#swinging away

[peter-parker-who]

Open RP starter

Peter was walking after dark, the door of a cafe closing behind him. Aunt May was worsening. The doctors kept talking about experimental treatments, but they could barely pay the current bills for chemo. Between staying up doing shifts, taking classes, and defending the city, Peter could barely sleep. When he could sleep, it was in the uncomfortable hospital chairs. This was too much for a fifteen year old. Uncle Ben normally would be helping but a dead man can't help from the grave. But hey, you do what you have to do, right? Anyways, Peter takes a sip from his fifth cup of coffee in the last three hours, debating on if taking a hit of his joints will help him relax when he bumps into someone. “Shit, I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking.”

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[peter-parker-who]

Open RP: Birthday

Peter wasn’t planning this. He just wanted to lay in bed and watch movies. But his roommates weren’t planning on letting that happen. The two of his roommates partnered up and made sure they were free. So by the time it hit twelve, everything was ready. Peter was in the corner just having drinks that his roommates were finally letting him have.

(yes i’m making his roommates be Koa and Nadya)

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Open rp: Worsening condition

Peter was smoking outside the hospital, the eye bags under his eyes getting darker. Aunt May was worsening, even with the experimental treatments being paid for. The doctors didn't know how much longer she had. He was half debating on dropping out of school all over again. He's taking another drag of his cigarette when he hears footsteps and looks up, "hey..."

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[peter-parker-who]

Open Rp: The inevitable 

Ladies and gentlemen and in between, it is time for the inevitable ending of aunt may

Yes this is working as a coping mechanism for me

It happened. He got the call. The call that makes the once stable ground collapse. The call that told him his life wouldn’t be the same again. The call that told him what was left of his family is gone, the call that told him Aunt May was gone. That the cancer got the best of her, that it was too much for her body. But he can’t believe it, he just couldn't; he just saw her yesterday. She was laughing and smiling, and looking better, healthier even. The doctors even said that she was improving and that maybe the medicine was just taking its time to kick in. He remembers falling to his knees, his phone falling somewhere else, and cracking. He remembers someone making funeral arrangements. He remembers someone putting on a suit that didn't fit him. He remembers giving a speech, but not exactly what he said. He remembers staring as the coffin went down, watching as what was left of Aunt May got put six feet into the ground, next to Uncle Ben. He feels people pat his back, but doesn’t really acknowledge it. He can feel someone standing next to him, but doesn’t know what to say or do. Or if he can even say something without feeling like he's going to cry.

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[peter-parker-who]

Think fast!

Oh shit *dodges*

What was that for??!!?

[peter-parker-who]

first birthday without anyone from my family left

my roommates are having a party for me if anyone wants to come

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Open Rp: Dysphoria

Peter isn’t open about being trans. He didn’t figure that there was a point when he passed for the most part. I mean, sometimes it was obvious. Like when his voice cracked a lot more than normal. And he always fixed his shirt. Anyways, he could tell when he woke up it was going to be a bad day today. He didn't have a t shot, and he could tell that he could only go so much longer without one, he’d have to find another one soon. He didn't have top surgery yet he was supposed to and then aunt may got sick and uncle ben died. He put on tape and put on the baggiest shirt and hoodie he has. He walks out into the room or building, he doesn’t even remember before walking into someone, “Oh, sorry.”

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@smarterthantonystark @over-bi-the-wayside @mutantontheloose @coquette-corpsie @itzzkaylaaa @the-forgotten-girl @raine-giovanni-barnes

[peter-parker-who]

Open RP: Bad dysphoria

(yes i’m putting this on him because i feel like it and just changed clothes three times to feel better)

Peter was staring at the ceiling, having put both tape and his binder on because the tape alone wasn’t helping enough.He was able to get enough for a shot and was trying to get ready to do it when it hit. he already put on baggy clothes and was now trying to figure out what to do.

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