A/N: y’all have no idea how excited I am for you to read this chapter! it’s a long one and full of emotions so make sure you’ve got some water with you. Likes and feedback of any kind are greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading!
Summary: In which we see how Peter feels about Moonlight and just how far Luna will go to protect the one person in the world she cares about
Word Count: 5.6k
Warning: violence, blood, gunshot wound, slight nudity
Chapter 4: Ditto
Time passed with the same routine but Moonlight and Spider-Man grew closer…and flirted more. Luna would always initiate it but Spider-Man would always follow. Sometimes if she was feeling extra spicy that night she would pull the zipper of her suit down enough to see the insane amount of cleavage the tight leather suit gave her. Out of the corner of her eye she would sometimes catch him looking for a second. It would only make her grin wide but she never called him out, not wanting him to stop looking.
The pair were currently sitting in a very empty central park after having had a very slow night. It was nearing midnight which was usually around the time they would call it a night. They sat beside each other, Luna with her legs crossed and facing Spider-Man’s side who had his legs stretched out in front of him as he leaned back on his hands as they talked about movies, specifically Ghost.
“Look, I’m not saying that it was a bad movie!” Spider-Man argued from his place beside her. “I’m just saying I didn’t like it!”
“That’s fine. You’re entitled to your wrong opinion.” Moonlight shrugged.
“Name one good thing about it.”
“The end when he tells her he loves her and he’s always loved her and she says ditto like c’mon!”
“That’s my issue with it!”
“What?!”
“I would never say ditto when someone tells me they love me.” He scoffed.
“What would you say then?”
Peter stared at the woman beside him and sat up so that he could lean in closer. The smile fell from Moonlight’s face but her doe eyes looked at him in a way that spurred him on to do what he wanted.
“I would…I would cup her face.” His hands came up to tentatively cup Luna’s face, her mask grazing the edges of his thumbs. “And I would.” He breathed, hearing her heartbeat pickup just like his had. “And I would tell her that she’s my everything and I love you cannot compare to how I feel about her.”
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His close friends and family calling him Andy makes me 🥺
ANDREW GARFIELD guest-appearing on The Graham Norton Show | 18.02.2022
Me with part two of the sun is a blue moon
thinking about my fic in the shower:
trying to actually write my fic:
Synopsis: A health scare reveals to Peter the things she never talks about, and worse, the things she keeps hidden for fear of speaking them into being.
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader (she/her pronouns); established relationship, angst, worry, fluff; Basically, if you’d like to suffer and then recover in 9k words, read this.
Warnings/Spoilers: health related concerns (spoiler warning: reproductive health is included), troubled family history, horrible mothers, mental illness, tragedies, mentions of other elements related to these issues. This is quite emotionally demanding, but ends on a positive note. Also, please note that the medical info in this is intentionally manipulated for the story’s convenience. For example, you cannot diagnose certain illnesses with a blood test, but one is used here. There aren’t any bogus claims or anything like that, but medical accuracy is sweked.
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A half hour has passed since she received the call from Dr. Connely, and the same half hour has been spent staring at the wall farthest away from her work desk. No one has called her out for it yet, but then again, the office is mostly empty today. Few people choose to come in when the weather resembles the end times, but she happens to like torrential rain. It’s especially nice when you work on the first floor, rather than the 14th, but somehow not even the thundering of rain drops can distract her mind.
She doesn’t know what this means, for now or for the future.
She does, however, wish she hadn’t gone for that check-up. Yes, she would’ve been postponing the inevitable and embroiling both her and her partner in something entirely nebulous, but she just wishes she had more time.
Peter.
What kind of world is this, where at once you’re the happiest you’ve ever been, and then a six minute phone call severs the branch from under your feet?
Maybe she should’ve suspected something, or at least been more cautious, given the state of things. Family history being what it is for her, the likelihood of this outcome was sadly not that low.
And now it proves devastating.
Going home weighs heavy on both heart and mind, and ten blocks away the pitter-patter on the umbrella has become too much, so she puts it away. Not even two blocks later, she’s soaked to the bone but successfully distracted, at least temporarily. She knows Peter’s arrival isn’t that far away, and in a moment of fear, she considers not going inside and just meandering about in the storm.
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I don’t think you understand how just gosh darn slap your knee excited I am for this
Bro I woke up sad af - BUT imma write a fic where Peter busts down a door at a party saving reader from a handsy jerk. I’m very excited. Protective Peter does something to my insides….
Also, happy Friday!
Okay but the Peter Parker HP AU was beautiful 🥺 I’m a ravendor mostly ravenclaw but I could relate to Peter so well!!!!! AHHHHHH
Thank you for this message it was like a punch to the heart but a very good punch I’m so happy you could relate and that you like it 🖤
ANDREW GARFIELD 2021 | Behind the scenes of Netflix Queue Photoshoot
Peter Parker is my favourite frenetic Jewish boy with anxiety and beautiful hands who is also bisexual 🕸
Would 10/10 die for this
I have an idea for a blood bender!reader x tasm!peter parker, would anybody be interested in this?
Based off the idea that Mr Peter Parker has a certain versatile quality. A tender, loving spidey, versus something a little darker. With that in mind, it’s a two-parter and first up, is Sickeningly Cute Spiderman who calls you his sweet girl. I think I could have captured this better but I’m a bit rusty. *bracing myself for this one*
Universe with characters v much of age, in 20s like.
Warnings: Fluffy Smut 18+ , swearing
It was two o’clock in the morning and you still hadn’t allowed yourself to sleep. You told yourself simply liked listening to the rain and it had nothing to do with your overdue superhero. It felt cold, even underneath the sheets. You were missing him whilst he was out fighting crime, keeping everyone safe: it was about time he returned so you could make sure he was safe too.
“Knock Knock.” He appeared at the window on your fire escape, mask in his hand.
“Who’s there?” You smiled, playing along.
“A masked vigilante.”
“A masked vigilante, who?”
“No-” He laughed.
“That’s not how those jokes go, Bug Boy.”
“Hey! You knew it was me?!” You giggled and got out of bed to open the window.
“Still in one piece, Spiderman?” He dropped into your room and closed the window behind him.
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Oh Daisy, I’m sorry to hear how tough things have been. Sending you and your mom my love 🌻💛 —v
Thank you V 🖤 We’re all remaining very optimistic about the future and her treatment. I appreciate the message so much 🥺