Reader who's a cat!Spider and gets shot during a duo mission.
"Catastrophic damage"
Miles x Spider!Cat-hybrid || "Small Angst post no one asked for, but you're getting it." || TW : death, Blood, angst, fluff if you squint,
pronouns — their/they/you/your/you're
Reader, who jumped in front of a bullet that was aimed at miles in the last split second. Who didn't even think about themselves, only Miles.
Miles, who didn't realize they got shot until they found somewhere they could relax from the villains for a second.
Miles, who turns around to find reader holding their side with blood spilling from their suit.
Miles, who runs over to catch them when they fall and nearly pass out from blood loss. Who holds them in his arms as they struggle to breathe.
Reader, who takes off their face suit and grabs Mile's face to look at Them in the eye, not wanting the image of their bloody hands around their incurable wound.
Miles, who breaks down. Not being able to shake the feeling that if he was just paying attention they wouldn't have had to jump in front of the gun for him.
"Wh-what- no- you- you can't leave me here! Please- we can fix you up, and- and-"
Reader who puts their hand on Mile's Face and weekly smiles. Not wanting a frown to be the last image of the their lover sees.
"Miles. It's okay." Reader who can bearly speak, the blood is slowly rising, filling their lungs.
Miles who shakes his head, and racks his brain over and over for the exact moment that he could have prevented this, Of every possible way to bring you back, Every possible way that this could be fake, not real. That hopefully he was just dreaming.
"No it's not okay! I can't do this without you- I can't-I can't-" Miles whom Grabs your hands, your hands which are slowly losing warmth. He grips them tighter, trying to preserve the heat for ass long as he can.
Reader, who shakes thier head and keeps that same smile on their face. Never letting it father, no matter how much it hurts.
"Miles, h-honey, you have you-" "no. no- no- no!" "miles- miles please! you have to, please... please."
Miles who grips them tighter, till they can't feel thier hands anymore, but somehow is the only thing they can feel anymore.
"Miles it's okay, I'm a cat remember...? I got nine lives.." they chuckled at their own joke. It wasn't funny, but very bitter.
"And how many lives do you have left...?" He asked, but didn't want to know the real answer.
They smiled bitterly as for the first time, their smile fathered, but just a bit. "One."
Mile's tears feel onto Your face, mixing with yours as you both prolonged the inevitable moment of your last breath.
The truth hurt, you were going to die. And there was nothing either of you could do about it.
Reader, who grabbed miles face once again, to make eye contact. Who was never really good at it.
"Miles, listen to me. Okay? No. Just listen" you spoke in such a serous manner, Miles had no choice but to listen, he had never heard you speak with such tone. He took in every word, for he knew that they were going to be your last.
"For as long as I could remember, it was me and you. When you began a spider, I was right behind you. When your uncle died, I was with you, when we traveled the Multiverse, it was me and you. I love you, so much. So, so so so, much you will never know."
Now it was Their turn to cry, the tears poured heavy like rain fall, they couldn't be stopped. They would never talk to miles again. And it was their worst nightmare.
Miles, who put his hand on top of readers hand, and felt the warmth slowly fade away.
Miles nodes his head along with your words. Taking in every syllable, every pause, every heave, every breath.
Miles who holds you close to his chest, and reader who listens to his quicken heartbeat for comfort.
"Miles, you have to promise me Somthing, okay?" They spoke, with the last breaths they could muster up, as blood began to pool from their mouth.
Miles who nodded his head rapidly, "yes, anything, anything for you."
"Live. Live on. Live on for me. Never stop being, then amazing Spider-Man, everyone knows you are. Change yourself for nobody. And please-" the dark liquid, clogged their throat. But it had to be said.
"What? What-what?" Reader who squeezed Miles hand as tight as they could.
"Remember...you-you can't save everybody."
And as their eyes fluttered, and body shook, they took their last breath. And their body laid unmoving.
Miles. Who stayed there for hours past his mission time and cried, while holding your lifeless body in his arms.
Then miles, who snapped and killed every Villain in sight without remorse, then carried your corpse back to the HQ. Then to your funeral. Where you were finally laid to rest.
It wasn't a dream, and if it was it would be a nightmare. But he would have still settled for that Instead of this. This cold harsh reality.
The cold harsh reality that you were gone. That you were really gone. And he would have to face the multiverse without his partner in crime. Again.
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Death Note Series Watch AU
Its that time of the year again when i think about death note series watch fic.
We don't need to use all characters because then reactions just get too much to keep track of. So, our lucky winner is L! He gets the anime in mail and embarks on a journey of enlightenment (pun fully intended).
And why stop at the anime? He gets the manga, the tv series, the musicals too in mail!
it's terrifying to know L could die soon, and that he takes Watari along with him. But since there are so many adaptations of the same story, L thinks the future is malleable. He can change it however he likes. It also, ofc, depends on the AU he is in. Is he in anime-verse? manga-verse? Certainly not TV series, live action or musical verse because L does not look anything like those actors.
L is curious, then scared, and terrified, and most of all fascinated. Because—
There's a person out there in the world who is his match. Who thinks along lines same as him. Who sees him and understands him. Who, even when he sees and has been under all of L's terribleness, respects him.
If there was ever something like soulmates in this world, then L is sure Light Yagami is his.
Sure, this said 'soulmate' of L's also ends up killing him. But L can prevent it this time around and get this person all for himself. L has all the time and resources to do just that.
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Betsy Kelso for the mbti thing?
Hi there, Poorni! I really hope you like this a lot!
Betsy Kelso's MBTI Type, Big Three, Enneagram Type and Moral Alignment
MBTI Type: ESTJ [The Executive]
ESTJ types are very high energy. They’d rather spend their time with other people than alone.
They tend to pay more attention to the details of a situation. They make decisions based on what they see right now.
Executives base their decisions on what makes sense, rather than what feels right. They listen to their head, not their heart.
They are responsible and like to plan ahead. They hold themselves accountable by making lists and following set processes and rules.
Big Three: Capricorn Sun, Taurus Moon and Virgo Rising
Capricorn Sun: Capricorn is ruled by authoritative Saturn, which is why they tend to work hard toward advancing themselves in earthly matters.
Taurus Moon: The Moon loves to be in the zodiac sign Taurus. Those with Moon in Taurus delight in the earthly pleasures and seek out emotional security.
Virgo Rising: Virgo ascendants are the fact-finders and checkers of the zodiac. They are fair-minded and slow to anger.
Enneagram Type: 7w8 [The Opportunist]
Basic Fear: Seven with an eight wing fear being deprived. They want to pursue new opportunities and avoid being controlled by schedules.
Basic Desire: Their basic desire is to content and satisfied. They love experiencing the world by traveling and going to parties.
Opportunists defend themselves by justifying others’ negative actions and rationalizing away bad feelings.
Moral Alignment Type: Lawful Neutral [The Judge]
These characters are all about order and organization. They strictly follow laws, regardless of whatever it leads to good or evil outcomes.
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headcanon : reputation.
one of the most important things about kira is despite her reputation throughout the realm of hiraeth as the feared chaos witch is the fact that she forges bonds with the people she meets and actually allows to get to know her. the infamy of her reputation is usually from knights of the order, or monarchs who she has intentionally crossed before, even archmages of mage towers because she threatens their very order and challenges their hierarchy of power as chaos incarnate.
it’s no secret that there are many enemies who would not think twice to take a dagger to her back, and she believes she has earned their ire. there are even more who have decided to fear her, not just because she is the only one who is able to wield the magic of primordial chaos ( a magic that is not labelled as feared because such a feat was never thought possible ) but because she has shown time and time again that she knows how to use it. a walking calamity, they’ve called her. a title that one can associate with the smirking figure on wanted posters. but if you asked the smallfolk and passersby, they’ll remember kira horikoshi more than the chaos witch, and many will have a kind word towards one of the most feared witches in their history.
the people of her hometown defend her name with every breath because the horikoshi siblings have protected anmatsuri for centuries. their land is at the very edge of the empire of hazakura, tasked with killing the abyssal beasts that threaten them during the time when the moon was banished from the sky. that was a tradition that kira and her brothers upheld even when their parents had passed, and they were so young still, taking up a responsibility of not only their family’s legacy, but the stability of their entire land. the people of anmatsuri remember her as the little girl who would join her parents and brothers to the town to help them with their tasks, and now as the witch who had a hand in making sure they had food and stability, performed shows of magic for children, who would defend her name even as the order brands her as a maleficar.
kira has done a lot for mages, especially young ones who’s powers could have harmed them and those around them because they lacked the means to learn from a proper magic institution or were taught to fear or even be ashamed of their innate gifts. there are many children who would tell stories about the witch in a purple robe who taught them spells when she passed through their town, who helped calm their nightmares by teaching them how to silence the voices that plagued them. the witch who banished the fear they harbored towards the lights in their hand by showing them how the stars glittered the same way. kira who would give them the very staff she carried in her hands as a gift, patting the top of their head and telling them to use it well.
regardless of how expensive the artifact was or how important, she gives it to them in hopes that they will learn magic as much as it can love them. she was lucky enough to have been born to a family that never once made her fear her magic, but she knows there are so many kids out there who do, and she genuinely wants to help them. how many children who’s education in the isles of lore ( the best circle of colleges in hiraeth ) was sponsored by her just so they could have a chance.
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