#peternoir

[bizarrehatsstuff]

- S P I D E R N O I R -

I love him

I can't handle it ❤❤❤❤

[krissmnasi]

Some matching Peter B. and Noir stickers on Redbubble!!!

Peter B. || Noir

[iamashippingtrashbin]

After a long day of trying to look after three Spider kids, and one cartoon uncle, the two Spider Dads, deserve a small break.

[cr0nu5-archive]

peternoir bc im gay

[mariadperiad20]

Chapter 14 is out

^^^ what that said. Chapter 14 of City(e)scape is up, on ao3, same place as always. I know posting links make the post vanish so I'm sticking it as text and hopefully it goes through. Pbnoir is such a rarepair but it is well loved so... Please. Content. Read it.

Also I didn't tag it because tumblr deletes everything that could be misconstrued but there are some torture and kidnapping elements. The story is about recovery primarily, and the hurdles to that recovery. Lots of angst and comfort.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17308499/chapters/43292270

[peternoir]

this is a 2k16 highlight-reel I put together. here's to this year being better than the last...

[iamashippingtrashbin]

(A/N): Here is your angsty fic, @olievllie (at least I think it’s angsty... Maybe just a little?) Also, @honestlyitsjustsam & @spaceghost55, here’s some Peter B x Spider Noir content for ya! Sorry this is kind of short, but either way, I hope it’s enjoyable.

“I miss her sometimes,” the words had come out soft, almost inaudible, but they were very much heard, as the atmosphere was noticeably shifted, growing heavy between the black and white Spider and the lost, regretful Spider.

“Not sometimes,” Peter B. corrected himself, letting out a bitter chuckle, “All of the time.”

Noir turned his gaze to Peter, a frown hidden behind his mask, “What was she like?” he found himself asking. There was a long pause, and Noir felt a seed of regret bloom in his stomach as he wondered if he had upset his friend. Before he could quietly apologize, Peter replied, “She was the girl of my dreams.”

“‘Was?’”

Peter B. felt his throat tighten, adjusting his sitting position on the building the pair sat atop of, “Yeah...” he lied, “Was...”

The black and white Spider felt guilt weigh on him, wishing he could say something to comfort his alternate self, “I...” he found himself starting, gently placing a hand on Peter B.’s shoulder, “I’m sorry,” was all he could manage, unsure of what else to say. Noir wanted to try and understand how Peter B. felt, but he was never romantically attached to his Mary Jane, seeing her only as a close friend.

“It’s fine, Noir,” Peter B. replied, offering him a small smile, that made something in Noir shift, and wish desperately that he could hold Peter B. close and reassure him that everything would turn out right. The darker Spider couldn’t, though, causing an ache in his chest, as it settled in that he may have developed a crush on... himself...

Before Noir had much time to do anything else, Peter B. stood up from his seat on the floor, tugging on his mask to hide the dejected look in his eyes, “It’s getting late, huh?” he stated, offering Noir his hand, “We should be getting back to the others.”

And so, little word was exchanged between the pair as they made their way to Aunt May’s house to rejoin the other Spiders.

[mariadperiad20]

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New fic for pbnoir is up! 1.8k words, spiderverse ship, some angst :)