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--oĸ ɴever do тнαт αɢαιɴ.

[spideycentral]

1 day till Spider-Man: Homecoming!

Favourite Superhero in the MCU as voted by SpideyCentral’s followers: SPIDER-MAN!

[djoswiftie]

We know, Tom. We know. 

[uncawanwo]

We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy though. Yeah.

[reds-ocs]

This is the cutest Tom has ever looked and it makes me wanna explode every time I look at it. W O W!

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

“Hey, uh...Mr Rogers.” Nope, that sounds way too weird---would he even know who Mr. Rogers is?! “Cap...Hi. We haven’t met yet. Er...I mean we have but I was still in the suit, so....I’m Peter.” Duh. Who’s he gonna mistake you for, Falcon?!

@oldtiimey

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

    “It was no wind…” His serious expression was entirely true, and he was a little concerned for the well-being of this one. Though, he kept his head as cool as he could.     “When one is being haunted, actions must be taken. There’s been tales      of outsiders getting this sort of treatment, for pasts that weren’t there own…      Ancestorial revenge, of sort… Just stick next to me…”  @itsybitsyspiderling​ 

     “W-woah woah what? Like...who, who’s ancestors? Are you haunted?!”

An expression of horror quickly turned into a (very nervous) smile as soon as the words were spoken. Yet T’Challa’s eyes seemed to be filled only with a somber sort of contemplation...yea, he looked super serious.

“I mean, uh, sorry but I don’t really believe in all that. Do you...think someone followed you here, to get some sort of revenge?! Maybe we should uh...call Mr. Stark to come back from his meeting.”

@theprinceofwakanda

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

“I am sorry, Mister Parker, for frightening you… But as you should know, there’s stories that must be told. Wakandian Tales are much more worthy than a simple bump in the night. For even those have explanations. Some call accidents like this coincidence, and some fate. Ghosts walk among the living, even today.” @itsybitsyspiderling​

     “Uh....I’m not scared?”

The boy waved him off with furrowed brows, despite the slight shake of that hand, which he soon hid in a jacket pocket. Shrugging, his eyes darted around the empty living area before settling back on T’Challa.

“I just...I don’t think what--that--I don’t think we heard a ghost. Okay. I mean, drum beats out of nowhere are...weird, yea, but maybe Mr. Stark just left on his music. The scream after was a little...weirder. But FRIDAY didn’t pick up anything so it’s...it had to be, uh....the wind.”

Man I knew we shouldn’t have watched that stupid movie. Why couldn’t T’Challa have been interested in Legally Blonde?! Does the cover of The Ring really look that interesting??

@theprinceofwakanda

[parkerpete-archive]

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

“Hey, woah, what’s with the spooks this late at night?! Not cool.”

@theprinceofwakanda

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

    “Sometimes I come here, but it’s mostly to check on if everything is going      well with all of our agreements. There’s still some strife over all of that,      and the world has seen the problems unfold, but measures are being      taken to bring light back.” He was a little tired of having to be like this, since the death of his father was still so recent to all of his people. T’Challa was to shoulder the rest of everything that his father couldn’t complete, and it was becoming more and more tiresome as each day went on. Shrugs a shoulder and leans back against the large window to stare calmly towards the other.    “But while that is still happening, there’s room for more I think. Perhaps, I      should take a small break from all this boring, but needed work?      Has Mister Stark given you anything to do while you’re here?      Or are you here to upgrade your suit?” | @itsybitsyspiderling​ |

     “Uh..no, not yet, not really. I mean...It’s Spring Break for me at school,       so Mr. Stark said I could check out the new base and maybe get some       training. I mean. Practice, you know, cause I’m already pretty good       with the new suit.”

I’m rambling, stop rambling, stop talking. Taking a deep breath, Peter flashed a smile at the other. T’Challa was here on business, but as he’d just said, that could take its toll on anyone...even a Prince. Especially a Prince. The boy may not have been an expert warrior, or anyone with deep insight into the accords...but he was a kid and he knew how to have fun (even though sometimes it seemed like those days were over).

     “If you have free time, I’m game for anything. Everyone needs a       break, yea. Well...you’re in New York, this city has everything.       Was there anything you wanted to do?”

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

[tinymintywolf]

i had a lot of requests for peter during the last stream! i only had time for two, i went with “anxious” and “confused!” someone help this poor boy

[phastos]

If you’re nothing without the suit, then you shouldn’t have it.

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

   “This is true… There’s not to worry about anything like that with me, as there’s     quite possibly way more important issues than bullying someone around like     you. Besides, who would go to that far of lengths to out someone of them     being a hero, as to do so in a public place like school? No one would     believe that idiot! You could easily avoid such a situation, I think.” He could plainly see the other’s nerves were on the fritz, and he hoped that it wasn’t entirely for some horrible reasons. Smiles kindly, trying to appear as friendly as he can, even though he was afraid he might be the cause of this one’s anxiety.       “You needn’t be so worried, Mister Parker. I’m not going to bite.         I’m not a spider, hah!” My jokes are so lame. I’d get laughed at for how bad they are… Must work on them. | @itsybitsyspiderling​ |

     “Ha! Good one. I mean, yea, no, I know that!”

Lame as T’Challa might have thought his joke to be, it was just the right thing to finally break the ice and allow Peter to actually relax in the other’s presence. He took a few steps closer to lean against the nearest couch, his gaze alternating between the amazing view outside and the Prince watching it.

     “So...have you come here a lot? This is my first time       staying at the tower since the big fight back then...”

He wondered if T’Challa was close with Tony, or if this was just more about the accords. Peter liked to think that maybe there was another big mission gearing up, but more paper-signing sounded way more likely.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

His attention went away from the window, and was now focused on this young man, or was he a kid? It was certainly someone that was way too far away from home, much like himself. Softly smiles as he could see him struggling with how to address him, and everything else, waves a hand dismissively.     “You needn’t be so nervous, Mister Parker… I’m just as boring as you might      imagine, and so there isn’t a need for royal titles here. Plus, it can be a little      aggravating when that’s all someone sees, not the purpose for why someone      is where they are needed.”

He looked at him a little more carefully, trying to get an idea as to what he was meaning by masks. It was slowly clicking, but he wasn’t sure if that was right.     “If you are talking about the last big fight between many masked ones…      Were you… – You took Captain America’s shield, right? Interesting that      you’ve told me your identity, just now. Wouldn’t you have liked to kept      that a secret?” As I care little for my own secrecy, clearly. Though, he is clearly so young, and full of much more in his life ahead. | @itsybitsyspiderling​ |

Ohmygodheremembered.

     “Uh--yea, that was me! I mean, I gave it back. You know. Uh.”

And then he started to process what T’Challa had so casually pointed out. For some reason, even while living a life of secrecy at home, he hadn’t even hesitated in giving the other his identity. He thought it might have been obvious, considering there weren’t many (or any) other kids roaming around the base of the Avengers. Still, there honestly hadn’t been any thought behind it.

     “Well, I mean, yea...it sort of is. But you’re like..an Avenger, or at least       you helped them out. I guess I’m not worried about you comin’ down       to my school and telling everyone my secret identity.”

He said with a laugh, one that did little to hide how incredibly nervous he was. He had seen this guy in action, and he was a total badass--not to mention literal royalty. Oh yea, he already had mentioned that. Awkwardly.

     “Plus Mr. Stark told me you were coming, so I thought he mighta told you already.’

Yea, okay Peter, lie to the Prince.

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

theprinceofwakanda:

T’Challa had been appointed a special meeting with a certain billionaire, and he was to stay at this man’s new best location, which was the newly established Avengers tower. Dressed in one of his finely-fit suits, the young Prince was waiting around patiently in the living area (It was one of many in this place). There were about to be talks that would put pressure on this entire team, and the world, most likely… But he would face them all with pride, and his thoughts had him looking to the window that oversaw the nearby forest. He was contemplating all that was to be. | @itsybitsyspiderling |

For most students, spring break was the time to ditch your homework and go to the beach. At the very least it meant packing up the sudan and travelling hundreds of miles with your parents to see relatives you barely knew. Peter didn’t want any of that, not when he finally had time to visit the best place on Earth: Avenger’s tower. Okay, maybe not the BEST but it was up there with Disney. 

He was staying for a few days, and that meant mostly free reign whenever Tony wasn’t paying attention to him. Right now, he was still exploring, trying to find training grounds, or where they kept a bunch of badass suits (so far all he’d found were some very high-tech vending machines). The next room, however, held not something but someone of interest. Oh yea, Tony mentioned he’d be here today. Crap.

Hi, hey...what’s up? T’Challa. Prince---King? of Wakanda. Yea, that’s not gonna fly. Uh. Crap. I better say something before he turns around. Clearing his throat---way louder than intended, Peter stepped forward hesitantly.

“Uh---Ahem---Good afternoon, T--Your...highness.” Is that weird? It was weird. “Hi. Uh, I’m Peter, Parker. I met you once, sort of. But we both had masks on. So...”

[ @theprinceofwakanda ]

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

Aunt May: Peter, I need to talk to you! Come out!

Peter: I’m bisexual!

Aunt May: Not what I meant but I still support you!

[hippoedcampus]

“Because I am Spider-man, so shut your face.”

[itsybitsyspiderling-blog]

liigamentum:

   “That’s cute! I’m glad he’s found someone else to toy with for awhile.     Hey, maybe you’ll end up being a little more useful, and not just some     glorified statue on his shelf! The Spider-Man Award for best distance’d     web-shot across the skyscrapers!” Though, you could already tell that there wasn’t any light-heartedness to anything he was saying here. The eight-foot technological terror was actually really displeased, and he hoped that was ringing loud and clear.      “So, how would he react to losing his newest plaything? I’m sure he favors       you over anyone else, these days… What with that little squabble they had       recently, which you were involved in! Good job, little spider! You helped       separate the charming couple!” @itsybitsyspiderling​

     “Woah woah, that was not my fault! I was just helpin’ out Tony,       and trying out this new suit!! Cap is---we’re totally cool okay.          But, uh---”

The robot was getting him off track now, great. Taking a deep breath, Peter refocused himself, as much as he could in the wake of Mr Iron Giant here. He needed back-up, that was clear enough. It was also clear that Ultron was pissed and probably didn’t intend on letting him live. Without a second to lose, Peter flung a web for the highest rafter (yea, that trophy Ultron mentioned didn’t sound so crazy, did it?) and scrambled to perch atop it.

‘Karen, hey, emergency! Send a distress beacon, a message to Tony, all that stuff okay!? Ultron alert!’

‘No such alert exists, but I will notify Mr. Stark and send a distress beacon out at the highest frequency possible...’ A pause ‘I’m sorry, Peter, there seems to be something blocking my signal. Please try to relocate while I attempt to find the source of the problem.’

Of course, Peter had a pretty good idea of the problem and it was right below him, looking up. So the question was...now what?

@liigamentum