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summary: your boyfriend saved new york but couldn't end up saving the one thing person he really wanted.

warnings: death, she/her pronouns used

a/n: rewatched tasm, i had the motivation to write something based off gwen's death which is still as heartbreaking as it used to be for 6 year old me. also you guys should like go follow my second account cause i almost forgot the password to this account.... @skysdiiary

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"travis?" you shouted. he laid on the ground, surrounded by debris. you slowly stepped out from the building and watched as he slowly rose and looked up into the sky. a figure flew around.. all you saw were flashes of green. you already know who it is now.

"stay there." travis held his hand out. you watched as the green goblin flew down and stood in front of travis. turns out the green goblin was harry. the same harry who used to be travis's best friend. he turned and looked back at you before turning back to travis. all you could do was stand there and let the cool wind blow around your face.

harry looked at travis with a malicious smile on his face. "travis. when you said spiderman said no. you meant you said no." he growled.

"harry what did you do?" travis asked his former friend.

"what you made me do. you were my friend. and you betrayed me!" harry grunted in reply.

"no. i was trying to protect you. it wasn't supposed to turn out like this." travis tried to argue.

"oh? look at me!" harry laughed.

"it's gonna be okay. it's gonna be alright, harry."

"you don't give people hope. you take it away. now i'm gonna take away yours." harry said before turning round and grabbing you.

"run!" travis yelled at you. as soon as you turned to run, harry grabbed you and flew off, while travis shot out a web to go after you and harry.

harry flew around the clock tower with you in his arms. your fear of heights didn't make this any better.

"harry put her down!" travis called out while he shot out webs in an attempt to pull you back. harry dodged the cobwebs and stopped in one place hovering a few meters above travis. all you could think about is what would happen if you fell now. the fall is definitely fatal. a broken neck, head trauma, and if you somehow survived the fall, permanent brain damage. if travis doesn't catch you, you have no chance of survival. you were torn from your thoughts when you heard travis' pleading voice.

"harry, just put her down! stop it right now! this isn't you."

you looked down at travis before looking at harry. "harry. harry, you don't have to do this." you plead.

"harry is dead!" he snarled at you. your jaw clenched as you looked at him with teary eyes.

"harry this is between you and me. you wanna fight? fight me! she has nothing to do with this. let her go!"

"okay." harry said calmly before dropping you. suddenly all you felt was the wind rushing through your body. your heart was racing wildly. you felt paralyzed.

"no!" travis grabbed you just in time for you both to fall through the glass and land on the giant gears inside the clock tower. you felt shards of glass cut the skin on your face. travis had his arms wrapped around you as you lay on top of him. you were breathing heavily, trying to convince yourself that you were safe as your heart raced from what had just happened. your life had quite literally flashed before your eyes.

"hey. you okay?" he asked you.

"mm-mm." you shake your head no quickly. suddenly, a thud is heard right next to you. both of you turning to see an orange bomb flashing and buzzing rapidly. travis rolls you both over, and holds a hand behind your head to protect it. unfortunately the bomb explodes and destroys the gears nearly sending you plummeting to your death (again.) before travis catches your hand.

"i got you. i'm gonna put you down right here." travis shot out a web and lowered you onto a moving device. you looked up and saw harry catch travis before he turned to dodge him. he shot out several webs trying to stop harry from killing you both

"fuck." you mutter before jumping onto another, much smaller cog. your shoe almost getting caught in between the two cogs, which would have ended badly. you'd prefer to still have both feet still in tact when this is all over and you're still alive. your eyes look around to see if you can find anything that might help before you hear a thud from above. you look up to see the glider harry was riding on crashing down directly onto the mechanical cog you're standing on. several gears broke beneath you and for a second you fell back into the sinking doom again before travis shot out a net that connected with your hand. he tried to pull you up quickly before harry appeared out of nowhere and attacked him. you felt yourself falling a few more feet before you came to a halt. you saw the two boys start to fight again. harry pinning travis down and stepping on travis's hand, which was holding the same web you were holding onto. the moving cog they were both on got stuck by a pipe. that's good. right?

harry pulls out a knife and tries to stab travis before he dodged the attack. you were still holding on to the thin web. there wasn't much you can do other than dangle there and hope the net doesn't break. you look up again and see harry's hand wrapped around travis' neck as he's getting strangled by travis' webs. the same pipe that stopped the movement of the gear snapped in half and you watch as it falls down, almost hitting you in the head. the net getting caught in between two large cogs.

"shit i don't think that's good." you mumbled to yourself. travis looked down at you before sticking his foot between the two large gears to try and to stop them from moving. both gears resisted against his foot. the net you were still clinging onto began to wobble. travis looked back down towards you.

"travis?" you called out. suddenly the teeth between travis' foot broke allowing the other cogs to move again, snapping the web in half. you let out a small gasp as you felt yourself falling. harry was pulled across the tower and thrown into a bunch of barrels. travis turned quickly. he felt as if everything was happening in slow motion as he watched you fall. broken gears fell past you as you watched travis shoot out his web to catch you. you could only close your eyes and hope he would catch you before you fell to the ground. you hoped would see his face when you open them again. except they didn't.

travis held onto a pole with his web in hand. he couldn't see if you were safe and alive. please say you were. your voice didn't call out to him saying that you're okay. you didn't say anything. travis attached his web to the pole he was holding onto before jumping down and seeing your body hanging.

"no. no. damn it. hey? hey come on. come on, you need to open your eyes." travis took off his and pulled the web off that was connected to your body off. he held your limp body in his arms and sat down on the floor.

"hey. hey? come on. you're okay. you're okay." travis said as he placed a hand on your face. tears welled up in his eyes. don't do that. he shouldn't be crying because you're okay. right? right.?

"come on. don't do this. stay with me. stay with me - fuck." travis watched the blood start to come out of your nose and run down your face.

"no. please. please. just open your eyes. please." he begged, tears streaming down his face before he buried his head in your chest.

"i can't do this without you. i love you. im sorry." he mumbled into your chest. your father was right. he warned travis to leave you alone. to keep you out of whatever or whoever spiderman was fighting. he should have left you alone. if he had distanced himself like he should have, this would never have happened. you would still be alive and well. you wouldn't be lying limp in his arms. now he has to watch your mom and siblings grieve for you because he couldn't leave you alone. maybe it would have been okay for both of you if he had just never wanted to fucking play superhero and become spiderman. you guys could've would've been okay.

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a/n: i’m having major writers block trying to write something for streamer travis but this trend is still on my fyp so i decided to write about it 😋 also i didn’t really know how to end this so if it was random don’t blame me🤧 enjoy *gulp*

warnings: none

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“Ready?”

Travis was sitting on his bed, the guitar sitting across his lap. His head was turned to you. You were sitting criss crossed facing him. His parents weren’t home and Javi was in his room so more time for you guys.

“What if I mess up?” you said nervously brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You’ll be fine. Don’t be nervous.” he shot you a smile. It took him at least 2 weeks to learn the chords ever since you had mentioned in a while ago. It was completely random but he’ll learn it just for you because it’ll make you happy.

“Okay.” you felt a smile creeping up out of nervousness as he started strumming the guitar, patiently waiting for your part to come.

“du-du-du-du” you hummed softly.

“You’re a part time lover and a full time friend. The monkey on your back is the latest trend. I don’t see what anyone else can see in anyone else but youu.”you let out a small laugh towards the end.

You admired the way Travis was focused on the strumming. The way his lips were slightly parted. The way he nodded his head as you said each lyric.

“I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train. I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side.” He looked up from the guitar to look at you. You were swaying your body to the notes without realizing it. He thought it was cute. “I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you.”

“Here is the church and here is the steeple. We sure are cute for two pretty people. I don’t see what anyone can see in anyone else but you.” you looked at him at the one lyric change to see the small smile he had on his face. You had a habit of calling him pretty boy. It was weird to others probably but that didn’t matter to him.

“The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me. So why can't you forgive me?” He looked up from his guitar again. The both of you making eye contact while he said the lyrics. Blush creeping up to your cheeks with a smile on your face.

“I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but youu.” the both of you singing the last two words together while still making eye contact. He finished off strumming to end the song.

“Okay. That was better than i would’ve expected.” you giggled.

“Shut up.” he grabbed a pillow nearby him and threw it at you. The pillow landing right in your face.

“Rude.” you laughed throwing it back.

“We are not having another pillow fight after what happened last time.” Travis said catching the pillow.

“Whatever, you’re boring.” you said as you got more comfortable in his bed watching him move across the room to put the guitar down.

“Or maybe I don’t want you breaking my lamp again.” he smirked. He made his way back to where you were starting to lean in. And as soon as your lips were about to connect a knock was heard on the door.

“Mom said to leave the door open three inches.” Javi’s voice was muffled from behind the door.

Travis groaned throwing his head back while you laughed.

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summary: in which you and travis sneak off for alone time only to be interrupted.

warnings: really ooc, slightly suggestive ?

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A "hunting trip" you guys said.

Natalie didn't question it even though she's the main one who goes hunting. She wanted to rest. Her blood pressure was most likely high from how hostile Mari and Shauna (mostly Shauna) have been acting towards each other making her having to step in during almost every altercation. Travis had the gun. You had a knife. Your shoes crunched across the leaves that were starting to fall off the tall trees. The sun beaming across your faces.

"See anything?" Travis asked.

You scanned the tree line, dead serious. "Yeah."

"What?"

"You. Looking good as hell in that flannel."

Travis snorted. "You're so dumb."

"Yet you're still into it." you smiled at him.

That was the end of the hunt.

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Now you were pressed up against a tree. His knee was placed between your thighs. His hands planted firmly on your waist while yours were becoming tangled in his hair. You guys were practically glued together.

Travis's hands made their way under your shirt. His fingertips tracing your waist like you were the only warm thing left in the world. Your lips moved in sync. Hungry, desperate, all breath and friction.

Then-

CRRK

A branch had randomly creaked.

You froze and pulled back enough to whisper something, "What was that?"

Travis barely opened his eyes. "It's nothing, probably a squirrel."

He leaned in to kiss your jaw, clearly unbothered by the creepy noise that was just heard and more desperate to get back to your mouth.

"Right..." you muttered, hesitating before leaning back in again.

One hand left your waist and wandered down to your zipper, tugging it halfway down.

Maybe he was right. It was probably just a random animal. You were a big horror movie fan before the crash happened. Maybe, you just watched too many scary films and panicked too easily-

CREAK

Or maybe you were smart enough to remember that serial killers were always killing horny teens in the woods.

You pulled away faster this time and grabbed his hand. “Okay. Nope. There’s something or someone here.”

Travis groaned, chasing your lips, “It was probably just a deer. Or the wind. Or-“

“Or someone being a creep and watching us.” You said as you looked to the left then the right, breathless but annoyed. “I’m not letting you into my pants to get murdered mid-makeout.”

Travis huffed, “Okay well, one we’re stuck in the middle of the wilderness. I don’t think anyone back at camp wants to come out and watch us and there’s definitely no serial killers out here as we are, and i quote, stuck in the middle of the woods so not even possible for any killers to be here. And two, you act like people come out here for fun.”

“You’re literally making out with me in the middle of the woods when we said we were hunting.” you deadpanned.

“Touché.”

With a dramatic sigh, Travis took his hands off your waist and pulled back from you. He watched as you zipped your shorts back up halfway before offering his hand. You took it while giving him a small glare.

“Such a shame.” Travis muttered.

You elbowed him softly in the ribs. “Next time, maybe i’ll let you finish undressing me after we confirm there’s nothing, or no one trying to watch or murder us.”

You guys started walking, hands clasped together. The woods fell quiet again, a little too quiet.

Then,

CRUNCH.

Leaves. Way too close to where the two of you were.

Your head snapped towards where the noise came from. “Over there.”

Travis stepped in front of you trying to be protective without being obvious, hand still holding yours but tightening.

The both of you crept forward hearing muffled voices. Travis glanced at you behind his shoulder giving you a look.

“No- I swear, Melissa was totally staring her down-“

“HOLY SHIT!” Both you and Van yelled at each other in unison as both groups stumbled into view.

This whole time- you mean to say the whole time it was just Tai and Van lurking? So much for being a movie nerd.

“You cannot do that!” You yelled in between breaths, pressing a hand to your chest as if you just suffered a heart attack.

Tai just snorted.

Travis let out a sharp exhale, “Seriously?”

Van raised a brow, “You guys have been busy. Sorry to interrupt your so called hunting.” the redhead smirked as she the fresh bruises blooming on your neck.

Tai’s eyes flicked down to your half zipped shorts and crossed her arms, “Mmhmm.”

“Oh shut up. Like you guys didn’t sneak off to make out in the woods before.” You said brushing your hair back trying to act unbothered.

“We have.” Van said, “the difference is we walked deep enough to not get caught. And also made sure no one was coming. We also didn’t, y’know…” Her eyes dropped to Travis’s pants. “…try and bone nearby rabbit traps.” she snorted.

You rolled your eyes deciding to walk off.

Van and Tai followed behind, of course.

“Oh, Travis.” Van poked fun letting out mocking moans and over exaggerated sounds of kissing.

“Eat shit Vanessa.” You muttered without even turning around.

“Cut it out.” Tai said hitting the back of Van’s head. “Ow! You wound me Tai.” Van joked. You could practically hear Tai’s eye roll.

Travis caught up to you, throwing an arm over your shoulder like nothing happened, just whispered,

“Next time.”

You gave him a look and pouted, “We’re gonna need to go deeper in the woods next time.”

“I’ll bring a blanket.”

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