Spiderman Oneshots (Completed)

Drip

Drip

Drip

Drip

The sound seemed to be endless. It was invading his body, his mind, his thoughts.

Drip

Drip

Drip

With each drip he felt himself falling, sinking, drowning. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe.

Drip

Drip

Drip

But how does one escape something that they can't see?

Drip

Drip

Drip

Was he trapped? He couldn't remember. How long had he been here?

Drip

Drip

Drip

Did it really matter?

Drip

Drip

Drip

Suddenly he crashed into the surface. The surface of what? He didn't know. An endless cacophony of clashing melodies rang inside his mind.

He screamed, pulling at his hair. Someone was grabbing him, their hands were cold.

He fought back fiercely, he wasn't going down without a fight.

How had he gotten here?

He could vaguely recall someone calling out to him.

"Peter~!"

It was playful, he recognized her voice. She was the light of his life. He loved her.

He loved her.

He loved her.

He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her.

He hated him.

He remembers her calling out to him. It was urgent. Less playful.

Then all he remembers is pain.

He could faintly hear the dripping, but he realized it wasn't dripping at all.

It was a beat. A heartbeat.

Drip

Drip

Drip

It was still annoying.

Drip

Drip

Drip

Why was it slowing?

Drip

Drip

And then there was no more dripping.

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"Peter Parker, time of death: 7:23 a.m."

A/N:

Drip.

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Susie, internally: I love the way the light shines on his hair. It's so beautiful.

Darius: This show is really cool!

Susie: Yeah! I'm glad Jack recommended it!