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LOST ALL SENTIMENT TUCKED IT AWAY IN BOXES UNDER MY BED IT'S BETTER THERE THAN IN MY HEAD IF I WERE ON THE RUN I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D BE RUNNING FROM THIS WAS PLANNED METHODICALLY I GUESS I STAND FOR MY BELIEFS
I'M NOT SURE IF I DON'T BELIEVE IN A GOD OR IF HE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN ME AND I'M SICK OF SCRAPED UP KNEES AND WEARING SHOES TWO SIZES TOO BIG FOR ME
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Indie 616 Ben Reilly/Scarlet Spider/Spider-Man II/Chasm 18+ content, link directory in pinned post.
Janine commits to Chasm, Amazing Spider-Man (2022) #14: Spring
Marvel Swimsuit Special #4
✧ sender changes rhythm abruptly to keep receiver from climaxing.
It was one of his favorite movies in recent memory, one that he felt spoke to his experience and made for a cute feature of their weekly date night all in one, so it wasn’t disinterest in the film projected before them that had led to Ben and Vyna getting distracted. One quick kiss on the rooftop had led to several longer ones, and that only prelude to the touching that followed.
Young Drunk Punk sentence starters part two
“You know that dream where you’re walking through high school in your underwear? I think I’m having it right now.”
“Your excitement depresses me.”
“My boots squeak.”
“Keep your head down, do your job, try not to have so many… Feelings.”
“Not really seeing the joke part.”
“You are here to fix the toilet, right?”
“I’m so ticked off I could spit tacks.”
“It was an accident! I was thrown off my game! There were panties in full view!”
“I got a job with the Flames.”
“This is my house. I live here.”
“See, the thing about this job is you’ve got to bury your anger deep inside, it’s called being professional.”
“I refuse to stand here and take advice from some pervert who steals a hairclip when there’s a pair of perfectly good panties staring him right in the face.”
“So anyway, a little about me: I like to have fun, I only need about an hour of sleep every three days, I like to watch a good fight, don’t mind a little blood, but I could also stay in and watch a cuddle movie.”
“I’ll ask questions with my mouth and answer them with my fists!”
“I don’t think confrontation is what’s required here.”
“You bury your anger for a reason: to keep it safe for when you want to pull it out and use it!”
“The sexiest thing a woman can wear is a fur coat with nothing underneath.”
“Is there any karate in this movie?”
“Yes, we wouldn’t want to alarm our women, would we?”
“I need to commandeer your sandwich.”
“Crazy things are happening. Blood, satanists; I don’t wanna die!”
“I like big dogs and small tops.”
“Let’s do that thing you think about when you look at me.”
“He says he saw a meteor, tripped, hit his head… Story checks out.”
“I just wanted to make a simple brilliant indictment of society. Is that too much to ask?”
“Well, that was unexpectedly powerful. I tip my hat, you talented bastard.”
“Not everything is sexual.”
“Look, there are only three things that a man can talk about with his son in order to bond. Building a deck, slaying a caribou, and admiring the female form.”
“Are you picturing having sex with my mom?”
“I came in through the window but I can’t tell you which one cuz then you’d fix it.”
“Stretch and find your chi.”
“I have to warn you, though, I’ve got a pretty good stroke. I’ll go easy on you, though; I’ll only use one hand.”
“Don’t you worry, I’ll show you a few moves. But I think we both know who’s gonna end up on top.”
“I’m tired of being treated like a sex object just because I’m sexy.”
“See, you’re finally starting to understand us women.”
“Sir. I am both flattered and indignant.”
“Maybe I just think that porn isn’t a team sport.”
“She’s got a good point, I just wish she was bendin’ over when she made it.”
“I hope you didn’t wash your eyes today because you’re about to see somethin’ dirty.”
“I like you but I’m starting to think we’re jinxed.”
“The funeral’s Saturday. Better not have any plans.”
“Everyone deals with grief in their own ways.”
“Religion can’t help you, but scotch can.”
“You’re not totally naked, you’re wearing an oven mitt.”
“Funerals are the ultimate turn-on for girls. They’re practically a panty-peeler.”
“I don’t know if I can do this. Maybe I’m not as strong as everyone thinks I am.”
“I have to say, you’re actually quite sexy when you’re emotionally vulnerable.”
“Let’s face it, all anyone remembers of that party is you standing on your tippy-toes, full-on kissing a man.”
“You only see her horrible side. I get to see her good side. The side where she takes all her clothes off.”
“Sounds a lot better than that guy who tried to undo your bra with his feet.”
“Psh, yeah, like we could afford a unicorn.”
“Is it supposed to be this color?”
Felicia crossed her arms over a chest for a moment, before quickly unfolding them and shifting her position, jutting out one hip and her hands resting on them, only accented the flattering spider bodysuit.
She hadn't meant to look surprised or guarded. But drat, she'd been caught. She pouted, an innocent expression scrawled across her features. "What, little old me? That's quite an accusing statement. Can't a lady just explore the city in peace?"
She guessed, he didn't know who she was, she certainly hadn't tried to impersonate the other Felicia Hardy, from this universe yet. But with her old suit in her possession, she might as well try later.
But for now, introductions should be casual and secret identities hidden. "I swear, I'm just swinging by. But are you sure, you did call me pretty?" She gave him a wink, and a flirty smile. "I'm Night-Spider."
Hearing her leap from one non-sequitur to another had Ben tired of her game already, not half as charmed by her wiles as she seemed to be hoping, and the culmination of the tangled thread of words she laid out for him seemed almost insulting.
"Night Spider. Y'huh. Cuz I'm such a rube that I don't recognize the Felicia Hardy-shaped woman..." He paused to gesture to the outline of her curves with his hands. "...Four feet away from me?"
Despite his best attempt to defend against it, the universe-jumping interloper had succeeded in getting him off-topic, the matter of her crime spree secondary in his mind following her implication. Beneath his mask, his face was set in a scowl, eyes narrowed and locked on her, confident she would try to pull something else sooner or later.
The text didn't make it entirely clear whether Kiara would be attending a medical emergency or a booty call, and she puzzled at her phone for a few seconds before replying.
[Text: Ben] I'm just leaving the hospital. Be there in 10. Everything okay?
The urgency in Ben's few texted words was clear enough, and she drove immediately to his place - not having a chance to check her phone again before she was knocking on his door.
"Ben? It's me, Kiara. I'm here. Are you alright?" she asked, through the door, and she reached out to try the handle. God, she hoped he hadn't done anything stupid and gotten himself seriously hurt. How would she live with herself if she hadn't quite made it in time?
"Been better!" he called out to her, proceeded by a sharp wheeze that wracked his body in retaliation for the raised volume. Ben did his best to force a grin onto his bloodless face when Kiara crossed the threshold into his apartment, but the punishment he'd taken was about as bad as it looked, and neither a smile nor his joking it off could disguise it. Forcing himself to a sitting position, Ben slipped his mask off to give Kiara somewhere she could touch and work her magic, too feeble to remove any more of his scarlet-stained costume. "I'm just lucky you make housecalls." he muttered quietly now that she was face-to-face, not eager for a repeat of his earlier spasm. It wasn't the sharpest joke he'd ever told, but there was a feeling of unease that had crept in once the possibility of dying had receded that kept him from his usual wit, the feeling that he had scarcely begun to make up for drawing her into the tangled web of his superheroic world before relying on her to save him. Maybe he'd never be able to properly balance those scales.
Spider-Noir "Step Into my Office" sentence starters
"I fell in love in this city. A mistake I'll never make again."
"Say, you're kinda handsome."
"You keep following me, it won't end the way you want it to.
I'm as liable to shoot you as I am to give chase."
"That man was completely on fire. I've never seen such a thing."
"That’s a used pickle."
"Smarts like that, maybe think about going to school."
"So, what's this proposition you got for me?"
"Can you be sober by 9:00 A.M. tomorrow?"
"Stepping into a steaming pile of dogshit is kind of my specialty."
"You want to steer clear of the mayor, that's fine, but maybe there's still some cash to be had."
"Don't trouble yourself, I'm happy to make my exit without either of your fists busting my eye sockets."
"Some view up here. You can see the lights all the way from Jersey."
"Cutting right to it, huh? You don't even want to catch your breath?"
"Despite what I do for a living, I really don't enjoy hurting people."
"You could stop punching me."
"Well, the thing is... I'm not really scared of heights."
"You're an investigator. Investigate."
"You know, sometimes I think you forget I do this for a living."
"We've got a fight coming. I want you to help me."
The idea of going out hadn't dazzled Farah, but Ben being so dead-set on it piqued their curiosity, so they went without much ado, despite wanting to whine and pout about it. The way they figured it was that he must have a damn good reason for ditching a potential night of nudity and fun for dinner out. And what a reason it turned out to be. "Um... come again?" Her eyes blinked slowly as she tried to make heads and tails of her companion's admission, not exactly realizing it wasn't a joke at first, until the serious look on his face gave that away. Her mind began with collecting the most important bits first and trying to parse those out.
No birthday. A superhero cousin that looks oddly too similar. A clone of said superhero cousin. Two hot cousins who are not really cousins, but copies, or rather, Ben was.
Their hand had laid flaccid in Ben's as he spoke, but they pulled it away in order to cover their face with both of theirs.
"Whoa. Wait. Wait--" She ran over the facts again, and once more for good measure, before dropping her appendages to gaze at her boyfriend. "Pete's a--" She dropped her head and voice, eyes darting around to make sure no one was looking their way. "Superhero, and you're a clone of his? Like... What? How? And does that make you also, like... A superdude? And which one? Aren't there approximately twenty or something kicking around New York?"
Ben's heart swelled in his chest at the motormouthed reaction the revelation had sparked in them, and he had to clamp his teeth down onto the inside of his bottom lip to keep it from spreading into a smile so he could maintain the solemnity the moment called for. Every ounce of trust he invested in Farah had been well-spent, and now that it was time for him to lay out all his cards, he felt joy rather than trepidation, jumping at the chance to satisfy all their curiosities at once. "Well, the how is a pretty long story, but it involves a mad scientist, a tragic love, and one superdude in particular by the name of Spider-Man. The short explanation is that now your boyfriend runs around in spandex calling himself the Scarlet Spider and that's why I'm late all the time and constantly pounding lattes." He had fought a losing battle to keep from slipping back into levity as soon as he opened his mouth to speak once more, feeling so himself in their presence that he couldn't hide it underneath all the seriousness he could feign. "And I need you to know this, because for a while now, it's the boyfriend part that's been the most important thing in the so-called life of Ben Reilly. When I get up in the morning, I think of you first and webshooter fluid second." He paused to politely wave the server away so that she could process his quippy answers in relative privacy, adding one final thought once they had it. "Plus with the way things have been going, I don't want there to be any secrets between us. You've put a lot of trust in me and you ought to know that it matters."
[If you asked Ben Reilly if he was a human being, he might take a couple seconds to say yes.]
[Maybe more than a couple seconds.]
Now I'm down in the seventh; in the eighth my ribs are sore; in the ninth I'm staggerin'; someone up there don't like me... Now my right and my left will decide, 'cuz they're done with this bum takin' dives. Now my eyes may be swollen with right hooks and tears, but I see salvation tonight in a left and a right. It's a one-way ticket: smart money's showin' me the door. Backed on the ropes now; someone up there don't like me anymore! When the crowd goes silent, one thing that I know for sure: knock me down one time; I'll be comin' back for more! Now my right and my left will decide, 'cuz they're done with this bum takin' dives. Now my eyes may be swollen with right hooks and tears, but I see salvation tonight. Now my right and my left will decide, 'cuz they're done with this bum takin' dives. Now my eyes may be swollen with right hooks and tears, but I see salvation tonight in a left and a right.
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