#I think I've been too hard on Peter Coffin

[moby-dick-one-sentence-at-a-time]

Within are shabby shelves, ranged round with old decanters, bottles, flasks; and in those jaws of self destruction, like another cursed Jonah (by which name indeed they called him), bustles a little withered old man who, for their money, dearly sells the sailors deliriums and death.

1 billion notes and i free him

[golbrocklovely]

I really do not understand how people be acting sad about Kat new bf and saying that they miss Sam and Kat. I’m sorry but clearly their relationship wasn’t as happy as they wanted it to look like on social media and both of them deserve happiness. Especially Katrina. She wants someone who will settle down with her and spend some time with her and as much as Satrina was in cute, it was clear as day that Kat was not really happy with Sam being away most of the times and with his opinion on marriage (while it’s valid, cause it’s his choice, they were like on opposite end of stick). And ik that Sam included Katrina in many investigations, but please it’s not the same as just soending time together, alone, without cameras or yout bf best friend hanging around with you. I feel like Katrina finally found her second half in her new boyfriend and you should all be now happy for her and do not bring Sam I beg you. It has been a while since they broke up, Katrina moved on and is happy and Sam.. well he is on his own journey, figuring it out, clearly still lost. If you ask me I would say that if they would go back together they would just end up hurting each other again, because Sam still haven’t change much, he still didn’t found himself and Katrina still have the same priorities and same expectations.

i think when it comes to a lot of fandom stuff, not even just this, fans miss past times bc they're nostalgic. and i think that's how this fandom is for many things, including but not limited to sam and kat. they were together for eight years. that's basically all of snc's career to some degree. and most ppl are just used to them being a couple. so i think it's hard for a lot of ppl to wrap their heads around them not being together anymore, especially when it seemed like they were gonna go the distance.

but i also personally think you shouldn't be too upset at a relationship that you had no parts in. like yeah, be upset that that love is gone (bc that will always be sad, regardless of the couple) but… you gotta move on at some point.

idk if kat wants to settle down with anyone quite yet, but i think she wants to move on from her past and ryan seems willing to help with that lol but anyway i'm genuinely happy for her and i wish her the best in her relationship and her healing journey.

as for sam… i think the issue i've always sort of had with him is that he has peter pan syndrome and is terrified to grow up. and i think for him, marriage would have been the final nail in his youth coffin. do i think he dragged kat along? not necessarily. i think he thought he wanted marriage, but he was just hoping to push it off until the last second. but i think once colby got diagnosed with cancer, it opened his eyes and made him realize he just wasn't ready and keeping kat around until he was wasn't gonna help either of them in the long run. that's how you make resentment and bitterness fester.

i'm happy that they ended on relatively good terms. i wish fans would stop taking sides and just let both of them live. they seem to be figuring out what they want now. let them do so.

[romanromulus]

Adam, I've got a question to posit to you for fun about Peter and Mark based off something I've been discussing with another friend, just because I'm interested to hear what you think about it: You said before that you viewed Saw V as the death of Mark's humanity and how he might have had a chance at actually ending things for good if Peter had met him with kindess instead of suspicion (which I wholeheartedly agree with that analysis here.) But my friend and I were talking about a scenario in which like. Had Peter and Mark maybe had time to actually get to know each other for a bit before the events of IV, things might have gone differently. Specifically, that Mark might have left the pen for Peter to use in the water cube on purpose, because he actually wanted to give him a chance like he does with the coffin, instead of just leaving it there as an oversight like he does in canon. What do you think about that?

omg hi @macabre-angst! oooh this is a very very interesting question to me because it makes me spiral about rigg and Hoffman kinda.

okay it has been a little while since I’ve watched III and IV so I might be kind of off here but whatever. i feel like—based on the reveal that Hoffman set Amanda up—in IV Hoffman was really confident in that he was about to be rid of both Amanda AND John. Dead Lynn means dead John, and dead John means no more blackmail hanging over Hoffman’s head. Hoffman knew by the time he got out of his trap, he’d be free of John Kramer—and he was probably pretty jazzed about it. however, once again, Hoffman WANTS connection, he doesn’t want to be alone, so he positions rigg to be his new apprentice.

(I don’t remember if the saw IV test was still a John Kramer test or if it was entirely Hoffman’s creation, but either way, if Kramer had a hand in it, hoffman obviously floated rigg’s name)

Now we both know rigg fails his test. spectacularly. and Hoffman is PISSED about it. he’s visibly, furiously disappointed in rigg.

What is interesting to me is that rigg shares certain traits with Amanda—traits that SHOULD make Hoffman think twice about taking him on as an apprentice. Rigg and Amanda are both impulsive, they’re both emotional, and they both get way too involved with other people. they are passionate individuals. they come across that way pretty immediately.

you know who doesn’t come across that way at first? Strahm. for most of IV, Strahm is a pretty cool customer. he stays detached. clearly I headcanon Strahm as someone with anger issues, but in IV his anger doesn’t come to the surface until things get personal for him (Perez). It’s entirely possibly that Strahm is normally fairly level-headed, and that the grief of losing his partner simply causes him to express a level of rage that is out of character for him.

Okay so i’m arriving to my point, which is: Hoffman worked hard to get rid of Amanda, who he obviously thought of as a liability. why would he immediately try to saddle himself with another unstable element? he KNOWS he has to clean up rigg’s messes, he has literally already done so in the past AND then he nearly has to again right at the beginning of IV. i think hoffman only picks rigg for the test because he just has no other options (please make some non-work friends, Hoffman).

now, what if hoffman had just met someone who seemed ruthless, calm, analytical, and intelligent? someone he thought he could trust, someone he wouldn’t have to worry might lose their cool and get them caught?

what I think, my friend, is that if Hoffman and Strahm had gotten to know each other before saw IV, the water cube might not have ever even come into play. Hoffman might have decided to scrap his original plan.

He might have decided to test Strahm instead of Rigg.

[grimalkinmessor]

39 with starker and peperony

This ended up being interchangeable as both Starker and Irondad, which it shouldn't have with the enTIRE ASS PLAYLIST I ENDED UP MAKING IN ORDER TO WRITE IT, but I'm very sorry Anon. Both that it took so long and that's it's probably not what you meant :')

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Tony looked down at the damp ground and swallowed. The grassy was wet and muddy, and it smudged his shoes in earthy browns that would dry black over the shine once he got home. "...I can't do this anymore," He muttered, brow cinched in pain. "I can't--I can't keep fucking doing this, Peter."

There's nothing. Silence. Tense and awful and empty. Tony drew in a shuddering breath and clutched the small black chip in his palm to his chest, a temptation he could no longer give in to.

"I wanted something I shouldn't have, and like always, I did it anyway. But then it got out of control and now I'm starting to realize that it wasn't worth it. Nothing I could've done or said would've made it worth it."

More silence. It made Tony's skin prickle, watched and haunted. Peter had never been so quiet. Always loud and excited and as bright as the sun.

This silence felt like devastation.

Tony's hand clenched around the chip so hard it bit through his skin, blood sloughing slowly down his heart lines and dripping off his whitened knuckles.

"I...I don't know what else to say, kid," Tony laughed, looking up at last with tears in his eyes. His teeth grit. "What else am I supposed to say? That I didn't--that I'm sorry? I am, Peter. I am." He drew in a sharp, shaky breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

"You've become everything to me. I can't eat eat, I can't sleep, I can't even fucking breathe without thinking about you. You're my whole world, Peter," Tony laughed miserably. He loosened his grip on the chip and looked down at it. It was stained crimson. Tony swallowed. "But you can't be. You really, really can't be, kid. Because Morgan doesn't deserve that. Hell, Pepper doesn't deserve that. She's pulled me out of my head so many times now that I've lost count. God, she's perfect."

Tony squat down and pressed the chip into the mud until it disappeared beneath the muck, echoes of, "Hello, Mr. Stark!" ringing in his ears.

He hefted himself with a hand clasped on the cold granite stone in front of him. "She's dragged me out of so many messes. Pep's put so much work into me, and she deserves so much more than this." His bloodstained fingertips dug into the engraving, leaving crimson like kiss-prints. "She's gotten me through a lot...and she'll get me through this, too. I'm--God--I'm so sorry, Peter."

Tears finally spilled over, clumping dark lashes together like diamond cufflinks as they fluttered over damp cheeks. Tony slumped forward and wrapped his arms around the headstone in front of him, careless of his suit and whoever might see. He pressed his forehead to Peter's name and chuckled wretchedly. His breath hitched when, for a moment, the wind picked up and he swore he felt something--someone--clutch him back. Then the wind died, and it was gone.

Tony stared down at the dented space of dirt where he'd buried the chip (programmed and coded with a synthesized version of Peter's dialect, from his nervous stammering to his determined shouts) and he felt the urge to dig into the mud and rip it back from the earth rise up like bile in the back of his throat.

He choked it down.

"I loved you," Tony whispered, staring at nothing. "I loved you."

He stood, tearing himself away from the gravestone and turning his back on what he knew to be an empty coffin. It took all of the strength he didn't think he had. He steeled himself--

and walked away.

"But I love her more."

[andieperrie18]

The One That Got Away ( Peter Parker X Reader )

First, before you guys read this piece. Please do not kill me. I was so in the mood to write when I listened to Katy Perry. Forgeve meh my fellow Hollanders. I'll make it up to you guys. For now this all I can offer.

Peter. My best friend and my first love.

We knew each other since grade school. We always had each others back. He was a such a sweet boy. He didn't made it hard for me to fall inlove.

" Your staring at her again. " Ned said as I looked at Peter's direction. He was staring at her again. Ever since he saw her, she was the only thing that came out of his mouth.

" How can I not? She's so perfect. She's beautiful and smart. " Peter mumble as his eyes twinkled. The twinge of pain hit my chest like a bullet. I hate it when this happens. I hate how he could be so blind. But I can't seem to hate him.

" Why can't you just ignore him Y/n? " Michelle said as we sat inside the library. She's been my bestfriend eversince I entered Midtown School of Science and Technology. I started telling her my feelings for Peter for awhile now. She is constantly telling me to just ditch Peter so my feelings can disappear. It wasn't gonna be that easy.

I had been with Peter for a long time, I knew everything about Peter. I know what he eats, what he likes and what he tends to do as a habit.

I even know that his Spiderman.

" Mich, I can't just do that. " I said as I skim through my chemistry book and began highlighting some notes. I heard her sigh in frustration in front of me. " Why are you so nice?!" she grumbled as I just laughed and held her hand as the anger in her face disappeared and tightened her hold on my hand.

" Ok I'll let this slide one more time. But please, can you be selfish for once. Think about yourself. I just don't want to see you hurt. If you really like him just blurt it out already. " she said as she gave me a concerned look. She is right. Maybe I can change Peter's feeling. What he is feeling for Liz is just a crush. I can still change it.

" Ok, I'll tell him. " you said as you pulled away from Michelle's grasp and took your phone out.

To: PeterParkingLot 😂😁

Hey, are you free? Let's go eat out tonight. I got something to tell you. I'll wait for you at the park. See you at 5.

You pressed send as you looked at Michelle with determination.

Class ended and you immidiately dressed up as pretty as possible. Just a typical sleeveless shirt and buttoned down jeans. You look at your self in the mirror as you took a breath.

" You look beautiful sweet heart. " you heard someone said. You turned to see your grandmother. She was the only parent that you have in Queens. Your parents work abroad to provide money for you.

You smiled at her as she walked towards you and handed you a familiar cream colored envelope. Then it came to you. It was the love letter you made for Peter last school year that you failed to give. Your grandmother looked at you and held your hands and said.

" You can do it. This is it. "

You nodded and smiled at her. She was right. He needs to know. It was now or never.

You made your way to the park. You got there earlier than expected which was strange. When you and Peter would eat out, even if you were the one that asked out he would always be the first to arrive at the meeting spot.

" maybe he just want to finish the death star lego construction with Ned it was almost done anyway. " you said positively. You looked at your watch.

4:55 pm.

Five minutes more. He was just late.

An hour had past. It seemed like an eternity. The sky has started to darken. You looked at your watch.

6:56 pm.

His not coming.

" He'll come. His just patrolling Queens right now. " you said. With that you continued to wait.

At 7:30 you decided to make your way to his apartment. Maybe he was just busy doing homework and missed your text.

You looked up at the dark sky. And then you saw a figure swing buy. Two figures.

You followed it. As you got near it revealed more clearly who the two was.

It was Spider man and in his arms was . . . . . Liz.

You saw then drop by an Alley. You made it to the Alley and peaked.

Peter hung upside down as Liz stood infront of him. They were talking and laughing. Needles pierced its way to your heart. Thousand of needles stab its way to your chest. What happened next killed you.

Liz began to lower his mask on the half of Peter's pace. Then she placed a warm kiss on his lips.

Like a sword, it stabbed you from behind and had you in a insane pain. Your eyes watered as your hands covered your mouth. A kiss was enough.

A kiss was enough to tell the Person the word " I Love You. "

A kiss was enough, to say that he loved her.

A kiss was enough, to tell you that you were to late.

You ran away as far as you could. Away from the scene. Away from the pain. Away from him. Away from Peter.

The starry night sky disappeared as it darkened and thundered.

" Pitter, Patter. "

The rain sounded as it fell.

You stood in the middle of a dark side walk. Under the rain. Numb and broken.

Your phone vibrated from your pocket you pulled it out as water hit its screen and on it showed a picture of Peter. You swiped the red icon indicating that you declined the call. Your phone's lockscreen revealed your phone history.

150 messages and 50 calls from Ned, Michelle, and Peter.

You stared at the screen as you pressed the off button, shutting the phone down. You looked at your watch.

12:01 am.

It was past midnight. Yet you didn't care.

The road was barely empty. You did something crazy without even nothing.

You walked towards the middle of the road.

You looked at the sky.

You smiled.

The sky cried with you.

You cried with your head up to the sky making your tears fall like waterfalls. You gripped the letter at your right hand.

You were too numb.

Too broken.

Too sad.

Too pained

To notice what was happening around you.

To notice the pair of headlights on your way.

The lights glowed brighter as it drew near. The rain' made it impossible for the driver to see you. Then. . . . .

Peter held his phone as he stood in front of a corpse covered in a white blanket. His gaze landed on Michelle and your grandmother crying.

Michelle cried as she placed an arm on your grandmothers back and one on the clothed corpse. Your grandmother shouting pleads and begs for the clothed to wake up. Peter's eyes landed on Ned on the other side. Crying. And before him was your father and mother hugging the corpse.

Your mother slowly removed the cloth from the corpse face.

It revealed a cold, lifeless Y/n.

Peter's eyes watered as he gripped his phone and on the screen was your text message.

From: Y/nDaBestie😂😆

Hey, are you free? Let's go eat out tonight. I got something to tell you. I'll wait for you at the park. See you at 5.

Sent by Y/nDaBestie Yesterday.

He was so busy with Liz that he forgot you. He cried as he dropped on the floor as he stared at your dead body.

The days of past as your funeral began. Peter stood infront your coffin for the whole day. His Aunt May would beg him to rest and will comeback tomorrow. He did get rest but at the following day he will do the same routine. Stand infront.

He ignored Liz. He didn't feel anything when she said her condolences. The last day of the funeral came and your burial came. Your grandmother watched Peter stand infront of your tombstone. Unmoving.

She stared at the familiar envelope in hand. She sighed and walked beside Peter who noticed her but didn't turn.

" Here lies Y/n L/n

a Loving daughter and a supportive friend. ( (birth year) - 2017 ) "

Peter stared at the words on the rock.

" Here dear. " he saw your grandma hand him a crippled unopened envelope. She gave him a sad smiled. " She wanted you to have it. " she said as she patted his back and walked away.

Peter watched her leave and spun his attention back at the letter. It was adressed to him from You.

He tore it open and pulled out a crumpled letter. He then began to read its content.

Hey Peter!

I don't know to say this in personal and I would probably faint if I did so I put it in a letter. So it goes like this, You and I have been friends for a very long time. We've had each other's back for a quite a long time now.

You are the best thing that happened to me Peter. You didn't make it hard for me to fall in love with you. Heres the dealio.

I Love You Peter.

I Love you so much. Not because your smart, not because spider man.

But because its you. I love everything about you. Every part and every flaw that you have. I've always loved you. I've always had.

Love

Y/n.

With that, he pressed the letter on his chest hugging it close as he knelt before your stone and his tears dripping down his eyes.