#peterparkerstuff

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"Peter. Peter Parker. And you?"

[eyes-blazing]

Hello my name is Ellen and I enjoy breaking hearts.

Peter’s eyes flew open as Emrys’ pulled back. For a moment, he could only stare at the unrecognizable, scared boy before him. He lifted a hand to his mouth, choking back one of his own sobs. He closed the space between them, reaching out to caress the rough scar on his cheekbone, “Em,” He choked out softly. “I had- I had no idea they’d done this- I- What have they done to you?”

Emrys green eyes close as Peter touches the scar, trying his best to break down. 'My hands...were burned with ice when I was nine...they slit my throat when I was eleven. My wrists were my own doing....and my face.' Emrys takes a shakey breath. 'My face happened last year...I was...I was kidnapped and tortured.'

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FlipFlop-ing Along / Peter and Aigne

Aigne, with her flipflops flipping and flopping (as most flipflops do), meandered down the street of her neighborhood, hardly aware of anything going on but the sounds of her own head. Normally, her flipflops would serve as a distraction, and her attention would be directed just at them, but today, she'd heard a particularly catchy song on the radio, and it had practically glued itself to her mind. Her lips moved to the words that she could remember, adding in muted 'do's and 'da's at the parts she could not, which, truth be told, happened to be quite a large amount.

As she marched obliviously forward, she didn't seem to notice that she was headed right in the direction of a young male taking his garbage down to the curb. The little redhead continued approaching at a steady pace, and the course was set - they were both walking at just the right gait that - BWAM - 90 degree angle perfection, leading to a noisy collision and a gasp on Aigne's behalf.

"Oh!" She faltered in her steps, the momentary lack of balance causing her to tumble on top of the fallen garbage can. Alarmed, she snapped out of her daydreaming and brought herself into the current moment she'd just found herself in. Now, your average person might have yelped in disgust, complained about where they hurt, or apologized profusely for making a mess of the other person's trash, but Aigne however, glanced around the scattered contents about her, trying to make sense of the situation, until her eyes lit upon an open can of half-eaten ravioli and exclaimed with a  fervidly-excited, suddenly-noticable Irish accent, "My mam buys that stuff for our cat too!"

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ooc: Morning ovoos!

I never did get to my responses!! >M<  I know I owe peter-parker-stuff/hosting-the-spider! I'M SORRY LOVE

[hejyoufuck]

"It's Pippi, right?"

“Fuck you.”

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"Still so shy..." Natasha mused, as she leaned up, to press her lips against his.

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5 more have found her.

Hanna frowned as she heard the sound of something moving and hitting metal, looking around to find its source. Looking down at the space next to her on the park bench, she saw a small device that appeared to be moving on its own. She poked it curiously, wondering what the odd buzzing thing was. "What are you?" She murmured, squinting as she leaned down to look at it a bit more closely.

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THE GRAND 400 MEET THE MUN/ PROMO VIDEO PLEASE NOTE: That if you were not mentioned in this video IT IS NOT because I do not like you, IT IS BECAUSE I tend to forget and even though you were not mentioned I STILL LOVE YOU. PROMOTED

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