HEADS UP!

Indie (Spectacular) Spider-Man ;; Spun by Plane

[erraticluck]

The laugh that bursts from his chest is anything but innocent, already half believing he'd never truly get away with it. Hands fly to his hips, indignant despite his jovial chuckle, and he finally shrugs.

"Aw c'mon, I had a $20 ready on my other string! I just... It wasn't ready yet. I was gonna drop it afte -- You're starvin' me doc!"

A graceful hop, a dramatic flip, and he's atop the table in front of the doctor in seconds. Balanced precariously, but solid. Pulling off his mask, taking a grandiose bow, before shoving it in his waistband to keep his hands free.

"I figured she'd give me away, I just wanted to see if you were paying attention. On top of it as always, Rose, nothin's getting past you!"

"I've still got my lunch from today, but I actually stopped by because I wanted to bounce a few ideas off of you. You got a minute?"

@dieamonster bc ive got brainworms

[malhare-archive]

The fact that Olivia Octavius makes informational videos for kids is so funny, like imagine if you figured out that Bill Nye is a super villain

[yee-honks]

join my fucking server

[erraticluck]

anyway i know it's a cartoon and cartoon logic "if they wear the same thing every day it's easier to run the episodes on tv out of order/draw them" but pete wears the same fucking thing every day. I have a better answer.

neurodivergency.

[dieamonster]

@erraticluck​

“I didn’t know you needed a ring to smash. This information… is new to me.”

“peter, please.”

“you need two rings.”

[erraticluck]

"That's not what Dr. Connors told me."

[dieamonster]

"Hey dad can you pass me my phone charger?"

rose is already darting across the room, to grab the aforementioned charger.

"yes, of course. one moment, and i'll--"

she pauses. otto hesitates.

he turns his head towards peter's general area.

"what did you just call me?"

[erraticluck]

i find it interesting that doc ock's the 8th episode in the series. like no that is not a coincidence and I can talk for hours about his character design, the voice acting and general LOVE i have for the tssm version but ion wanna clog the dash but there is sooo much to unpack tssm doc ock i love u if it wasnt obvious

[erraticluck]

Through layers of cotten and a constant, low static, Peter heard Otto. Couldn't remember how far he'd gotten (out of the building? Across town?) but he knows he's not alone. Could hear someone calling, feel hands move him, the screech of claws.

Claws, can hear claws-- he must not have gotten far.

"Guhh-- NUH-- NO!"

Blinking wildly, thrashing. Only serving to further get blood everywhere, oozing free of hastily applied web bandages. His right arm might not be in as bad a shape as his left, but like a frightened bird he still flaps his wings, desperate for escape. Rather break them himself and die of fright than give in under any circumstance.

It's clear he's losing the fight to stay conscious, but still struggles ensue. Blind but to simple blurry shapes and colors, it's enough to focus his punches. Strain his muscles, open up the tears in his suit and the shredded skin beneath it.

It almost looks like he fought a truck and lost -- which wasn't alltogether far from the truth. The claw marks on his chest, arms -- even the rings of angry red circling his crushed ankle scream of one culprit. One Otto knows well, both from Peter's previous stories and antics and the ripples of effects the smaller has to Otto's own pool of existance.

"LEHGGO--!"

@dieamonster

[erraticluck]

"Kay, I gotta ask -- You uhh... Your suit."

The black suit. Even the thought of the symbiote sent a shiver up Peter's spine. How had it gotten out? Was this kid ok? It surely sounded like a kid, someone almost his own age.

There wasn't any way this guy could be a fake or a copy, either. Beck was still locked away, his tech in a police locker. And it was clear as day -- the kid was swinging, leaping, had some sweet moves Peter himself was jealous of.

But he had to ask. It would drive him nuts if he never saw the other again.

"Where'd you, ahh.. get it. Sears sale here or Mars?"

@imsobrooklyn

[erraticluck]

know what i love abt peter? He's just so fucking weird. secret identity makes him act odd, keep secrets, look sus. halloween ep and sb recognizes his voice - NOPE thats the costume! and thats just. standard for all his interactions

[the-shy-girl-420]

Just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll let you win in Mario Kart. Fuck off

[erraticluck]

@dieamonster

[erraticluck]

"Nah nah man, I'm serious. It's a serious question."

Peter shrugs, cappuchino in hand. Thinking aloud now, bringing Azura for the ride.

"So a horse on the regular isn't just. One horsepower. It's different for each, and it's on average 15 -- If I remember that article correctly."

Stifling a chuckle, he takes another drink, then sets it down to talk with both hands.

"But if you think about it -- and don't factor in that one horsepower isn't one horse's power like it honestly should be -- then technically speaking, a momma horse is two horsepower. So it's NOT ENTIRELY wrong."

@curioosity

[constantlyscreaminghere]

feelin like

[ofhotheads-blog]

Send me a 🐤 for a Tweet my muse would make about yours.

Using this generator.

[lettherebemonsters]

@erraticluck

" Please don't confuse me for your cephalopodic friend. Not only is he the most incompetent scientist I have ever had the misfortune of speaking to....but his ambitions are far different from my own."

[erraticluck]

"All I said was I thought New York could use a lot fewer evil genius scientist types. More specifically, ones who're tryin'a kill me."

Hunching sideways on a window, Peter puts a hand to his chin in thought.

"Anyway, you've got the outfit all wrong. He's usually got the trench coat, the hair, the glasses -- oh and his arms. Y'gotta have the arms, because without em, what are ya? Just a regular doc."

A halfhearted chuckle, cocking his head aside.

"Doctor SNOW, maybe, in your case. Hey, that's not half bad! I should put a patent out on that!"

Who was this guy? What was his deal? And if he was here for something, what was it?

"Anyway -- Y'gotta specify WHICH doc, cuz' the one I HOPE you're not talking about is the only one that I can have a civil conversation with."

[erraticluck]

"YOUR END HAS COME, SPIDER-MAN!!! I HAVE TRAVELED ACROSS THE MULTIVERSE TO LAY CLAIM TO YOUR SORRY LIFE, BUT ENOUGH TALK, HAVE AT YOU!!!" Liliana charged towards the spider, weapon gripped "tightly" as she raised her hand up! Aaand "stabbed" Peter with a gummy knife. "Honestly, I'm amazed I even found this. I mostly just wanted to see if the bit would work with it~"

Peter gave a stage gasp, doubling over in what almost looked like true agony. Dropping to his knees, holding his gut, his voice comes out surprisingly strong for someone who is claiming to be dying.

"Eyes, look your last!" Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, oh, you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss! Dateless bargain to engrossing death."

And, ceremoniously, possibly even over the top -- he collapses.

Then coughs, spasms, and goes still again.

"I jus' wanna know what company makes gummy weapons."

[dangerstxrlet]

                                       AND SHE’LL TEASE YOU, UNEASE YOU 

        All the better just to please you

                                   She’s precocious, and she knows just what it

TAKES TO MAKE A PRO BLUSH 

                              she’s got greta garbo’s standoff sighs, 

                                      she’s got BETTE DAVIS EYES

MULTI-EVERYTHING MARY JANE WATSON  I PENNED BY GARRETT