#everydaywebslinger

[abunchofmuses]

[text] Where are you? I’m stuck talking to your uncle and he’s starting to interrogate me…

{I dunno who you wanted so have Austin}

[Text]: I’m on my way. geez

[text]: What’s he Interrogating you about?

[shxroncxrter]

Closed; Drink + Work = Perky | Sharon Carter & Peter Parker

everydaywebslinger:

When he got the voicemail, all Peter could do was blink as he listened. Surely it was the wrong number. It appeared that this person was drunk, and so this could always be a drunk call, right? It wasn’t until he heard ‘Perky’ that he had a feeling that she was referring to him. He could easily take it as not being him, but if it was him, then it might be better if he called him back.

Redialing the number, Peter waited for the tone. He hoped that she was sober enough to talk, because if he was this Perky she was talking about, then he’d want to see what the contact was about.

No, it was too early for phone calls. Sharon pulled the pillow over the top of her head as she attempted to muffle the sound out. Her head was pounding from the night before, a few drinks too many from spending some time out with the girls. There again she couldn’t not answer it, her work did not end the moment she left the HQ. Begrudgingly she picked up her phone and placed it to her ear. “Agent Carter speaking, who is calling?” She muttered as she pulled herself to the edge of her bed.

[jarvis-activated-blog]

✔

✔… to finding out that yours is in charge of the food

"A few pizzas would be good, I think, if you wouldn't mind picking them up, Peter," Jarvis said with a small smile, checking off everything they already had for their celebration and skimming over what they still needed. "I've already taken care of dessert myself, so you needn't worry about that." 

[noworldnomad]

Morning, Sleeping Beauty.

"… Oh god please say you’re the real Spider-Man and not just some guy with a mask fetish.”

[tetsunoonna]

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everydaywebslinger 

string-me-along

[ Kaoru bows slightly to the newcomers ] 

Greetings. How may I be of service?

[shxroncxrter]

Peter Parker; 3 years?

It's nearing another year since the loss of your character, send me your character's name and how long they've been gone to see how my character responds.

He was a boy, a young innocent boy who had the whole world ahead of him. Her hands tightened into fists, her entire body tensed as she glared at the white marble stone. His name engraved with large sweeping letters, the name of a boy many would never know. To those who entered this graveyard he was just another life lost, another death among many. They never the truth of who he was, how much he had done to keep them all safe from harm. Another young life stolen away before its time, another young life destroyed because of what they did. “I’m sorry Peter,” She muttered as she bowed her head. “It should not have ended up this way…I should not have allowed you to take that mission.” It was the price they all had to pay, yet he did not deserve to pay this one.

[shxroncxrter]

☆

for a drunken voicemail

"I totally forgot I was meant to call you. And I don't remember your name. Furry," She snorted on the phone. "I mean Fury, wanted me to get in contact with you. I think your name is something like Perky...I'm just gonna call you that. I'll call you back sometimes later."