#spiderman!james

[ddejavvu]

there could never be a james potter spiderman multiverse bc he spends all his spidey sense on figuring out if his girlfriend wants another detailed love letter (+ all the stickers he ordered specially for decor and if she would enjoy it in blue glittery pen with stars or orange glittery pen and hearts)

HAH the city is in danger a supervillain is on the loose but james's spidey sense alerts him to the fact that you've just started your period

[ddejavvu]

James as Spiderman…. I can’t breathe

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

BYE PICTURING HIM IN THE SUIT. LORD.

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You'd seen the news articles before James had even gotten a chance to text you.

Omw :) - he'd said, message coming in at the top of the screen while you giggled at the headlines.

Spidey's Secret Admirer?

Caught in his Web - Secret Spider Romance?

Spider-Man turned Lover-Boy: Masked vigilante caught swinging across the city with flowers. But for whom?

You screenshotted the blurry, grainy pictures of him that the news stations were losing their minds over, sending him one and adding, I know ;)

They ruimed the surorise!! :( - James's mediocre texting skills told you that he hadn't stopped swinging at all, your brows knitting with worry as you typed back, Don't you dare text and swing!

You heard a thud against your window only seconds later, scoffing as you tore open your curtains to see James's hands pressed up against the glass. He held his phone out teasingly at you, clutched in the same hand as the wilting bouquet of flowers that looked ten times worse than they had five minutes ago in the pictures you'd seen.

You ushered him in quickly, shutting your window tightly and giggling at the fistful of flowers he'd brought you.

He ripped off his mask, smile bashful at the dying flowers, petals falling into your lap as he spoke, "They used to look better than this. Just swung too fast, I guess."

"Crashing into my window probably didn't help," You raised an eyebrow at him, taking the bouquet nonetheless and smiling happily at him, "But thank you."

"Anything for m'bird," He grinned, eyes widening a split second before light blasted through your curtains, eliciting a squeak from you as you tried shielding your eyes.

"He went in there!" You hear someone yell from the street, your eyes meeting James's as he hurriedly pulled the bed away from the wall, ushering you behind it and joining you underneath only seconds later. He slid the bed back over you like it was nothing, arms flexing impressively in the suit. You let him tug you into his arms, a comforting embrace while the paparazzi raged outside, still clutching the sad bouquet from earlier.

"Well bird," He sighed, smiling at you apologetically, "'S gonna be a long night. Wanna play uno?"