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18 // 🌌 “amaze, amaze, amaze”

[m0on1ight1]

ㅤ 𝒎.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝑨𝑶3 ㅤ 𝒎𝒆𝒏 & -16 𝑫𝑵𝑰 ㅤ 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆

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[m0on1ight1]

This one’s lowkey fucked up and I can’t outwardly get mad about it so!!!! Read at your own risk

I’m genuinely suffering from my mental health. I hate to say it but it’s seriously a constant struggle to find reasons to stay.

I’m recovering from sh and back when I used to do it consistently when I was a young teenager, my mom found out three separate times and she handled it in absolutely all the worst ways. Every single really bad approach you could think of, she used. It fucked me up. It actively does still fuck me up.

She also for some reason ties it to me being an attention whore because she found a pic I took of myself FOR myself when I was like 13 of me crying in my photo album and decided I’m a drama queen who needs other people’s validation when I’m sad. Lmao okay?? It gets me going so bad because she pulls out this same bullshit every time she assumes I’m crying in my room or in a bad mood, or even if I just want to be alone. Apparently it’s a crime to want alone time. She’s sick in the head for it and I’m expected to open up to her but not ever be emotional about anything?? Unbelievable.

I also have a habit of picking at/biting my cuticles which I’m not proud of but it’s pretty hard to stop. She saw it a minute ago and automatically assumed I’m ’copying people online’ by relapsing with sh and ‘seeking attention’ again. Over cuticles, mind you. CUTICLES

Every time she acts like this I can feel myself getting closer to losing my mind, and the issue is there’s absolutely no way I can get away from her any sooner than four to six years from now which I’m absolutely not ready to spend with her. I’m tired. Honestly I don’t think there’s much to do or say but I just need a break from her.

[m0on1ight1]

What do I do if I’m great at making speeches but I can’t fucking stop shaking when I do. OHHHMMYYYGGOODDDDD TOP TEN MOST FRUSTRATING THINGS EVER

[m0on1ight1]

Update I got it🥹

[m0on1ight1]

What do I do if I’m great at making speeches but I can’t fucking stop shaking when I do. OHHHMMYYYGGOODDDDD TOP TEN MOST FRUSTRATING THINGS EVER

[m0on1ight1]

Taglist so far!!

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Comment to be added/removed <33

[m0on1ight1]

[letmebeurbaby]

゛𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑬 ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ — 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

⋆ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ~ ex situationship!ellie x painter!reader

⋆ 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 ~ you've finally secured a spot in the art world and made a name for yourself in seattle, leaving college behind for good. but the past is about to knock again on your door when a very particular commission comes through, bringing up some deeds you had left undone with ellie.

⋆ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ~ swearing, purely introductory, MEET THE CAST, just me having fun basically lol, text fic, social media au, afab!reader. cis men and minors dni.

masterlist • next chapter ->

pictures from pinterest

a/n: i'm still trying to understand how to make smaus work, so tell me how u like it!! <33 also, tumblr decided to randomly delete this post from my queue so i had to do it all over again rn. SO FUN!!

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tag game <𝟑 .݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆

tysm @popecodysgirl for tagging me!

last song: sue me by audrey hobert

currently watching: love island usa season 8 and just finished off campus s1!!

current obsession: smoothies and the gym <33 summer belle is here

currently reading: all of us are guilty here by karin slaughter!

currently working on: writing my fics!! and going to the gym and saving my money <33

last internet search: michael kors bag, i need a new purse <33

no pressure tags- @groovyangelkisses @whatif-ialreadydid @evilrry

[whatif-ialreadydid]

meow hi belle! <3 ilysm <3

last song: hate that i made you love me by ariana grande

currently watching: rewatching the bear in prep for final season! and rewatching comfort movies!

current obsession: crocheting and staring into the abyss

currently reading: i am malala by malala yousafzai

currently working on: i'm crocheting a blanket and desperately tryna break this writer's block... any tips?

last internet search: 'how to style a handkerchief tank top with a cardigan' we ended up not buying it though </3

no pressure tags: @sapiensecrets @poseidons-lovechild @nereidprinc3ss @mariasont

[sapiensecrets]

jamie tysm for the tag!!!

last song: looking at me by sabrina carpenter

currently watching: absolutely nothing! i am too busy to watch tv which is devastating but most recently i watched below deck down under 🤩

current obsession: making beaded animals

currently reading: again not much time for reading...but the last book i read was interesting facts about space by emily austin

currently working on: switching between denmel x reader, hot shot series, bad omens part three, and some robby x val (gasp)

last internet search: 'when did victorious air' because my friend insisted it was out by the time we were in second grade...it was not!

no pressure tags: @ccandlehead @ialreadymadeyouapromise @mrs-dr-reid @strangegirl26sff <3

[ccandlehead]

thankyouu for the tag !! <33

last song: the precipice by jessie mazin

currently watching: im locked in for exams rn sooo.. nothing atm but i have about 11 unfinished shows including abbot elementary, the bear, and iwtv !!

current obsession: lowk gum. i get these random phases of being obsessed w chewing gum bc it helps sm with my oral fixation but makes my mouth super dry also so 🤔

currently reading: call me by your name :p

currently working on: i have like 500 drafts including dennis smau part 6, eater!dennis oneshot, first time w dennis, sugar mommy n babysitter reader w baran, and other blurbs !!!!

last internet search: the daily poople 😭😭😭😭 basically you get a word and you have to keep guessing words by changing only one letter every time to get to the word poop. . its actually rlly hard

no pressure tags ! @saphicangel @sprale-is-so-freaky @lukovsnirvana @kittywrites11 @zeyz444

[saphicangel]

thank you @ccandlehead for the tag love ya <𝟑 .ᐟ

last song: back to me by the marias

currently watching: rewatching anne with an e cause i’m tired of rewatching house (i'm a creature of habit don’t come for me)

current obsession: hmm ykw I've recently got back into painting and playing the piano, so I guess those two !

currently reading: care of the critically ill patient was my last read, but I'm thinking of starting Jane eyre.

currently working on: moth brain series and my thousand other drafts lol.

last internet search: 'when did ww2 end' yeah my brother and I where having a very spirited debate.

no pressure tags ofc: @cursedyuri @starduszt @elliesadore @imelliesgf @iclosemyeyes

[elliesadore]

aw wait this is so cute :3 thank you @saphicangel for including me in this ♥︎

last song : hmm the blackest day by lana del rey!

currently watching : the middle sitcom ♥︎ & re runs of big bang theory! i’m a sitcom girly lols

current obsession : reading classics! & replaying the last of us for the millionth time. i feel like that’s been my obsession for about a year

currently reading : pride & prejudice by jane austen

currently working on : run for the hills last chapter, abby one shots, and alone & forsaken chapter two! ♥︎

last internet search : 1001fonts.com 😭

some tags to keep this cute chain going ! @satellitespinner @elsfawns @isaellie @fallend0ll @m0on1ight1 ♥︎

[m0on1ight1]

I love this sm!! Thank u for the tag @elliesadore <3

last song : reflections by the nbhd

currently watching : the Star Wars movies :> (currently in the middle of attack of the clones)

current obsession : the last of us always but that’s a given, so I’m gonna say movies generally bc this year I have a goal of watching as many movies as I can + going to the cinema as often as possible

currently reading: animal farm!! I’m just about to start itttt im so excited

currently working on: I literally JUST thought of a new oneshot that I won’t spoil yet but I can’t wait to write it hehehehheheheh

last internet search: a7 guitar chord (I knew it I just forgot the name😭😭)

No pressure tags!!: @eliwilum @nebulamor @vahnilla @lesmerri @leilune

[m0on1ight1]

Quick confession I used to be a diehard Genshin fan and I just remembered that I read the most soul crushing kaeya & diluc fanfic and it was so sad I genuinely cried but I think the ending was good either way I wish I could find it and read it again bc wow

[m0on1ight1]

OH MY GOD I FOUND IT

[m0on1ight1]

Quick confession I used to be a diehard Genshin fan and I just remembered that I read the most soul crushing kaeya & diluc fanfic and it was so sad I genuinely cried but I think the ending was good either way I wish I could find it and read it again bc wow

[satellitespinner]

the way Ellie opens her mouth and pushes forward during her second kiss with Dina makes my stomach flip every single time no matter how many times I watch it. my girl was HUNGRY

fuck. i rewatch this scene every day i adore her. she was soo needy for that kiss !! she wanted dina SO BAD. ellie baby cmere i needa be kissed like that

[satellitespinner]

first thing on my pinterest btw!! @nonnie

[elsfawns]

WHTHTAHAHFHTHWHDHDS HELLO?

[m0on1ight1]

Holy shit

[m0on1ight1]

I hate printers I hate printing I hate all of it

[m0on1ight1]

I woke up and immediately giggled bc I remembered that I have blue hair now

[m0on1ight1]

I write fanfiction what the fuck do you mean I can’t write a two minute speech

[m0on1ight1]

🕸 NO TIME TO DIE CHAPTER 2

🕷 word count ~ 3.4k

🕷 content warning ~ vague flashback, fight scene, memory loss, mentions of grief, profanity, no use of y/n, not proofread

🕷 SYNOPSIS ~ Happy thinks a little too much, and Ellie finally meets her best friends again, along with you. It’s her first class, and she just so happens to be put in a group with you. What could go wrong?

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Happy hasn’t been able to sleep well. Not since Tess passed. Melatonin won’t help, either. He just can’t stop thinking all the time. His brain never gives him a rest. Sometimes he remembers someone at her funeral. Who was it? He has no clue. He just knows they are important. Maybe a relative.

It only took him a day after the interview to accept Ellie’s application. A week has passed, and she’s already an excellent asset to Stark Industries. She almost seems familiar with some of the older provided equipment, and her programming skills are unmatched for people her age. Every time she looks at him, though, she almost looks… wistful. And he can’t hold a conversation with her for more than two minutes. It’s like she’s deliberately avoiding him.

He doesn’t get it.

Something about her is so weird, but he can’t put his finger on it. Williams has this unnerving energy to her, it feels like he’s missing something bigger than the both of them. Come to think of it, every time he does manage to talk to her, he gets all lightheaded and his head hurts. Sometimes, it even happens when he simply thinks about her too much. Like right now. His head is killing him.

After tossing and turning beneath the dim lighting of his too-large bedroom, Happy gets out of bed, groggy and a little unbalanced, and steps out to get a glass of water from the kitchen. Tylenol will do the trick.

He pads down the stairs and finds himself at the cabinet, grabbing the nearest cup. Twisting the tap, Happy watches as the clear cylinder fills.

Ellie… What about you feels so profound…?

“Damn—” Happy gasps and his eyes shut tightly, seemingly unprompted. His cup drops with a loud shatter as the shards and water litter the floor. Paying no mind to that, his hands fly to his forehead, yelling out in pain and slamming his back against the countertop. It’s like an imaginary anvil just banged itself right against the back of his head.

The world spins. Flashes of color blind him. The throbbing pain won’t stop. His feet feel unsteady on the marble floor. Is the floor still even there? It feels like he’s traveling to a different dimension. It’s hard to differentiate between what is real and what isn’t.

Before he knows it, he’s collapsed on the ground, knees now aching from the force of his fall. 

In one moment, Happy goes from facing paroxysmal, searing pain, to nothing at all, no trace to prove he even felt it in the first place. Even his headache that brought him down here is completely gone.

His first reaction is to look around, turning his head back and forth because he doesn’t know what to do other than look for the source of the pain that terrorized him merely a second ago.

Obviously, he doesn’t find anything. Taking a deep, slow breath to recollect his thoughts, Happy starts to piece things together.

Ellie… Ellie Williams… Oh, Ellie…

Ellie is Spider-Woman. She was the one at Tess’ funeral. She was the old intern. She was Stark’s apprentice. The kid from Queens. She stole Cap’s shield that one time!

Hold on… How the fuck did Happy manage to forget all that? Is that why she seemed so sad whenever she looked at him? Does she know something he doesn’t? If she does, why wouldn’t she say anything?

Quickly, he moves from confusion, to recognition, to sadness, to anger.

None of this makes sense to him. How did he just omit Ellie as a whole? Did he get amnesia? No… When you’re involved with the Avengers, it’s never ‘just’ a medical condition.

He doesn’t get it just yet, but he knows something happened. And he knows Ellie fucking knows.

Between the library’s nonfiction and science isles resides a certain redhead on the couch, skimming through the third academic textbook she found related to quantum physics. She’s been secretly trying to enhance her makeshift web fluid now that she finally has access to old Stark tech. Ellie’s been on a spree, trying her hardest to find optimal conditions for the web fluid to have that elastic sweet spot but still be durable enough to stop an accelerating military aircraft

It’s late at night, only the occasional flipping of pages or deep sighs being heard by late night crammers. The atmosphere feels still, frozen in one moment. If Ellie were to look at the clock, she wouldn’t be surprised if she saw the hands frozen in their spots.

Beside the textbooks, Ellie keeps her notebook flipped to the last couple of pages, filled with all the notes she gathered that she thinks could help. It’s hidden in plain sight. Nobody would expect her to keep a web fluid recipe on the back of her statistics notebook.

She does check the time for real now. It catches her off guard to see that the clock reads midnight. Has she really been here that long?

She grabs the last textbook she found and approaches the librarian to rent it. She returns to the other two afterwards to return them to their shelves, because she’s just helpful like that.

Tomorrow’s her first class in Statistics and Data Analysis. It’s a general requirement in ESU for students who are still in their foundation year. Astrophysics has a little bit of everything, so she isn’t surprised that she can’t drop this subject. Also, she doesn’t want to risk skipping classes unnecessarily. Attendance actually matters in college, and lessons start to pile up way too quickly.

Ellie’s eyes dart around the massive hall as the people rush through it. She can barely hear her own thoughts over the noise of fellow students passing by to reach their first classes of the day. ESU is notorious for its large and gifted community, there’s no doubt.

Adjusting her grip on her busted up backpack’s strap, she squeezes between other students in her trek to Dr. Frazier’s class: Statistics and Data Analysis. It takes her a second to find it, but she gets there.

She didn’t know what to expect when she walked in, but she sure as shit didn’t expect this.

You, Jesse, and Dina. All three of her friends-turned-strangers.

Nope, she thinks. Not today.

After the hell she’s been through lately, especially with Happy so close to her all the time in her internship, Ellie doesn’t have enough willpower left in her to face you and her old friends. She pivots in her place and walks straight back to the large oak door. However, the moment she reaches for the doorknob, she gets pushed back by the entrance of another. It’s Dr. Frazier, standing tall and confident in that tired-and-wise-old-man way. Ellie takes a half-step back, nearly stumbling as she tries to make room for her professor to fully enter.

With a casual air, Dr. Frazier smiles without teeth as he looks down at the girl in front of him. “Hi. You’re in my class, I assume?”

A small nod is an adequate answer in Ellie’s book, so she uses that to spare herself the embarrassment of spewing incoherent bullshit in a flustered flurry. She scurries off to a seat at the back, far away from you and the others while hopefully remaining unnoticed by Frazier.

The first half of the class passes smoothly. Dr. Frazier introduces himself and expands on what he has planned for the syllabus this semester. The course doesn’t seem tedious, but it seems like this guy’s a fan of group work. He decides to separate the class into groups of four, but since Ellie's a bit farther from others, and Frazier had previously noticed you, Dina, and Jesse being a close trio, he decides to move Ellie from the other side of the class.

You recognize her from the coffee shop. She came in that one time, acted all weird, and never visited again.

The walk feels like some kind of humiliation parade to Ellie. She can feel three pairs of eyes tracking each step she makes towards your table. She almost forgets to swing her hands while walking in fear of looking like a dork trying to act cool.

To her, the most ideal seat is the one next to Jesse, where Dina is parallel to her and you are the farthest. She doesn’t lift her gaze, doesn’t even say ‘hi’ or nod in acknowledgement.

Even then, Dina is still Dina. She taps the edge of Ellie’s table, offering one of her signature bright smiles. “Hey, there. I’m Dina.”

All Ellie can do to reply is kiss her teeth and nod once. She loves nodding. She manages to mutter a quick “Ellie,” just so she doesn’t sound too cold.

Now, Dina may be outgoing, but she isn’t clueless. She senses the lack of enthusiasm from Ellie’s end and leans back in her chair to pay attention to the instructions for the group activity.

Jesse exchanges a look with you, very subtly tilting his head towards Ellie from behind her. She’s weirdly tense, and you three don’t even know her yet. You shrug, wanting to give the new girl the benefit of the doubt.

Dr. Frazier, thankfully, isn’t evil. He chooses a pretty forgiving ice breaker, which is to simply tell your group about yourself. Each group can build conversations based on that, or simply stay quiet after a brief preface. Sharing with him and other groups is also encouraged.

Ellie starts first, wanting to get this over with before she’s forced to say much more.

“Uhm, like I said, my name’s Ellie, and I’m originally from Wyoming,” she mutters, briefly allowing her eyes to dance over the three of you.

You tell her your name and where you’re from as well, matching Ellie’s sentence structure.

“Dina, Jesse, and I met in high school, but it’s great to see a new face,” you chirp, hands on your knees as you hardly lean forward, trying to make Ellie engage a little more. She doesn’t give any of you much to work with, merely nodding for the millionth time today in curt return.

Jesse sparks a conversation between the three of you, leaving Ellie out since she’s clearly uninterested. He brings up how Flash somehow got into ESU as well.

Hearing that, Ellie gives a little smirk at the thought. Flash? In ESU? Maybe she’ll cross paths with him. It’d be a funny encounter. He’d probably still try to start shit with her, so she’s not too sad about him not remembering.

You steer the topic into each of your careers, talking about what you’re all most excited about and stuff like that. You made a pact to make this year as fun as humanly possible without getting anything below a 4.0 GPA. Ambitious, but achievable with the right mindset.

Ellie surmises that you and Dina are both in pre-med, while Jesse is in his preparatory year for electrical engineering. You always talked about wanting to be a doctor, and so did Jesse with engineering. Dina was being super indecisive when applications came around, so it seems like she chose to go along with you.

Slowly, Ellie starts to pluck up the courage to chat as well. She gathers what she can from the talk you three are having and gradually thinks of things to add. Such a technical approach sounds silly, but winging it sounds like the most terrifying thing in the world to her at this moment.

Just as Ellie opens her mouth to say something, numerous phones buzz and ding. She tries to pay no mind, but you beat her to it.

“Shit—the central bank’s being robbed,” you speak, eyebrows furrowed as you check the breaking news report.

Ellie’s muscles lock up, but her instincts don’t let her stall for long. She’s on her feet before she realizes it, grabbing her bag and practically sprinting out of the door with an inaudible request to use the bathroom.

Dr. Frazier doesn’t even try to say she can go. A dust trail is already in her place.

Dina blinks once when she turns back towards where Ellie should be, processing too late that she’s already gone. She grumbles, mildly annoyed by Ellie’s entire demeanor. “Uh… okay?”

All of you go silent for a minute. You break it, looking down and appearing a little disappointed. “Maybe she had an emergency..”

Jesse shrugs, nudging your elbow. “Don’t think too much about it. She’ll probably warm up sooner or later. Seems like the shy type.”

You lift your head once again and accept Jesse’s words, even though a part of you feels more hurt about this than you likely should be.

Leaning against her usual alleyway’s wall, Ellie yanks her suit up repeatedly in a rush to get her leg through it, a string of expletives leaving her lips as she wonders why she chose to use spandex.

“—cotton would’ve done—just fine!” She chokes out, finally pulling her suit on all the way. She slides her mask down her face and shoots a web upwards, swinging to the source of commotion.

A group of thugs guard the bank’s entrance, ensuring that nobody enters or exits.

Cute.

Ellie doesn’t even need to reveal herself, she latches onto the top of the building they’re standing in front of, smoothly immobilizing them one by one without alerting others. Soon enough, they’re all dangling in each of their own infamous web cocoons.

After that, she waltzes into the bank through the main entrance. One of the thugs immediately spots her, promptly aiming a machine gun at her head. She puts her hands up, still taking a couple steps closer.

“Hey, you guys know where the bank teller is? I got a deposit I wanna make.” She explains with a masked smirk.

“You think you’re funny?” Another thug approaches, eyes narrowed beneath his balaclava as he speaks in a thick, unfamiliar accent. A black crewneck covers his torso, a sliver of ink peaking out of his sleeves on both hands. His face seems big, and one eye has a milky, almost pearlescent film over the iris in pupil. He lifts his own gun to aim at Spider-Woman.

“Yeah,” she answers with a soft chuckle, lowering her hands as she feigns letting her guard down. Before any of the people in front of her make a move, she shoots a web at the guy who just spoke. He seems like the leader, so it might be best to finish him off first.

It takes a lot of back and forth before Spider-Woman finally manages to corner this guy. He’s large and bulky, veins bulging out even from under the fabric he’s wearing. It’s unsettling, to say the least, how artificially strong he seems. She hasn’t seen anything like it since the Avengers were still around.

He is admittedly pretty strong, capable of roughing her up with the slightly older equipment she has access to now. She also gets whiplash from catapulting herself with a web a little too aggressively. If she had the tech before the mass amnesia spell, she would’ve been finished with this ages ago.

She leaps onto his abnormally wide back and wraps her arms around his neck in a headlock. His muscly arms flail around as he tries ramming the spider into a wall, and she almost loses her grip.

Mouth turning blue, his resistance decreases, and his movements lose momentum. Spidey uses that window to yank him backwards with the force of her body.

She swerves just in time to slam the man’s ribcage into one of the teller stations, earning a choked gasp from him as she shoves him away, pushing him against the station once again.

Webhead brawls the rest of them singlehandedly, nearly overexerting herself since the police still haven’t shown up.

Everything passes. Most of the criminals are out cold on the marble floors. Ellie walks through the rubble, examining the scene when the cops finally arrive, cuffing and taking the thugs into custody. She comes across the ringleader’s body, still laying on the ground. His breathing is shallow.

Upon closer inspection, she notices an odd tattoo on his neck. It was an ornate crown, embellished with gems and sparkles. Under it was a set of roman numerals she didn’t pay much attention to. Before she can think too much about it, a policeman approaches her to discuss the technicalities and details of the incident.

This is Ellie’s least favorite part. Who would want to listen to an old guy droning on about laws? Then she has to deal with naming the offenses? She’s a superhero, not a judge.

She eventually sneaks past them and slips away, heading back to her favorite alleyway.

Ellie lands on the rugged and littered concrete of the backstreet with a soft grunt, stretching her arms and wiggling her fingers. She almost pulls her mask off when she senses the presence of another.

Ellie whirls around, arms up, ready to hit.

She doesn’t expect to take a blow regardless.

You stand in front of her, rooted to your spot, watching as Spider-Woman aims her webshooters at you. Ellie feels like she can’t move either.

She almost fails to remember that you don’t know her secret identity anymore. Instinctively, her hand still comes up to take her mask off, but she stops halfway.

…

“Are… are you good?” You ask, cutting through the tension with the knife that is your question.

Ellie stares a little longer, the lenses of her mask are comically wide.

She forces herself to loosen up, rolling her shoulders and letting out a breathy chuckle before you’re able to notice her terror. “‘Course I’m good. Nothing a power nap can’t fix.” 

Her brushing past you in slow, casual steps prompts you to turn and face her again. You take a step closer without much thought.

You examine the tears on her suit, some revealing wounds on the skin underneath. There are a few that look a bit too deep to be left alone.

A beat passes before you hesitantly open your bag and rummage through it. After a moment, you pull out a hand sanitizer and… Powerpuff Girl bandages? Holding them, you extend your hand to offer to Spider-Woman, smiling sheepishly.

“It’s all I got…” You murmur.

Ellie looks at the box and bottle in your hand, then down at the gashes across her suit and body. A smirk makes its way onto her face.

“I think they’re a little small… but I’ll take ‘em. Thanks,” the vigilante muses. She doesn’t really need them. When that spider bit her, some of the perks included were accelerated healing and durability.

You let her take the sanitizer and bandages from your grasp, but her fingers graze yours in the process.

Suddenly, you’re taken back to your old bedroom at your parents’ house.

Kneeling in front of your bed, someone sits at the edge of it. You’re between their legs, tending to numerous cuts of varying sizes. Specifically, you have an ointment on your hand, rubbing it into a particular injury on the figure’s knee. You look up, and the face is completely blurred. It feels like the face is lost or missing. If you had to put it into words, it probably wouldn’t be possible.

You’re brought back to the present after your vision, if that’s what you can even call it. It has you dizzy and disoriented, with a faint throbbing behind your eyes. A quiet gasp leaves you, and you stumble backwards. Spidey vaguely jerks forward, ready to catch you if need be.

For a flash of a moment, Ellie almost catches a glimpse of knowing in your expression. Her heart sinks, but she chooses to play dumb.

“Careful…”

You hum absentmindedly in response, steadying yourself without her help. You’re still a bit thrown by whatever it was that just happened.

“Well… I should definitely get going,” Ellie speaks. “See you around. Maybe.”

She shoots a web upwards and disappears in front of you before you manage to get another word in.

You stay in the cramped alley for a while, trying to make sense of what you saw.

Not a single viable reason crosses your mind.

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a/n: okay i am SO sorry for this disgustingly late update... ill do better when i actually have time on my hands. thank you so much for bearing with me and reading, your interactions mean everything to me. love you all sm!!!

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I’m blue

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It’s blue now🥹🥹🥹too dark to be noticeable but!! It should show the final result after a wash or two :p