tom holland imagines

Death (Peter Parker)

Request-Ninjago-tmnt-101
I know I'm a terrible person but can you make a Peter Parker dark like a really sad one where he dies as Spider-Man and the reader goes into depression and almost kills herself until she hears Peter in her head telling her to stop and love a happy life.

(This one was sad to write I cried a lot😭)

"PETER!" Y/n yelled as the blade pierced him in the heart. Green Goblin cackled as she watched Peter's body fall.

She got herself loose and ran towards his body that laid on the ground. The blade was sticking out and Peter had blood coming out of his mouth. She touched his cheek, "Peter, come on!" She sniffled,tears falling like waterfalls on her cheeks.

She hesitantly checked his pulse but it was gone. She weeped and held him close to her chest.

The cops showed up and took off there hats looking at the fallen hero. She wouldn't let go of him as the cops tried to pry her away from his body. She weeped and weeped and screamed yelling for him to come back to her.

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"Peter was a brilliant kid who we all very much loved being around." The eulogist stated. Y/n sat in the crowd up front with Aunt May who was wiping her tears. She held on to Y/n's hand as he went on and on about who Peter was and what he stood for.

"It was later revealed that Peter was Spider-Man, he gave the city hope and protected us at any cost. He died protecting all of us, and we will not forget that." He said, Aunt May sobbed and Y/n held her.

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Y/n had not left her room, she couldn't face the city where his pictures were plastered or her family who would check up on her. She knew all they would have was pity and she didn't need it.

She felt like a big part of her was gone, she missed his presence. She looked at a picture of him and her laughing and tears welled up in her eyes. She threw the picture frame against the wall and curled up into a ball and sobbed.

She didn't know how to go on without him. She just didn't know what her purpose was anymore.

One day, she just couldn't take it anymore. "Peter, I need to see you again." She said to herself and walked into her bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and didn't see a familiar face.

She didn't recognize this sad person looking back at her. She opened the medicine cabinet and took out some pills. She looked at them, sighed then unscrewed the cap.

She looked in the bottle and thought about how easy it was for her to just kill herself right now. She shook some pills out and hesitated for a minute. A part of her said no but the other said yes.

She was brought the pills to her mouth and closed her eyes. A tear fell down her cheek, Y/n don't! She heard. She took the pills away from her mouth and looked around trying to locate the voice.

Please don't.

She knew that voice, it was Peter.

Don't, you need to move on. Move on without me. Please, do it for me.

She felt the tears well up in her eyes and wiped them away before the could fall.

It's ok. I'm still there with you.

She sobbed once she heard those words and put the pills back in the container. She put them back in the cabinet. She wasn't going to do it. At least not today....