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Independent Peter Parker rp blog for the new upcoming Spider-Man Homecoming - multiverse and multiship - oc friendly - current m!a: none but accepting

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@spiideyboy // starter call

another day, another universe. 

it was good experience, that’s what she told herself. after all, gwen was learning all sorts of new skills by travelling so much. of course, it was MORE THAN THAT. she also just loved the excitement of being able to move about - new universes. who didn’t want to learn more on that subject?

and it was just INCREDIBLE how many superheroes were in other universes. in hers? well, there was herself, SPIDER-WOMAN. and captain america. that was it…

she swung a little higher, gaining lift and speed before letting go off the webbing and dropping down onto the top of a building. things were quiet, wherever this was. where there superheroes here? how were they treated? not every universe treated their superheroes kindly. in fact… well, some places HATED heroes. hard to say what it was going to be like there - she’d not been around long. not even a day. but it looked like she wouldn’t have to wait long. there was bug boy, swinging her way. every universe had it’s SPIDER-MAN. like a world couldn’t function without him. maybe he’d see her, maybe not, but she watched him curiously enough anyways. …was that a little stalkerish?

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Out on a nightly patrol, it was only routine to see something amiss. After all, this was QUEENS, his hometown. Dirty and mismanaged as it may be, it was the small portion of New York he got to call his own. And it was under his protection in a state practically run by other heroes.

Which was why he found it so odd to see the familiar stretch of spandex swinging through his night sky. Too many possibilities ran through his mind at once. Another hero? A villain? Or some lunatic thinking they could jump from roof-top to roof-top without injury? Either way, he considered it his responsibility to investigate the matter.

“Not to sound rude or anything?” he announced, stepping onto the roof and eyeing the spider-like  designs of the other’s suit. “But the spider gimmick is already sort of my thing”

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sheseemsnice:

“So what you’re saying is that you ran into a door..so you’re sticking to that story?” Harleen raised an eyebrow at him. “I guess..” She still didn’t believe him but she wasn’t going to argue. “Come in..I’ll get you some ice.”

Peter didn’t doubt his excuse sounded lame, but he was thankful nonetheless that she was willing to drop the topic. “Thanks,” he laughed sheepishly.

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Peter went numb to the cold air around him as he stared off into the far stretch of snow. It coated the streets of New York in a blanket of white while people and cars all fixed around it. Cars were slow but still moving and he fixed an eye on one Taxi every so often as it rolled by, just to have some focus point.

He was lost in thought. Or rather, he was trying to be. Instead, he kept having reoccurring thoughts about his uncle, and what had happened not a year before, on this street.

He was lost to the feeling of cold, even as it chilled his body and made his face turn pale. But he turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder and it shook him from his thoughts.

“Oh. Sorry, Rielle.” He blinked a few times. “How long have I been out here?”

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justfuturistic:

“That’s understandable.” She walked alongside of the boy, keeping quiet for the next few minutes. “What exactly were you thinking about?” Originally the question had popped into her mind, but she happened to say it allowed. As the words slipped from her chapped lips, she wasn’t quite sure whether she regretted it or not.

He made a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat, as if weighing his options of whether or not to actually respond. It was hesitant and he kept his gaze fixed forward, but eventually, he opened his mouth to say it. “My Uncle Ben.”

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arcreactorforaheart:

“What?! No Peter of course not. What would I eve do with it if you’re not wearing it?” the engineer asked with a roll of his eyes, chalking the boys nervousness up to the fact Tony was confronting him about not doing what he told him to. And wow did he sound like a parent right there. Harley would be proud. “You got ‘em pretty good there.” he admits, watching as the replay loop starts over again. 

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“Really?” he responded eagerly, only a hint of the nervousness lingering still, but gone in the next instance. He was surprised to hear Tony hadn’t wanted to tear him a new one for blatantly disregarding the other’s orders. “In that case,” he began, sitting up a little straighter and grinning from ear to ear, “did you see how I took down that one guy right there?” He was just as proud to be progressing as he was. “Awesome.”

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“Look, I’m really sorry, but I don’t have time! I’ve got to... I’ve gotta get to class...”

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superhero sentence starters 

‘ what’s the point of fighting if no one appreciates it? ‘

‘ why do you keep doing this? why do you keep trying to protect people when they never give you a word of thanks? ‘

‘ you’re so brave. i don’t know if i could ever be like that. ‘

‘ i’m your biggest fan! autograph? please? ‘

‘ you… you saved my life. ‘

‘ don’t worry about it. it’s what i do. ‘

‘ what’s it like being able to fly? ‘

‘ i could show you, you know. you okay with being carried? ‘

 ‘ stay down! it’s too dangerous! ‘

‘ get behind me. ‘

‘ oh my god… it’s really you. ‘

‘ just try to fucking stop me, ‘hero.’ ‘

‘ you can’t save anyone. you can try, but you’re never going to make a difference. ‘

‘ i try so hard to help people. i try so fucking hard. but i’m just not strong enough. ‘

‘ it’s going to explode! get out of here, get out of here now! ‘

‘ put. the gun. down. ‘

‘ i can help you. you don’t need to do this. please. ‘

‘ what’s the point of protecting people when i can’t even protect you? ‘

‘ you tried so hard to save other people that you stopped caring about yourself. ‘

‘ i know you have powers, but it’s still too dangerous! you’re going to die in there! please, it’s not worth it! ‘

‘ i know i act like i’m not scared of anything, but the truth is… i’m terrified. ‘

‘ everyone hates you. you can’t protect this city, you’re only making things worse around here. just leave. everyone would be better off without you. ‘ 

‘ i don’t need some hero to save me! i’m fine on my own, thank you very much. ‘

‘ i hate heroes. they always try to get involved in everything. just leave me alone, okay? i don’t need your help. ‘ 

‘ help! please! someone! ‘

‘ who knew the hero would be the one getting saved? ‘

‘ you’re out of control. you’re hurting more people than you’re helping. just stop. let the cops handle this. ‘

‘ how do i know i can trust you? ‘

‘ you never give up, you never stop fighting. why? ‘

‘ you need to take a break. the city will be okay without a hero for one day. get some rest. ‘

‘ i can’t take a break, what if someone needs my help? what if someone gets because i was too busy taking a nap?! i don’t need a break! ‘

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Peter went numb to the cold air around him as he stared off into the far stretch of snow. It coated the streets of New York in a blanket of white while people and cars all fixed around it. Cars were slow but still moving and he fixed an eye on one Taxi every so often as it rolled by, just to have some focus point.

He was lost in thought. Or rather, he was trying to be. Instead, he kept having reoccurring thoughts about his uncle, and what had happened not a year before, on this street.

He was lost to the feeling of cold, even as it chilled his body and made his face turn pale. But he turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder and it shook him from his thoughts.

“Oh. Sorry, Rielle.” He blinked a few times. “How long have I been out here?”

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“Quite a while, they were starting to get worried.” Rielle walked her way towards him, folding her arms over her chest. She noticed how when she spoke she could see her breath, so she blew out just to see it once again. “I was too.”

A shiver coursed through her body, and goosebumps began to spread across her body. Rielle looked out at the loudness of it all, and how nothing’s changed. Not even a blizzard could stop the hustling and bustling of New York. She repeatedly heard car honks every few seconds, and sirens going off every few minutes. Most people would’ve gotten sick of it, but in some way it was home.

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Peter took a long breath and held it before exhaling it out through his nose. Like her, he watched, transfixed by the cold that drew alongside it.

He noticed her shiver. It snapped him back to reality,

“Hey,” he started softly, voice rising to match the noise of New York traffic as he continued, “Why don’t we head inside. You look pretty cold.” 

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She nodded, “That’d probably be a good idea.” Rielle pressed her hands to her nose, knowing the heat will relieve some of the pain. Her nose was a tint of red, many would compare her to Rudolph right now. As she began to walk back inside she turned to Peter, “So, why are you out here?”

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He shrugged and shoved his hands deep into the warmth of his jacket pockets. “Lost in thought, I guess,” he laughed blithely. It was true in a sense, but rather vague in answer. He in truth didn’t feel like sharing much more, in fear of oversharing.

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sheseemsnice:

“The likely hood of you running into a door and getting that black eye are slim.” She looks to him and sighs. “So what is the real story?”

“I don’t think the chances are that slim. After all, it happened to me, so--maybe I’m just the one percent,” he evaded, hoping to distract her from the question, knowing full well he was no good at lying.

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originalyloved:

“Are you sure you’re okay? I can get you pain meds if you want.” The girl said, smiling softly. “Also, I should teach you how to not be clumsy.” She teased.

He laughed rather sheepishly, thankful she seemed to buy into the lie. “No, thank you. I’ll be fine. You’d be surprised how fast I heal.”

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arcreactorforaheart:

“Right sure you did kid.” Tony picked up his phone, wrist flicking to throw the projection on the wall. “This is the total opposite of staying on the ground and out of trouble.” Tony can’t help the tiny bit of pride that bleeds into his voice because the blatant disregard is utterly something he would have done.

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Peter groaned and hid his face in the frozen bag of peas. Tony was the last person he wanted to be viewing the clip of his heroics at the bank, though he did have to admit it looked rather impressive on replay. He looked up. “Does this mean you’re going to take the suit back?”

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fractureddermis:

She had the advantage of being able to make sharp changes in direction and turned the corner of a building, climbing upward and waiting. When he swung around the corner, she pushed off, propelling herself straight down. As she predicted, swinging around the corner angled his body allowing her to slam her knees into his abdomen, keeping the force just beneath what would have been required to break his ribs. There would be very bad bruising though, she was not that kind.

In the same instance her claws slashed through the line of webbing he had been swinging on, leaving them to begin a freefall. She essentially crawled around his body in midair, silk spraying from her hands as she completely enveloped him with the exception of his head. Once done, she threw him over her shoulder and swung back to the original rooftop. She tossed him down and proceeded to sit on his chest, his body still cocooned.

“If you can tell me one mistake you made, I’ll let you out. There were many so this shouldn’t be too difficult for you. I’ll let you catch your breath first since I did just drive it from your lungs.”

He breathed in short gasps and quick pants as he felt the air move back into his lunch and spread like a wildfire.

After allowing himself a moment to settle, he immediately began to writhe beneath her forceful weight. The webbing kept his limbs immobile, but it didn’t stop his struggles. He was no quitter, and would keep battling it out until something gave way.

Eventually though. the wounds on his ribs won out and he went back to breathing unsteadily.

“Shit, this stuff is strong. You never realize how annoying it is until it happens to you, huh. Alright. Uh, I guess... I shouldn’t have relied only on my webs?  I dunno!” he faltered, desperate to get out.

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justanotherbartonxx:

She nodded and let out a little laugh “Yeah, but those two could be pretty dramatic though.” She reasoned “I like to decide who I talk to even though the person might have beaten up my friends.” She said smiling at Peter giving him the benefit of the doubt “So you’re Spider-man? How’d that happen?” she asked wanting to know the back story. “You tell me your story I tell you mine?” she prompted smiling at the kid in front of her 

He hesitated on the second, sworn to the secrecy of a hero, but drawn to the attention that a secret identity denied. He was excited. “Total coincidence, you know? Found this spider-y stuff in a bunch of my dad’s old stuff, bunch of research, some formulas. I followed a lead on it and it lead me to a spider-bite that gave me all these crazy powers.” He realized he was being a bit vague, but there was little way else to explain it. It had all happened so fast for him after all.

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Been under a lot of stress since the last time I was on here, but I’ll try to be a bit more active and work on some replies and greeters. Things are a lot better, I just needed some time to work things out.

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