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mjxisms‌:

CALL IT A PREMATURE MID-LIFE CRISIS , but she wanted to do more and what better way to get involved. and it got to the point where everything else felt too minuscule. but while the world itself felt like it was going crazy , his arms always seeped with that comfort that had Michelle experience a moment of jitters. that quickened heartbeat , butterfly thing. she’s pretty sure that the cause of that would be the person that everyone else wanted in their orbit. her BEST friend .

‘hugging him tightly  seeing also always made her day lighter – even though admitting that would probably result in her saying something completely different. conveying warm and fuzzy feelings weren’t exactly her forte – but she tries. opening up to peter was never the issue.

“ i don’t know , luck – maybe ? “ she laughed and only pulled slightly from him , “ i love hearing you say that ,” she confessed. “  how about we go back to my place ? i’ll order pizza.  i’ll answer your questions and we can have  a little celebration. it’s a win-win. 

MJ was a total superhero and she had been from the moment that Peter met her. They’d been kids then, but she was always doing amazing stuff, and Peter had discovered pretty quickly that MJ helped him become a lot more… calm. It never changed his priorities, but it gave him more reasons to fight for New York, to keep people like MJ safe. Not that he needed them, but still! The thought was there.

Maybe it was inevitable that MJ would follow down a similar path. She was always brave, always a fighter, but Peter wasn’t entirely sure whether that was the case or not. MJ had kind of been pulled into this world because of him. Obviously that terrified Peter, but here they were, talking about her new place with the New Avengers. Peter intended to support her as long as she was safe. MJ had been doing the same thing for him for years. “Just luck?” Peter asked, laughing. “I can keep saying it fi you want,” he offered, his tone light. “Sounds great. You wanna get there the fast way?” He asked, obviously referencing web slinging. It shaved off hours of commuting!

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mxrgxnstark‌:

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“Hey, Spidey!” Morgan called over from the edge of the roof where her feet were dangling over the side. She had her other hands over the pizza box tops feeding off their warmth a bit as it was just a little colder up here. The wind felt nice though. “You look famished! I mean not really but pretty sure I know enough about your metabolism by now to know that you are starving. And the pizza call was a pretty good clue.” It was also just basic knowledge when it came to super anyone, a truck supply of food was needed for just about every get-together and sometimes you still needed extra for the few who needed just a couple thousand more calories than normal. Just the way of life. Morgan wasn’t any better herself, she certainly preferred to scarf down her own pizza in less than an hour like any other sane person so maybe that was just a habit she picked up by being raised by a huge team of supers. Who knows?

“So, how’s patrol been? Web up any near-do-wells on some walls or something? Speaking of we should so discuss you we fluid. Really love the science behind it.”

Spider-Man was a solo act (most of the time), but Peter did love when he ran into fellow superheroes. Sometimes long nights on patrol, especially dull ones like tonight, seemed to stretch on forever like a really long shift at work. Naturally, while he was swinging between buildings, he was pretty relieved when he heard Morgan’s voice calling out his name. He changed directions and immediately headed for the rooftop she was perched on. “Hey Iron Maiden,” he replied, pulling up the bottom of his mask to reveal his mask. “You know me so well. I’m hungry pretty much constantly,” he replied honestly. Peter couldn’t name a time that he was full for more than a few hours. No one ever warned him that being a superhero would make food costs quadruple! Taking a seat beside Morgan, Peter immediately dug into the pizza. “You’re the best friend ever,” he announced seriously. “Don’t tell MJ I said that, but you’re the best.”

As Morgan spoke, Peter shrugged a shoulder. “Patrol’s been pretty dull tonight. Kind of a weird thing to complain about since it means less crime, but… I’m a little bored here!” He said lightly. It was ironic that he was always irritated when patrols weren’t fruitful, Peter could admit that. “Are you trying to steal my formula?” He asked, mock offended.

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  @thewcbhead - - - web slinging around the city, a flash of pink, black, and white dashed building to building. who needed a gym membership when there was hundreds of sky scrapers, telephone poles and bridges to swing off of. besides -  - gwen would never tire of the rush of freeness it gave her. looking down on the city, the people traveling in herds like sheep, the cars zooming past, and the melody of horns … it was something that was the same in nearly every verse. and it reminded her of her own home. as she got closer and closer to the street, she came across yet another occurrence that reminded her of home - - namely, a person - a friend. peter parker. 

now, this peter wasn’t her own peter. she couldn’t save her peter, and that would be something she was still working on making peace with. but, he was someone who would always be a vision of him. and she was okay with that. she knew that no matter what, she’d try her hardest to protect this peter, and maybe ? that’d bring justice to the peter she lost on earth 65.

 “parker!!’ she called, from her spot, on the side of some office building before gracefully jumping to the sidewalk. “how goes it?” the masked ghost spider questioned, striding towards her pal. “you ruin anyone’s crime filled agenda lately? it’s been QUIET lately, almost unnervingly so. i’m startin’ to think you’re takin’ all my bad guys.” she joked, with a gentle punch to his arm.

Being back alive was great, awesome, exciting, but also extremely confusing. Wrapping your brain around the fact that you’d been technically dead for five years — even though it only felt like seconds — was a lot to take. Peter felt like a failure sometimes, too. New York and keeping it safe was what he’d dedicated his life to, and while it wasn’t crawling with criminals, the streets were run down, some buildings destroyed, and he hadn’t been around to help anyone. May had also had to grieve his loss… so had some of his friends. It was a lot to take in, but Peter was doing his best.

Unfortunately, his best pretty much meant avoiding and denying the fact that he had any feelings whatsoever on what had happened. Maybe it wasn’t the healthiest coping mechanism, but who could blame him? Peter had gotten through a lot of his life with denial and avoidance, especially in the romance department. Gwen had been just about the only woman he’d loved and losing her… Yeah, he’d grieved, but mostly, he’d realized that he couldn’t save everyone alone. It hadn’t changed much.

As he walked down the streets, Peter heard his name being called and he raised his eyebrows. He pretty quickly spotted Gwen — from another universe — and he grinned at the sight. “Hey Ghost Spider,” he said, keeping her identity secret. “Ah, y’know, not so bad. I just had a really exciting time photographing Spider-Man! Did you know that Spidey just started wearing a new costume? This one has some gold in it,” Peter said lightly. “I love to steal everyone’s bad guys. You can get in line to file your complaints behind Daredevil.” God, being around Gwen was a great way to lighten the mood. “How’re you?”

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jcnniferwalters‌:

Jennifer’s mindfulness was to keep to yourself unless absolutely necessary. It was the same that kept her focused, one foot in front of the other, rather than whatever was hanging from above her, even as she stalled, a hand to her chest, and the inflamed green veins that came with the startled shock that passed through her. “Jesus Christ, kid—“ The Lawyer snapped, shaking her head. Looking up, Jennifer all but suddenly shook her head. “I’d say you but that seems too easy of an answer—what’re you doing?”

The notion of being surprised by kids hanging upside down, as hues fell briefly to the book, and back to the boy. So they really were out in the open all this time, huh? She thought. “This—“ She pointed to his current position. “You do this all of the time, or spur of the moment?”

Yeah, maybe it’d been a little thoughtless to surprise the innocent public that way, but Peter did have to admit that the expression on her face was pretty funny. Except for the… what? Green veins? These days in New York, Peter had learned not to question everything, kind of like when you were watching Black Mirror. It was easier to just roll with the punches. “Studying,” Peter said, shrugging a shoulder. He jumped off of the web and landed on his feet easily. “Sometimes it’s best to do it upside down, adds some excitement, y’know?” That sounded way cooler than admitting that being upside down was strangely comfortable and that chemistry was kind of exciting!

As she asked more questions, Peter couldn’t help but laugh. “All the time, probably,” he admitted. “One of the side effects of being bitten by a spider?” He suggested, sounding unsure. “You okay?”

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Steve had found himself needing more and more distractions as the days went by. Without have a mission or a bad guy to defeat, he realised he didn’t have much else to do. Nat probably would’ve called him sad but he couldn’t argue with it. It was sad. But then when Peter had invited him to meet up, he had all but jumped at the idea. He needed this. Needed to get out and just .. socialise and do something normal for a change.

He found himself stood outside the deli a few minutes earlier than agreed, but he didn’t mind waiting. It gave him a chance to glance around at just how much Brooklyn had changed since he’d last been here. All the familiar stores had gone and were replaced with newer, more stylish versions. It was different but a good different. Times were changing and Steve had to learn to change with the times too.

Spotting Peter, he shook his head with a small smile on his face at the sight of him, “Yep, you definitely missed your chance but I’m doing good. Re-familiarising myself with Brooklyn, how ‘bout you? How’s school and May?” He wondered, genuinely interested to hear what was going on with Peter and his life. Anything to distract him from his currently dull one. 

Heroism had dramatically changed Peter’s life. One day, he was a nerdy kid who only cared about science and the next, he was extremely confused… and avoidant. A few weeks later, he was watching Uncle Ben die with the weight of the world on his shoulders and Peter knew he had to change something. He became that change, he was responsible to New York — and the world — to protect it. Science was still something he loved, but it was no longer his life… heroics were.

Peter liked to think that if anyone could understand that, it would be Steve. His life had changed overnight, too, and Steve had his priorities straight. In a lot of ways, Peter thought they mirrored each other morally. Maybe it was a Brooklyn thing, Peter mused. Either way, he was excited to be spending time with Steve, especially now that things were… almost normal.

“Sorry about missing the pun. I’ll have another one coming any minute now,” Peter joked. “If you want to see any of the coolest spots, I’m your guy.” That wasn’t entirely true. Peter wasn’t the coolest person around, especially when most of his time was spent in a mask, but he could play tour guide. “School’s… uh, it’s okay,” he said with a laugh. “It’s a lot to balance, you know?” High school had been way easier. Peter was still a genius, but nothing could make up for lost attendance credits. “May is doing better! She opened up a homeless shelter and she’s very protective right now, but I can’t blame her.” Peter had died, but he wasn’t ready to explain to Steve that was why. “She’d probably like to meet you,” Peter added.

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Sometimes patrols weren’t the most exciting things in the world. It was probably for the best, it meant that New York City was safer than normal, but Peter also kinda loved the thrill of heroism. He’d gotten used to always being busy, hunting down robbers and drug dealers and whoever else crossed his path. It was like a never-ending game of cops and robbers!

Except for tonight.

Right now, he was hanging upside down from a web, reading an Intro to Chem textbook. Yawning, Peter looked around his book and noticed a person striding towards him. “‘Sup?” Peter greeted, dropping the book so he could wave. “How’s it hanging?”

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Meet the People in My Muse’s Life

Send a Symbol, and they’ll tell you about:

🌻 - Their Father 🌷 - Their Mother 🌟 - A Different Family Member 🐶 - A Pet 👊 - A Best Friend 👋 - A Friend 🔍  - An Acquaintance 🍼 - A Child (Theirs or Not) 🎭 - A Former Friend 👿 - An Enemy 📪 - A Neighbor 💘 - A Love Interest 👻  - Someone They Don’t See Often 💀 - Someone Deceased ☀️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemons into Lemonade” ☔️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemonade into Lemons” 🍀 - Someone Lucky 🍰 - Someone who Loves Food 🍜 - Someone who’s A Great Cook

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@captvinsteve​

These days, Peter was very happy to have friends all around. In fact, he went out of his way to fill most of his time with Spider-Man, friends, Aunt May and occasionally school. School probably should have been a bigger priority in retrospect, but… Peter didn’t actually have much of an excuse there. New York’s safety would always be his main priority, same with fighting for the little guys, the civilians that sometimes got overlooked when everything was at stake. Peter was proud of that and he liked to think that Uncle Ben would be too.

Since there wasn’t currently a disaster — although he had gotten to web a few thieves to the wall that morning on his way to meet Steve — Peter had asked to meet Steve at Brooklyn’s best deli. A little nostalgia would be good for the Captain, he reckoned, and Peter liked the idea of showing him how Brooklyn had grown from a local point of view. When Peter saw Steve outside the deli, he mouthed ‘one minute’ and slipped into the alley to change. Thankfully, no one else was watching. Besides the government, but Peter had gotten used to the CCTV.

Once he was back in his civvies, Peter waved at Steve with a grin. “A couple minutes ago, I would have asked you what’s hanging, but I think I missed my opportunity,” he joked, obviously referencing his alter ego. “Instead I can just go with how are you?”

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mjxisms‌:

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STANDING AROUND WASN’T HER STRONGEST SUIT , oh no she wasn’t going keep to the damsel profile. or even the intel type – well , she could always do that and remain at the scene. anyone who really knew MICHELLE knew that her dreams were stretched further out. not your conventional lawyer or scientist gigs . but they would also know that she never had an exact idea – until the opportunity presented itself. so she couldn’t fight the bright smile that stretched upon her lips – but when she saw peter , she nodded in acknowledgement while clearing her throat. as a notion of self-importance , a proud smirk along her lips.  “ you’re looking at the newest member of the new avengers . “ she stated , pride echoing in her voice , though behind that confidence she wanted him to share that moment with her. for him to be PROUD of her too. even when she knew that concerns would be raised. 

Really extended vacations weren’t really what Peter expected for his life in super heroics. It didn’t change anything about how much he wanted to wear the Spidey mask or save New York (and sometimes the world), Peter was still a little shaken by the whole ‘dead for five years’ thing. Who could blame him? It was totally disconcerting and the Earth wasn’t exactly in the best shape when he returned. He’d work on helping with that later, he guessed.

For now, Peter was just happy to be around MJ. It was a band aid fix, but Peter was fine with that for now. Band aids did the job for him with his accelerated healing anyway! Aunt May would not be happy to hear that, he mused.

“How’d that happen?” Peter asked, raising his eyebrows. He also never expected that he’d pull MJ so deeply into this superhero world that she’d end up joining an Avengers team, but… maybe he should have, on second thought. “I’m proud of you,” he added hastily, pulling MJ in for a hug. “Just kinda want a few more details here!”

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✩ ★ ✩ ― The new world has just begun and PETER PARKER is here to embrace it. Civilians have seen SPIDER-MAN running with N/A. He is TWENTY TWO and WAS slain by Thanos. He has been defined as RIGHTEOUS AND KIND by admirers and GUILTY AND SHORT TEMPERED by critics. How will he fair after the war has ended? (Keith Powers/cis-male/he/him) (Ali/21/she/her/pst)

My Peter Parker is a little bit more based on the comics/TASM. 

Peter was raised by his aunt and uncle, May and Ben, after his parents died. He was bitten by a spider when he was a young teen, got his powers and kinda rejected them until Uncle Ben got killed in front of him. Feeling insanely guilty, Peter donned the guise of Spider-Man and began vigilante work, trying to keep New York safe. 

He’s been Spider-Man for a loooong time now and while he works with the Avengers occasionally, Peter’s always been focused primarily on keeping New York safe. He feels like it’s his responsibility and he takes it seriously! It’s just about the only thing he takes seriously. 

He was a genius in high school, excelled at science, despite the whole ‘crime fighter’ by night deal. Because of that, he’s on scholarship at NYU, but since he has Spider-Man, his grades tend to swing pretty radically depending on what villain is around.

When Thanos appeared and Peter went to help fight the mad titan. He went with Iron Man like in the movies and it was there that he was snapped. Now, five years later, Peter helped to defeat Thanos once he was brought back. 

He’s super shaken that he died and he takes Spider-Man’s responsibility even more seriously now. There’s a serious problem in the world! People keep dying! Billions died! 

 He returned to NYU and again, his grades swing a lot. Like him in the suit. Despite being shaken and disturbed, Peter won’t talk about how he feels about having died at all. Ever. To anyone. He just keeps making jokes. 

Similarly, Peter has some ~anger issues, and they’re getting a little worse since he’s repressing. I’d really like to explore Peter opening up to people and working on teams. He acts like he alone but he ain’t! Make him bond with people please.