The REAL Spider-Man (Spider-Man male reader) Season one

knowing the ropes

Silence. Always hated silence, felt, I don't know empty. But there are some people who like silence. Harry Osborn liked silence... which is why he was always so peeved off when it was ruined.

Bernard: Good morning sir.

Harry: Huh.. hmm... what time is it?

Bernard: 8:00 AM sir.

Harry: And would you care to enlighten me on why you woke me up?

Bernard: You have school today sir.

Harry: Of course I do...

Bernard: Someone also sent for you on the phone Mr. Osborn.

Harry: Name?

Bernard: Right away sir... what is your name... m'kay... he says his name is y/n Parker sir.

Harry: Urgh, put him on.

y/n: Hey Harry.

Harry: Why are you calling me at 8 in the morning?

y/n: Were you not already awake?

Harry: Of course I was of course I was- what do you want?

y/n: I was just wondering... what do girls like?

Harry: This is new...

y/n: Would you like to shut up and be useful?

Harry: Alright. Umm girls like... cars, money stuff like that.

y/n: Money... ok.

Harry: This wouldn't be for Gwen Stacy would it?

y/n: See you at school.

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Harry: So y/n, no glasses, tighter shirts, care to tell us who you're trying to impress?

y/n: These are the same shirts I always wear

MJ: And we're supposed to believe you just got ripped overnight.

Flash: Pleeeaaaaase. The only thing Parker could rip is a condom because his boyfriend put it in too deep.

Gwen: Fuck off Flash.

Flash: Aww come on Gwen babe, come sit with us.

Gwen: I'd rather sit with my friends.

Flash: Suit yourself.

Gwen: God I hate that guy.

Harry: Just goin' to the bathroom, back in a sec.

MJ: I am also going to the bathroom, a different bathroom for a different reason

y/n: Fucking hell.

Gwen: She is a different breed.

y/n: I mean apart from the obvious there is no other reason. I mean what's she gonna do conduct an orchestra? Hold on I gotta sneeze... ATCHOO!

Gwen: Umm... y/n, what the hell is that?

A thick rope-like substance had spouted out of my wrist and rolled up on the table.

y/n: Oh god, side-effects.

Gwen: Side-effects?

y/n: I'll tell you later, after school, meet me on the roof of Teo's bodega.

Gwen: Ok.

y/n: Now I just gotta get this web off of me.

I flung my hand outwards and the web connected with someone's lunch, now panicking I did it again and the lunch hit Flash's back.