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GUIDE Indie Peter Parker / Spider-Man. (TASM default) VARIOUS CANON . Heavy Canon divergence . Narrated by SAM.

[epheemere-gone]

sb: mentions shipping

me, a mutual who has never interacted: 

[webhaed]

:// Guess who's back bitches. For good.

A lot has happened over the years I've been in and outta here honestly. I lost one of my dogs, lost my home and job of 4 years, a shitty (coughCHEATINGcough) situation I finally got out of and a lot of life lessons learned this year alone. Finally now in the most safest, warm safe space I could be in thanks to an older sibling. Thus my return here to pass time while I FINALLY finish school and get the life I deserve for my self and my remaining puppy girl Luci.

So, this blog is OLD, a lotta memories, a lotta junk from my younger self. It's gonna be going through some major clean up and re-curating.

If anyone wants to stay for the ride, please do let me know you're here ! I have a new Discord I will hand out to those who ask for it. I've grown a lot more as well, so bullshit is highly IGNORED here too. Idk what the hell has been going on with tumblr but best believe it won't slide. Other than that, I'm here to enjoy an old friendly comfort character and safe space.

If anything, feel free to LIKE THIS POST IF YOU WISH TO REMAIN MUTUALS, INTERACT OR WANT ME TO FOLLOW BACK.

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[webhaed]

@taleswritten​​

@prosewrote​ sent  ☾ / Peter for Billy ! 

send a ☾ and i will generate a number for what my muse says to yours.

❝ i know i don’t deserve it;  but stay with me a minute i swear i’ll make it worth it. ❞

“What’dya WANT Billy ?” 

Peter was TIRED after the past week he’s had; being part of the new addition of new students and already being out casted as the weird, quiet boy with a penchant for hoodies and Converse sneakers as his only main attire. He’s learned some of the kids names but DEFINITELY kept in mind the ones of those who either PISS him off or emit bully and danger vibes from. All of which the boy standing in front of him check off fully.

He was convinced by Jonathan to join him and some of his friends to the pool today; while they swam and laughed Peter stuck to himself by the edge with his feet in the water, a small paperback in hand as he soaked in the sun instead. He had heard the other boy approach him but didn’t bother to look up from his book until he spoke. Why was Billy being semi friendly right now ? Last time they interacted Peter was shoved HARD into the lockers just because he defended some one else from Billy. 

“Last time we talked you called me an F-word before trying to shove me into a damn locker. You sure you wanna be SEEN talking with someone like me ?”

[webhaed]

twxcesaved​:

+ @spiidcr liked for a TASM starter ! 

+ “ I really don’t know what to say. How long…how long has this been going on ? “

“Since I was 16 years old. And here we are barely two years out of school anyway so, it hasn’t been that LONG.” 

It was HIS slip up, he’s been pulling all nighter’s for the past week, he should’ve known better than to hang out with MJ while this loopy. She had almost spilled hot tomato sauce on her hand when they were cooking together and his first instinct was to WEB her hand out of the way to prevent injury. He even looked at her confused at HER confusion before realizing what he had done. No use crying over spilt web fluid; he apologized for the mess and sat her down to explain everything. He gave her a sheepish smile before pointing at her hand.

“By the way, that’ll dissolve in like, fifteen more minutes . . Sorry about that.”

[tankaramo]

ao3:

me:

[incorrect-assvengers]

Tony: My policy is if you see something, say something.

Peter: I saw a frog on the bus yesterday.

Tony: Outstanding. This is what I’m talking about, people.

[webhaed]

iinventor​:

He  should  have  figured  Peter  hadn’t  just  shown  up  again  to  ask  him  about  bacon  and  straighteners,  though  that  probably  have  been  a  more  interesting  than  fixing  yet  another  web  shooter.  It  had  to  be  at  least  once  every  two  weeks  at  this  point  surely,  perhaps  not  with  this  Peter  but  his  own.  “  I  was  hoping  you  were  gonna  give  me  something  more  challenging. ”  Tony  took  the  remains  of  the  web  shooter  and  looked  it  over,  nose  wrinkled.   “ It  is  different  from  my  Peter’s.  It’ll  be  fun. ” 

The  real  challenge  was  finding  a  way  to  get  Peter  back  to  his  timeline  where  he  belonged.  It  wouldn’t  be  so  bad  if  he  got  stuck  here,  Tony  enjoyed  his  company  but  he  didn’t  belong  here.  “ Stop  giving  me  puppy  eyes,  I’m  helping  you   already. ”   His  eyes  rolled  and  he  stood  to  his  feet.   

“ Doctor  Strange  was  fighting  a  half  goop  half  octopus?  How’d  that  go?  Please  tell  me  he  got  covered  in  slime  as  well.  It’s  the  least  that  man  deserves. ”  A  smirk  tugged  at  the  corner  of  his  mouth  and  he  set  the  web  shooter  down  onto  the  table.  “ I’m  probably  going  to  have  to  make  a  new  one,  this  thing  is  next  to  useful.  Got  any  upgrades  in  mind? ”

Unfortunately  for  him  he  needed  to  see  Strange  if  he  were  to  ever  stand  a  chance  at  getting  Peter  back  to  his  rightful  timeline,  but  for  now  he  was  holding  off  on  that  -  more  specifically  because  he  saw  Strange  roll  his  eyes  one  more  time  the  pair  were  going  to  butt  heads.

If Peter had a tail it’d be wagging at this point when he smiled big, following the older man to his work table without another word. He enjoyed these times; not on patrol in a New York that wasn’t his or being interrogated by said wizard guy on how he got here in the first place. He’s still not sure, all he remembers was a bright flash of blue light and suddenly he was thrown through several colorful sceneries before landing here. Everyone seemed nice enough, if a bit bothered, but TONY. He was the only one who seemed he could tolerate Peter’s antics and personality. Which makes sense, since Peter found out about his younger self finally being discovered by the man. Tony made him feel welcomed and just for that little bit Peter was grateful; standing close by as he watched Tony handle the pitiful remains of his web shooters. He thinks back to his own ideas for a moment before registering Tony’s question, grinning and nodding.

“Oh yeah, he actually got SWALLOWED by the thing, had to magically cut himself free from it too. Of course when he was out he just --” he gestures his hands up and down his body “ -- made the stuff disappear. I had to BEG him to do the same for me because I had no other clothes with me other than the suit.” 

He sits himself on a stool next to Tony, swaying himself side to side as he focused on the man working. He clicks his tongue and hums in thought, brows furrowing, head turning to the side. Didn’t he want taser webs at one point ? He sits straighter, still twisting in his seat as he shrugs, small smile on his thin lips. 

“I’m not sure -- wanna surprise me ? I mean there was a point in time I wanted to upgrade the webs themselves but I’ve grown used to them as is for so long . . Maybe lets make them more discreet ? My shooters are like bulky bracelets and I saw your suit was nanotech . .” he gives Tony a toothy smile before chuckling. It WOULD be very cool to have his web shooters on more often then having to scramble to get them on mid fight. He would beg or a suit like Tony’s later on IF he was still here by then. He kinda hopes he will, he was staring to like it here. And by here, he mainly means Tony’s presence. Hey, he didn’t have a Tony back in his reality, okay ? So sue him.

[rpsourcedmemes]

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[evanzski]

Instead of working on my midterm essays and my master’s thesis, I made this. I’m not totally certain where this ship came from, because I’ve never really been a “SpiderWitch” shipper, but I’ve been thinking about this pairing for the past weeks and had to get it out of my system.

[webhaed]

gwynblcidd​:

@webhaed​ sent    ❛  i’m  behaving  myself .  ❜ / from witcher!Peter !

An eyebrow arches at the Viper Witcher and Geralt gives out a small huff of amusement. Behaving himself? Somehow, Geralt doesn’t exactly believe him. Both of them tend to not know how to behave themselves from time to time. 

Geralt doesn’t know how to not get involved in matters that shouldn’t involve him but he can never sit idly by while someone is getting hurt or bein harassed. “What did you do?” If Peter is already telling him he’s behaving, Geralt assumes he’s up to something, or has done something.

Before Peter had entered the tavern he had heard a scuffle and a high pitched squeak just to the side of the building. Now he wasn’t one for imposing on matter’s that didn’t involve him . . USUALLY, but when he peered around and saw a man holding his hand over a small woman’s mouth to keep her from making noise, he wasn’t about to let that turn into something ELSE. Without hesitation he had sprung into action by kicking out his foot toward the man’s back knee, making him buckle and tumble down, trying to take the woman with him. Peter was quick to grab the woman by the underarms to keep her upright, trying to calm her down as he pulled them away from the man. She’s frantically begging him not to hurt her, which in turn makes Peter frown in slight hurt. He let’s her go immediately once he deems her able to stand herself; he reassures her he just wanted to get the other off her, watching with controlled expression as she nods, unsure of his intentions still. 

She thanks him quickly and scurries away, leaving Peter to grab the man by the scruff when he tries running at the woman, neatly catching any throws the human tries to give him. Peter ignores all insults, dragging him further into the public square before manhandling him to the ground. He was about to SCOLD the man, when he receives a shot of spit to his cheek. Passersby either slow or fully stop to stare at the pair of them, while vibrant green eyes stare down at the man, Peter’s lips thinning into an angry line. Each second that passes by, the human FINALLY seems to realize what mistake he’s made, but tries for bravado anyway. 

Peter decides to shut that down right away with a firm STOMP to the mans leg, smirking at the rather satisfying CRACK he could both feel and hear alongside with the mans screams of pain. He then begins stepping away, walking into the tavern to meet with his fellow Witcher companion finally, calling over his shoulder for one last remark. “Try taking anyone now you fuck, enjoy TRYING to heal that.” 

He ignores the aftermath and strides in relaxed, spotting white hair and quickening his pace to meet up with Geralt. He immediately assures his innocence, ordering a drink for himself via a LOVELY looking lady who giggles softly at his wink. He then stares at Geralt with big eyes, smiling and shaking his head gently, wavy locks dancing with the movement. 

“What makes you think I did anything honey ? I barely just got here.” No, he does not acknowledge the young girl running in asking if there was any healer in the vicinity. He only smiles wider, SWEETER.

[webhaed]

OPEN. | @zephyr-iffic​  — "Yes, I did beat him up and I will not apologize."

“Never said you had to Z, honestly he deserved it for talking to you that way.” 

Peter was still adjusting to the impromptu show’s Zephyr sometimes did in public, enjoying them nonetheless however. Z was so good at them and often loved seeing how the kids and teenager’s would react to his illusions. But that one older guy didn’t need to state his nasty opinion to Zephyr OR try and get aggressive. Honestly even Peter was tempted to show him his own medicine but it looked as though the other beat him to it. 

“Are you okay though ? He didn’t hurt you did he ?”

[lilithmemes]

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓   :   𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒.

i’ve  gathered  all  of  these  from   pinterest   ,   therefore  i  don’t  take  credit  for  any  of  these   &   they  will   only   be  used  in  the  purpose  of  role - playing.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  you  feel  it  to  be  necessary   &   remember  to  reblog  from  the  source  if  you  aren’t  going  to  send  something  in  to  the  person  who  reblogged  this.

❛   i’ll  cum  inside  your  pretty  little  mouth   &   you’re  gonna  swallow  every  drop.   ❜

❛   i  want  to  take  hold  of  your  hair   &   push  your  face  down  on  the  floor  while  i  fuck  you  from  behind.   ❜

❛   literally   ,   come  here  so  i  can  cover  you  in  bite  marks   &   hear  you  moan  uncontrollably.   ❜

❛   you’re  especially  gorgeous  when  i  look  up  from  between  your  legs.   ❜

❛   i’ll  fuck  you  like  a  dirty  little  slut   &   take  care  of  you  like  the  lovely  princess  you  are.   ❜

❛   the  only  sport  i  play  is  sucking  dick.   ❜

❛   wake  up   ,   i  wanna  suck  your  dick.   ❜

❛   i’m  gonna  touch  you  under  the  dinner  table.   ❜

❛   you  look  so  good  but  imagine  how  good  you’d  look  with  my  fingers  inside  of  you.   ❜

❛   i  want  to  hear  you  beg  for  me   ,   baby.   ❜

❛   you’re  so  fucking  physically   &   mentally  attractive  at  the  same  time   ,   that’s  why  i’m  so  crazy  about  you.   ❜

❛   i’ll  make  you  blush  while  riding  my  face.   ❜

❛   i  wanna  choke  you  while  i  slip  my  fingers  inside  of  you.   ❜

❛   i  wanna  bend  you  over  a  table.   ❜

❛   i’m  always  in  the  mood  for  you.   ❜

❛   tell  me  how  you  want  me  to  fuck  you.   ❜

❛   i  want  you  to  fuck  me  so  hard  i  have  to  bite  the  bed  sheets  to  stop  me  from  screaming  your  name.  ❜

❛   let  my  tongue  explain  how  bad  i  crave  you.   ❜

❛   touch  yourself   &   think  about  me.   ❜

❛   i’d  have  you  up  against  the  wall  with  one  hand  around  your  throat   &   the  other  down  your  pants  in  no  time.   ❜

❛   i  wanna  get  underneath  the  table   &   make  it  hard  for  you  to  talk.   ❜

❛   when  i  saw  you   ,    i  knew  i  wanted  to  fuck  you  till  you  screamed  but  at  the  same  time  i  knew  you  were  the  one  i  wanted  to  hold  gently  in  my  arms   &   protect  you  from  anything   &   give  you  everything   ,   because  you  deserve  the  world.   ❜

❛   let  me  fuck  the  stress  out  of  you.   ❜

❛   you  look  so  innocent   &   i  know  you’re  not   &   that  gets  me  weak  as  fuck.   ❜

❛   your  thighs  make  me  want  to  sin.   ❜

❛   kind  wanna  take  you  out  for  dinner.   kind  of  want  you  to  be  my  dinner.   ❜

❛   you’re  wonderful   ,   let  me  fuck  you  in  front  of  a  mirror.   ❜

❛   i’m  gonna  fuck  you  so  hard  that  after   ,   your  legs  won’t  be  shaking  for  just  ten  minutes …   they’ll  be  fucking  numb.   ❜

❛   you’re  so  cute  i  could  just  eat  you  out.   ❜

[webhaed]

gwynblcidd​:

@webhaed​ sent ❝  i see every mark as something to be proud of,  proof of all i survived.  ❞

“That is exactly how you should see it.” Geralt says, looking up from his task of sharpening his sword to look over at the other Witcher he’s been traveling with. How they got on the subject of scars, he’s not sure, but he doesn’t mind it. “I have quite a few myself.”

Peter chuckles softly, peering up at his companion from under dirty brown bangs, hands habitually sliding the stone along his own blade before setting them down. He absentmindedly rubs at the scar near his clavicle, the bumps of the marred skin reminding him of his earlier days, how much fear he actually had in that moments battle. He then thinks to the hidden larger scar beneath his shirt cutting across his back. He was BOUND to gain more as he continued to live and he would be just as proud of those too, no matter the opinions of other’s. Geralt understood and Peter was was grateful. 

He set’s his things away and groans softly as he leans back to lie down, green eyes scanning the evenings sky of stars barely beginning to twinkle alive for the night. He smiles softly to himself; he likes how Geralt doesn’t seem to mind greatly Peter’s habit of randomly spoken thoughts. 

“I’ll bet you do, the great White Wolf. I always did enjoy that bard’s musical tales of you, even if he twists some things for better story telling. . .Tell me, if you were given the chance to be human, would you take it ? A simple enough life, no monster killing or berating. Just, LIVING.”

Peter idolizing the idea, but in truth, he was GOOD at this. He liked helping where he could. He believes he’d do this even if he were a mere weak human young man.

[webhaed]

zephyr-iffic​:

Coming to New York was honestly the last thing Zephyr thought he would do. Places like this made him feel like he would just get lost one day and never be found. He was still debating if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but hey, at least there was a coffee place incredibly close to his apartment. Black painted nails drummed on the wallet case of his phone as he waited in line, dark eyes scanning the room for…well, anything really. He wasn’t exactly comfortable in this new city yet.

As he turned to leave, a stranger bumped into him, causing his coffee to spill a bit. He inhaled as the hot liquid moved ever closer to his skin, whispering “Dleihs” just before it collided. A shimmering blue cloud of energy deflected the coffee, with Zephyr shrugging off and using a napkin to hide the magic and wipe the coffee away with some trained sleight of hand. Thankfully, he was quick enough to do so as the other was looking for napkins.

“Oh, no worries, I’ve got it. It happens.” He replied, turning on whatever remained of his former stage presence with a friendly smile.

He’s still handing the other male more napkins just in case, almost missing the call for his own order. He begs the stranger to wait just a moment as he goes to grab his coffee real quick, slightly huffing at the misspell of his name; Peet, really ? He swerves around the next irritated customer and smiles sheepishly at the other, both moving to the side for more room. He feel’s so bad, feeling fading only once brown eyes scanned for possible injury on the guy, finding there were none. He nod’s over to two empty stool seats near the window, taking a step toward them. 

“Care to join me ? At the very least so I can apologize properly without us getting bulldozed over by the lunch hour rush herd.” He chuckles, teeth worrying his bottom lip in habit. 

He can feel the faint TINGLE of his Spidey sense kicking up but he ignores it for now. Caffeine tended to heighten it at times, ears and eyes on alert just in case however. But it was only him, the young gentleman before him and the bustle of the shop. Nothing to worry about YET. 

[dominant-dominion]

Men who will fuck you until you can’t walk but then will give you a piggy back ride to the shower.

[needsmorememes]

‘Something's Wrong’ Sentence Starters

Something’s Wrong With My Muse

“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”

“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”

“Hang on, I got you.”

“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”

“We should get that looked at.”

“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”

“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”

“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”

“Oooooo. That looks painful.”

“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”

“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”

“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”

“You stopped breathing.”

“Oh look, it’s alive.”

“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”

“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”

“What happened to your leg?!”

“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”

“Here’s some ice for that.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Yeesh, you look like shit.”

“Wait, you were mugged?!”

“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”

“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”

“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”

“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”

“I thought you were dead!”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”

“Can you walk on your own?”

“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

Something’s Wrong With Your Muse

“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”

“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”

“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”

“You thought I was dead?”

“Do you think I have a concussion?”

“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”

“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”

“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”

“I just got mugged!”

“Do I look as bad as I feel?”

“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”

“Thank you, by the way.”

“I think my leg is broken.”

“I can’t feel my arm.”

“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”

“I’m not dead yet!”

“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”

“Are you really trying to help?”

“Please help me.”

“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”

“I think I need to get this looked at.”

“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”

“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”

“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Please help me stay awake.”

“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”

“Sorry - did I scare you?”

“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”

“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”

“I stopped breathing?”

Note: Revamp of an older sentence starter post found here.

[webhaed]

:// Alrighty ya’ll, it’s 3AM my side and I got a closing shift tomorrow ! I’ma hit the hay BUT ! 

Hit the HEART for a random starter from Petey ! 

PLEASE SPECIFY MUSE IF A MULTI !  Verses and length will vary, as I write both T.ASM & M.CU Pete as well. ~ If you have preference, please let a tired boi know <3