Remember when Peter made videos of his trip to Germany coz he can't talk with anyone about it. What if he does the same after the spell because he has no one to talk to about all the pain he is in...
She's pulling at him, her hands shaking as she tries to grip his sleeve. He turns back, brows furrowed, but expression soft.
"Yes, darling?"
She taps at her chest, a gentle gesture. He glances down to her throat, lets his eyes trace further until he catches the pulsing under her skin. He knows what she's asking. He pulls her to the side, letting her lean against the wall, and he lays his hand over her heart.
"Oh, she's just pounding away in there isn't she? You feel ok?" His speaks so softly, not removing his eyes from hers as he starts to count the beats.
"I'm a little dizzy."
"I bet. Try to take a few deep breaths."
His hand shifts, moves just under her left breast, and he leans in just enough to brush his forehead against hers. Her heartbeat quickens, skips, flutters, then resumes its normal rhythm as he does so. She curses at the reactiveness and he makes him chuckle.
"She loves it when I'm paying attention to her, doesn't she? Such a needy heart you have."
He kisses her, still palpating that rapid unsure thumping in her chest. Her mouth is warm and delicious and he doesn't stop the sound he makes as it spills into her.
my friends keep looking at me weird cause I talk in third person now
*serious conversation about my identity and how stressful it must be to balance everything*
me: yeah but John Doe doesn't have a choice. John Doe has to get up and help people because he has the power to do so. John Doe [bleh bleh blah and more blah].
1. MCU Peter Parker and Ned Leeds are canonically Star Wars fans
2. Peter enjoys doing impressions in his spare time (“I AM THOR, SON OF ODIN—” from Homecoming)
3. Ned’s Palpatine impression isn’t half-bad
4. Some of Spider-Man’s powers overlap with common Force abilities, specifically his spidey-sense and super strength
My conclusion:
Peter and Ned definitely act out Star Wars scenes for fun. I mean, just imagine it.
Peter: *jumps down from a rooftop* Hello there
Ned: *spinning four toy lightsabers and dropping three of them* General Kenobi
They do “I am your father” on a rooftop too, with Peter as Luke, and he falls Cloud City-style and catches himself inches before hitting the ground. He freaks out a few cats, but he and Ned think it’s awesome.
They would of course do the Yoda-Palpatine lightsaber fight. Ned frisbee-throws textbooks at Peter, who dodges them with Yoda-level acrobatics.
One time Nick Fury sees them and stares at them for a good long while. He swears he had a dream about those lightsabers once.
Every time Peter’s spidey-sense alerts him of something, Ned loves to say “he can see things before they happen, it’s a Jedi trait” in his best Liam Neeson voice.
And this would all get EVEN MORE awesome once Ned discovers his magic abilities!
Harley: Peter, do your thing.
Tony: No. Uh-uh. You really think that just because you get Peter to say “Please? For me?” every time means I’m gonna do what you want? No! Not this time!
MJ: …
Ned: …
Harley: …
Morgan: …
Peter: Please? For me?
Tony: …
Tony: …dammit.
Where had the gentleness gone? How long has it been since I had felt the affection pressed into my flesh through every fingerprint?
He's faster, now. Hands on my hair, mouth on my own, he is breathing, exhaling exhaling, I'm inhaling
But I couldn't be. There is no breath in my lungs because there is no movement within my body.
He's promising something, the words ringing smoky on the breath he is forcing into me again, the vivid neon rushing down my throat and filling my body with static and code and commands.
Live. Live. Live.
Breathe, beat, wake, breathe.
His hands are desperate, my chest a willing platform for them to run over the deep breaking of blood vessels that have spread like spilled paint on my sternum.