#spidercursed

[niixzee]

completed  commission  ( so  far  )  for  @spidercursed.

[goldstrikes-archive]

↪    𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑  : a one liner.     currently accepting, expect slow to post.

written for, @spidercursed

" YOU NEED SOME HELP WITH THAT? " the offer of help, coming from a head of pink hair.

[vdosed]

@spidercursed : ❛ something's gone wrong . ❜ / jordan li

❛ yeah , NO SHIT , spidey , we're all good and goddamn fucke - ❜ jordan stops talking long enough to register the silence in the room . there's a beat , before they turn , slowly , enough to take in peter's demeanor and rethink their words , ❛ wait - okay , i know you know we're all fucked . so what else happened within the last two minutes that could make you say that ? ❜

[vdosed]

@spidercursed : ❛ are you okay ? can you talk ? ❜ / alejandra flores

she jumps ; okay , ale , maybe don't leave your door open for your friends to come in as they please and then get scared when they actually do that . alejandra takes a second to pause before nodding , though , the trance she'd been in before peter came in shattering . a lot had happened on campus the past few weeks , and she's just - exhausted . more so than normal , those rings around her eyes unmistakable. ❛ yeah - yeah , mhm , come in , pete . what's up ? ❜ she doesn't feel the need to talk about how she most definitely is not okay . whatever he has to say , it's far more important in her eyes .

[vdosed]

@spidercursed : ❛ it all hangs in the balance . ❜ / eden evangelista

part of her thinks she should tell him he's being cryptic . or maybe that she should say something equally or more cryptic back . but then eden decides that most people would probably be put off by them being fucking weird , so they reel it in , only looking up from their book ( a collection of her favorite grimm fairytales ) to peer at peter curiously . ❛ that's what you do , no ? ❜ a beat . the realization that elaboration is probably in order , ❛ like - hanging around and such . i see you swinging all the time , that's like , your thing . isn't it ? ❜

[godunlap]

SHE REALLY HATES IT SOMETIMES, the daily dosage necessary to keep her in control, to keep her mind clear. the way all their voices drone on in the white noise left behind. like she left the house with ear plugs in. like ocean - water that muffles every sound after leaving the beach.

❝ i haven't slept since sunday. ❞ - @SPIDERCURSED from (...)

finally, peter's voice cuts through the background chatter, tethering her back to earth. she's convinced, 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙽𝙸𝙿 & 𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈. sometimes wondering if it would be the worst thing in the world. just to drift. ❝ no offense but, you look it. ❞ concern buried somewhere in there. the disarray of his hair & almost erratically thrown on clothes painting her enough of a picture. ❝ did something happen? ❞ there's always something with peter. usually something bordering on or just downright — STRANGE.

[spinxeret]

+ @spidercursed asked: "it is so crazy down there"

+ " Makes you GLAD that we're all the way up here, doesn't it ? " If there was ever a city that could safely lay claim to the DEFINITION of insanity, it would be NEW YORK . Traffic, people hustling and bustling along the streets, even the NIGHT AIR seemed to be bursting with energy and noise in a way that MJ had never quite found with the same CHARM elsewhere . NYC was a place all its own ; in more ways than just one . Glancing over at Peter , she blew him a KISS playfully , expression just as BRIGHT as the neon lights flourishing down below .

" Besides, I think I make MUCH better company than anybody down there , don't you think ? "

[clownedpirate]

@spidercursed: "you did check for traps, right?"

buggy scoffed, rolling his eyes. ❝ of course i did! who do you take me for?! ❞ in actuality, he did not. checking for traps hadn't even crossed his mind but at this point he wasn't going to admit to that. if he was lucky, there wouldn't be any traps. and if there were, well, he'd just send in peter first. oh, that's an idea.

❝ you first. ❞ he gestured for the other to go first before unrolling a piece of paper. the clown held it out, analyzing it. the map indicated that they were on the right path but there was an unsettlingly eeriness. the density of the island forest seemed to grow and there had been signs of others there. didn't alvida mention a tribe here? oh whatever.