♡ collections of imagines/smut that from a variety of shows, movies, etc. ♡
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you let out a sigh, putting in an earbud. it was a dark, rainy night in queens. the sky was a solid blanket of black, the lights of the city reflecting in puddles as you walked down the block. you were heading home from a friend's house, as you had to work on a presentation for your spanish class. it was well past nine o'clock, but you still had enough time to make it home before curfew.
luckily, no one was out since it was a tuesday night. it made your walk home extremely peaceful, as the city usually bustled with people daily.
a hand grabbing your elbow shook you out of your trance. wildly, you turned to notice it was a tall, hooded man.
"give me your wallet now!" he barked.
shakily, you fumbled for your keychain in your pocket, terrified. you had a can of mace on you, dangling from your keychain, but you weren't sure if this man was carrying a gun or not.
with a slight dread, you remembered you left your wallet at home. what were you supposed to say? anxiety racked your brain, sending waves of adrenaline over you. what the fuck where you supposed to do?
"i-i, don't have my wallet, sir," your voice trembled with fear.
"looks like you're going to have to pay me another way then sweetheart," he crooned, yanking you towards him.
"hey!" a new voice came into your field of hearing, "leave her alone!"
you glanced up, relieved to see spider-man standing on the rooftop of a nearby building. he swung down, shooting a web at your attacker. he was thrown into the wall, confined by a large mass of sticky web. you felt the tears overflow from your face. this man was about to take advantage of you and you somehow were saved by spider-man. what were the chances of that happening?
"are you okay?" his voice was gentle. remarkably soft for such a strong individual. you immediately inferred spider-man was a lot younger than you thought.
you nodded, your hands still shaking, "yeah, i'm okay."
"i'll keep you safe until the police arrive, okay?" you felt a gloved hand place itself on your shoulder, "you're safe as long as i'm here."
spider-man didn't leave your side until the police came. he even stayed as you conferred with the police, remaining quiet throughout the entirety of the procedure. once they drove away, with your attacker, he turned back to you.
"would you like for me to walk you home?"
you nodded, "i-i'm about to miss curfew. i'll save you the trouble."
spider-man offered you his hand, "i have a quicker route. do you trust me?"
you nodded, taking his hand. god if your parents found out about what happened tonight, they would never let you out at night ever again. as long as you made curfew you would be all right.
