#spxderroos

[ferrhxm]

past the endgame

@spxderroos

Tony had been trying to work with Peter in his man-cave - something only Banner was allowed to experience with him. Usually, that was. Ever since he had brought Peter on board with the Avengers he liked it to invest his time and knowledge into him, to teach him different things and every now and then he even learned something from Peter.

Today though nothing seemed to go so well. For some reason Tony was very moody today, it was their first time trying to work on a project after the war against Thanos had been over and nothing seemed to work as it did in the past. He nearly lost his temper every time Peter dropped a screw or couldn’t find a tool he needed and when Peter’s clumsyness appeared for the seventh time he couldn’t keep biting his lip.

“What do you MEAN you can’t find it, it’s always on the TOP fucking shelf, for gods sake!” his voice echoed in his workshop and they looked at eachother, Tony suddenly realizing how much he sounded like his dad. He sighed after he was done looking at Peter who had frozen on the spot, looking back at him like a deer caught in headlights. “Oh man. I’m sorry.” Tony uttered.

He wasn’t mad at Peter. He was mad at himself. So far he hadn’t managed to wrap his head around what had happened during the war, he hadn’t spoken to anyone about what he had been through and the memories were all a little to heavy on his heart. “I’m sorry, I just... haven’t been sleeping properly.” That wasn’t a lie, but it also wasn’t his main problem. He had to pour his heart out but he didn’t want to be a burden, didn’t want to waste anyone’s time with talking about his feelings.

Especially not Peter.

“Let’s... keep going. I need two three times fourty-five screw... metric thread, as always. And maybe... you should go home, I’m not really a good companion right now.”

[spiderwcman-aa]

plotted starter w/ @spxderroos

🕷️ → The charred remains of the roof stood in the pale late-morning light like a skeleton. Inside had been a place of information, facts and rich history that were priceless. Black dust hung thick in the air and invaded her lungs as she walked around, glass littered the floor where the windows had broken. The museum had caught ablaze after an attempted robbery went down. brown doe eyes glazed red from crying; the smoke probably didn’t help either. all around her were emergency services, fire fighters and paramedics tending to those who were caught in the fire. may being one of them, had been tended to by a paramedic who’d told her to stay perched on the back of an ambulance with an oxygen mask, that’s where she’d remain until otherwise. it was like watching a scene from one of those action movies herself and family would watch; the aftermath of an event, time going slowly; people voices were muffled by a ringing in her ears. except the ten-year-old never thought she’d be in one of those events.

little hands rubbing her face; she could hear two adults nearby talking; only when spider-mans name was dropped into conversation did she pay attention. they we’re talking negatively about him; if only he hadn’t provoked the criminals or something like that; may chose not to listen to their stupid conversation anymore, you’re wrong, spider-man had swooped in to save the day; he tried to reason with the bad guys with guns; he’d saved my classmates lives and my own is what she probably would have said if she had enough energy in her.   She didn’t get why they’d talk badly about someone who’d just saved lives, spider-man is better than any of you she thought.

refusing to sit there anymore, may removed the oxygen mask and pushed herself off from the back of the ambulance; she needed to find her friends, I hope they’re okay, I hope spider-man is okay. her thoughts were persistent as her bloodshot eyes scanned the busy surroundings. suddenly there was a flash of red and blue colour into the muted colours around her; her lips curved upwards, she knew it was going to be spider-man; he would be able to help reunite her with her class. nearing the costumed hero, she could see that he was busy talking to someone of authority, she hesitated behind him; not wanting to disrupt their important conversation. you don’t have time to wait, you need to find your friends may. the nagging voice at the back of head gave her the kick she needed to reach out a small hand and pat the side of the hero’s thigh ❝ um…spider-man, when you’re done could you help me find my friends please? ❞ mays voice is low, almost distant; taking a few steps back she lifted her gaze up to him, hoping he’d heard her.

[cuz-tony-stark]

"Can I hold the shield again?"

Steve peered down dubiously at the young superhero.  He couldn’t help but remember the last time Spider Boy had gotten a hold of his shield.  “… I’m not sure if that’s a good idea.  Is there a particular reason why?”

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[strangcrdoctor]

3some with Tony Stark and Peter Parker except it's not sexual it's just the three watching Christmas movies with snacks and blankets

From a ‘Threesome: Yes or No’ meme from forever ago.

“That sounds positively delightful. I’ll make civilized men of you both yet - unless of course you impress me, and have seen The Shop Around The Corner, The Man Who Came To Dinner, and The Bishop’s Wife. I’m sure Tony has every movie ever made at his fingertips, and probably better food. But ten to one says I have better blankets.”

[mcspideyroos]

So my self imposed semi-hiatus is officially over. Work has finally started to be manageable. I feel extremely bad for how crappy and sporadic my activity has been. I really want to get back into rping, especially with the partners I formed good connections with, and I’m super sorry for letting you guys and gals down.

@spiderlinginaonesie @ofliesandstories @spxderroos @boywiththesilvertongue @theflash-thcmpson @ithrowthedice @buchananbarnes1991 @legendstariism And I'm positive I left people off by accident.

[sunflowertm]

Oh and uh Miles? You're heckin awesome man keep up the good work!

muns   ,   introduce   yourself   to   my   muse     |     accepting   !!  ⸻     @spxderroos​

          ❛     thanks   ,   peter   !!   that’s   cool   of   you   to   say   .     ❜

[sunflowertm]

Sup, Miles. I was named after yuh boi spidey because my parents thought it would be funny to have my first name Peter since my last name is Parker but now most people just call me Rat.

muns   ,   introduce   yourself   to   my   muse     |     accepting   !!   ⸻     @spxderroos

          ❛     why   would   they   call   you   RAT   ??   but   it’s   cool   that   you   were   named   after   peter     ⸻     they’re   all   great   guys   !!     ❜

[gatecoeur]

spxderroos needs a hideout

Arelette’s phone dinged in the middle of a study session with her classmate and probably one of her only friends in university, Peter Parker. Checking it, she saw that it was an ongoing news notification for a hostage situation at Wall Street. As much as the brunette always hated it when she had to cut her time with Peter short, her role as Esprit came first. She sighed loudly in disappointment before turning her phone off, pocketing it, and hurriedly collecting her things.

“Shit... I’m so sorry, Pete, I have to go again,” she apologized. “I just got a message from my boss at work; said they needed someone to fill in for someone else’s shift again... Can we pick this up again another time?”

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