between them growing with each passing moment. The fight seems to last forever until Felicia finally finds her advantage. She jumps on him from behind, her legs wrapping around his neck and shoulders as she spins him around, causing him to lose balance. They both drop to the floor his arms caught in the hold of her legs, pinning him down to the floor.

Miguel grunts, feeling the wind get knocked out of him. He doesn't let it keep him down for long, quickly manuvering out of Felcia’s grip.

“Wanna make this more fun?” LYLA asked Jessica.

Jessica nodded, walking over to a trunk of weapons. She grabbed a training axe before walking over to where Felcica and Miguel wrestled on the ground. “Whoops!” She yells, tossing the axe 10 feet away from their faces.

Miguel and Felicia pause for a moment as their goals shift to getting the axe. Felicia tried to stand up but immediately face-planted as Miguel grabbed her ankle, tugging her back. This allowed him the time to dig his claws into the mat, bounding for the rubber axe. Once he grasps it he turns around to be met with a kick to the chest, causing him to stumble back. As he stumbles, Felicia Snags the axe from him.

Felicia swings the axe at Miguel's head, yelling “YOU SON OF A-” but misses as Miguel dodges it.

“Almost, sweetheart,” Miguel smirks before lunging at Felicia knocking her back, and pinning her to the floor.

“Ugh!” Felicia groans, getting the air knocked out of her.

Sneakily, she tried to grab the axe beside her but Miguel knew what she was doing. With her wrists pinned in his large hands, he slides them above her head so that she's unable to grab the axe.

“Ah ah ah,” Miguel’s mask disinigrates, revealing the smug face. Slowly he leans down to whisper into her ear. “I win.”

Felicia couldn’t help to feel both infuriated and aroused. Miguel lifts his head back up staring into her eyes.

Jessica quickly intervenes, not sure what was going on between the two.“Okay, Miguel wins!” She says as she walks to stand in front of the two, taking over the training. “Does anyone have questions? No? Okay, you're dismissed, see you tomorrow.”

As the Spider-People get up and swing out of the gym, Jessica turns around, watching the two separate. Miguel is the first to stand, offering his hand to Felicia, but she smacks it away.

“I don’t need your help.” Felicia stands, walking out of the gym without another word.

“What's up with her?” Miguel asks LYLA and Jessica.

Jessica shakes her head before leaving to follow Felicia.

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Felicia sits on the couch by herself in one of the empty common rooms. Hunched over, she holds her stomach with one hand while the other draws figure eights on the table. Her breathing is somewhat still shallow and the pain is evident in her face. She doesn’t look up when she hears someone enter the room and sit beside her.

“Hey girl,” Jessica sighed cautiously. “I've been looking for you, how are you feeling?”

Felicia shrugs, not wanting to respond, still carelessly drawing circles on the table in front of her. She could never let Jessica see her watered eyes, a tear threatening to escape her eye.

“Well if it means anything to you. Anyone who has sparred against Miguel has never won or been able to hold their own like you did today. And by anyone, I mean everyone here, including me. You’re probably the best fight he’s ever had to be honest.” Jessica pats her on the leg reassuringly.

Felicia stops and slowly turns towards Jess, asking “Yeah?” Jess nods back at her with a warm smile. “But by the look on your face, I can tell that might not be all that’s bothering you?”

Felicia sits up straight, trying to maintain her calm facade. “I um- Peter and I broke up.” Jessica frowns. “It didn’t exactly end so well. I felt like I was used and torn to pieces after that night. With everything that happened between me and Peter… I never wanted to be beaten down by another Spider-Man again, mentally or physically.” Jessica nods, begging her to continue. “So I guess after today I broke my own promise. And I let that- that stupid, ginormous ape beat me back into those same little pieces that Peter left me in.” Felicia pushes down any emotion that wants to come out.

Jessica doesn’t say anything but gently hugs her solemn friend. “I am so, so sorry, honey.”

Before she can say anything else, the door slides open. Miguel spots the two and timidly walks inside. “Jess”, he nods in her direction. She stands from her seat as well as Felicia. Jess gives her one last glance before exiting the room. “Actually Felicia- umm” he puts a hand out to stop her from leaving. “If you don’t mind, can we talk for a second?”

She silently nods, telling him to continue. He leans back on the edge of a table. “How’s your side? Any serious injuries?”

Felicia fixes her posture to seem more energetic. “No not at all. I’ll just be sore for a bit then get right back to good ol’ me!”

Miguel softly smiles, but only for a second before it disappears. It lights something strange in Felicia’s stomach, seeing his face without all the gruff and serious expressions. She quickly thinks about how she couldn’t wait to see it again.

“Well, I just wanted to make sure. You know I can’t- can’t have the new recruits go soft on me now.” Miguel tries to keep a tough exterior.

“Well, you can trust me, Big Boy, I’ll be tip-top. Night Spider, ready to kick anyone’s ass into next week.” She softly smiles at the new name, still having to get used to it.

“Ok,” Miguel replies.

They stood in front of each other, their eyes locked and their bodies tense. There was an undeniable palpable energy in the air. It seemed to crackle between them, and the intensity of the moment was unmistakable.

They both seem to snap themselves out of it. “Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.” Felicia gave him a small forced smile.

“Right,” Miguel chokes out and clears his throat.

“Tomorrow.”

Felicia moves around him ready to press in the door when he calls her name once more. She quickly turns around, her messy platinum blonde hair swiftly moving over her shoulder.

“Rest well, Night Spider” She smirks, as he finally calls her by her call sign.

“Of course, you too…. Miguel” she answers back walking out the door.

Chapter 3

A/N: Please lmk what you think. Me and the darling Co-Author are so excited about this series!

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whumpeesblog · 1 year

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I've been watching carnival row on TV which has me thinking about @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi s Silver, and has me wanting to draw some fae characters. I also got stuck on the idea of silver wearing a fishnet type top made of spider webs 🕸️

#whump art #whumpee #silver the glowstick #got some glowy pics and some non glowy ones #i was so excited to draw the spoder web top and then i didnt like it loo #*spider web #i havent drawn in so long #im a bit rusty

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ashecampos · 1 year

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Web Head

Trans Spider y/n

no love interest. yet. comment who should be the love interest though. Just a new series, maybe one shot I’m trying out. I’m this universe reader is Spider-Man but unlike any other spider person they have this one little problem. He was assigned female at birth.

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“HEY PENIS PARKER” a familiar voice shouts in my ear as I rest my head on my cold locker. A heavy force pushes my back towards the locker, my body is pushed up so my feet aren’t touching the ground, his hands grip the collar of my shirt. “What did I say about you seeing my girl parker?” He scowls at me. Flash Thompson. The bully. I grimace as a clenched fist makes contact with my face, my body dropping to the floor. Students gather around like this is the most important part of their day. Which knowing the kids from Brooklyn, it probably is. I pick myself up, dirty converse placed on the floor as I put my hands up to fight. For the fourth time this week. Once again his fist makes contact with my face again, this time he draws blood, my cheek cuts open from his silver plated ring, fuck. My turn. I quickly jab him in the jaw, his face is comical as he shakes his head, spitting out blood onto the floor, he smirks and grabs me by the chin and throws my body to the ground, with force he kicks me in the ribs a couple of times before she runs over. His girlfriend. “Flash what are you doing? Break it up” she pulls his arm so he is a distance away from me. It all happens so fast but teachers are storming towards us, one grabs my arm while another ushers flash toward the principals office.

Shoved into a seat, Flash and the head teacher is sat in the room with me. “you two used to be best friends, now you both fight” the principal starts. “One more time and you are both expelled. Your parents.. sorry guardians will be informed about this” he then states sternly. Fuck my uncle Ben is going to kill me, I’m so dead.

“Now go hurry along you have to catch a bus for your classes day trip if I’m not wrong” he chuckles before adding “boys will be boys” at the end of his sentence.

I throw my body down onto a free pair of seats, closing my eyes and sighing. Finally. “Shove along short ass” another familiar voice says through the crowd. Thank god it’s Tess, my best friend of eight long years. She’s the yin to my yang. The Cap to my Bucky. And all of that cringe shit. I quickly sit up leaving her room on the left to me, she sits and looks over to me, she shakes her head. “you look like shit” she states with a laugh “you should see the other guy” i smirk “I did”

After a few minutes of conversation she instantly perks up. Turning to me with puppy dog eyes she grabs my attention “please join the rugby team y/n, you’ll love it” she asks for the millionth time. I hadn’t played rugby since my parents left when I was 10. Chuckling I cave for her begging “I’ll think about it okay?” I say with a hint of sarcasm.

Our conversation flows naturally as time goes on, before we know it we have arrived at the place. Octavius labs. “Apparently they signed a deal with Doctor Connors” I overhear someone say in awe as we step off of the bus.

Once inside the building we get assigned groups and of course tour guides. Ours was some old man with 90s style glasses and white hair, someone you could see as your grandpa who has the best stories ever. In who you know led an amazing life. Tess pulls my arm making me look up at her, I give her a questioning look as she pulls out my camera. Sneaky bitch. “Hey I picked this up, thought we could sneak off to the spider enclosure and grab some shots, you promised to do me a spider tattoo, this can be your concept design” she smirks again with pleading eyes. She’s never been the one to like the field trips, she’s chill and would rather go do her own thing, that being dragging me to do things with her. I nod as we sneak away from the poor old man.

I open the door for her like a true gentleman, she enters the room and looks around surprised. I walk up to the spiders in awe. I grab my camera and get to work. Just as I click the button to take one last photo. A selfie of me and Tess with the spiders. I feel a stabbing pain on my left rib. Fucking binder. I grimace a little, making Tess look over. One hand keeps a hold of my camera as the other shoots to my rib. “You need to get a new binder” Tess says with sympathy in her voice. “Cmon we should go, you still down to see my mom tomorrow? she misses you a lot” Tess informs me, that makes me laugh a little, the pain being less apparent thankfully, we head out of the labs, heading back to the bus.

Opening the door to my aunt and uncle’s apartment. Now sporting a headache and chest pain, I walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. “Hey bud! How was the field trip?” My aunt may says with her signature smile. She wraps an arm around me giving me some weird half hug. “Mh?” I say groaning as my vision starts to go crappy. She kisses me on the forehead and smiles a little. “Go to bed y/n, you look like crap” she chuckles as I walk to my room and my body flops onto my bed.

A piercing sound hits my ears. Fuck my alarm, I cover my ears and slap my phone multiple times trying to shut it off after like 50 tries it finally stops. My eyes open and I feel like I’m blinded. What the fuck is happening to me? I cover my eyes and attempt to close my curtains, somehow I don’t trip over anything in my room and get the curtains first try. Weird.

The whole morning my sensory issues get a little bit easier to handle, I skate to school again and as soon as I enter I walk straight into Flash. Well I’m a dead man arent I? He is now sporting a black eye and a grazed cheek bone. He looks at me and swings for my face. I catch his punch which grabs everyone’s attention. He looks extra confused today, I sweep him off of his feet and he is now on the floor, being the respectful man I am, I walk away.

The whole day goes by questionably quick. One thing that is a bit confusing is that my hands are sticking to everything. It’s super annoying but I guess it was funny to see the look on Tess’s face when I held the ruby ball above her head without using the grip of my fingers, just my palm. That was a sight to see.

I skate home and get pushed off of my board by some tall dude. “What the fuck man?” I say using my deep manly voice. Or so I thought. “Fuck you tranny” he says as he comes closer to me. Well this isn’t good. I push him away and go to punch him but some weird white stuff comes out of my wrist, due to him already having his hand up, his right hand gets stuck to the wall with whatever that stuff was. I look behind me to see if it was someone else. Nope only us here. I look at my wrist confused. Did that stuff come out of me? what. the. fuck. I walk closer to the man, doing the same to his other hand before walking to get a closer view of the white stuff. It looks like string, I hold my hand out and shoot the stuff onto the bricks close to his head, I swipe a little off onto my finger to get a closer feel of it. Webs? Did I just shoot a spider web out of my wrist. I back away a little wait I’ve heard about this before. What was it. One of those stupid comics Tess likes. Uh spider woman. Yes that’s it.

While walking away I grab my phone and dial Tess’s number. On the second ring she picks up.

“Hey T, I need one of your comics” I say with urgency.

“Wait oh my god, have I converted you to the dark side??” She squeals into the speaker

“sure you have, do you still have that uh spider girl thing?” I say with a sigh knowing I’m never going to live this down

“I left it at yours because I knew you would want it someday, check under your old rugby uniform” she says, I just know she’s smiling trough the phone right now.

“Omg I love you so much, thankyouuu you stupid nerd” I say as o start to run back to my house, skate board in my hand.

I run into the house faster than usual and get to my room, once there I go straight to my old rugby shit, throwing my uniform to the side and grabbing the comic. I flip through it and it hits me. I got bit by a spider as the lab yesterday. Shitttt.

I lift up my hoodie and look at my ribs, remembering the stabbing pain I felt when I was with Tess when we snuck off yesterday. Two small red bite marks are placed on my skin. Great I’m going to die. Or turn into some mutant. I think death would be the better option here.

A few hours later and lots of reading the comic and analysing the facts of it, I decide I need to test my new ‘power’. I grab a flannel and go out, leaving a sticky note on the fridge which reads ‘went to Tess’s house xoxo’. I look around the streets trying to find a tall building, comic book in hand, I run up the stairs of a building and get to the top. “Just a leap of faith y/n..cmon just jump” I say to myself as I look down at the drop.

“nope no not happening” I say while running back down the stairs I go and find a smaller building and go on top of that instead.

One atop of the building I hold my hand out and try shoot a web. Nope that didn’t do anything. I hold the comic up and look at the hand gesture she done. Copying her action I throw my hand out doing the hand action and it works. Okay then that was easy. Now this.

I look down at the ground, I take a few steps back and run full speed to the edge and jump off. My body is on a downward spiral to the floor, I hold my hand out and a web shoots, attaching its self to a lamppost. Score.

I grab the web and aim my body toward the lamppost and it works I’m swinging across the streets in no time. This is so cool.

I end up taking advantage of this newfound advantage, I go to the shops and grab a bunch of snacks and hair dye, paying for them of course. I swing to Tess’s house, knocking on the door. Her mom answers it, i smile awkwardly. She lets me in and I walk into Tess’s room “hello sunshineee” I say as I drop myself onto her floor as she lays on the bed “hello goth boy” she chuckles as she looks down at me, I look up at her, holding up the bag. “I brought snacks and hair dye” she takes the bag and empties it out onto the bed, grabbing the hair dye first “do we have an exam tomorrow?” She questions, gaining a nod from me “hair dye timee” I say knowing she always dyes her hair before a test.

Next thing I know we are in her bathroom, she has half of her hair up in a bun and the rest I am applying pink to. Once I’ve done that, I wrap it in foil and she grabs the bleach box dye looking at my hair. “no please not again” I beg as I back away, she starts to open the dye, once the cap is off she shrugs “well it’s open now we must use it” she smirks as she puts a blob onto my hair “I hate you so much” I groan. My poor hair “love you too” she chuckles as she begins to abuse my hair.

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Heyy guys, this is part one of a new series I’m trying out. I hope you like it. Please comment who you think would suit our little y/n as their love interest.

Extra - have a photo of me and my bsf as spiderman, she’s the blonde one ofc, love you @bookaddict05

#reader insert #x y/n #avengers #the avengers #spiderman #transmasc #trans spiderman #ftm

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prvttystvr · 11 months

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SPIDERSONA

I finally watched the new spider-man movie, so here’s my spidersona(s)!

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— “My name is Rebecca. I was bitten by a radioactive spider, but… I wasn’t the only Spider-Man. In my universe, there were two radioactive spiders. One bit me, while the other bit my brother Michele. Now there are two Spider-Man in our universe: Star-Spider and Moon-Spider. I’m pretty sure you can imagine the rest. We live in the most beautiful city in the world: Romattan. We saved a bunch of people, I fell in love, we saved the city. And saved it again. Again, again and again. But after everything… we love being Spider-Man”

Rebecca and Michele Serra are two brothers from Earth-7865, where Italy and USA are fused. They live in the city of Romattan (Rome+Manhattan, lol). One day, they went to a superhero comics exhibit together. They had noticed a couple of spiders, one brighter and one darker. Convinced that they were part of the exhibition, they didn't give it much weight. They got closer to admire them better and the two spiders jumped on them, biting them. In addition to taking on classic Spider-Man powers, they've taken on other powers as well. The brighter one bit Rebecca, giving her the ability to create luminous webs and to resist high temperatures. The darker one, on the other hand, bit Michele, giving him the ability to camouflage himself in the shadows and to be able to see perfectly in the dark.

Rebecca aka Star-Spider is a 19-year-old artistic high school student. Her MBTI is ENFP. She is sunny, sociable, talkative, determined, sometimes distracted and creative. She is a lesbian and her pronouns are she/her. She has a best friend named Gwen who she is in love with. She likes to draw comics, loose shirts, go to the movies and adjust her and her brother's costumes. Her dream is to publish comics drawn and written by her. Her costume is based on the classic Spider-Man costume, but the main color is yellow. The webs and the spider in the center are white. On her back there is a large white eight-pointed star. She has her hair out of her mask.

Michele aka Moon-Spider is an 18-year-old classical high school student. His MBTI is INTP. He is calm, rational, friendly, curious and planner. He is aroace and his pronouns are he/him. He has a best friend named Peter. He likes history, water sports and playing computer games. He is considered a genius regarding history and geography. In fact, he received a scholarship to the best history university in Romattan. His costume is also based on that of Spider-Man, but unlike his sister, the main color is midnight blue. The webs and the spider are silver. On his back there is a full silver moon.

[picrew by PotatoLord. I can draw, but I don’t like the way I draw :’)]

#spiderman #spidersona #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #spider man across the spider verse #spider man into the spider verse #lesbian #aroace #aromantic #asexual

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linyphiidae · 3 months

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🏚️ (from stephanie!)

🕸️ > send 🏚️ for our muses to meet in a creepy location as decided by this generator

It's a grove located out in the brushland. It's been there as long as anyone can remember. Local people make a point of staying far away from it. A scientist who went to visit it recently vanished for days, only to turn up hundreds of miles away severely traumatized...

Unlike Batman or Red Robin, Lonnie'd never fancied himself a detective above anything else. It was part of the job, and one he was good at, but he preferred the rush of action at the end of the investigation -- of his work paying off -- more than the work itself.

That was one thing that being Moneyspider distanced him from, somewhat. The web was his domain and he thrived there, with less error than he'd ever made in the tangible world. He spun, strung, and ensnared for sustenance in the satisfaction of himself and those he sought to help and in the satisfaction of taking down or exposing the big-wigs, politicians, and liars that preyed on them. He still ate his fill; it was action as vital and as devastating as any. It just didn't feel so direct anymore.

He missed the feeling of boots hitting pavement. Of swinging through skyscraper-littered skies on his grapnel evading an enemy, of the plastic smell of Semtex and the thrill of scaring the pants off of suits, their frightened faces in the reflection of her mask. So, after tirelessly piecing together the jigsaw puzzle that was this newest case, he went out. Into the dark of the brushlands, just himself with MAX on standby.

The treads of Lonnie's all-terrain chair's wheels made tracks in the dirt behind her, but she was too engrossed in following her current trail to notice. An enticing news story had been floated her way on her message board starring a dazed ecologist she'd contacted for questioning, whose intel led her to a secluded grove miles outside of Gotham. The poor man had been terrified to talk about it, but invaluable nonetheless. She'd researched the grove thoroughly, learning of it's status as something of an urban legend. She familiarized herself with the ins and outs of each species of plant, animal, and purported cryptid that frequented the area -- as much as she could gather, since every researcher or hiker who had dared set foot inside had ended up at inpatient or worse. She came prepared with nose-plugs, covered herself from head to toe, and was armed to the teeth with matches, portable flamethrowers, and anti-toxins. Necessary precautions, because all of this had Poison Ivy written all over it.

When Lonnie finally reached a clearing through the heavy foliage, he looked around through the ruby tint of infra-red night vision lenses. So far, so good, save for a few sitting birds. Flipping open the pouch strapped to her thigh, she drew out her newest invention; a specialty soil meter that would confirm or deny her suspicions. Wiping the silver spiked end free of smears, he leaned over to stick it into the ground, when suddenly --

Rustling leaves from where she'd come, decidedly human. Jolting upwards, Lonnie slipped her baton from the same pouch, pressing the button on its side to snap it into a staff. He tried with all of his might to silence his hard and heavy breathing through his mask, not trying to turn around lest he alert whoever -- or whatever -- had been following him.

He decided he'd let them speak first. After all, it could just be another poor sap, fumbling to his doom through the trees.

#(( ohoho. i like this one...#cinnamunspice; SB #🕷️ > spinning the web; answered

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oletus-carousel · 11 months

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🕸️ ENTER YOUR FATE. 🕸️

"ARIADNE" / "THE FATE WEAVER" - THE EXILE'S LIMITED RELEASE S-TIER

“You have run away from those who cared for you. You are incomplete, and will always be.”

The Exile’s informal clothing gives way to a simple black dress, with the straps running across it that hold her Snares and other supplies having the appearance of glowing golden constellations. Similarly, the bag in which her Snares lie is golden. The pendant that always hangs about her neck is instead carved of true black opal, but retains the same shape. Her gloves give way to ones made of tan leather, with their bandages becoming interwoven straps. She wears a black leather sandal on her left [non-prosthetic] leg. Ivy wreathes up her legs, symbolising Ariadne’s connection to Dionysus, the god of wine.

Her hair becomes longer and ends in a braid at her mid-back interwoven with ivy. She wears a circlet of silver leaves, though it doesn’t touch her hair. Instead, it is stretched between two large bull’s horns [symbolic of Minos], which are cracked and dripping golden ichor. Her eyes are black buttons with silver threads resembling a spider’s web, and the webs glow brightly in darker maps.

Her Snares become golden threads, and when a survivor passes through them, they trail black or silver puzzle pieces for a short time while boosted according to her abilities. These reflect the faces of familiar Manor participants - notably Mike, Luca, Tracy, Burke [and possibly her father, Homura, the Hypnotist] - before fading. The aforementioned characters will not see any reflections. [The trail is a consistent mark across skins, but their appearance shifts according to the Exile’s skin.]

MATCHING ACCESSORY

Her special accessory is Corona Borealis - the constellation of Ariadne. It manifests as a golden serpent coiled into itself and hangs at her waist, with a black opal inlaid as the eye to match the pendant at her neck. A serpent will wrap around the character’s legs [or, in the case of characters like Hastur and Michiko without visible legs, will float around them] for as long as they are receiving the Snares’ effects. They also cause the puzzle pieces to warp and twist like puddles of water.

[[ I want this to be a [figurative] essence release but limited essence skins don't get accessories - until I flesh out her essence with more skins I'll keep her accessory in this post as if she's a shop package. ]]

#🎠 > idv exile #🎠 > into the dressing room #🎠 > 🕸️ fate's release 🕸️#🎠 > oletus carousel

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jointhearumanati · 2 years

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MHA TATTOO AND PIERCINGS HEADCANNON

🤴💣💥💢Bakugo: Grenade Tattoo on both forearms, with a medium silver hoop piercing in the place of the pins. Dyna tattoo on his left knuckles and Might on his right knuckles. Diamond Tattoo on Wedding Finger. Fantasy Bakugo's right bicep K tattoo. Words 1-A tattoo on his right ankle. Medium Ear lobe gauges. One lobe piercing each. 2 silver cartilage hoop piercing each. One Silver ball tongue piercing. One Silver belly button piercing. 2 left eyebrow stud piercing. 2 Intertwined Gear tattoo over his heart. Medium Silver hoop nipples piercing. Crossed drumsticks with skull in the middle tramp stamp. Words King tattoo below his collarbones.

⚙️⛰️👹❤️irishima: Half Gear tattoo over both shoulders. Red Riot words tattoo just below his collarbones. Diamond Tattoo on wedding finger. Fantasy Kirishima's left bicep K tattoo. Grenade Tattoo in the shape of a heart over his heart with a small golden hoop piercing in the place of the pin. Words class 1-A on his right ankle. 2 Golden hoop Lobe piercings on both ears. 2 traditional Japanese water sleeve tattoos with sharks instead of Koi. A belly button piercing with a R charm. 2 bell bar nipple piercing.

⚡🔌➕➖🎸Kaminari: Silver Ball tongue piercing. Electric guitar 🎸 tattoo on inner right forearm. 2 silver stud piercings on middle fingers, and the fingers before the thumbs. 2 lobe piercing each. Class 1-A tattoo on right ankle.

Sero: words Cello on left knuckles and Phane on right knuckles. Medium ear Gauge piercings. Words 1-A on right ankle. 3 spider tattoos on right forearm. Pink alien 👽 tattoo with a crown 👑 on the inside of his right wrist.

🛸💗👽👸Mina: Alien on left knuckles and Queen on right knuckles. 2 lobe piercing each. 2 silver hoop cartilage piercing. Web 🕸️ tattoo over both nipples with pierced nipples with dangling spider charms. 3 small butterfly tattoos from the right side of her forehead to her right ear. Belly button piercing. Snake tattoo coiled around her right bicep. 3 scorpion 🦂 Tattoos on right forearm. Hot pink Words Pinky trap stamp tattoo. Left leg sleeve of a UFO abduction trees and all. Hot Pink Alien 👽 with a 👑 crown on Left Bicep. Silver bull nose piercing. Word Acid tramp stamp. 4 Butterfly tattoos over right hip.

👂🔊🎸🎤Jirou: Red Triangle Tattoo on cheeks(she got fed up putting the makeup on). 🔊 Tattoo without the speaker behind her ears. Words 1-A on right ankle. Left Arm sleeve tattoo of sheet music. Microphone on inner right forearm. Words Deep Dope in a circle on left bicep. Electric Guitar 🎸on right thigh. 3 silver hoop cartilage piercings each. Stud nose piercing. Medusa piercing.

💴🙏🎹🍑Momo: Piano keys tattoo around right wrist. 1-A tattoo on right ankle. Lobe piercings.

🥦⚡🦵🐇Midoriya: Phoenix wings Tattoo on his back. Words Deku over his right knuckles. Words 1-A tattoo on right ankle. Lobe piercings. Bunny 🐇 tattoo on inner right wrist. Peace sign in All Might's colors on his right bicep.

🧑‍🚀👐👊🥋Ochako: Galaxy right tattoo sleeve. Words Uravity tramp stamp. Lobe piercings. Words 1-A tattoo on right ankle.

👅🩸🔪🏃‍♂️💨Iida: words Engineum tattoo just below his collarbones. Words 1-A tattoo on right ankle.

🐸👅🥺🛥️Tsuyu: Words Froppy tramp stamp tattoo with a green tree frog tattoo above it. Words 1-A tattoo on right ankle. White Lotus tattoo on right bicep.

❄️🔥❤️‍🔥❔Todoroki: Heart on fire ❤️‍🔥 tattoo over heart. Lobe piercings. Words 1-A tattoo on right ankle. ☄️ Comet tattoo behind right ear.

#my hero academia #headcannons #kiribaku #seromina #tattoos #pierced

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latenightsleeper · 10 months

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Silver and Pav doing some initial training after meeting

Silver: okay spiderling, show me what you got!

Pav: you got it! Proceeds to show off his moves, very nice and flash, fluid moves

Silver: nice nice…(none of that was actually any combat moves jfc)

Pave, out of breath: so..what..you..think???

Silver: very nice! …I’ll be showing you how to throw a proper punch now

#latenightsleeper #spiderman oc #spider oc #spidersona #spiderman sona #oc: silver webs #silver webs 🕸️#atsv pavitr #pavitr prabhakar #pavitr my beloved #silver: this child does not know how to throw a punch right #silver: who let him go like this?????#silver is very traditionally combat focused #like #his fighting forms aren’t AS flash as the other spiders #which isn’t a problem

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eternalnightboutique · 7 months

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Silver Spider + Spider Web Earrings

🕸️🕷️Only 2 Pairs Left!🕷️🕸️

#silver #spider web #earrings #halloween #halloween jewelry #gothic jewelry

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jedijesi · 5 months

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Caught in the Cat's Web Chapter 14

Miguel O'Hara x Felicia Hardy!Reader

Previous Chapter 🕸️ Series Masterlist

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Implied Smut, Heartbreak, Little bit of Violence.

Word Count: 4K

Summary: Felicia relives her heartbreaking past with her ex, Peter Parker AKA Spider-Man.

Co-Author: @stclairesplace

A/N: Sorry for the late update, holidays and finals have taken us hostage. Enjoy this chapter, I loved writing it! I also recommend listening to the other woman by lana del rey during flashbacks!

New York, Earth-192

Felicia and Miguel sat comfortably on the couch, pretending to be engrossed in the captivating show playing on the television as their minds wandered to the thoughts of each other's lips. She found solace in leaning against Miguel's chest, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall as he breathed, a comforting and familiar rhythm that reassured her.

The playful touch of his fingers touching the silver strands. As the scenes continued on the screen, Miguel would occasionally plant tender kisses on the crown of Felicia's head, causing her heart to beat faster. Then, with a delicate touch, he would kiss her neck, leaving a trail of affectionate pecks that ignited a spark within her. Each kiss left a tingling sensation in its wake, and Felicia couldn't help but sigh contentedly.

In this intimate moment, the outside world seemed to fade away as they found comfort and love in each other's presence, even if they were doing nothing but simply watching the television. The shared silence spoke volumes about their connection.

Miguel continued his sweet assault on Felicia's neck, listening to her soft gasps and moans, until LYLA's sudden appearance jolted Miguel out of his moment with Felicia. He sighed, reluctantly pulling away from her neck, his attention shifting to the unexpected intrusion.

"What?" Miguel asked, a trace of irritation in his voice.

"I thought you wanted updates," LYLA said, crossing her arms with a no-nonsense expression.

Miguel pressed one last tender kiss to Felicia's lips. "Enjoy your show, Hermosa. I'm going to go in the other room if that's alright."

Felicia nodded and stole one last kiss. "You can go to the gallery. Its the third door down the hall." She gestures with her hand.

With a smile, Miguel briskly made his way to Felicia's gallery. He opened the French doors, stepping into the room that held breathtaking displays of art. The walls were adorned with some of the most stunning paintings, and practically every inch of the room was covered with canvases. Miguel can’t help but shake his head and smile, imagining all of the Black Cat’s escapades.

“Miguel.” LYLA interrupts his daydreaming to remind him of her presence.

“Yeah, sorry, what’s going on at HQ?” Miguel asks as he walks to the desk by the window where a box of newspapers had fallen.

“One thing has been confirmed, It’s all an inside job.” Miguel sighs, bending over to help clean the mess on the floor. “Miss Drew and I interviewed everyone that works in the Gismo production so see if anyone has been smuggling them. So far, we’ve got nothing there. A little over two months ago there were a few outages in the security cams.”

“That must have been when they retrieved enough to give to the Maggia.” Miguel ponders as he places all of the newspapers back into the box.

LYLA continues to theorize, but Miguel becomes enchanted by the headings of the newspapers.

FAMOUS PAINTING: THE SWING, MISSING! NEW YORK’S NEW VILLAN, BLACK CAT?

Several security guards reported a woman in a

black suit and claws stealing the precious art.

Miguel chuckles to himself as he looks over his shoulder to where the girl in a pink gown on a swing, hung proudly in the center of the wall. Miguel flips through several more newspapers spanning over the years. As he flips through the various years and headlines staring his Felicia, he stops on one in particular that catches his eye.

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT FIGHT SCORPION

Has the Black Cat changed her ways?

“LYLA,” Miguel interrupts the AI’s train of thought. “Does Earth-192 have a Spider-Man?”

Taken back by Miguel’s random question, LYLA stops to go through the data in her codes. “Yes. Night-Spider and Spider-Man AKA Felicia Hardy and Peter Parker.” She informs. “Why do you ask?”

“She never mentioned having a Spider-Man.” His brows furrow.

“According to my records, Peter Parker of Earth-192 sponsored Felicia throughout her training and interview process.” Wanting to know more, Miguel dives back into the box of newspapers. “Whatcha doing there, boss?” LYLA peaks over Miguel’s shoulder with suspicion.

“Just… looking.” He shrugs.

“You sure you're allowed to do this? Might be a violation of her trust.” LYLA warns.

“Holy shit.” He muttered as he finds exactly what he is looking for.

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT KISS!

New York’s favorite crime-fighting duo was spotted kissing on the Empire State Building!

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT: NEW YORK’S FAVORITE COUPLE SAVES THE DAY AGAIN!

Spider-Man and Black Cat take down the sinister six!

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT PREGNANCY?

Is she bloated or pregnant?

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT ENGAGED?

Black Cat seen with diamond ring! Is it from cat burglar days or a special spider?

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT BREAK UP!

Black Cat makes it very clear that it is over!

LYLA and Miguel read each headline in shock. Slowly, Miguel places the stack back into the box, trying to take in the new information. As he takes a step back, Miguel notices a newspaper crumpled on the ground. Hesitantly, he picks it up to read the headline.

SPIDER-MAN AND NIGHT-SPIDER: NEW YORK’S COUPLE REUNITES WITH A KISS?

After a tragic car crash, the former Black Cat was seen working with Spider-Man and sharing a passionate kiss!

Refusing to let his scattered mind confuse the situation, Miguel grabs the box, rushing back to Felicia.

“Felicia,” Miguel calls out, striding down the hall into the living room.

“Yes, my spide-” Felicia’s smile fades as she recognizes the box he holds. “What are you doing with that?” Her posture straightens to attention.

Miguel timidly sits on the couch next to Felicia, setting it down between them. “I found this.”

She sighs, staring at the two Newspapers on the top. “SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT: NEW YORK’S FAVORITE COUPLE SAVES THE DAY AGAIN!” and “SPIDER-MAN AND NIGHT-SPIDER: NEW YORK’S COUPLE REUNITES WITH A KISS?”

“Mí Vida.” Miguel brights Felicia out of her dark thoughts as his hand touches hers. “You can tell me.”

“He was the guy that… kissed me that night- the first night I stayed with you.” Felicia could feel her heartache as memories began to flow filling her mind’s eye.

“He was the asshole that kissed you!” Miguel shouted, his eyes glowing red with fury.

Felicia nods. “Peter Parker, the man obsessed with the front page of the Daily Bugle.”

“I just don’t get it,” Miguel becomes baffled by the information. “Peter Parkers aren’t exactly known for being egotistical assholes.”

“He wasn’t always… he was my first love.”

Freshman Year of College…

Black Cat offered a playful smile from her elevated vantage point, perched on the rooftop as she surveyed the treasures of Tiffany & Co. she planned to rob after nightfall.

"Tiffany's? Again?" Spider-Man couldn't help but express his disapproval. "Can't we fight somewhere else tonight?"

Her melodramatic gasp followed, and she placed a hand over her heart as though she'd been wounded. "I thought we were close enough not to judge each other."

Spider-Man moved closer, nimbly walking along the thin rooftop wall. "When are you going to join me on a real mission and help people?"

Black Cat met his gaze, her sultry tone curling into a teasing purr. "Whenever you decide to take me on a date."

Spider-Man chuckled at her response. "That's not fair. You never say yes."

Black Cat shrugged with a devious grin. "You haven't earned it yet, Spider."

Their flirtatious exchange took a more serious turn as Spider-Man whispered into her ear, "I thought I earned it two nights ago, but I guess I was just a booty call."

Before Black Cat could come up with a witty response, Spider-Man suddenly leaped off the building, swinging down to the street below. Concerned and curious, she hastily followed him, only to discover that he had stopped traffic to allow a family of ducks to cross safely.

It was a simple, lighthearted gesture, but it struck a chord with Felicia. She couldn't help but reconsider her goals and her plans for the night, including her intended heist at Tiffany's. Perhaps she did want to explore the Italian restaurant Spider-Man often raved about.

Junior Year of College…

Felicia's heart raced with excitement as she raced up the steps of the campus lecture hall, leaping into his arms. "Pete!”

"My precious girl," Peter replied with a tenderness in his voice. He showered his girlfriend's face with affectionate kisses as his arms wrapped tightly around her.

"I missed you," Felicia pouted, looking up through her lashes at her dashing boyfriend.

Peter couldn't help but chuckle at her infectious energy. "It's been 8 hours!" he teased, his eyes sparkling with affection as he held her close.

"8 hours is a long time to show you this!" Felicia exclaimed, pulling a newspaper out from behind her back. She bit her lip, eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Daily Bugle

SPIDER-MAN AND BLACK CAT: NEW YORK’S FAVORITE COUPLE SAVES THE DAY AGAIN!

"We're New York's favorite couple!" Felicia excitedly whispered, her eyes dancing with enthusiasm as she carefully ensured they wouldn't alert other students. "We were all over international news, babe!"

Peter took the newspaper and inspected the featured photo, which captured the thrilling action of Black Cat and Spider-Man's recent battle against Vulture, Shocker, The Lizard, Sand-Man, and Green Goblin.

"Look how much you've grown, baby," he said, his voice filled with pride and love. "I'm so proud of you. I couldn't have done it without the love of my life."

With those heartfelt words, Peter passionately kissed Felicia on the steps wanting everyone to see how much he loved his Felicia.

Later that night…

"Wanna order takeout to celebrate?" Felicia asked as she playfully traced invisible doodles onto Peter's chest.

"Chinese downstairs?" Peter responded with excitement, his eyes lighting up at the idea.

"Mmhmm!" She confirmed as her fingers continued to dance along his skin.

Peter couldn't help but smile, and he gently pulled Felicia in for a sweet, lingering kiss. "I love you so much," he whispered, his words laden with warmth and devotion.

Felicia giggled her laughter like a cascade of soft chimes, and gracefully slipped out of the bed to put on some clothes. "It shouldn't take long. Why don't you set up a movie and get some drinks ready?" she suggested a playful glint in her eyes.

"Sure, baby," Peter agreed, giving Felicia a playful smack on the ass before she left their cozy studio apartment.

As he reached for his sweatpants, his phone chimed with a message, a notification that displayed a name he hadn't seen in a long time. His heart raced as he read the name, his mind racing with questions and emotions. The air in the room seemed to thicken with anticipation, casting a shadow over what had been a tranquil and affectionate moment between him and Felicia.

MJ: Hey, Tiger. It's been quite a while. I caught a glimpse of you and your girlfriend on the news, and you two were nothing short of amazing. I'd love to catch up sometime. Feel free to text me whenever you can. I've missed you <3

Peter: Hey, thanks. I'm just relieved no one got hurt. Missing you too, by the way. How's everything going?

MJ: San Francisco has been chaotic. I can't help but wish I was back home with you. ;)

Peter hesitated, his gaze fixed on his phone, before typing his next message.

Peter: How's your boyfriend?

MJ: I called it quits with him yesterday.

Peter: Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.

MJ: Don't worry. I'm genuinely happy.

MJ: I just realized that he's nowhere near as spectacular as you, Spider-Man ;)

Peter: Haha... Thanks. You're remarkable yourself too.

MJ: I'll be moving back after college next year. Perhaps we can reconnect?

Peter: Yeah, I'd really like that.

MJ: Can't wait to catch you on the news, Tiger. ;)

Peter's fingers danced over the phone screen as he exchanged messages with MJ. The nostalgia of their conversation filled him with a mix of emotions – a bittersweet blend of longing and fond memories. He couldn't help but smile to himself, lost in the exchange of words that felt like a breath of fresh air from his past.

"Dinner!" Felicia's cheerful voice broke through his daydreams as she walked into their cozy apartment, holding two plastic bags filled with takeout. Her vibrant enthusiasm clashed with the introspective mood that had overtaken Peter. "You didn't set anything up," she remarked, her smile slightly faded, but still optimistic.

Peter quickly wiped the smile from his face, placing his phone down as he returned to the present moment. "Oh, sorry," he mumbled, the weight of his previous conversation still lingering in his mind.

"It's okay, Spider. Everything alright?" Felicia inquired, her concern evident as she placed the bags of food on the small table by the window.

Peter managed to put on a smile, though the warmth that usually danced in his eyes was absent. "Never better."

Today…

Felicia's gaze was distant as she stared at the black and white print of the newspaper. "After that," she continued, "he became utterly fixated on the limelight. It was like he couldn't get enough of it." Her fingers absently traced patterns on the paper, betraying the weight of those memories. "He'd pose for every picture, he became obsessed with his physique, and took on the most outrageous stunts," she sighed, the words laden with both disgust and disappointment.

The room fell into a contemplative silence for a moment, the distant sounds of the city filtering in through the window. Miguel scooted closer to Felicia, letting her fall into his arms so that he could hold her. Then, she added, her voice lower, "He hooked up with MJ the very day she returned to New York." The words hung in the air, heavy with the knowledge of a romance that had played out in the public eye, and the impact it had on Felicia's relationship with the man in question. “Took me a bit to find out though.”

2 Weeks after Graduation…

The apartment was immaculate, as Felicia desired to surprise Peter on their special date night. Freshly cut flowers from the rooftop garden adorned the living space, their fragrant aroma mingling with the alluring scent of Felicia's new French perfume, filling the apartment with an ambiance of romance and elegance. She dressed in Peter’s favorite black dress with elegant make-up and sat on the fire escape of their cozy apartment, a hint of anticipation in her demeanor. She occupied herself by meticulously manicuring her nails, her signature black nail polish to match her attire. As the minutes ticked by, Peter's absence stretched to over an hour and a half, causing Felicia to be more engrossed in her nail care routine while the anticipation gradually turned into concern.

As the clock marked the two-hour milestone and Felicia's attempts at contacting Peter remained fruitless, her growing concern turned into determination. She decided to take matters into her own hands, donning her iconic Black Cat suit. With her agile and graceful movements, she swung out into the vibrant New York night, visiting the locations Peter frequently frequented in the hopes of finding him.

While gliding through the cityscape, the distinct sound of Peter's hearty laughter reached her ears, piercing through the bustling nightlife. Guided by this familiar echo, Felicia zeroed in on an apartment. With her newfound spider-powers, she stealthily crawled along the brick wall. Her cat-like finesse allowed her to peer inside the cluttered room, where she spotted Peter seated on a couch. Tears glistened in his eyes as he burst into laughter, the intensity of his amusement visible through the window. The sight both relieved her and piqued her curiosity, as she wondered what had brought such joy to her often absentminded boyfriend. Adjusting her angle, she finds the source in her blind spot.

Felicia's heart plummeted and an overwhelming feeling of nausea washed over her as she beheld the scene before her. Watching MJ in her underwear, return to the couch with two glasses of wine, a million thoughts raced through her mind. She knew she couldn't let Peter see how he had just shattered her world.

With a heavy heart and a sense of devastation, Felicia glided back to the apartment, her swift, graceful movements belying the turmoil within. She hastily packed her belongings, leaving no trace of her presence behind. The only place she could run to was the secret penthouse at the Plaza that her father left her. It was dusty as she had mainly used to store her stolen valuable jewelry and artwork. Previously, she was content with the idea of living a humble life with Peter, but life had different plans for her.

After moving everything out of her, now, old apartment, Felicia found herself on her rooftop of the Plaza, finally alone with her thoughts. It was the first time she allowed herself to fully absorb the reality of the situation, the pain of heartbreak weighing heavily on her shoulders.

Painted tears streamed through Felicia’s Black Cat mask, leaving streaks of make-up along her face. In an instant, the Spider-Woman-in-training decided to revert to her previous life, purging herself of any trace of Spider-Man. Her tears blurred her vision as she gazed down the street at the Dolce and Gabbana store. A shift in her demeanor occurred as an idea suddenly sparked in her mind. Before she could put her plan into action, she goes back inside for her old bag of tricks, hidden away in the dusty confines of her home.

Across town, Peter wiped away his tears of laughter before reaching for his phone, which was charging on the table. "Oh, shit!"

"What's wrong, Tiger?" MJ inquired.

"I have a ton of Spider-Man alerts; I gotta run!" Peter replied, quickly grabbing his Spider-Man suit from his bag.

"Hurry back, lover," MJ said with a gleam in her eye as she pressed a kiss to Peter's lips before he pulled the mask down and swung out of the window.

Felicia deftly twirled her vibranium baton in her hand as her eyes locked onto her next target. With a powerful swing, she shattered the glass protecting the precious jewelry. A triumphant scream escaped her lips as the gems and trinkets lay exposed. This was her fifth shop of the night, and in each one, she left his clothes and a deliberate and enigmatic message for New York's beloved Spider-Man.

Dolce and Gabbana: “CHEATER”

Tiffany and Co: “TRAITOR”

Gucci: “FUCK YOU”

Chanel: “LIAR”

Versace: “ROT IN HELL, SPIDER-MAN”

Each message bore the distinctive signature of clawmarks and a cat sketch, a calling card only too familiar to the city's web-slinger. As Spider-Man arrived at the first scene, a heavy sense of dread engulfed him.

"Did Black Cat make this for you, Spider-Man?" a cop inquired, eyeing the bold, black spray-painted words.

Spider-Man hesitated for a moment, his thoughts racing. "Are there more?"

The police officer nodded. "Yeah, several places around the upper east side have been broken into and tagged."

"Fuck!" Spider-Man cursed before swinging away in search of the next location. The night was a relentless cycle of pursuit, revealing message after message until he reached the last one. His frustration and anxiety grew with each discovery.

"FUCK!" he exclaimed once more, his voice filled with exasperation. He finally returned home to find his apartment nearly empty, all his belongings in a messy pile in the middle of the room.

Felicia stood before her floor-to-ceiling window, arms crossed, and gazed at the flashing police lights converging on the designer shops she had systematically destroyed. The ever-growing chaos in the city below, brought her a strange sense of peace.

After Felicia had run out of tears, she stepped away from the window and set about the task of cleaning the dusty apartment. She hung up her stolen art, unpacked her belongings, and gradually transformed the space into her new home. It was a solemn process of letting go and starting anew, but it needed to happen, even if she’d spend half the night doing so. Once the daunting task was complete, Felicia crawled under the covers of her king-sized bed, tears streamed down her face, and she cried herself to sleep.

Today…

As Felicia’s head rested on Miguel’s heart, she continued. “For the rest of the summer Peter and I were in an on-and-off relationship.” She cringed to herself. “He would keep trying to convince me that there was nothing between him and MJ. It was a painful cycle where I’d cried every night as I realized that I would never truly have his heart.”

“It’s not your fault, mí vida,” Miguel whispers, caressing her hair soothingly.

“Looking back, I realize I shouldn't have ignored the glaring red flags. I was a fucking dumbass and kept going back to him. I genuinely believed that the same Peter that would have stopped the world for some ducklings was still buried in there. But now, he's still obsessed with MJ's approval while she's obsessed with the chase. I hope they're happy in their psychotic relationship." She spat out, frustration causing her to throw the newspaper across the room.

Miguel presses dozens of kisses to Felica’s forehead to soothe her.

“Thanks, Miggy.” She looks up and smiles at Miguel. She moves around so her legs straddle his lap, a knowing smirk drawing itself on her face. She leans into his lips, whispering, “I consider myself very lucky to have you,” and presses her lips against his, both of them smiling into it.

“Is that so?”

“Hmm”

“And what is it about me that makes you feel lucky?”

Felicia takes a deep breath in before saying, “I love it when you throw me around.”

Miguel bursts out laughing at the bold statement. “You- you do huh?”

“Don’t you dare make fun of me O’Hara we’re supposed to be having a nice moment!” She slaps his chest to scold him.

Miguel catches his breath still laughing. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry what- what else, please please continue baby.”

Felicia huffs before continuing. “I like how you’re a good leader. You think about everyone else before you do yourself.” Miguel nods for her to continue.

“And I don’t care what anybody else says, but I like how you have a scary, menacing walk. Where people look at you and are scared to approach you but I for one find it incredibly sexy.” Miguel’s smile fades into a stern expression, his tone changing.

“Who says what now?”

Oops. “No one! Just rumors, anyways!” Felicia quickly diverts the subject, waving her hand in the air as if to wipe it away from memory.

“I like the way you look at me.”

“And how do I look at you?”

Felicia smiles to herself about the answer, the heat rushing up to her cheeks.

“C’mon tell me.” Miguel sits up more on the couch, hands now rubbing at her sides.

“I like how you look at me like I’m your equal. Like I’m worthy in every way possible. Not someone who needs fixing, or needs to be changed. You look at me like a partner, not an enemy.”

Miguel slowly nods his head, absorbing all the things that Felicia expressed to him.

“I’m lucky to have you too sweetheart. You have no idea, how lucky.” Without giving her a chance for her to reply he immediately pulls her head in to kiss her deeply. She melts into his arms, her heart racing as their kiss deepens. His words echo in her head, I’m lucky to have you. She feels so lucky to be in his arms, feeling safe and loved. She’d never felt such adoration before, not like this, especially with Peter. She wraps her arms around him, wishing for the moment to never end.

Chapter 15

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