Requested by SANGSTERSUPREMECY: Y/N is Spider-woman and Tom is just Tom but he still plays Spider-man

I kicked my boot-covered foot into the thug's chest, making him groan as he fell to the ground.

"Now, are you going to give me the woman's handbag, or am I going to have to knock a few teeth out?" I asked, my face being covered by my mask as I straddled him and raised my fist.

"I pick the third option: Neither." he spat. My eyes widened as he rolled us over, making me groan as he pinned me down.

"You really think that such a petty little bitch can fight crime? Ha. You'll be dead in a week." he smirked, his gruesome breath fanning over my face. Thank god for my mask.

"Yeah, sure I will." I scoffed as I raised my feet again. I put my feet to his chest before kicking, my super strength making him fly back as he yelled. I raised my hands and shot webs at him before firing them at the wall of the alleyway, webbing the man up as he squirmed and groaned.

"What were you saying about me not being able to handle myself?" I teased as I stood up and brushed myself off before putting my hands on my hips as I looked up at him.

"Fuck you, bitch." he spat.

"Yeah, fuck you too, Steve." I retorted back as I snatched the handbag from his fist before running out of the alleyway and onto the street. I looked around and sighed in relief as the woman who the handbag belonged to had stayed on the bench that I had sat her on before having chased down the thug. I walked up to her, making her look up at me. Her eyes widened.

"Oh my god, you actually got it back!" she exclaimed.

"Course I did. Couldn't let a random thug have money that isn't his." I smiled underneath the mask.

"Thank you!" she squealed, my smile widening as she tightly hugged me.

"You're welcome, ma'am, just doing my job." I nodded as I pulled away from the hug.

"Wait! What do you call yourself?" she asked. I smiled and bit my lip.

"The name's Spiderwoman." I nodded before firing a web at a building and launching myself into the air.

"I'm home!" I yelled out as I crawled through mine and Tom's bedroom window.

"I'm making dinner!" he shouted back, making me smile as I took my mask off. Tom and I shared a life that was interesting, to say the least. He played a New Yorker who had been bitten by a radioactive spider that had turned him into a superhero, whilst I was a Londoner who had been bitten by a radioactive spider that had turned into a superhero. Tom had been cast for the first Spiderman movie before I had been bitten, and so to say that it was a shock to find out that the science behind it was correct was an understatement. Since that moment, five years ago, Tom had continued playing Spiderman and I had continued fighting crime as Spiderwoman. I loved our life. I walked into the kitchen, making Tom look up at me and smile.

"How was your patrol? You look less beaten up than usual." he teased. I playfully rolled my eyes at him as I hopped onto the counter besides where he was cooking dinner.

"It was alright. Helped get a kitten out of a tree, helped save people from a burning building and got a woman's handbag back from some thug." I nodded as I swung my legs. Tom looked at me.

"That sounds more than just alright, sweetheart. How much smoke did you take in?" he asked.

"Not enough to cause me any damage. I'm fine." I reassured. He sighed and nodded as he gently put his hands on my waist and stood in between my legs.

"You know that I worry. It's dangerous enough for me to play a superhero, let alone for you to be one." he teased. I chuckled and bit my lip as I hooked my arms over his shoulders and played with the curls at the nape of his neck.

"I know, but it's okay. I've been doing this for five years now, and the most hurt I've been is nearly dead." I nodded, making Tom laugh.

"I guess that that's still better than completely dead." he continued to tease, making me smile as I leant in and pressed our lips together.

I sat on the sofa, reading a book and drinking a glass of wine as Tom walked into the room.

"I'm going shopping, darling, do you need anything?" he asked, looking at me as he grabbed his wallet, phone and car keys.

"Can you please get some more heavy-duty dressing and bandages?" I mumbled, not bothering to look up from my book. I got no response, making me raise my eyes to see him looking at me with a "really?" look on his face.

"You saying stuff like that is exactly why I worry." he nodded.

"What? It's just to be safe. Would you rather us have it just in case or would you rather me climb through the bedroom window whilst bleeding out, and have me die on the bed because you had to go out and get bandages?" I shrugged. He chuckled and shook his head as he opened the door.

"I'll be back soon." he nodded, making me blow him a kiss as he shut the door.

Tom's P.O.V

The lift stopped, the doors opening to reveal the apartment building's car park. Tom wandered out, his eyes on his phone as he walked to his car.

"Oy." he looked up, his eyes widening slightly as a man with a black balaclava stood in front of him. With a knife in his hand.

"Are you Tom Holland?" the guy asked. Tom gulped.

"Who's asking?" he replied. The guy scoffed before raising the knife and taking a step forward, making Tom gulp again as he took a step back.

"This is a mugging. Slowly place your phone, wallet, and car keys on the ground, and don't try anything stupid, or I'll fucking kill you." he spat.

"Alright, mate, I'll do what you say, but let's not do anything hasty." Tom shook his head, slowly raising his hands and hoping to god that Y/N's Spidey senses were alerting her right now.

Y/N's P.O.V

I turned the page of my book and sighed in relaxation. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. My eyes widened and I flicked my eyes up as I tried to sense what was happening. My eyes widened as I realised what it was. Tom. I threw my book down and shot up, pulling my clothes off to reveal my Spiderwoman suit as I ran to the bedroom window and jumped. I shot a web, attaching myself to the outside of the building before standing up against the wall and running down to where the car park of our building was. I got back on my hands and feet and peeked my head past the end of the wall. Sure enough, Tom was standing there, hands raised as he stood across from a mugger. I slowly crawled along the ceiling of the car park as I heard their conversation.

"This is a mugging. Slowly place your phone, wallet, and car keys on the ground, and don't try anything stupid, or I'll fucking kill you." the mugger spat.

"Alright, mate, I'll do what you say, but let's not do anything hasty." Tom shook his head, slowly raising his hands. I continued to crawl along the roof, making my way to behind the mugger as Tom slowly bent down and placed his phone, wallet and car keys against the tarmac.

"Jewelry? You got any jewelry on you?" the mugger asked.

"Nope. I don't wear jewelry." Tom shook his head, and I could tell by the way that he was trying not to smirk that he'd spotted me. I silently jumped down and landed behind the mugger.

"Stealing is illegal, you know." I teased, making the mugger shoot around to look at me. His eyes widened and he drove the knife forward. I dodged it with ease, moving my body to the side as I grabbed his arm and drove it down onto my knee. He cried out and dropped the knife, giving me the opportunity that I needed. I drove my elbow into his back, making him fall onto his hands and knees. I sent one more kick to his back, another groan leaving his lips as he fell right onto his stomach.

"Hope you like prison food." I nodded as I took his hands behind his back and forced them together before sticking them together with a web. I stood up and looked at Tom.

"You okay?" I asked, him nodding as he grabbed his stuff again and shoved it back into his pocket.

"Thanks to you." he smiled as he curled his arms around my waist.

"You know that I'll always come for you, Tommy." I reassured.

"I know." he nodded, the smile staying on his lips as he gently pulled my mask up to my nose before pressing our lips together. I returned the kiss, smiling into it before pulling away. I looked at the mugger.

"Call the police, I'll wait with him until they get here. I'm guessing that you haven't gone shopping yet." I shook my head.

"Nah, something came up before I could." he teased. I smirked and shook my head, making Tom smile as I pulled my mask back down and he got into the car.