a/n: I did a thing and I don't regret it. TW: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS
red was a fascinating color.
it was the color of roses, pretty and soft.
it was the color of blood, warm and coppery.
it was the color of armor shining on a billionaire's suit, and of the spandex on a child vigilante.
red was seen most often by the boy in spandex, whether it be from blood or roses or armor; it was common.
he saw it in the streaks that were slashed across his arms, and in between his fingers when he failed to save a life.
he saw it in the sky when the sun was setting low, and he saw it when he closed his eyes, his father on his mind.
red was a common color but it was different for him.
red was the color of life and the color of death.
red was bold, standing out against pale shaking hands.
red was blotchy, showing the fatigue in tired eyes.
red was his heart, red was his father. and red was gone.
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irondad & spiderson oneshots
Fanfictioni was going to go through and edit all of this but actually i have decided i don't want to so just try and pretend it doesn't look like it was written by a 12yo (it was)
