MENACE OR H E R O ?

𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗 - 𝖒𝖆𝖓

[arxnexe]

hellloooo ! I am back and getting to repliesss !!

[hyprmemes]

aggressive sentence starters - tw negativity, insults, verbal abuse edit as you see fit

get down on the fucking floor or i’ll fucking shoot

don’t move, don’t you fucking move

oh little sunshine wants to play hero, sit the fuck down

i hate you i hate it every time you fucking speak shut up

what do you take me for, a fucking idiot? am i an idiot to you?

i need you to shut the fuck up before i start thinking of ways to make you

okay, how about it, let’s put it this way, you quit it or i’ll kill you

are you begging? is that it? are you begging for mercy?

you’re pathetic, you’re fucking pathetic

the worst part is that it makes me sad just thinking about you

look at you, you’re so small and so ridiculous, what did you expect?

i can’t stand the sight of you, you know you make me sick, right?

what did you think was gonna happen, i’ll bow down and let you take it?

every day i wake up and wish i knew how to kill you in easy ways

you make me angry, you make me angry to the point i scare myself

i fantasise, you know, i imagine what it would be like to take you down

i’m starting to look forward to the day i’ll snap

do you even know what you’re capable of? a whole great deal of nothing

stop talking by god stop fucking talking

none of your ideas have worked so far, so shut the fuck up

have you ever stopped and wondered if maybe you’re just too stupid?

give me a reason, i’m begging you, give me a reason to hurt you

i’m starting to run out of ways to keep me down

no, we’re not friends, we’re not even acquaintances, if you die now, i’ll live happily

i want you in a pool of your own blood, do you hear me?

you’re not even worth my fucking time

you have five seconds to stop crying before i give you reason to

what’s that got to do with anything, are you fucking mental?

the very air you breath smells like a rotting corpse

oh no you’re more than that, babe, you’re fucking disgusting

[spidersiren]

as the process becomes familiar, lor lulls herself into a routine. dab the blood away, add the butterfly stitch bandages, dab some more blood away, add the gauze. some of the wounds weren't as deep, and some were so bad she was surprised he wasn't unconscious. ❝ had a bad one, mm ? ❞ the spider siren muses, mostly to herself, mostly because she doesn't think he's listening.

there's something to his eyes when she spares him a glance. faraway, thought - lost. she blames the blood loss and just hopes he still won't pass out on her floor.

❝ it's mahogany. ❞ she humors, mouth a twitch with it. lor has no fucking clue what kind of wood it is. ❝ super expensive. not a dancing kind of wood, so keep those moves to a minimum, jagger. ❞ she presses the alcohol - soaked pad to his biggest gash and refrains from her own wince. ❝ almost done. ❞ her murmur is apology - soft.

[arxnexe]

At every PIERCING Peter inhales in unison with the entry. He sighs, head TILTED back against the chair as BISTER hues occasionally watch the woman work with such GRACE. It almost amazed him how precise she was being, almost as though there WAS some form of care, despite her seemingly ( SASSY ) remarks. He hears her musings and he replies nonchalantly.

"Pretty darn bad ... "

A POUT pursed his lips, as she engaged with a WOUND that was borderline exposing ( BONE ) , a whisper , "FUCK. SHIT , OW ." just below his BREATH, barely audible if anyone were truly listening .

"No DANCIN'? Well you're surely FUN at parties .. "

He tilts down to hope to see a GRIN from the other as sarcasm KISSES his pout larger. He sighs as he feels APOLOGETIC. He shouldn't have been this wounded to begin with, let alone allow the siren spider to FIX him on her evenings.

"Hey ... 'm sorry , y'know for showin' up like this , especially on a Friday night, I know y'probably got better things t'do . . . but , thank you for doin' this .. really.."

[hoodedmenace]

"Oh, motherfucker."

His bike sputters ominously, and Jason swears under his breath, feeling the lurch of the vehicle beneath him as the front wheel continues its spin, the rear now shredding as it's half-dragged behind. Can't do anything about it unless the asphalt rips it up (which he's starting to suspect is the case with the webbing—seems to be all tensile strength, no shear strength, something he quickly files away for later), but also because his hands are very much stuck to the handlebars all of a sudden.

With another stream of expletives, Jason jerks the bike through traffic, kicking through the gears on a sharp turn with a blast of fire from the exhaust. Panicked honking choruses behind him, but he's already long gone, spinning his slightly loosened rear tire down Pearl and underneath the Brooklyn Bridge.

"You know what? If you fuck up my bike, I'm gonna skip laying you out flat and I'm gonna go straight for tossing your wafer-thin ass right into the East fucking River so hard you'll end up going West." The bike whines and he throttles it with an ominous noise that he absolutely doesn't like, twisting himself onto South with a roar of tires and launching the bike right under the over pass and through the metal barriers onto the pier.

There's no choice but to stop now. Something something something about needing his hands, except all he can do is stare at his webbed gloves for a hot minute, mildly stupefied.

[arxnexe]

A chuckle can't help but escape through PAINED throttles of his lower ABDOMEN. It was always so fascinating to him to see how people he would consider SKETCHY or a ( criminal ), really relay through their thoughts to escape the ARACHNID. This time the other had some WIT and undoubtedly a way with words.

CLIMBING a near by building knowingly that the other had to somehow stop his BIKE ; SPIDER - MAN made sure of that. He'd tower over to view the city street, watching the other create ( chaos ) around him as he's strapped to his bike. Following along, swinging from building to building until he jumped afore the other. The MONOLOGUE that had Peter at an ( AUDIBLE ), yet exaggerated gasp.

" Y'really need your mouth SCRUBBED out with soap, aren't y'bit too COOL for cussin' or is that what you new VIGILANTE type are doin' now a days? WAFER - THIN ? But what the suit doesn't reveal is the ABS and muscle, I mean the lines on the suit don't do it justice unless you're REALLY close ... anyways, your bike is FOR ( sure ), toast. I also would like to see you try ; Spider's aren't good swimmers so I woudn't recommend it , but what's your game plan now COOL GUY ?"

A tilt to his head as he waltzes around the webbed male, a hum as he quickly webs the HELMET that glistened crimson right between his eyes.

"KACHOW !"

[mechamvm-a-deactivated20251107]

" let's not jump to conclusions! " mark says, probably a tad too loudly considering their proximity, fumbling hands reaching over to ADD to the increasing pressure atop spider-man's hands. he's just a guy- the irrational, slightly hysterical part of his brain screams, seeing his mask-flattened hair and his eyes and spider-man had always seemed so LARGER THAN LIFE before and mark's fingers are wet with red, heightened senses picking up his lethargic heartrate, and he begs himself to just. get his shit together so spider-man doesn't literally die under him. they've been lucky enough that no one's walked in with him unmasked, but he's thinking that might not last so long.

" sorry, " he says, suddenly, " i'm- kind of freaking out, " it should be pretty obvious that he has absolutely no clue what he's doing, but he's mark grayson, INVINCIBLE, and he's not gonna just let this happen if he can help it, " is there- someone you trust? that i can take you to? i can fly you there, like, really, really fast but breaking the sound barrier might aggravate your wound, " he chews his lip and unceremoniously attempts to peel him away from the ground, hand under his knees and arm braced across his back, " i- also have someone, but. uh. she won't be very happy to see us if we show up covered in blood. "

continued, @arxnexe

[arxnexe]

PATIENCE . It's a virtue alright. Something that Peter wasn't FAMILIAR ( with ). He'd watch the other atop of him, his VISION may be blurred but the moments in focus has him WEENING into the thought the other wasn't PRONE to ( chaos ) in which surrounded the male. He looked down at his wound, INHALING with aggression to get himself to ( rest ) ; a calming state of PAIN.

Hand removing from his ribcage, allowing the others to SLIDE off as well. The ( UNMASKED ) arachnid released a few SPINDLES of webbing, layering it to allow for the pressure to bind his wound until he could get to his apartment. HAZEl irises, flicker to the other, knowing FULLY well ( panic ) would only aggravate his healing factor and most importantly his ( MENTAL ). Hand reaching atop of the others shoulder, grunting and groaning as he shifts to attempt to stand as he did so.

" First time, huh ? It's fine, you're good , y'need me to walk. you through breathing exercises ? Ready, INHALE ....... EXHALE .... INHALE ... that's it you got it, okay, so my apartment isn't far from here, but I gotta know that you won't accidentally drop me when y'fly because you're QUEEZY."

[gobleir]

“yeah, i’ll let you down easy.” which is the best he could offer him, signed by a small yet heartfelt smile that didn’t betray. "problem is, i'm here for the long haul, so don't worry on me bailing on you just yet. you're welcome, peter." to which he finally accepts peter's handshake.

unfortunately harry’s proverbial feathers were now ruffled, and peter wasn’t particularly helping. breathing in deeply, he closes his eyes. harry and nerves have never been on the same team, only occasional allies when it suited them. he doesn’t show it, but he’s upset at himself for getting unnecessarily worked up. “yep,” he says, a little more curtly than intended. “you are.” to which he’s proud of himself for not snapping. a pronounced sigh. “let’s just eat.”

not that the mood was ruined, but he’s fine to eat in silence for a little bit to collect himself once more. “you tell anyone else about your plans? like, i don't know, aunt may... it helps to have people who support you. it’s a tough arena. sometimes the currency isn't dollar signs, but your patience.”

[arxnexe]

A sigh is all PETER could offer ; the ( demon ) of overthinking WANED heavily onto Peter's mind as he watched the other emit himself into silence ; almost RECLUSIVELY. Peter had wondered if he had overstepped in any form ; never would he want others around him to feel uncomfortable.

" I don't think I've ever worried about you bailin' on me. It's actually that y'take on TOO much sometimes an' I just want to make sure y'got all the support y'need .. "

His tone LOW and ( BELLOW ), volume almost at a whisper, apart of Peter hopped that he kept his thoughts INTERNAL. ALAS, he reached for the pizza box to open it, not even paying attention to the slice he'd taken and started GNAWING. Bister hues STEALING glances at the other often, but attempting to keeping his head tilted elsewhere.

" It's so new, 'sides it could all fall apart y'know ... I don't want to promise aunt may anything or get 'er hopes up .. PATIENCE, huh ? I think I'm patient, we've been best friends for how long again? "

[diabolusemoved]

@arxnexe asked : 🌺 [ ... ]

"do i look as pretty as i feel?"

[arxnexe]

" The PRETTIEST at the party ! "

[arxnexe]

I pretty people ! Just going to be busy with school stuff and work stuff for this week, be back next weekend !!

[flowerytale]

Helen Oyeyemi, from “White Is for Witching”

[inkskinned]

i loved you so much and i couldn’t save you. do you know what that’s like, when your hands aren’t stable enough to hold something so important. to watch your own reflection drop everything precious in this world into the fire. do you know what it’s like to burn alongside, whispering, please, i tried, i swear to god that i tried

[lilithsorchid]

what is this but sorrow undisputed?

[inmomentsofhappiness]

What if…

Everything you‘re going through is preparing you for what you asked for?

[agronzky]

⠀⠀⠀ 𝐁𝐁𝐂 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟏 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. ♡

"I’d never have a friend who could be such an ass."

"How small you are, for such a great destiny."

"If anyone wants to go and kill him they can go ahead. In fact, I’ll give them a hand."

"None of us can choose our destiny. And none of us can escape it."

“I want you to swear to me, what you’re telling me is true.”

"A half cannot hate what truly makes it whole."

"I just want someone to see me for what I am."

“I can't stand by and watch him die.”

"Sometimes you have to do what is right and damn the consequences.”

"In life you always have a choice, sometimes it is easier to think you don't."

“I am a terrible liar. I start sweat, my-my vision blurs, my brain stops working.”

“If this were a time of war, I’d have you flogged.”

"I think I'm starting to get the hang of this whole deception lark."

"You've been terrible. Really, I mean it. The worst servant I've ever had."

“Come on stop pretending to be interesting. Tell me.”

“He must care for you a great deal.”

“Whatever happens out there today, please don’t think any differently of me.”

“So you have been outwitted by a rat.”

“My throat was so dry, I thought I wouldn’t be able to talk."

"This is no time to be a hero. It really doesn't suit you."

"Had no idea you were so keen to die for me."

"He can't die. It is my destiny to protect him. We haven't done all the things we're meant to do!"

“I'm sorry. Whatever the price is, I will pay it gladly."

“On your long journey to become king, you’ll need a guardian angel.”

“I sometimes wonder if you know who I am.”

"You should not have killed my friend."

[thomaslefteyebrow]

it’s second nature to love you, first to die.

the moodboard for when peter is struggling to move on and doesn’t know how to process his guilt over gwen.

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[arxnexe]

pete : golden retriever bf

[gobleir]

an eye roll, shaking his head and waving his dismissal. “alright, captain euphemism! you win, you win.” and what joust it’d been. in a manner he was too shy to precede any further less he start to mean something by it. god forbid. he shouldn’t have indulged in the first place.

his brow arched high. “i’m arrogant, a smart ass, and a harold?” he scoffs, but it’s not serious offense. “if anyone’s a smartass, i’d say it’s you!”

a look if perplexion crossed his features and then he became a little more serious. “peter, it’s fine. i got you covered. i would rather take my time sorting out your stuff so that you can trust it’ll come out fine on the other side than leaving you open to someone who may not have your best interests in mind.” unlike his father, who might’ve used such rhetoric as a means of controlling others, harry was genuine with his offer — despite the brief lecture on otherwise. that applied to people who weren’t the two of them.

the two of them who have been through it all and more.

the two of them who shared more burden than most they knew. perhaps more than they ever should. perhaps more of other things. enough that when peter reaches out to him with gentle touch — however brief — harry stares like a startled animal. it’s for a brief second (even if it felt like painful minutes), before turning away and running his hands through hair, sweeping it back. peter’s following words come as a much too welcome distraction.

“yeah, you’re right. let me get the door—“ and wastes no time to it. because harry might be the king of impulse decisions, he also the king of never confronting a damn thing.

he takes the delivery and gets set up in peter’s homely kitchen. “i don’t know how you feel about getting food all over the place.”

[arxnexe]

" Well if I'm the smart ass then I learnt it from the best ! "

Brows FURROW as he hears the others ( reassurance ), a sigh fell as he watched pursed lips move with ease. It could be the DELIRIUM hitting him, the DREAM that ( ached ) to become reality. Shoulders shrugging into a STRETCH as he nods at the reassurance ; utter and unconditional appreciating seeping from his demeanour.

" Promise me if it gets t'be a lot, that you'll drop it? I can figure it out, y'got a lot goin' on with Oscorp. But, thanks Harry, really it means a lot . "

SENTIMENTALITY was part of Peter's entire ( identity ). He chose not to shine a light on it, especially with Harry ; not knowing his reactions to such VULNERABILITY can be ( unsettling ). After the light cascade of a touch to Harry's forehead and along his prominent cheek bone, had him startled, it made the man give a half hidden smile.

SAT up as he watches the other waltz towards the door a tilt of confusion as he eventually stood up and leant against the island ; opposite from the other.

" Why would it be ALL over the place? Y'thinkin' food fight action? We could totally do PIZZA ( buildin' ) --- Y'know where you try and build a bridge that can hold a glass of water . . . but with PIZZA . . . anddddd I'm totally over shootin' it huh ?"