#▎「 arxnexe.

[spidersiren]

❝ i've had worse injuries than this. ❞ says @arxnexe.

❝ congrats. ❞ tone drawl'd, lorelai ignores his brush off, returns it with one of her own. match met, perhaps, menace to menace. she continues pouring rubbing alcohol on the gauze, the scent of it making her nose wrinkle. ❝ i simply do not care. sit. ❞

she doesn't mind blood, but it isn't her favorite. there's a slight, mostly unnoticeable tremble to her fingers. foolish spider of the sea, sometimes you are just a girl. lorelai rolls her eyes. ❝ you're bleeding on my floor. ❞

[batcrested]

"Not to be Captain Obvious but that really doesn't look good. Is that normal for you in Queens? It ain't normal back in Gotham." Red Robin motion toward the distance where greenish smoke began rising from a large skyscraper building. "Isn't that one of the mega corporation buildings? Where's the fire department at?"

@arxnexe liked for a starter!

[bledf1rst]

" let's not jump to conclusions! " mark says, probably a tad too loudly considering their proximity, fumbling hands reaching over to ADD to the increasing pressure atop spider-man's hands. he's just a guy- the irrational, slightly hysterical part of his brain screams, seeing his mask-flattened hair and his eyes and spider-man had always seemed so LARGER THAN LIFE before and mark's fingers are wet with red, heightened senses picking up his lethargic heartrate, and he begs himself to just. get his shit together so spider-man doesn't literally die under him. they've been lucky enough that no one's walked in with him unmasked, but he's thinking that might not last so long.

" sorry, " he says, suddenly, " i'm- kind of freaking out, " it should be pretty obvious that he has absolutely no clue what he's doing, but he's mark grayson, INVINCIBLE, and he's not gonna just let this happen if he can help it, " is there- someone you trust? that i can take you to? i can fly you there, like, really, really fast but breaking the sound barrier might aggravate your wound, " he chews his lip and unceremoniously attempts to peel him away from the ground, hand under his knees and arm braced across his back, " i- also have someone, but. uh. she won't be very happy to see us if we show up covered in blood. "

continued, @arxnexe

[crowbared]

@arxnexe --- 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 .

" god . . . you're disgusting "

[hoodedmenace]

" And that's when I knew . . . they weren't into me because I'm Spider Man, it's because I always picked up the best food for on the go!" (;; help idk what this is but hi!! )

"Oh my fucking christ."

Coming to New York was a mistake. It's always a mistake, mostly because it's like Gotham, but uppity, and the parts that aren't uppity are nearly as bad as the parts of Gotham that no one likes to look at. And there's that really ugly tower in midtown with a giant A on it that's apparently gone defunct or something. And it smells worse here, something about the gridlocking.

Oh, and the fact that, for some reason, there's a cape for every fucking neighborhood, which is just not normal, and a gross waste of resources, and he's pretty sure he's being chased by one of those resources right now under pretense of—what? Acting shady? Being suspicious? Sure. Maybe. He'd tried to drop out of sight and instead found himself with a tail, so maybe that makes him shady. He just needs to circle back around to the Seaport. That's all he needs to do. That's all he wants to do, and instead, he's about to eat rooftop gravel, because he's caught his tail catching on to him—a very chatty tail, at that.

"Can you go find a water spout or something?" It's the dumbest thing he's ever said to another mask in his entire life, made that much more stupid by the way it sounds coming out of his helmet's vocoder. His boots touch down on a crumbling wall ledge, and he goes tipping forward to find flat footing, whirling around to track the blurred shape of a spandex-clad body hurtling towards him from... somewhere. "Drown? I'm in the middle of something. It's very important that you go the fuck away. Mission critical, actually."

[symbolhope]

"you   already   have   your   own   power.   and   what   matters,   is   that   you   have   been   doing   the   good   thing   with   them."   and   he   is   certain   the   other   is   as   strong   as   he   is   given   if   either   of   them   stop   pulling   their   punches   in   a   fight.   the   only   time   he   had   been   able   to   release   his   full   strength   had   been   fighting   his   own   kind   and   doomsday   and   even   then,   he   always   holds   back.   "you   don't   need   mine.   you   are   doing   your   own   thing."

@arxnexe asked: “  i  wish  i  had  your  power.  ” ** sentence  starters  for  powered  muses.

[wilczmin]

@arxnexe  .    ’  it  seemed  harmless  at  the  time  .    ’  //  please  help  this  idiot  //

with  a  long  groan  ,    geralt  shut  his  fingers  around  the  length  of  the  gauze  ,    yanking  it  tightly  .    for  now  ,    that  would  staunch  the  bleeding  .    he  hoped  ,    anyways        non-mutants  that were not witchers were  not  nearly  as  resilient  with  their  blood  clots  as  those  like  he  were  .        ❛        can  you  tell  now  that  it  wasn’t  harmless  ?        ❜        impatience  made  his  words  snappish  ,    growled  out  with  curled  lip  .    he  felt  his  lip  catch  ,    and  calmed  himself  ,    drawing  in  a  breath  and  letting  it  back  out  slowly  .    his  knee  hurt  badly  ,    and  he  was  tired  .    none  of  this  contributed  positively  to  his  mood  .

❛        sorry  .        ❜        deliberately  ,    the  witcher  leaned  back  ,    using  his  arms  to  hoist  himself  back  a  good  foot  and  settling  himself  down  where  he  could  watch  peter  in  case  he  needed  any  more  patching  up  .        ❛        just  need  to  know  when  to  use  your  brain  .    half  a  minute  later  ,    and  you  wouldn't  have  been  so  lucky  .        ❜        it  was  odd  ,    though  not  uncommon  ,    for  geralt  to  see  others  making  decisions  in  the  midst  of  a  fight  that  he  never  would  .    sometimes  he  had  to  remind  himself  that  others  fought  differently  .

and  that  meant  they  were  more  likely  to  get  in  his  way  .

by  now  ,    the  rumbling  ground  had  calmed  .    wherever  the  creature  had  gone  was  beyond  geralt  ,    save  for  its  direction  .    he  didn't  want  to  meet  it  again  in  this  shape  ,    so  ,    slowly  ,    he  stood  on  his  better  leg  ,    limping  to  peter        all  the  while  cursing  beneath  his  breath        and  offering  a  hand  out  .        ❛        should  go  ,    before  everything  else  gets  curious  .        ❜

▬ *  sentence prompts !            𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 .

[spinxeret]

+ @arxnexe asked: “I know you were just crying. Your eyes are still puffy.”

+" I DON'T know what you're talking about . " Shaking her head , Mary Jane knew that her ACTING abilities weren't going to be able to GET her out of this one . This party had been the ABSOLUTE worst thing she'd ever attended . And to TOP it all off ? Learning that her scenes had been CUT from the final product ? What exactly was the POINT of even being here to begin with ? Stepping out into the ALLEY had been the best exit she could give , rather than STORMING out which she had likely every RIGHT to do .

Running into someone CLEARLY not on the guest list ? Now that was something she hadn't planned on .

" I'm FINE . Nothing in the whole WORLD phases lil ol' Mary Jane. "

[spxtr]

scowling, he didn't say any of that to become friends with this person, he knew who he was and truthfully, marc wasn't all that impressed. spider-man while he is helpful, also was a walking disaster from what he's seen. ❛ whatever ... you can help me, just ... don't mess around, alright ? ❜

❛ WHOA . . . firstly ; COOL name, we should TOTALLY be friends. Secondly, does that mean you're not going to let me HELP you, orrrr? ❜

[venbyte]

if you were a deity, what would you be the god of ?

winter and death. you’re known for your self-discipline and rigidity. although you may be perceived as cold and intimidating by those who don’t directly worship you, you’re actually quite fair and polite. your followers pray to you for a safe winter and peaceful death.

tagged by: @arachstar <3 tagging: @fangsnap, @thorrncrowned, @sambaranha, @lyrates, @redhead-reporter, @hailmarymachine, @maegicks, @arxnexe and anyone else who wants to do it <3

[goldauric]

@arxnexe cont. i will pay you to watch my apartment

          “I’m sorry, are you gonna complain about the easiest gig in the world? I’d be paying you to watch a cat and fake cactus. And to make sure my evil ex doesn’t break into my apartment. But mostly! The cat and cactus part, you need to keep them away from each other.”

[bledf1rst]

what is your throne made of?

GLASS.

the leader who sits on a throne of glass values honesty and integrity. they rule their kingdom democratically and will uphold justice at any cost. their intelligence and perception is unrivalled in any of the surrounding lands. they will always be transparent with their views and be true to their people and what they stand for. however, it is unwise to lie to a ruler of glass - they can see right through any deception and believe dishonesty to be the most severe of crimes.

tagged by : @nightcrobat ( tim's result has brought me to my knees tysm ) tagging : @thanatologies / @exghul / @memorao / @knightnoir / @strongenough / @sunsymbols / @atomiism / @dctrreids / @arxnexe AND FOLKS ON THE DASH!!!! lemme see lemme see

[druglcrd-arc]

︻╦╤─  @arxnexe ❘❘ 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡

❝ So, the whole wall climbing thing, is it the gloves? Are you sticky? ❞

[eggsyarchived]

❛    teach me how to fight ,  yeah   ?    ❜    suggestion ,  accompanied by a light nudge ,  shoulder - to - shoulder .   self - defense might be a skill that comes in handy ,  when running ain't an option .

@arxnexe    /    s.

[imuplses]

@arxnexe cont. x

&&LIGHTSPEED  Oof. He hadn’t even considered that the other could even possibly be still asleep. It was like eight am after all and time was a tickin’. He frowned a little sheepishly as he watched Peter shift in his bedsheets holding the tall stack of pancakes he’d made for him with both hands, “I uh. Just thought you might want some breakfast.” even as he spoke his voice was a whisper, feet light as he started to tip toe out of the room, “Sorry. I’ll let you catch up on the ole’ winks.”

[bcywonder]

dick has to fully pause, let spider-man wiggle around like he's trying to physically separate himself from the needle. fat chance. once he's stilled, again, dick continues, shaking his head.

a small smile curls his lips, suggesting that he's not as annoyed as someone else might be at this. he's got brothers, after all.

❛ anyone ever told you how dramatic you are? ❜ he starts on another neat stitch, forehead wrinkled in concentration. ❛ seriously, you could go into acting. really sell the experience of it all. ❜

stop squirming! you're going to be fine!

MEME // OPEN // @bcywonder

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HISSING , squirming, SQUEALING , borderline BEGGING; that is exactly what the arachnid was doing. A thread and needle weaving into a GASH so deep, that Peter was ( YEARNING ) for death. Eyes watering, BISTER hues ( pleading ) with might. NAILS ( clawing ) at the remnants of the chair ; a TIGER bellowing in between.

" I don't think I'm gonna make it doc ... OW... OW... OW... OUCH!!! OKAY, OKAY !! Time out ( COACH )! DAMN, that freaking HURTS. I never thought I'd say this but ... I could really use a DRINK ... annddd maybe an ice cream after.. "