you say jump i say how high
exactlee we're so in sync
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you say jump i say how high
exactlee we're so in sync
i've probably already found more trouble than i've bargained for.
you made a fool of death... pt. 1. / @arachost
" eh well -- that just means for next time, you'll be more prepared. "
kabiguru wasn't in the habit of chastising. he wasn't ghost's father; nor her brother. call them acquaintances, or coworkers -- you'll find the older spidey prefers the word 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑-𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 instead. ( of course. she ain't know much of him yet but, eh.... they can figure that out ! ) for that reason, he only shrugs. 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 the girl on the back.
" 's part of the job. sometimes you really gotta get properly 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 in before you can really take somethin' head on. " or in kabi's case often, thrown around. ( never take your battles to a basketball court. once should've been enough but twice ? ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴇᴊɪᴛ. ) " you've got a lifetime of mistakes ahead of you, mēẏē . dwell on it, sure - but ain't it better to roll with them instead ? " at the very least, that's what he did. in more ways than one !
cryptic
only veterans will understand
❝ you’re her, aren’t you ... ❞ her voice cracks, and the new york rain is making the pavement glisten from the neon lights of the streets. mj is soaked to the bones from having run from the parkers down to where she would always meet gwen. now that she thought of it, she - she’d never really known where gwen was from. had they talk about it before ? maybe in passing. maybe in vague sentences that mj refuses to pry in. maybe that was what made them such good, fast friends. sharing stories over hot french fries in between mj’s break.
it’s crazy how things change so instantly.
somewhere in her head, mj - mj knows it couldn’t be possible. how can it be ? didn’t gwen stacy die ? this cause of peter’s anguish, this one ghost that haunts beyond peter parker’s room, the grave that peter never quite unburies but he stays there, lingering, like he’s expecting, any time now, the grave would unfold, and walk out this love of his straight into his arms. mj feels ... she doesn’t know she feels. confused ? angry ? betrayed ?
had peter known ? or had mj crack another code accidentally and is drowning by the secrets her so-called close friends wouldn’t tell ? it hurts. that, she knows. it hurts deep in her chest. gwen stacy is alive. how, when, what ? why would no one tell her anything ? if she disappears into the night right now, would they even care ? ❝ you’re peter’s gwen. you - ... you’re alive ? ❞
* @arachost !
he’s never been one for the dark. maybe that’s what gave him this power , blessed with the ability to be a light for everyone else. 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ? gaze flickers , shifts into the depths of the alley - there’s a warmth , a being shrouded in the darkness. hand lifts & with it , a fire rests upon calloused skin. “ i think this city’s got a spider problem. ” 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗔 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗘 , superheroes seemed to be drawn to new york - he knows the pull all to well. [ or maybe it's the city's PLEA , calling forth help from any corner of the universes , that leads them here. ] without shifting focus from the other , the flame grows , shadows dancing along worn brick as a step is taken towards the other. a smile , and then , “ gonna introduce yourself ? ” / @arachost
brows pull together to twist her expression into one of manufactured confusion, shooting the other girl a look that clearly said the opposite. ❛ correct me if i’m wrong, but i think that’s exactly why it IS your fault. ❜ it isn’t said with anger or blame, and the way her lips curve upward at the corners hopefully speaks to her intention. ❛ now, FOCUS. ❜
@arachost : ‘ that wasn’t my fault. I was texting. ’
@arachost - boys will be bugs by cavetown
“ I SKIPPED class to sit with you. ” peter said, slumping down before nudging gwen with his shoulder. “ i really like your spotty sweater. ”
❛ you must promise me that you will hold onto hope . . . keep it alive. we have to be greater than what we suffer. ❜
&. @arachost liked for a one liner !