#and then obviously at the entire underpass scene

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I'm catching up on the last 4 episodes of HOTE (I am always waiting for @isaksbestpillow's subs 'cause this story is too precious to have it be misinterpreted by bad Gaga subtitles).

I am so fascinated by both of the characters. They're so traumatized and yet there's this hint of hope that can be built upon. They're trying to find something healthy among all the cruelty of their life. Their relationship is at times incredibly toxic and yet it is the best thing that happened to either of them. They're so desperately trying to cling to the bit of good that's there. I do not know whether it will end well but I am fascinated by the characters and the story being constructed here.

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summary: you just got your spidey powers and have no idea how to use them, but lucky for you, a certain spider-boy is willing to teach you his ways.

word count: 2.3k

warnings: fluff!

a/n: hehehe fluffy chapter before the Real Shit goes down! :) so excited for y’all to see where this series goes

chapter 2 - chapter 4

Now that you were almost a month into your training, you’d pretty much mastered the whole “sticking to things” aspect of your powers (thank goodness), but yet another obstacle had presented itself. Instead of sticky fingers, you were now struggling to distinguish real danger from other, non-threatening triggers caused by your spider senses.

This was proving to be a struggle on your current mission. You’d heard reports of an illegal arms deal, and when you and Spidey told Tony about the rumors, he’d asked for you two to go check it out. (He was very specific about NOT engaging- he didn’t want you to make your presence known.)

After a few minutes of instruction, Spidey led the way to the site of the arms deal, motioning for you to hide with him in the darkness of a nearby underpass. A white van filled with weapons was parked beneath you, the squeaking of the doors resonating in your ears as they opened up the back of the car. Two men in masks stood watch next to the vehicle as a tall woman with icy white hair climbed out of the back, lifting her chin and extending a hand to her customer.

They began to speak quietly, but you weren’t close enough to get a clear understanding of exactly what they were discussing. However, Spidey seemed to be tuned into the conversation, most likely using his suit’s AI as a sound amplifier. You wouldn’t mind having one of those yourself.

Now, as previously mentioned, you were having some… issues... with your spidey senses. Spider-Man was trained, so he was able to use his senses effectively to keep himself safe. You, on the other hand, hadn’t quite mastered that yet. Although nobody was holding the weapons, just their presence was sending waves of paranoia and adrenaline throughout your body. It tingled down your spine and up your scalp, raising the hair on your arms until it stood up straight. Obviously, the weapons did pose a small threat, but the sensation of anxiety washing over of you was almost too much to even be able to focus on the mission.

“Hey,” Spidey must have taken notice of your stressed out state, because he placed a comforting hand on your forearm and whispered, “Just take a few deep breaths, okay? I promise we can work on this later, but for now, just try to breathe and push the signals out of your mind.”

You nodded before jerking your head back down to the scene below you, a flash of light grabbing your attention. The woman was pulling something out of her pocket, but it was angled so you couldn’t see it well. As you leaned forward to catch a better look, a moth flew past your face, causing you to swipe it away. Your gloved hands were covered in dust from the underpass, and when they flew past your nose, you accidentally inhaled a bit. Dread pooled in your stomach as you held back a sneeze, the pressure building more and more until you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Achoo!” you sneezed into your elbow, taking in a sharp breath as Spidey’s head snapped between you and the arms dealers below you. The woman had turned her head in your general direction, her guards’ bodies visibly tensing.

“Shit,” Spidey whispered, “Don’t move a muscle, but be prepared to fight if we need to.” You answered by doing just what he said, heart in your throat as the woman continued to stare in your direction.

Thankfully, it was way too dark for there to even be a chance of her seeing the two of you.

She nodded her head quickly at the guards and made a quick comment to the customer before jumping in the back of the van, swinging the doors shut. The vehicle took off, leaving dust behind it before the car of the customer took off in the opposite direction.

Once everything was silent, you looked over and saw Spidey visibly exhale, motioning for you to drop to the ground.

“I think I need a new suit…” you joked half-heartedly as Spidey crossed his arms. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you could feel the disappointment radiating off of his body, the tension filling the air.

“Let’s take a look around,” he sighed, dropping his arms back to his sides, “See if we can find anything useful to bring back to Mr. Stark.”

You awkwardly rubbed the back of your neck and turned around, scanning the area for anything unusual. After a few minutes of searching, you spoke up again, the silence becoming almost unbearable.

“I’m really sorry,” you apologized, sincerity soaking every word, “That was a pretty dumb mistake. I can’t believe I alerted the people we were supposed to be spying on…”

Spidey paused, your comment taking him back to the first arms deal he spied on. “Don’t worry… I’ve done something similar before.”

Before you could ask him about what happened, a small purple light caught your eye. You jogged over to the bush and stuck your hand in it, pulling out a small, purple, glowing device.

“Hey Spidey, is this important?” You held up the device in front of your face, trying to identify it. It almost looked like it was filled with a liquid, and the shine of the device was so bright that it lit up your entire face in a purple hue.

“Oh my god…” Spidey carefully took the device out of your hand, his white suit eyes the widest you’d ever seen them, “I can’t believe this… How…. is this even possible?”

“Uhhh… is everything okay?” you were growing concerned; you’d never seen Spidey so shaken up by something.

“We need to get back to Mr. Stark, NOW.”

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“Should we be worried? Has he broken out? I thought he was in jail!”

Spidey was throwing his hands around in wild gestures as he asked Mr. Stark question after question that you didn’t understand; you were nervous that he would accidentally break one of the high-tech machines sitting on the lab table.

“He’s definitely still in jail,” Mr. Stark was messing with a display, pulling up information on a criminal whose face you recognized as being Liz Allan’s father.

“Then why were these people selling his weapons?” Spidey demanded, pulling back a bit when Tony raised his eyebrow in question.

“I think that there were just some left over from when he was in business,” Tony proposed, “There’s bound to be a few weapons still in circulation, even after his arrest.”

“What can we do about it?” you budded in, despite the fact that you didn’t really know what they were talking about.

“You two,” he switched off the screen in front of him, “Don’t need to do anything. I’ll figure out a way to shut down the devices. Meanwhile, you kids can sit tight until I have another assignment for you. Now scram.”

Spidey turned to you as you left the room, pausing once the door slammed shut behind you. “Hey, I was thinking about something you mentioned back there at the underpass-”

He was cut off by your watch’s alarm beeping, telling you that you were about to be late for coffee.

“I’m so sorry,” you begged, “But can this wait? I’m about to be late for something. I’ll catch you later?”

“Yeah-,” Spidey glanced at the time on his wrist, “Oh, me too! Yeah, I’ll catch ya later.”

You scrambled out of the tower, bursting into the first gas station that you saw. Giving a quick nod to the cashier, you proceeded to locate and then lock yourself in a bathroom, throwing on some normal clothes you had packed in your backpack. As soon as you finished, you ran through the back exit, flipping your head in both directions to figure out the fastest way to get to the coffee shop where you were meeting Peter. Recently, the two of you had been hanging out a lot more; he’d also been a lot more open than usual. You weren’t sure what had changed, but it was like he trusted you more. It also felt like…like you were getting to know him even when you weren’t with him, which was pretty odd. You didn’t even have his phone number.

After rounding the corner, the coffee shop was in your sights, the tan sign hanging just down the sidewalk. Just as you were about to grab the door and open it, somebody opened it for you, the cold air from the shop breezing past your face.

“Thank you-” you turned around, stopping mid-sentence when you saw it was none other than Peter holding open the door, “Oh! Peter! Thank god, I thought I was late!”

“Me too,” he smiled kindly at you, brushing some stray curls away from his face, “I’m starving. Mind hurrying up?”

You gave a sarcastic eye roll in response to his tease, purposefully walking as slowly as possible to the counter so he’d be stuck behind you. “This fast enough for you?” you snarked over your shoulder, giggling when he gave you his best pouty face.

“Pleaseeee?”

Sighing dramatically, you picked up the pace, ordering your favorite drink of all time once you reached the counter. You waited for Peter to order before taking a seat in a booth, giving the barista a smile when she sat your drinks down in front of you.

“Soooo,” Peter started, taking a sip of your drink, “How are you doing? Anything exciting happening?”

You shrugged, a little torn between being honest or polite. After an eyebrow raise from Peter, you decided to tell him how you were really feeling. He was one of the nicest people you knew, and you really needed somebody to vent to.

“I guess you could say that life has been a little crazy lately,” your lashes fluttered as you looked down, placing your chin on the palm of your hand, “The internship has really started piling work onto my desk, and that paired with a ‘side project’ of mine has really put a lot on my plate. I’m kinda drowning, if I’m being honest, and I don’t know how I can keep balancing both of those things with school and a healthy social life.”

Peter nodded, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he gave you his advice on the situation. “You know, I understand what you’re going through pretty well. What I did, and still do, to handle that kind of stress is a little… private, and somewhat unorthodox, but I’m willing to share it with you because I trust you and I’d do anything for a friend in a tight spot.”

He paused, almost as if he was waiting for your approval to continue. Clearing his throat after you gave him a small nod, he went on with his explanation. “When I feel overwhelmed, I like to go to the roof of my building and look out on the city. It’s my safe space. I never let myself bring any sort of work, stress, or problems up there with me. I keep it clear of any anxiety, and that allows me to just… relax when I’m up there. It clears my mind.”

“Really?” You were intrigued; after all, Parker didn’t seem like the type to enjoy heights.

“Yeah. Now, a rooftop might not be your safe space, but I recommend finding one that is personal to you. It might take a while to find one, but you’ll know when it’s right, as cheesy as that sounds.”

You nodded your head, genuinely thankful for the advice he gave you. For some reason, you felt like he really understood what you were going through; even more than just a surface level type of relation.

“Anything in particular happening with you?” you sat up straighter, putting all of your attention on him. After all, if he helped you with your problems, you wanted to help him with his.

“Actually,” his cheeks tinged a light pink as he paused, thinking of a way to phrase his next statement without giving it away, “I’m kind of working on a big project for somebody, and I’m a little nervous they won’t like it.”

“I’m sure they will,” you emphasized, making sure to pack your words with reassurance and hope, “After all, I’ve heard you’re an amazing gift giver.”

“Oh really?” he laughed, “Well, I wouldn’t get your hopes up. I only get gifts for people I actually like.”

“Ouch,” you chuckled lightly before pausing, clearing your throat to take on a more sincere tone, “Hey Peter?” “Mhm?” he took a sip from his drink, looking at you from over the rim of his glass with wide eyes.

“I’m really glad I have you.”

He froze, a warmth spreading throughout his chest. Suddenly, it was a little harder to breathe, and his heart was beating faster and faster by the second. “Y-yeah, of course,” he stuttered, voice small and nervous, “Just let me know if you need anything. Like, ever.”

He paused for a moment.

“Do I have your number?”

Shaking your head, you scribbled it down onto a napkin, sliding it to him across the table. “Text me later tonight so I can put you in my contacts,” you smiled, standing up from the table, “I’ve gotta go, but I’ll see you later, okay?”

“See ya!” he waved, voice still a little shaky.

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Later that night as you sat in bed, scrolling through your social media, a small text alert popped up at the top of your screen.

unknown number: hey! it’s peter :)

A soft smile crossed your face, butterflies filling your stomach as you filled in his contact name. That’s strange… a single text shouldn’t be making you feel this way, right? Why was he only just now making you nervous, even though you’d known each other for months? Were there deeper feelings hidden underneath the surface level friendship you had with him?

Were you alone in these thoughts, or did he feel something for you, too?

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Illustrated Tapes ✕ Shake Bristol Curated by Max Kemp 1 February 2019

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Shake Bristol is some kinda ‘art fair’ and magazine based in... well you guessed it, Bristol! We linked up with head honcho and illustrator Max Kemp in our first special edition.

What’s up Max! At the end of last year we asked you to put together a mixtape using tracks selected by each of December’s Shake exhibitors -  how’d you get on?

I’ve loved it! It was a bit tougher than the usual playlist as I asked each of the December event’s artists to put forward a few songs each, which i then trawled through, choose one from everyone and then put together a playlist. The eclectic mix represents Shake well i think!

What’s the story behind Shake?

I grew up in Cornwall, but i don’t drink and I’m not hugely into the very British idea of getting drunk to make friends and meet people (there’s not much to do in Cornwall during winter). So i decided to try and make a platform for people like me, that wanted to be creative and make things. The kind of people who tend to spend a lot of time at their desks, in their rooms or studios. Basically a way to get all kinds of likeminded creative people together in person. The result was the Baby Teeth: Art Fair & Gathering, which ran for like two years, and built a good community with a solid local following. But when i moved to Bristol back in 2013 i decided i wanted to work on a better version, and make something which was entirely illustration based with a focus on community, accessibility and personality, and not just some people sitting behind tables in a room selling things. After being in Bristol for a year I made a list of all of the southwest illustrators I knew and reached out, explaining the idea. The first Shake happened in July 2014 above the Stag & Hounds pub in a small function room using whatever tables we had. Lize from Sad Ghost Club was a part of Shake at the beginning too, so it was a result of us both putting our heads together. It went down well, we did a few more together, but Sad Ghost Club picked up and turned into a full time job for her! 

Since then I’ve tried to create exciting events and projects with Shake, as well as using it to try to nurture the creative scene and help out people as best I can! I really like community, and consider everyone involved with every event or publication to be a part of Shake.

What’s the creative scene like on the westside?

A huge part of why i moved is due to Bristol was that it’s an exciting and inspiring place for creativity. The fact that it’s location is pretty central, it has an airport with good connections and has a great university with really good creative courses is a saving grace for constant change and new creative people constantly coming through. I’m constantly finding artists that inspire me through Shake, both local and from further afield.

Shake seems to have a great community vibe and is very organic and down-to-earth, which isn’t the case for all art fairs, do you think the location has a part to play in that?

I think you’re right! I Try my very best to make sure everything is thought of and everyone is ok in the build-up, during and after the event. But I think the main reason it’s like this is due to the general good vibe from most Bristol creatives. There’s a huge student population, and a whole lot of lovely humble people that i’m constantly grateful for being surrounded by. 

Be it stalling, helping me with posters, doing a social media post, coming along on the day and spending their last tenner, or even just liking a picture on Instagram. I like to try and get stallers who will be fun and get what Shake’s about, and I even go as far as to carefully sit people next to each other who i think might get along! But what I think has made shake what it is, is the southwests attitude, comfort, respect, and community.

Do you have any plans for 2019?

For 2019 there’s the February 10th and April 7th illustration fairs at Rough Trade, and April’s will be the last until October. But there’ll hopefully be a collaboration event in may with BRICKS magazine also. I also really want to start putting on the ‘Shake Social’ again, which is a drink and draw event. Basically it’s Shake without the tables, so everyone can just meet and do some drawing together.

I might start working on the next issue of the magazine later in the year too! The last one was so much work for me and my friend matt (he helps with the mag layout and graphic design side) that I decided to give it a while before the next. Also the Shaketober stuff went down well, so I’ll be doing that again for sure.

I might even work on some kind of online Shake drawing club kinda thing as after Shaketober - I kept getting requests to make it more regular. I’d like to do some more events outside of bristol again sometime too!

And do you have any idea about where you want to Shake to go long term? Or are you playing it by ear?

I’ve got a bunch of ideas, but it’s all about natural progression for me. I like to plan the events and then slowly work on all of the other little ideas and projects in the gaps.

Bristol seems to have a great music scene as well. Do you find a lot of overlap between the two communities?

There tends to be a lot of musicians, promoters, and venue staff that stall or come down to Shake! Adrian from Rough Trade and Spectres has always been a huge help and always super encouraging too, so shout out to him!

We love the illustrations you produce for the Shake branding. How did you go about the artwork for the mixtape?

Thanks - stoked you’re into it! For this piece I was freakin’ out, as I find it easy to work with commissions or the random Shake stuff, but with this I was like “ITS GOTTA BE SHAKE, BUT SOMETHING A BIT DIFFERENT!” I guess in a similar way to when I work on each event poster, it has to be obviously Shake but then I dont want any poster to be too similar! So I’ve kinda done it like a comic strip panel with a close up of a guy wired from drawing, haha. Side note: I was listening to the playlist as I worked on this!

What’s your favourite arty spot in Bristol?

I mostly watch movies, skate and draw at home when I’m not working either job or doing Shake stuff, so most spots I go to are dark rooms or concrete areas haha, so this is a tough one to be honest! Bristol’s a place covered in graffiti, and I like looking out for solid colour and type. A few people I keep my eyes open for are: Mr Penfold, RICHT, 45RPM and Kid Crayon. So yeah, My favourite arty spot is just a few underpasses and some walls here and there.

Favourite place to hang out? In the cinema with my phone turned off!

And your favourite Bristol munchies?

Oowee Vegan for their Cluckin Fries, Marling for the vegan Chinese, Fi Real for Caribbean food and Dangun for Korean food. I like to eat basically.

What’s happening in your own creative world at the moment?

I do posters for shows at The Hope & Ruin, Sticky Mike’s Frog Bar in Brighton and Elsewhere in Margate. Most of my creative energy and time goes into making all of the shake branding and planning but I’m trying to work on my sketchbook most days too to keep it going. I grew up doing show posters so that’s the thing I mostly love to do! Oh I just did a tee for BRIGHTR recently too, he’s great and we’ve worked together for a while now on his merch and record covers.

Thanks Max, looking forward to more Shakey stuff in 2019!

Cheers for chattin to me, this has been a fun little project and I like what you’re doing! P.S. thanks to all of the artists who put in songs for the playlist!

Where can we find you?

shakebristol.co.uk instagram.com/shakebristol twitter.com/shakebristol facebook.com/shakebristol maxkdesign.co.uk instagram.com/maxkdesign