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Q:   why are you hanging from the kitchen ceiling, exactly?

[ ... an inquiry from: PIETRO MAXIMOFF ] ft. @hellspeed​.

HE’S NOT ENTIRELY CERTAIN as to why he finds himself on the ceiling, either. there’s something about the aperture of thoughts that relents to the fact that he’s upside down, the brain is filled with the excess of blood, but that’s a habit that he’s learned to evolve somehow. perhaps there’s another extent to his abilities, the anomalies embedded into his veins something that he has yet to fully comprehend. still, he’s not supposed to be hanging from the ceiling in the presence of someone else, especially when it’s not his kitchen. so, he sheepishly somersaults back to the ground, a hand rubbing the nape of his neck. the avengers headquarter is quiet at this hour of the morning, true, but he surely couldn’t foresee the presence of the quicksilver in advance. thus, the gaffe.

“i guess it helps me think,” he says, slightly unsure in his own words as he shifts from foot to foot, weight vacillating. he looks at pietro with a hint of awkwardness still lingering fresh. after all, did not think that anyone would actually come to the kitchen at this hour. 5am is pretty early, but he’s been having a lot of thoughts these days, and his body seems to need less and less sleep than it did when he was entirely human. “out of habit. sorry, wasn’t the best sight... without explanation.” a shrug, then, although he looks away to evade the sense of further judgment, if any. “it’s early, too, so i didn’t think anyone would see. heh.” a grin, still ashamed. “can’t sleep? or just an early bird? coffee?” he asks, drawing close to the percolator in which he’s been roasting the coffee. after all, that’s his lifeline right there—caffeine is one thing that any engineer student would gladly receive, specifically when exams dawn on them. not that he’s extremely studious in the first place, but the addiction perhaps propels him out of habitual force, too.

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[ ... prompt: HOW BIG IS THE GAP BETWEEN THE RICH AND THE POOR? ] from the #RPCDEV microchallenge.

HAVING BEEN BORN WITH A GILDED SPOON in his mouth, before being adopted by a family that owns an enormous industrial material development company, peter grew up in manhattan, not knowing much about the layered society initially. as a child, he was pampered with the most lavish items and services in life, every aspect of his surroundings polished down to a t until he was about six years old, when his conscience was tugged by the way the servants in the apartment, albeit older than he was, acted so differently towards him. cared with the utmost respect, peter started realising the disparity within that age, and sometimes he started bringing some excess meals home to share with the servants. his mother, who had always been conducting a lot of charity acts, approved of that tremendously, letting peter share his riches with the poorer ones on his seventh birthday, knowing fully well that the boy was meant to have a big heart. and a big heart he does have, until today, in memory of his mother who helped foster it.

growing up surrounded by the insanely rich people, attending a private school alongside the richest kids in the world, sometimes engraves a sense of discomfort in him. he still does charities during special occasions, but with his mother’s passing, sometimes it proves to be difficult. still, he learns to save up his money, not being as spendthrift as his so-called friends, trying to remain humble even when he’s guilty with savouring the lifestyle still, mostly to evade being too suspicious. as spiderman, though, he has always left something on doorsteps, as well as for the homeless. he patrols almost daily for the sake of the poorer ones as well, even when the primary objectives are propelled by the sense of justice to deliver towards the criminals. still, he tries not to condemn those who commit crimes based on necessities, even when he would still try to deliver fairness towards the crimes. in spite of having all the means to share, he doesn’t share as much as he can to prevent from being too conspicuous with his wealth, especially since the wealth is still his father’s, and not his.

but still, in this case, the gap between the rich and the poor is gigantic. the juxtaposed portraits between the quixotic manhattan and other areas in new york, with the homeless residing on its streets... it makes him want to do more, always. his curbed ability to perform that has always etched a sense of regrets, but he promises himself that in the case he’s started working, he will do more to contribute towards their economic states. for now, nonetheless, he will do his best by proffering what acts of service that he can through being spiderman.

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[ ... incoming script for: ANTHONY STARK ] ft. @affcgato​.

TRYING TO RESTRAIN HIMSELF from being giddy has been proven futile. during his best days, he might be able to react accordingly, perhaps—years and years of being trained to act properly in front of the opulent audience has always proven its fruits, but this time... well, no, just as any other times, he’s with the tony stark himself, so peter tries not to flail... too much. at least not too much. he’s always been in awe of what the man can do, of course, so this is of no exceptions. when he’s summoned to the tower, he can only imagine that he might be in trouble for the last few dangerous missions that he went to, but when tony invites him to the chamber private enough, showing him the latest development of the spiderman suit, he cannot help but grinning so widely his cheeks hurt.

“wow,” he starts as he enters the room, farther from the door, closer to the suit. “wow. mr. stark, this is just...” he trails off, looking at tony with a look that can only be described as flabbergasted. “this is incredible.” he knows by heart that the measures would fit him nicely, down to a t. but the golden lining, glinting underneath the lighting, reminds him of the iron man suit itself. “is it... is it really for me? you augmented it?” he asks again, even when it feels more rhetorical than not. of course, who else would it be for?

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a small STARTER CALL !   please like this for a short icon-based starter from PETER PARKER; might approach you for plotting a bit if no idea comes to mind. thank you. ✨

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[ ... incoming script for: WARREN WORTHINGTON III ] ft. @wingedwarren​​.

HE’S NOT ENTIRELY SURE if this is a good idea at all—his fake id has always passed the scan, for it’s one that he paid with quite a good amount of money. still, his presence here is uncalled for, almost, although he’d attribute this venture to the fact that he’s investigating for the sake of his alter ego. yet, even when he’s supposedly of age, he doesn’t feel at ease. it feels like this might be a step too risky for someone like him to go further, yet there’s no spider sense tingling, so for now... he would live with it.

he wanders closer to the bar, then, relenting to the inquisitiveness over the fight, but knows too well that he shouldn’t be too close. the fight is brutal at best, and he measures his own capabilities as he observes: the fighters are less human, more... of something else. the winged man that keeps the winning streak doesn’t seem like he has those wings for any detachable purposes, and the opponents themselves, they do not seem mortal. still, he cringes when he sees them electrocuted by the cage wires. when the applause erupts, he follows along. he is more than aware of the angel-like presence nearby him when he hunches over the bar, seated on the stool in a corner. “mm, yeah, just... one coke,” he says to the bartender. “diet coke.”

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[ ... ] WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT RESPONSIBILITY.

a selective and private indie roleplay account based on marvel cinematic universe   //   a loosely canon-inspired spiderman, as curated by rosé.

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as curated by rosé, xxix, gmt+, feminine pronouns. this is a selective and private indie roleplaying account loosely based on mcu’s spiderman—a mixture of both tom holland and andrew garfield’s verses, although the details are based on headcanons. he is an adopted korean-american, and the rest of the details revolve around the possibilities of his having an entirely different background and therefore personality, so i gain my fun from interpreting this deviance. he comes from and lives in manhattan, new york. this blog claims no affiliation with hwang hyunjin from stray kids. [ ... under heavy construction ! ]

this blog is mutuals-only, interactions ranging from short threads with icons to possible novellas. i will not format heavily out of laziness, but you do you. might alter some formatting to fit my blog. also, might not follow first but will check blogs for following back to save me the anxiety.

triggering contents might appear from time to time, tagged accordingly. i will tag what’s reasonable, but if you need something specific tagged as “tw ...” please do let me know. mature contents might be sparse, he’s big into intimacy but kid is young, therefore there will be no smut here.

that being said, out of comfort, i will only follow those aged eighteen and above considering my own age. a hag, i know. as for muses, i don’t mind roleplaying with those younger than said age as long as they’re not that young.

will not be sending passwords due to anxiety, but i’ll read what i need to read prior to following you. also, due to mental health i can be sporadic in activity, thank you for understanding in advance.

lastly, this character is fairly original, and is made purposefully to not resemble canon all that much. all i’m seeking is the probability of what could happen to him as a person, with the deviance from the background, while still being bitten by that radioactive spider, transforming him eventually into spiderman.

he is still inserted into the latest mcu franchises as the protagonist, but he might exhibit different set of personality. might not be as cheerful and expressive, but he’s trying his best™.

basic roleplaying etiquettes apply. i don’t practice reblog karma much, but it’s best to reblog from the source since it might clog my activity, and i will try doing the same. gif icons come from diamondgifs’ bundle, colouring done by gallifreypsd and halseycoloring.

[ ... ] TEMPORARY DOSSIERS. TRIGGER WARNING: spiders, internalised racism, mention of abortion, shooting, parental death.

he was conceived out of marriage by a young woman, impressionable at best. she was eighteen, and so was on her way to abortion when her cousin stopped her. this cousin eventually adopted the baby, naming him using her husband’s last name, taking him as their only son as she was proven infertile. he was very close to his mother, and her death a year ago after being caught in the crossfire of a mafia war eventually became what propelled him into devoting his life becoming spiderman.

his adoptive father is a wealthy man, and therefore, has no qualms in pampering his wife and son. he’s been living lavishly, but that’s not always an ending solution to everything in his life. it was clear that peter was adopted considering his father is white, causing speculations to spread like wildfire amidst those attending the same private school when he was a child. he was not bullied outright because of it, but the rumours were enough to instil discomfort, and embedded some kind of trauma.

which sent him to eventually always dyeing his hair since he was around thirteen, camouflaging the fact that he is fully korean to desist the rumours about his being adopted. he knows early on that he is, however, despite the absence of outright confirmation about it. he’s smart, has always been. intelligence way beyond his years, sometimes doing some leaps in his elementary and junior years, so he’s now twenty and in his fourth year of university in nyu, studying engineering to continue his father’s legacy in the material development industry.

was bitten by the radioactive spider when he was doing a study tour to a laboratory, during his second year of university. you know the rest of the story—tl;dr, he explored his new abilities, learning to control them in his confusion, designing the suit after gaining unsolicited entry into his father’s building. he webbed all cameras, yes. master of sneaking in and out at this point. as for other abilities, parkour has been made easier thanks to the extra agility. more profile on his abilities to come later.

loves photography, still, as well as dancing. lives alone in a studio apartment nearby his campus. has an ‘aunt may’ who loves him a lot, who happens to be none other than his regretful birth mother, but the truth has yet to be disclosed. turned out a certain tony stark had been paying attention to him, threatening mildly to tell his father about the ‘dangerous stunts’ he’d been doing. agreed to help out with the civil war situation. no, tony stark did not die in the event of endgame either.