☆ 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫.

Photographer, part-time pizza delivery boy, superhero. . . “Y'know, I guess one person really can make a difference. . ."

[notthehumanspider]

🕷 📸 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 .

❝ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴: "𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮."

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵, 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦.

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘐?

࿐ ˚ . ➠ 𝓘'𝓶 𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻-𝓶𝓪𝓷.❞

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Independent (Raimi-verse) Peter Parker from Spider-Man.

𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓎 𝒦𝑜𝓉𝒶, @britneyofvos .

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[notabirdnotaplane]

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[notthehumanspider]

I saw your URL and I loved it so much I laughed out loud. I can hear Tobey saying it in my head!

Omg, I’m just now seeing this ask. Ha, I’m so glad you liked it! 😂🕷🕸

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

Everyone needs Family / Closed RP

After his battle with two other version of himself, Peter (1) had been obsessed with finding out as much as he could about the multiverse. He had been shocked and amazed by the knowledge that something like that could even be real. He wanted figure out a way for him to travel through the multi verse worlds freely. . He figured there must be scientific way to travel through worlds without endangering the entire multiverse.

part of him wanted to be able to study the differences in the world’s. Yet most of all he wanted to see the other Peter’s again. They really had made him feel like they were brothers, he felt so connected to them and they seemed to get him in a way no one else did. Right now with May dead and his friends clueless to who he was, he needed people who cared about him and got him.

There wasn’t much to read on the multiverse mainly mainly theories and conspiracies about it. There were a few scientists who had vile information on it and had been researching it too. Peter ended up working tirelessly in his lab for the next few months and using quantum physics as it’s basis he created a device that could potentially transport him through the multiverses.

The device was a large desk that connected to a small black bracelet. All he had to was step on the disk and type in details of where he wanted to go on the bracelet.

Eventually he ended up in the middle of Time Square but clearly not the one he was used to. As he looked up he spotted Spider-Man helping a civilian.

“Hey brother!” Peter (1) called out with joy. He smirked. “Thought I would pay you a visit.”

@notthehumanspider​

[notthehumanspider]

… If by helping a civilian meant saving an innocent window washer from plummeting to his death after one of the cables on his bucket snapped. . Peter Two definitely was engaging in his usual heroics.

“Ah, thank you Spider-Man! Thank you! I’d be nothing more than a pancake on the ground if it wasn’t for you!” The gentleman spoke through grateful sobs as the masked hero pulled him to safety onto a nearby balcony.

“Haven’t you heard? Keeping human pancakes off the streets of New York City is kinda my speciality. No need to thank—“

Just as both pairs of feet made contact with the solid surface of the balcony, Peter Two’s Spidey sense was triggered. He froze, then…

… On the street, about fifteen stories below and behind him, he heard a sound. Halfway between a boom and a pop, followed by gasps from onlookers.

Peter Two Spider-Man whirled around on his feet and approached the edge of the balcony to observe…

He legitimately wiped at his lenses, not believing what - or, more specifically, who - he saw waving like the happiest boy in the world his direction.

Beneath the mask, Peter Two was matching his younger brother’s grin. . but they were still out in the very open, and secret identities were of the upmost importance.

After telling the previous citizen to stay clear of any window washing buckets for the immediate future, Spider-Man dove out of the balcony, and touched down before his youngest brother.

Noticing the crowd that had gathered around the two - snapping pictures at the very unusual thing that was a desk and a man appearing from nowhere… Peter Two made the decision to act like the other was a nobody, until they could get privacy for a proper reunion.

“Hey kid, continuing to work on that science project, I see. How about I help you get this contraption away from the middle of Times Square and back to my lab before anybody gets hurt, okay?”

He hoped the younger understood where he was going with his words.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

(OOC: Lmao I meant to write he was standing on a large disk not desk XD, sorry!)

Peter couldnt believe that he acutally did it! After all the months of sleepless nights working on his invention, finally his idea was turned into a reality. He looked around him for a moment, it was so strange how everything looked the same. He had almost expected to see a city that was unrecognizable to him.

“Oh yeah, I was hoping to get your opinion on it.” Peter 1 replied with a grin. “You seem like a smart enough guy.“

He stepped off the disk then pressed a button on the bracelet. The disk than began to shrink smaller and smaller until it was tiny enough to fit in his hand. He then picked up the item and placed it into his pocket.

“You have a lab? Thats so cool! I definitely want to see that. All I have is my bedroom for science stuff. I will follow you there.”

[notthehumanspider]

Beneath his webbed mask, Peter Two was smiling like the proud eldest brother he was… But (for the moment), the mask hid that smile away.

“I would say I’m passively intelligent. Nowhere near somebody like you, I’m sure of that.”

The older Spider stood up straighter and gave a singular tilt of his head downward, as if with his body language saying play along, or else our secret identity would be on the line.

“It’s not much, and I’ll let you see it, but we go my way, okay? You’re slightly underdressed to travel your way.”

Code word to mean the other was in his civilian clothing - and it wouldn’t do him any good to swing in jeans and a t-shirt.

A single arm outstretched.

“Know the drill?”

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Probably not, but I figured someone even passively intelligent could help.” He teased.

Even thought he was sure the older versions of him were probably much more clever than he was.

He nodded in understanding when he told him they had to go his way. He had never been the passager when swinging he decided this could be very fun.

He grabbed his arm and clung onto him. This felt so werid on so many levels. He knew though that he would have to make it work for now.

[notthehumanspider]

The younger Peter might find the close physical contact to be… intimate and awkward and weird… But the eldest Peter didn’t (at all) view it in that light. Wrapping his left arm tightly around the dark brown-eyed Spider, he never felt a greater sense to protect somebody like he did, in that moment.

This was not some simple stranger on the street; this was his youngest brother, and he’d do anything to make sure the young teenager was safe.

The masked hero gave a singular node in the same moment he raised his right arm towards the sky. He spoke in a lowly voice, one normal humans wouldn’t be able to hear but that their rather sensitive hearing would.

“I’m going just beyond that building to our 9 o’clock; there’s a pretty decently hidden alleyway where I can take off my mask. Ready?”

He may have asked if he was prepared for flight, but he didn’t actually wait for an answer, shooting a web - attaching to a nearby streetlamp - catapulting the two into the sky.

Beneath the mask, he was finding it difficult holding back chuckles. If the younger Peter was anything like him, he would probably find this experience extremely stressful; being up in the air, moving, but not being the one in control of your movements would definitely stress the eldest Peter out.

Just a few more swings…

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

It was a very different experience being the one who was carried rather than the one doing the swinging. At least when he was controlling the moves he could anticipate each swing and prepare himself. In this situation he was at the mercy of the other person.

“I could see why my MJ hated doing this.” Peter commented. “Its a lot less fun as the passenger.”

 If he got up the courage to talk to her again, he`d probably check swinging from city buildings off of the list of first date ideas.

When he asked if he was ready, Peter had been trying to catch his breathe. He was about to ask him to give him a sec, but instead he was brought back into the air.

When they finally got to the location and his feet touched the ground, he laid down, still slightly out of breathe.

“LAND! THANK GOD!” Peter shouted exaggeratedly. “Next time. We get out my suit and we tell people i`m your clone or something.”

[notthehumanspider]

The duo were nearly to the location, and the Parker beneath the raised-webbed mask chuckled at his younger sibling’s obvious discomfort.

“Aw, c’mon Peter; it’s really not that bad! You talk as though like you don’t trust me. Would I really do such a thing like dropping—“

Now swinging over the mouth of the fifteen-story alleyway, Peter Two may have “accidentally” slipped his grasp on his brother, making an audible and innocent “oops!” sound as the other began to fall.

No worries - unlike some people - Peter Two had a perfect track record with catching people as they fell.

For his youngest brother, he shot a giant web out, to act as a cushion or a soft padding beneath his fall.

The brown eyed Spider should find himself caught in a web… And the blue-eyed Spider was doing a terrible time holding back his laughter.

“Are you okay? Are you alright? Oh, Pete! So, so sorry!”

The older man landed beside his brother and finally removed his mask… revealing his smirk.

Older brothers are gonna do what older brothers do, and bully.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Your the worst.” Peter grumbled. Although he didn’t mean it of course. He knew this was how brothers were with one another He then sat up and then smiled. “So I finally made it here. I been trying to figure out how to do it scientifically for months. I asked Dr.Strange, the wizard guy I know, to help me but he was still kind of mad about the whole messing up his spell thing and accidentally letting in a bunch of villians from other worlds. I want to hang out here a bit, but I was also thinking it could be fun to travel through the different universes. You could even come with me if you want, it would be another great adventure!”

This whole project of going to other universes really was a way to keep his mind off of his grief. To focus his energy on something positive instead of thinking about all he lost. He was tired of feeling sorry for himself and wanted to make a change.

[notthehumanspider]

“Ouuch; that’s a low blow, Peter,” The older Peter replied in an obviously joking voice.

If there was one thing Peter Two was envious of his younger doppelgänger, it was his youthful near-endless amount of energy.

The younger Peter spoke nearly a mile a minute, and while the elder successfully kept up, he couldn’t help but force back a chuckle.

“Woah, slow down, cowboy: let’s take this one sentence at a time, shall we? You’re saying - with the help of the Strange Wizard, you have made a multi-dimensional transportation device?”

He couldn’t help but to give his best proud older brother / dad look to the younger man.

“You made it just to come hang out with me? Aw, Peter, that absolutely touches my heart and makes my day to hear…”

To show how much he approved, he pulled the younger man into an embrace.

… He had no idea how much he loved being a brother, into the two younger Peters swung their way into his life.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Yeah pretty much. It took awhile but I was able to figure out the right materials and algorithms to make it work.” He answered. “I can show you how I made it later if you want, it was acutally pretty simple.”

When the older Peter hugged him, he hugged back. It was nice to have a brother he could rely on and go to. More than that he felt welcomed here and thought maybe it would be a nice escape from reality.

“So is there some place we could go to eat? I’m starving. I probably should have ate before I left, but I wasn’t sure how the multiverse travel would affect my stomach.”

[notthehumanspider]

Before the hug could have a chance to become awkward, Peter Two pulled away, looking down at his youngest brother with a smile.

“Absolutely. You like bagel sandwiches, I hope? I know just of a place that has the best bagel sandwiches. It’s only a few blocks away, although…”

He briefly glanced down at his state of dress, and the fact that he held his mask in his hand.

“Thankfully even closer still is my apartment. You wouldn’t mind if we swung by real quick to let me change into, uh, regular clothes, would you? I won’t be just a minute and you can have one of my Cokes from my fridge if you want, Peter.”

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

Everyone needs Family / Closed RP

After his battle with two other version of himself, Peter (1) had been obsessed with finding out as much as he could about the multiverse. He had been shocked and amazed by the knowledge that something like that could even be real. He wanted figure out a way for him to travel through the multi verse worlds freely. . He figured there must be scientific way to travel through worlds without endangering the entire multiverse.

part of him wanted to be able to study the differences in the world’s. Yet most of all he wanted to see the other Peter’s again. They really had made him feel like they were brothers, he felt so connected to them and they seemed to get him in a way no one else did. Right now with May dead and his friends clueless to who he was, he needed people who cared about him and got him.

There wasn’t much to read on the multiverse mainly mainly theories and conspiracies about it. There were a few scientists who had vile information on it and had been researching it too. Peter ended up working tirelessly in his lab for the next few months and using quantum physics as it’s basis he created a device that could potentially transport him through the multiverses.

The device was a large desk that connected to a small black bracelet. All he had to was step on the disk and type in details of where he wanted to go on the bracelet.

Eventually he ended up in the middle of Time Square but clearly not the one he was used to. As he looked up he spotted Spider-Man helping a civilian.

“Hey brother!” Peter (1) called out with joy. He smirked. “Thought I would pay you a visit.”

@notthehumanspider​

[notthehumanspider]

… If by helping a civilian meant saving an innocent window washer from plummeting to his death after one of the cables on his bucket snapped. . Peter Two definitely was engaging in his usual heroics.

“Ah, thank you Spider-Man! Thank you! I’d be nothing more than a pancake on the ground if it wasn’t for you!” The gentleman spoke through grateful sobs as the masked hero pulled him to safety onto a nearby balcony.

“Haven’t you heard? Keeping human pancakes off the streets of New York City is kinda my speciality. No need to thank—“

Just as both pairs of feet made contact with the solid surface of the balcony, Peter Two’s Spidey sense was triggered. He froze, then…

… On the street, about fifteen stories below and behind him, he heard a sound. Halfway between a boom and a pop, followed by gasps from onlookers.

Peter Two Spider-Man whirled around on his feet and approached the edge of the balcony to observe…

He legitimately wiped at his lenses, not believing what - or, more specifically, who - he saw waving like the happiest boy in the world his direction.

Beneath the mask, Peter Two was matching his younger brother’s grin. . but they were still out in the very open, and secret identities were of the upmost importance.

After telling the previous citizen to stay clear of any window washing buckets for the immediate future, Spider-Man dove out of the balcony, and touched down before his youngest brother.

Noticing the crowd that had gathered around the two - snapping pictures at the very unusual thing that was a desk and a man appearing from nowhere… Peter Two made the decision to act like the other was a nobody, until they could get privacy for a proper reunion.

“Hey kid, continuing to work on that science project, I see. How about I help you get this contraption away from the middle of Times Square and back to my lab before anybody gets hurt, okay?”

He hoped the younger understood where he was going with his words.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

(OOC: Lmao I meant to write he was standing on a large disk not desk XD, sorry!)

Peter couldnt believe that he acutally did it! After all the months of sleepless nights working on his invention, finally his idea was turned into a reality. He looked around him for a moment, it was so strange how everything looked the same. He had almost expected to see a city that was unrecognizable to him.

“Oh yeah, I was hoping to get your opinion on it.” Peter 1 replied with a grin. “You seem like a smart enough guy.“

He stepped off the disk then pressed a button on the bracelet. The disk than began to shrink smaller and smaller until it was tiny enough to fit in his hand. He then picked up the item and placed it into his pocket.

“You have a lab? Thats so cool! I definitely want to see that. All I have is my bedroom for science stuff. I will follow you there.”

[notthehumanspider]

Beneath his webbed mask, Peter Two was smiling like the proud eldest brother he was… But (for the moment), the mask hid that smile away.

“I would say I’m passively intelligent. Nowhere near somebody like you, I’m sure of that.”

The older Spider stood up straighter and gave a singular tilt of his head downward, as if with his body language saying play along, or else our secret identity would be on the line.

“It’s not much, and I’ll let you see it, but we go my way, okay? You’re slightly underdressed to travel your way.”

Code word to mean the other was in his civilian clothing - and it wouldn’t do him any good to swing in jeans and a t-shirt.

A single arm outstretched.

“Know the drill?”

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Probably not, but I figured someone even passively intelligent could help.” He teased.

Even thought he was sure the older versions of him were probably much more clever than he was.

He nodded in understanding when he told him they had to go his way. He had never been the passager when swinging he decided this could be very fun.

He grabbed his arm and clung onto him. This felt so werid on so many levels. He knew though that he would have to make it work for now.

[notthehumanspider]

The younger Peter might find the close physical contact to be… intimate and awkward and weird… But the eldest Peter didn’t (at all) view it in that light. Wrapping his left arm tightly around the dark brown-eyed Spider, he never felt a greater sense to protect somebody like he did, in that moment.

This was not some simple stranger on the street; this was his youngest brother, and he’d do anything to make sure the young teenager was safe.

The masked hero gave a singular node in the same moment he raised his right arm towards the sky. He spoke in a lowly voice, one normal humans wouldn’t be able to hear but that their rather sensitive hearing would.

“I’m going just beyond that building to our 9 o’clock; there’s a pretty decently hidden alleyway where I can take off my mask. Ready?”

He may have asked if he was prepared for flight, but he didn’t actually wait for an answer, shooting a web - attaching to a nearby streetlamp - catapulting the two into the sky.

Beneath the mask, he was finding it difficult holding back chuckles. If the younger Peter was anything like him, he would probably find this experience extremely stressful; being up in the air, moving, but not being the one in control of your movements would definitely stress the eldest Peter out.

Just a few more swings…

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

It was a very different experience being the one who was carried rather than the one doing the swinging. At least when he was controlling the moves he could anticipate each swing and prepare himself. In this situation he was at the mercy of the other person.

“I could see why my MJ hated doing this.” Peter commented. “Its a lot less fun as the passenger.”

 If he got up the courage to talk to her again, he`d probably check swinging from city buildings off of the list of first date ideas.

When he asked if he was ready, Peter had been trying to catch his breathe. He was about to ask him to give him a sec, but instead he was brought back into the air.

When they finally got to the location and his feet touched the ground, he laid down, still slightly out of breathe.

“LAND! THANK GOD!” Peter shouted exaggeratedly. “Next time. We get out my suit and we tell people i`m your clone or something.”

[notthehumanspider]

The duo were nearly to the location, and the Parker beneath the raised-webbed mask chuckled at his younger sibling’s obvious discomfort.

“Aw, c’mon Peter; it’s really not that bad! You talk as though like you don’t trust me. Would I really do such a thing like dropping—“

Now swinging over the mouth of the fifteen-story alleyway, Peter Two may have “accidentally” slipped his grasp on his brother, making an audible and innocent “oops!” sound as the other began to fall.

No worries - unlike some people - Peter Two had a perfect track record with catching people as they fell.

For his youngest brother, he shot a giant web out, to act as a cushion or a soft padding beneath his fall.

The brown eyed Spider should find himself caught in a web… And the blue-eyed Spider was doing a terrible time holding back his laughter.

“Are you okay? Are you alright? Oh, Pete! So, so sorry!”

The older man landed beside his brother and finally removed his mask… revealing his smirk.

Older brothers are gonna do what older brothers do, and bully.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Your the worst.” Peter grumbled. Although he didn’t mean it of course. He knew this was how brothers were with one another He then sat up and then smiled. “So I finally made it here. I been trying to figure out how to do it scientifically for months. I asked Dr.Strange, the wizard guy I know, to help me but he was still kind of mad about the whole messing up his spell thing and accidentally letting in a bunch of villians from other worlds. I want to hang out here a bit, but I was also thinking it could be fun to travel through the different universes. You could even come with me if you want, it would be another great adventure!”

This whole project of going to other universes really was a way to keep his mind off of his grief. To focus his energy on something positive instead of thinking about all he lost. He was tired of feeling sorry for himself and wanted to make a change.

[notthehumanspider]

“Ouuch; that’s a low blow, Peter,” The older Peter replied in an obviously joking voice.

If there was one thing Peter Two was envious of his younger doppelgänger, it was his youthful near-endless amount of energy.

The younger Peter spoke nearly a mile a minute, and while the elder successfully kept up, he couldn’t help but force back a chuckle.

“Woah, slow down, cowboy: let’s take this one sentence at a time, shall we? You’re saying - with the help of the Strange Wizard, you have made a multi-dimensional transportation device?”

He couldn’t help but to give his best proud older brother / dad look to the younger man.

“You made it just to come hang out with me? Aw, Peter, that absolutely touches my heart and makes my day to hear. . .”

To show how much he approved, he pulled the younger man into an embrace.

. . . He had no idea how much he loved being a brother, into the two younger Peters swung their way into his life.

[britneyofvos]

❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘵, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑔𝑜𝓉, 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮.

𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙜. .

. . '𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. ❞

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Edit dedicated to my top three muses: Marty McFly (@notachicken15 & @notachicken68) Peter Parker (@notthehumanspider), and Clark Kent (@notabirdnotaplane)!

[notthehumanspider]

New edit, made by me!

[junkfoodcinemas]

Spider-Man (2002) dir. Sam Raimi

[notthehumanspider]

Happy 20 years to this iconic movie 🕷 Thank you to Sam Raimi and Tobey Maguire for such an impactful movie! ❤️💙

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

Everyone needs Family / Closed RP

After his battle with two other version of himself, Peter (1) had been obsessed with finding out as much as he could about the multiverse. He had been shocked and amazed by the knowledge that something like that could even be real. He wanted figure out a way for him to travel through the multi verse worlds freely. . He figured there must be scientific way to travel through worlds without endangering the entire multiverse.

part of him wanted to be able to study the differences in the world’s. Yet most of all he wanted to see the other Peter’s again. They really had made him feel like they were brothers, he felt so connected to them and they seemed to get him in a way no one else did. Right now with May dead and his friends clueless to who he was, he needed people who cared about him and got him.

There wasn’t much to read on the multiverse mainly mainly theories and conspiracies about it. There were a few scientists who had vile information on it and had been researching it too. Peter ended up working tirelessly in his lab for the next few months and using quantum physics as it’s basis he created a device that could potentially transport him through the multiverses.

The device was a large desk that connected to a small black bracelet. All he had to was step on the disk and type in details of where he wanted to go on the bracelet.

Eventually he ended up in the middle of Time Square but clearly not the one he was used to. As he looked up he spotted Spider-Man helping a civilian.

“Hey brother!” Peter (1) called out with joy. He smirked. “Thought I would pay you a visit.”

@notthehumanspider​

[notthehumanspider]

… If by helping a civilian meant saving an innocent window washer from plummeting to his death after one of the cables on his bucket snapped. . Peter Two definitely was engaging in his usual heroics.

“Ah, thank you Spider-Man! Thank you! I’d be nothing more than a pancake on the ground if it wasn’t for you!” The gentleman spoke through grateful sobs as the masked hero pulled him to safety onto a nearby balcony.

“Haven’t you heard? Keeping human pancakes off the streets of New York City is kinda my speciality. No need to thank—“

Just as both pairs of feet made contact with the solid surface of the balcony, Peter Two’s Spidey sense was triggered. He froze, then…

… On the street, about fifteen stories below and behind him, he heard a sound. Halfway between a boom and a pop, followed by gasps from onlookers.

Peter Two Spider-Man whirled around on his feet and approached the edge of the balcony to observe…

He legitimately wiped at his lenses, not believing what - or, more specifically, who - he saw waving like the happiest boy in the world his direction.

Beneath the mask, Peter Two was matching his younger brother’s grin. . but they were still out in the very open, and secret identities were of the upmost importance.

After telling the previous citizen to stay clear of any window washing buckets for the immediate future, Spider-Man dove out of the balcony, and touched down before his youngest brother.

Noticing the crowd that had gathered around the two - snapping pictures at the very unusual thing that was a desk and a man appearing from nowhere… Peter Two made the decision to act like the other was a nobody, until they could get privacy for a proper reunion.

“Hey kid, continuing to work on that science project, I see. How about I help you get this contraption away from the middle of Times Square and back to my lab before anybody gets hurt, okay?”

He hoped the younger understood where he was going with his words.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

(OOC: Lmao I meant to write he was standing on a large disk not desk XD, sorry!)

Peter couldnt believe that he acutally did it! After all the months of sleepless nights working on his invention, finally his idea was turned into a reality. He looked around him for a moment, it was so strange how everything looked the same. He had almost expected to see a city that was unrecognizable to him.

“Oh yeah, I was hoping to get your opinion on it.” Peter 1 replied with a grin. “You seem like a smart enough guy.“

He stepped off the disk then pressed a button on the bracelet. The disk than began to shrink smaller and smaller until it was tiny enough to fit in his hand. He then picked up the item and placed it into his pocket.

“You have a lab? Thats so cool! I definitely want to see that. All I have is my bedroom for science stuff. I will follow you there.”

[notthehumanspider]

Beneath his webbed mask, Peter Two was smiling like the proud eldest brother he was… But (for the moment), the mask hid that smile away.

“I would say I’m passively intelligent. Nowhere near somebody like you, I’m sure of that.”

The older Spider stood up straighter and gave a singular tilt of his head downward, as if with his body language saying play along, or else our secret identity would be on the line.

“It’s not much, and I’ll let you see it, but we go my way, okay? You’re slightly underdressed to travel your way.”

Code word to mean the other was in his civilian clothing - and it wouldn’t do him any good to swing in jeans and a t-shirt.

A single arm outstretched.

“Know the drill?”

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Probably not, but I figured someone even passively intelligent could help.” He teased.

Even thought he was sure the older versions of him were probably much more clever than he was.

He nodded in understanding when he told him they had to go his way. He had never been the passager when swinging he decided this could be very fun.

He grabbed his arm and clung onto him. This felt so werid on so many levels. He knew though that he would have to make it work for now.

[notthehumanspider]

The younger Peter might find the close physical contact to be… intimate and awkward and weird… But the eldest Peter didn’t (at all) view it in that light. Wrapping his left arm tightly around the dark brown-eyed Spider, he never felt a greater sense to protect somebody like he did, in that moment.

This was not some simple stranger on the street; this was his youngest brother, and he’d do anything to make sure the young teenager was safe.

The masked hero gave a singular node in the same moment he raised his right arm towards the sky. He spoke in a lowly voice, one normal humans wouldn’t be able to hear but that their rather sensitive hearing would.

“I’m going just beyond that building to our 9 o’clock; there’s a pretty decently hidden alleyway where I can take off my mask. Ready?”

He may have asked if he was prepared for flight, but he didn’t actually wait for an answer, shooting a web - attaching to a nearby streetlamp - catapulting the two into the sky.

Beneath the mask, he was finding it difficult holding back chuckles. If the younger Peter was anything like him, he would probably find this experience extremely stressful; being up in the air, moving, but not being the one in control of your movements would definitely stress the eldest Peter out.

Just a few more swings…

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

It was a very different experience being the one who was carried rather than the one doing the swinging. At least when he was controlling the moves he could anticipate each swing and prepare himself. In this situation he was at the mercy of the other person.

“I could see why my MJ hated doing this.” Peter commented. “Its a lot less fun as the passenger.”

 If he got up the courage to talk to her again, he`d probably check swinging from city buildings off of the list of first date ideas.

When he asked if he was ready, Peter had been trying to catch his breathe. He was about to ask him to give him a sec, but instead he was brought back into the air.

When they finally got to the location and his feet touched the ground, he laid down, still slightly out of breathe.

“LAND! THANK GOD!” Peter shouted exaggeratedly. “Next time. We get out my suit and we tell people i`m your clone or something.”

[notthehumanspider]

The duo were nearly to the location, and the Parker beneath the raised-webbed mask chuckled at his younger sibling’s obvious discomfort.

“Aw, c’mon Peter; it’s really not that bad! You talk as though like you don’t trust me. Would I really do such a thing like dropping—“

Now swinging over the mouth of the fifteen-story alleyway, Peter Two may have “accidentally” slipped his grasp on his brother, making an audible and innocent “oops!” sound as the other began to fall.

No worries - unlike some people - Peter Two had a perfect track record with catching people as they fell.

For his youngest brother, he shot a giant web out, to act as a cushion or a soft padding beneath his fall.

The brown eyed Spider should find himself caught in a web. . . And the blue-eyed Spider was doing a terrible time holding back his laughter.

“Are you okay? Are you alright? Oh, Pete! So, so sorry!”

The older man landed beside his brother and finally removed his mask. . . revealing his smirk.

Older brothers are gonna do what older brothers do, and bully.

[justa-teacup]

notthehumanspider​:

It was almost difficult for his brain to properly understand what it was that she was saying. He couldn’t imagine the horror of witnessing a disappearance… Or disappearing himself.

He nearly reached a hand out to her shoulder, for no other reason than to make sure she wouldn’t disappear, again. An illogical thought, he was well aware. That’s why his hand did nothing more than twitch by his side.

She had his undeniable attention.

“Did it hurt? Fading away, I mean? If you don’t mind me asking… “

Mj gave him a soft smile and appreciated the gesture. She thought a moment… it was hard to remember what is was like.. all she could think about was how a blind person describes not being able to see. Us seeing people think they see black. But really they see ‘nothing’. And that is something that people really struggle to get there head around…. Ok maybe that wasn’t the best analogy. But fading was…

She shrugged and shook her head softly. “No.. It didn’t… I don’t think. I honestly don’t know how to describe it. It didn’t hurt all you felt was…. nothing. You just stopped…. and next thing you know. You are back- though you know you’ve been someone else.”

[notthehumanspider]

Her explanation - and, moreso, the inability to give a proper explanation - of what she experienced in those moments actually reminded him of another… unpleasant memory of his past.

“I’ve had a couple epileptic seizures caused by sleep deprivation early on in my career as Spider-Man, and the feelings before and coming around after an episode felt just like how you described just now. Wow. I cannot imagine being in your shoes. I’m sorry, MJ.”

[justa-teacup]

MJ weirdly felt her self get emotional. “No yeah- It’s totally ok.” She cleared her throat. “I sorry about your seizures…” She stated. Mj got lost in a though… Peter… Her Peter.. Hasn’t really experienced any of that. She got worried. MJ trusted Peter with her life but she was often worried about him. “How uhm-.” She looked to Peter two. “How did Mj- You’re Mj cope with… you being spiderman and struggling with things like that.” She asked.

[notthehumanspider]

Peter Two was usually pretty good on picking up on other people’s emotions, and right now he knew the younger MJ was one gentle breeze away from bursting out into tears.

He hoped to remedy that, by both his chosen words and placing a gentle palm on her shoulder.

“It was just a little hurdle I had to learn to overcome in the process. With the help of forcing myself to sleep and the right medication from my doctor, I haven’t had an episode in years. I’m okay, MJ. Thank you for the kind words, though.”

Speaking the name MJ seemed to bring the conversation topic to his, a topic that he wasn’t at all against gushing about. His left thumb unconsciously fingered and rotated the ring on his forth finger as he spoke.

“The very beginning was the rockiest of our entire relationship; I wanted to tell her so badly my secret, but that what-if side of my brain won out every single time. What if something terrible happened to her because she knew the identity behind the mask? How could I possibly cope with myself in a situation like that?”

He gave a sad, reminiscent sigh.

“She knew I was hiding something from her, and I knew that she knew I was hiding something from her, yet, I just… couldn’t. My fear pushed her away.”

Now, a sad smile.

“I almost lost her. I mean, not in a Peter 3 way, I should clarify: with me not taking a chance in telling her who I really was, she became engaged to someone else. I almost lost my chance to be with her. . .”

Now, a genuine smile. “Would you believe me if I said Doc Oc helped officially start my relationship with my MJ?” A laugh. “All it took was a little kidnapping and the potential end of New York City and the world as we knew it for Mary Jane to see the man beneath the mask.”

Not yet finished.

“Sure, we’ve had our fair share of up and downs since - as any healthy couple would - but I sometimes sit back and think: “what the hell was I so scared of?” Her knowing is one of the best things that has ever happened in my life… and she’s now my second favorite person in the entire multiverse.”

[whomuses]

@notthehumanspider liked for a starter!

He wasn't sure if he was hallucinating. The knocks to the head he'd taken over the years, the ever present risk of concussion, were all reasons to consider that he might be. But - regardless - he swung down lightly to stop in front of Peter Two.

"Hey. Is - is it you? Really?" he asked, starting to grin, despite himself. He was tired, and sore, and being alone really - really sucked, honestly, but - "Oh, I'm so - so happy to see you."

[notthehumanspider]

Peter Two found that he was unable to sleep that night (for whatever reason), and instead of laying in bed wishing for something that wouldn’t come, he decided to get his normal clothing on. . . and grab a slice of pie and coffee from the nearest 24-hour diner.

The eldest Peter was just exiting the restaurant with his 2AM snack when his Spidey sense alerted him to something incoming. . . he braced. . .

. . . But all tension relaxed upon seeing the identity of who dropped before him.

“Hey there, kid. It seems I wasn’t the only Peter who couldn’t sleep.”

He smirked before bringing the other into a hug.

“As am I, kid. As am I. How are you? How you’ve been?”

[whomuses]

He slid his mask off, holding it in one hand. "Oh, uh, yeah, I don't - um, I don't - sleep much." he admitted, awkwardly, like it was a great shame that weighed on him, reaching up and rubbing a hand through his hair as he did so. But he leant into the hug, relaxing by increments, smiling slightly.

"Oh, um, yo- you know, uh. Normal... normal Spidey business." he said, evasively, "How about - uh - how - how about you?"

[notthehumanspider]

When it came to his younger brothers, Peter Two couldn’t help but to be overprotective of the men. And, right now, he was more than aware of the slight tremors he felt coming from the younger’s body during the embrace.

Minute tremors - that the boy most likely wasn’t even are of - but Peter felt them all-the-same.

Only when he thought the other was ready, he pulled back from the hug, and looked closely into his (tired) brown orbs.

“Say, are you hungry? We’re right here at this diner and they would be more than happy to get us something to eat. How about we continue this conversation with greasy plates before us?”

He purposely made sure to not note that he had just finished a snack, and tried to word it in a way the other would have a hard time saying “no” to.

He had no idea when the last time the younger Peter had eaten, and that thought broke his heart.

“Please?”

[ordinariums-a]

@notthehumanspider​ didn’t ask for this //

“      jesus, you got old.     ”      said with love, of course. he didn’t quite know what was happening, but - peter was there. like he always was when things went wrong. peter parker, the amazing spider-man; saving the day. who maybe could spare an explanation for an old friend … sometime, this century ??      “     you got an explanation, or are you just going to keep gawking at me ??     ”

[ordinariums-a]

notthehumanspider​:

He tried not to stare at the side of his best friend’s face… but he failed. Extraordinarily.

Eyes glued to the floor in complete shame.

I caused that.

He has nobody to blame for his disfigurement than me.

Was this how he was to repent his sins?

A tiny voice spoke up.

“What is the last thing you remember, Harry?”

was that how he was going to look at him for the rest of time ?? he’d bring it up, but now wasn’t the time. but harry definitely stored that away for later. now allowing some breathing room in between them; he hesitated at the question.      “    one of these days you’ll answer my questions.     ”     he commented, with a small look.

“     sandman and the monster made of black goo ?? i came to help you. that’s the last thing i remember. then i was here.     ”

[notthehumanspider]

“Harry.” Peter hadn’t even began to explain what he knew, yet his voice already began to shake.

“That night… You came to my rescue - against The Sandman and the corrupted Eddie Brock…” He didn’t think to consider the fact that Harry probably didn’t know who Eddie Brock was.

He couldn’t help but reach a hand out to hover over Harry’s chest, but he didn’t touch. Almost as if his fingers would burn, if they made contact.

“Eddie took your glider from you, and I was weak. I have never felt so physically weak before. I would have died… by your glider - by Eddie’s hands - if you didn’t take the blades for me. You jumped in front of me, and gave your life to save mine.”

Was it shock that kept Peter from breaking down into tears?

If that wasn’t hard enough to get out, what he admitted to next made his own stomach churn.

“That is the complete truth, and I nearly didn’t say it as I’m terrified the truth will push you away from me. I-I-I can’t loose you again, Harry.”

[ordinariums-a]

peter’s voice was shaking and harry couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. this wasn’t like peter. so, he let the other talk, giving him the space and the time to. and he listened. he stood there, and listened … to something that seemed equally as logical as it was impossible. logical, because it explained everything until now, and impossible because … well, he wasn’t dead. he was standing here, living; breathing; talking.

“    then … how– ??    ”   but he stopped, mid-question. peter wasn’t lying. he could tell. besides, it made sense. jumping in front of a glider seemed like something he would do. and it was … slightly poetic; his mind thinking back to his father.

but harry - this, as out there as it seemed, wasn’t about you. look at him. he reached out, hands finding the other’s shoulders, as with a hesitant pause; he decided which way to handle this.    “    how long has it been for you, pete ??    ”    in other words; how long had he felt guilty about this ??

[notthehumanspider]

When Harry’s palms made contact with his shoulders, Peter’s skin immediately felt hypersensitive to the touch. Every nerve ending worked in overtime, sending signals to his cerebral cortex, relaying every touch, sensation, feeling into long-term memory.

An unconscious reaction his nervous system made, almost as if his best friend - at any moment - could disappear just as suddenly that he appeared.

In his current emotional state, he couldn’t quite conceptualize an answer to his first question, so with a giant gulp and a bobble of his Adam’s apple, he tackled his second question first.

“Seven. . . Seventeen years, Harry. You-you died seventeen years ago. In my perspective.”

His voice still quivered, but he was continuing to dam up his tears. For now.

[britneyofvos]

I don’t need a third Michael J. Fox muse

I don’t need a third Michael J. Fox muse

I don’t need a third Michael J. Fox muse

. . . But alternate timeline where an 80s Marty gets bitten by a radioactive spider !!!

[notthehumanspider]

For April Fools Day, Peter Three convinced Peter One to super glue a paper cup to Peter Two’s upper lip during his sleep.

He’s silently scheming just how to get the younger Parkers back. . .

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

Everyone needs Family / Closed RP

After his battle with two other version of himself, Peter (1) had been obsessed with finding out as much as he could about the multiverse. He had been shocked and amazed by the knowledge that something like that could even be real. He wanted figure out a way for him to travel through the multi verse worlds freely. . He figured there must be scientific way to travel through worlds without endangering the entire multiverse.

part of him wanted to be able to study the differences in the world’s. Yet most of all he wanted to see the other Peter’s again. They really had made him feel like they were brothers, he felt so connected to them and they seemed to get him in a way no one else did. Right now with May dead and his friends clueless to who he was, he needed people who cared about him and got him.

There wasn’t much to read on the multiverse mainly mainly theories and conspiracies about it. There were a few scientists who had vile information on it and had been researching it too. Peter ended up working tirelessly in his lab for the next few months and using quantum physics as it’s basis he created a device that could potentially transport him through the multiverses.

The device was a large desk that connected to a small black bracelet. All he had to was step on the disk and type in details of where he wanted to go on the bracelet.

Eventually he ended up in the middle of Time Square but clearly not the one he was used to. As he looked up he spotted Spider-Man helping a civilian.

“Hey brother!” Peter (1) called out with joy. He smirked. “Thought I would pay you a visit.”

@notthehumanspider​

[notthehumanspider]

… If by helping a civilian meant saving an innocent window washer from plummeting to his death after one of the cables on his bucket snapped. . Peter Two definitely was engaging in his usual heroics.

“Ah, thank you Spider-Man! Thank you! I’d be nothing more than a pancake on the ground if it wasn’t for you!” The gentleman spoke through grateful sobs as the masked hero pulled him to safety onto a nearby balcony.

“Haven’t you heard? Keeping human pancakes off the streets of New York City is kinda my speciality. No need to thank—“

Just as both pairs of feet made contact with the solid surface of the balcony, Peter Two’s Spidey sense was triggered. He froze, then…

… On the street, about fifteen stories below and behind him, he heard a sound. Halfway between a boom and a pop, followed by gasps from onlookers.

Peter Two Spider-Man whirled around on his feet and approached the edge of the balcony to observe…

He legitimately wiped at his lenses, not believing what - or, more specifically, who - he saw waving like the happiest boy in the world his direction.

Beneath the mask, Peter Two was matching his younger brother’s grin. . but they were still out in the very open, and secret identities were of the upmost importance.

After telling the previous citizen to stay clear of any window washing buckets for the immediate future, Spider-Man dove out of the balcony, and touched down before his youngest brother.

Noticing the crowd that had gathered around the two - snapping pictures at the very unusual thing that was a desk and a man appearing from nowhere… Peter Two made the decision to act like the other was a nobody, until they could get privacy for a proper reunion.

“Hey kid, continuing to work on that science project, I see. How about I help you get this contraption away from the middle of Times Square and back to my lab before anybody gets hurt, okay?”

He hoped the younger understood where he was going with his words.

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

(OOC: Lmao I meant to write he was standing on a large disk not desk XD, sorry!)

Peter couldnt believe that he acutally did it! After all the months of sleepless nights working on his invention, finally his idea was turned into a reality. He looked around him for a moment, it was so strange how everything looked the same. He had almost expected to see a city that was unrecognizable to him.

“Oh yeah, I was hoping to get your opinion on it.” Peter 1 replied with a grin. “You seem like a smart enough guy.“

He stepped off the disk then pressed a button on the bracelet. The disk than began to shrink smaller and smaller until it was tiny enough to fit in his hand. He then picked up the item and placed it into his pocket.

“You have a lab? Thats so cool! I definitely want to see that. All I have is my bedroom for science stuff. I will follow you there.”

[notthehumanspider]

Beneath his webbed mask, Peter Two was smiling like the proud eldest brother he was… But (for the moment), the mask hid that smile away.

“I would say I’m passively intelligent. Nowhere near somebody like you, I’m sure of that.”

The older Spider stood up straighter and gave a singular tilt of his head downward, as if with his body language saying play along, or else our secret identity would be on the line.

“It’s not much, and I’ll let you see it, but we go my way, okay? You’re slightly underdressed to travel your way.”

Code word to mean the other was in his civilian clothing - and it wouldn’t do him any good to swing in jeans and a t-shirt.

A single arm outstretched.

“Know the drill?”

[spiderman-withgreatpower]

“Probably not, but I figured someone even passively intelligent could help.” He teased.

Even thought he was sure the older versions of him were probably much more clever than he was.

He nodded in understanding when he told him they had to go his way. He had never been the passager when swinging he decided this could be very fun.

He grabbed his arm and clung onto him. This felt so werid on so many levels. He knew though that he would have to make it work for now.

[notthehumanspider]

The younger Peter might find the close physical contact to be. . . intimate and awkward and weird. . . But the eldest Peter didn’t (at all) view it in that light. Wrapping his left arm tightly around the dark brown-eyed Spider, he never felt a greater sense to protect somebody like he did, in that moment.

This was not some simple stranger on the street; this was his youngest brother, and he’d do anything to make sure the young teenager was safe.

The masked hero gave a singular node in the same moment he raised his right arm towards the sky. He spoke in a lowly voice, one normal humans wouldn’t be able to hear but that their rather sensitive hearing would.

“I’m going just beyond that building to our 9 o’clock; there’s a pretty decently hidden alleyway where I can take off my mask. Ready?”

He may have asked if he was prepared for flight, but he didn’t actually wait for an answer, shooting a web - attaching to a nearby streetlamp - catapulting the two into the sky.

Beneath the mask, he was finding it difficult holding back chuckles. If the younger Peter was anything like him, he would probably find this experience extremely stressful; being up in the air, moving, but not being the one in control of your movements would definitely stress the eldest Peter out.

Just a few more swings. . .

[trollfacenuber1fan4ever]

BUT I ALREADY HAVE MY WRUSSY OUT.....

[ordinariums-a]

notthehumanspider​:

Even just thoughts of Mary Jane never failed to make him smile. “Yep. Still acting. She said she wouldn’t be satisfied until she won a Tony, and even then she could never see herself giving it up.”

About the interview… “I try to convey that, but all that does is put my - Peter Parker’s - ass on the line with Jameson. Sales are plummeting and he’s been on me nearly every day for any scoop that could boost sales. It’s exhausting, Harry.”

He smiled in regards to his appreciation for his aunt. “Only time will tell, as her doctors have been telling me. She could make a complete recovery… or will need to be moved to a long-term care facility indefinitely. We just don’t know yet.”

The doppelgänger of his life-long friend made no sudden movements. He wasn’t in the least bit a threat, yet his words were enough to trigger Peter’s sixth sense. Because - in essence - they were participating (even if only vocally and at a volume no more than a whisper) in something (potentially) dangerous.

Peter checked all around his surroundings - making sure nobody was eavesdropping on their conversation before placing his cup back onto the table with an anxious sigh.

“Where exactly were you obtaining this… medication, Harry?”

If it was anybody else who had told him this information, had implied the request for assistance in theft of medication, Peter probably would have (gently) tried to ease them into a different direction for help.

But, when it was Harry Osborn’s desperate voice asking for that same assistance… Peter’s moral compass seemed nonexistent after deep consideration.

“I… can’t go as him. I can’t wear the suit, if I was to do this. And I’ll need another disguise, but… Christ, I cannot believe I’m about to agree to this but… Where exactly are we looking at, and what exactly does our time frame look like, Harry?”

there was a small moment where harry was processing what peter just said. he had tried not to imply that he wanted peter to steal for him; and … well, he didn’t want peter to steal for him; that felt wrong on so many levels. but … the fact that this guy had immediately gone for it; because harry was harry, showed exactly what kind of headspace peter was in. the guy had practically accepted him as harry, at this point. another chance, maybe ?? 

but harry was still in a better frame of mind; still chaotic; still vulnerable, but better, and he knew enough to just shake his head.    “    i don’t want you to steal for me, pete. i don’t —- have an alternative, but i don’t want you to steal.    ”    but he needed that medication. not only did it have a tonne of side effects if you stopped suddenly, but … his body would change. probably. he didn’t know; he hadn’t been in a position to find out until now. but if he was scared of one thing, it was that.

“    i’ve got about a week left ??    ”    he conveniently forgot to respond to how he was obtaining it before. because if he was going to try and be better, then —- that wasn’t an option.    “    and uh, it’s—-    ”    he was unsure on telling peter he was trans, but he didn’t have a choice. as for the rest of the world though; he paused, and turned his attention to his person; patting himself down and finding his medication box. he found it, and slid it over to him. it was habit. don’t say it out loud. drilled into him by you know who. and it had worked so far for him.

[notthehumanspider]

Peter sucked in a breath, steadying himself for the words he was thinking.

“Sometimes. . . Sometimes, in order to do the right thing. . .”

He released the breath.

“. . . That right thing requires you fight the same institution you dedicate every ounce of your free time upholding.”

He shook his head, but not in response to accepting the job, but to the denial of same job.

“Harry, no. You’re my friend, and I would have no idea if I could forgive myself if I didn’t help you, in this very moment. My answer is “yes”, and that’s my final answer. And a week, you say?”

He gently took medication box and gave it a small peak before sliding it back.

“As I said, I accept. The question is: will you be willing to help me, or is this a one-person mission?”

[notthehumanspider]

Washing myself with myself 🕷