#erraticluck

[dieamonster]

@erraticluck​

"I didn't know you needed a ring to smash. This information... is new to me."

“peter, please.”

“you need two rings.”

[gcrminatorarchive]

“Tell me there’s something better. Go ahead. Try.”

Spectacular Spider-Man/Peter Parker aesthetic for @erraticluck.

[walksonwalls]

@erraticluck

     “Every FREAKING day with this stuff lately-” This Earth, that Earth, she was sick of keeping track who was on what. The day she could go back to being a friendly neighborhood superhero would be a real nice breath of normality compared to all this dimension stuff.

[aranece]

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“....”

SCREAMS IN GAY

[spiderfilesarchived]

he sees too, watching both of them from the corner of the room. 

[lackspraise]

@erraticluck​ / ♙

As hurt as he is, Peter doesn’t let up. Bounding from surface to surface, dodging on the defense. Was he seeing things? Or was this really Norman, back at it? He thought he’d killed him, thought he’d killed Harry’s dad. Was he relieved? No, no way. Not with Goblin back and causing havoc. He’d barely ever come close to beating him, and when he DID, he ended up killing him.

It would have been smart to look, confirm that Goblin– Norman– was dead instead of just assuming, but he hadn’t. He had fled, couldn’t bear the thought that he was a murderer and couldn’t tell anyone. He’d struggled with the knowledge of his crime for almost a year now, and to be ambushed out of nowhere by the cause of 99% of his problems?

He couldn’t tell if he was mad or relieved.

I really need to see a therapist if I survive this.

“As long as you’re out causing halloween panic in DECEMBER, I’m going to keep getting back up.”

“That’s a crime in itself, NORMAN.”

              ♙  THE GOBLIN WAS GETTING TIRED.    though it wasn’t a   physical   malady that was causing it. it was the fact that the spider kept getting up bomb after bomb and the amount thrown to him. the spider had to   PERISH   for killing his father. that would be welcome revenge enough. as the two of them rumbled their way throughout the city on a   DARK   and what was once a peaceful december evening, the stress hit a peak. 

and it was becoming more and more ridiculous. the goblin spun around as his father’s name was uttered, a   DANGEROUS   scowl coming upon the mask.  TWO PUMPKIN BOMBS    fly upward into his hands, throwing one just ahead of the spider and the other just behind. he had  NO PLACE   to go to avoid.  

❝     you think i’m norman  ?!    oh my god, this is just the icing on the cake isn’t it   !!      ❞ harry snapped, zooming fast upon the glider, claws catching the spider’s throat. 

❝      you  KILLED HIM    ---   think again,   spidey   . .       ❞

[snottyintern-blog]

erraticluck replied to your post “{{i have a very, very stupid idea for a blog}}”

//ahem pls share

[spidertired-blog]

does... does monster boi like spicy food? if not guess we gotta bathe in hotsauce now, no crunch on main

FUNNEY SPIDER 

NO LIKE THE SPICE

HES A BABEY BOY!!!!