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[I'm sorry but I can't keep this blog up...
My muse is constantly gone and I'm just... not good at canon characters I guess...
I'll be giving this URL, and the gmail that goes along with it up.
There's a lot that's already been done to set this blog up, organization wise, so anyone that takes it won't have too much to do.
Any takers?]
[I can't keep this blog up...]
[Hi so I've realized that this blog has been a load of... well. False promises....
Peter disappeared last week, around when I started taking a bunch of courses. I'm doing three languages and personal finance this summer, and am only going to be in town for a couple more weeks.
I feel like I'm trying to explain why I've not been doing anything. It's not excuses per se. I'm just... busy. And... I don't know how active I'll be on this, especially come the school year.
I need to make this post because... Peter isn't secondary to my main RP blog, because he is himself, but he's not around as often as Juliet is. Juliet is... two years in the making. She's an extension of myself. Peter's just kinda. Hanging out... And...
It will take me weeks, maybe months to get replies done.
That doesn't mean I've forgotten. Please don't think I don't want to RP or don't want to interact or am unable to interact with you here! I really do love all of you and love writing with you.
I really really hope I've not upset anyone. Any problems you might have, you can reach me here.
Thank you for understanding and... I'm sorry. I'm so. So sorry...
-P.]
SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TEXTS TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (ANGST VERSION)
[text] I’m going to get you
[text] Who do you think you are?
[text] How dare you?!
[text] We know where you’re hiding
[text] I can’t do this anymore
[text] It’s over
[text] I’ve done what you wanted, I need my payment
[text] You owe me your life
[text] You’ve broken me
[text] Mark my words, I will make you pay
[text] I could have died
[text] You sold me out, good luck
[text] You need to choose, us or them?
[text] They’re going to get you
[text] You’ll regret the day you ever betrayed me
[text] You need to get out ASAP
[text] You need to run far and run fast
[text] I’m dying
[text] You’re dead
[text] Say goodbye to your loved ones
[text] You said you’d be there for me, your promised!
[text] You ruin everything!
[text] You make me sick
[text] It’s hilarious that you expect me to trust you
SEND ME A ♦ IF YOU WISH TO ROLEPLAY WITH ME.
SERIOUSLY SEND IT TO ME.
LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED.
Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.
Dear muns who play the same muse as me,
You’re very cool (and you have good taste in muses), and if you want to, we should totally be friends. None of this silly jealousy stuff, come love me. Add me on skype, talk headcanons with me, do crack with me. There’s no reason not to be pals, you’re awesome.
Love Always, me.
little thing
My character as a small child responds
"Um... Aunt May isn't home."
Send "Little thing" and my character will tell you something as a child.
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us against the world| gwen & peter
Gwen’s blonde brows furrowed as he spoke. She shook her head and placed her hands on his face. “No. I am not getting away from you. I need you just as much as you need me.” Gently she stroked his exposed face with her thumbs. The moment he closed his eyes she gently shook him. “No. No Peter, don’t you dare close your eyes on me.” She had nearly met her death moments ago and now he was laying bleeding in her arms with his eyes shut. She was afraid that he would leave her. He couldn’t die like this. Not after what had happened that night. Her surviving must have been some sort of sign that they were meant to be. It had to be. Gwen let out a quite sob as she saw tears roll down his face and reached her fingers over his cheeks to wipe them off.
Her head turned to look down the street as the familiar red and blue lights of police cars approached their location. Peter cupped her cheeks and turned her attention back to him. She shut her eyes and brushed her nose against his. The man who was once Peter’s best friend not only tried to kill her but Peter himself. She couldn’t imagine what he was thinking. “Peter Parker, I’m never leaving you. You won’t lose me, we will be alright.” She promised as she pulled away from him and stood. She brushed her bloodied hands on her purple skirt and used her forearm to wipe her tear stained face as the officers neared their location.
A fleet of police cars stopped in front of the clock tower. They encircled the building to make sure no one was going to attempt to leave the area. The officers drew their weapons and made their way towards the couple. She took a step back and closer to Peter. God, how she missed her father. If he was there he would have rushed forward to hold her in his arms. She shut her eyes for a brief moment and clenched her fists. “Ms. Stacy.” A gentle voice approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll take care of you and Spider-Man.” Her eyes widened slightly and she nodded before kneeling down beside Peter again. “Promise me that he doesn’t have to take his mask off.” She reached for Peter’s hand as she spoke to the police officer. He nodded as other officers rushed past him and into the clock tower. “You have my word.”
Peter gave Gwen one small, somewhat forced smile before pulling his mask back on, right before the police entered the room. he leaned against her and held her hand tight. "I'll be fine, Gwen. I promise."
And then he heard the paramedics and police enter the clock tower, and Gwen was on her feet. He stirred, hearing her voice, as well as that of the other police man, someone he'd worked with before. Well, "worked with". It was a loose phrase. Gwen was back beside him again and he opened his eyes to look up at her, groaning a little as he tried to sit up... before collapsing back to the ground, grunting at the pain that shot through him.
"I-I'm... nope. Not fine. Sorry..." He leaned his head back and took a deep breath. "Gwen... Gwen almost... fell. Well. She's in shock. T-treat her. I'll b-be fine... " His last words came out as barely a whisper, and in the noise, it was hard to tell he even said anything. His body was lifted off the ground and carried to a stretcher. He turned his head, looking for his sunshine. He managed to get one glimpse of her before falling into an unconsciousness brought on by the pain searing through him.
"I can’t see you anymore."
Her heart faltered in her chest, blood rushing from her face.
”What?” Was all she could manage to say.
She knew he was trying to protect her. But she could protect herself. Bringing his hand to her lips, she pressed a gentle kiss against it. “I trust you, Peter. Nothing bad’s going to happen, I’m fine. And I’ll be fine in a year, and in two and I’ll always be able to protect myself. You being there just happens to be a bonus.”
He bit his lip, trying to understand, and sighed. There was no changing her resolve, not when she'd made up her mind. And so be it. Still, he would keep her safe. He had that much of a duty. But... who was he to impose himself upon her? She was free. Free to choose him if she wished, and free to stay if she wished. And she chose to stay. How could he refuse? So he smiled a small smile and cupped her cheek with the hand she'd brought to her face, raising an eyebrow playfully.
"I'm the bonus? Is that how it is?" He teased her, leaning in to brush his nose against her. "Well, Miss Gwen. This is awkward... because you... are my whole world."
"Oh my god…"
"How did you do that?" she asked, trying to gauge what he was.
"Um... Lots of practice?"
"Y... you know. Yoga. And. Ti chi. And stuff like that..." Shit.
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How could he be so sweet? She wondered while he was kissing her fingertips and looking at her with his big brown doe eyes that always made her heart melt.
"Fine… " Gwen shrugged her shoulders, answering him, as she kept the bright smile on her lips. "Much better now that you’re here." She couldn’t help but to be happy and excited about being with him, alone, they could just be Peter and Gwen.
His heart melted at her words, and he pulled her closer into his arms. "Me too," he whispered into her ear. His heart was going wild, simply out of happiness and the almost electric feeling that transpired between their fingers. "How has school been?" His fingers moved up to her hair, playing with the ends of her ponytail.
Gwen was smart, the smartest girl he knew. And he knew how important it was to her to do well. He also knew that she tried too hard, in his eyes, and didn't spend time for herself enough. Well. Time for the two of them. Though he wasn't one to talk. He was always busy being Spider Man. Not tonight though. As redundant as it was, the one thought kept ricocheting through his mind as he marveled at the untouchable gem stone that was Gwen Stacy.
"I can’t see you anymore."
Her heart faltered in her chest, blood rushing from her face.
”What?” Was all she could manage to say.
”You can’t lose me? Then stop trying to let me go.” She said, squeezing his hand in reassurance. She felt her eyes sting with the threat of tears as she locked her gaze on his.
I make my own choices.
"Gwen... " He held her hand and looked away for a moment, not entirely sure which decision to make. "Promise to listen to me then. If anything gets dangerous... I'm not going to lose you because I can't protect you..."
After graduation I went to Brazil, then Singapore… and then Europe, you know, I went to Europe
"I wrote you a letter… Every single day."
"I… I know… I wrote as many as I could to you too… but. I don’t know if they went through or not…"
"They did for a few weeks. Then nothing. I thought you forgot me. That you stopped loving me."
"No... no, Gwen, please don't ever think that... I couldn't... how could I ever forget you? Ever stop loving you? No. No no no. It got expensive to send letters so frequently over seas and I don't get paid for being Spiderman, and Aunt May and I are barely making the bills and... It's been a bit... rough.
