#arachnidiots [ peter ]

[mcmorare]

@arachnidiots (peter) sent: hammer out towards her, “you gonna make me do this alone?” peter waits patiently, foot gently kicking the collection of planks on the ground before them both— the materials left to build the porch of the house.

Arms uncrossing, Katrina takes a step forward. A silent affirmative answer.  “Are you sure you know how to do this? It’s not like your tech-tinkering.”  Half a tease and half a genuine question - if he does need a more experienced eye to guide him, she knows a decent amount. Crouching, her hands run over one of the planks before picking it up.  “Where are they going?”

[inhcritance]

"be honest... did you ever think i was spider-man? y'know... before the whole finding out mess." from peter

Send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully. || Accepting

"No." He sighs, and it's an honest one. Tired, jagged, because there is blood and there are memories in the silence between the words. "I did not. It was statistically unlikely, for starters, and even if it hadn't been... for all I suspected there was something going on with you, I did not think it could be that."

And he hadn't wanted to pry, to push, because Harry is many, many things but he tries to be respectful of his friends. He has precious little of those, and values them too much for anything else. Even now, sitting on a chair as if it were a throne instead, dark green eyes taken by sorrow.

"Then again, I think I didn't want to suspect either. I'm not such a fool that I'll refuse direct evidence, but I guess that's the thing with masks. You can know your friends are extraordinary, but you won't suspect they put on a mask on their free time and go out there to fight crime. Or fight the crimefighters, in my case." He adds. "And that's the thing when you fight good people and surround yourself with good people as well: you don't want to look too deep behind the masks. It was never supposed to be personal."

[lvebug]

@arachnidiots liked for a verse-specific lyric starter! (peter) fantasy: (no one is alone by the "into the woods" broadway cast)

"only me beside you. still, you're not alone"

[tartt9]

@arachnidiots asked //

“i got us both ice creams.” [ from here ! ]

"Oh, em - cheers, mate, but I can't." He shakes his head, gently nudging the cup being offered towards him back to Peter. "Roy's got me on this stupidly strict meal plan, and if I break it, he's gonna find out." Jamie doesn't elaborate on that - whether he means he'll tell Roy, or if it means Roy'll find out through however the fuck Roy finds out about things [ Jamie swears that Roy's always lurking around every corner, just waiting to catch him out of line to make him do a ridiculous amount of burpees ]. "But... double ice cream for you, that's a win, right?"

[dominaelumine]

❛     you don't look as bad as you did yesterday.    ❜     . • ° @arachnidiots

"gee, thanks," tandy growls, wishing she had taken the stairs instead of the elevator. ordinarily, she would have (she doesn't particularly like small spaces) but her hands are full with groceries. now she's stuck with her most annoying observant neighbour for at least five minutes while they travel upwards. it's a slow elevator. "you know how to make a girl feel good about herself, don't you?"

granted, she does look like shit. black eye, split lip, pale skin. but hey, when you get into a tussle with a giant lizard, these things happen.

[wcven]

It was as she missed the specimen with the forceps for the third time that Ottilie considered it could be time to call it night. The list of wasted materials or failed trials would only continue to grow if she didn't head back to her appartment and get some sleep. Or at least rest her eyes.

@arachnidiots said : ❛ you look like you could use a hand with that. ” to ottilie from liam

"oh liam," she calls out in shock, swivelling around in her chair to face the student. "perhaps in the morning, i was just about to tidy." a glance at her watch, revealed that it already was morning. rosita was going to kill her.

"what are you doing here this early? warren can't be assigning that much work already."

[buglesbettyarc]

@arachnidiots : "open up, i want to talk to you"

betty hadn't planned on opening the door when saw peter through the peephole. no one else who had stopped by since the funeral had made it to the other side. though eventually she had been forced to take in the growing pile of dishes, from those who correctly believe she could not feed herself.

but peter had sounded pretty insistent, and well - there was little she could refuse him. a downside - or upside, who could say - of having known each other so long and going through so much.

she went through the motions of offering him a drink and placing one of the gifted dishes into the microwave before joining him on the sofa. one conversation didn't mean she was going to change her mind about anything.

"what did you want to talk about?" she managed to get out eventually, her eyelashes fiercely flittering as she kept back tears.

[inaredflush]

@arachnidiots for peter!

"This list," Kate started, showing Peter the list on her notes app. "Is all of the places I can get free stuff on my birthday. So, today." She smiled. "Our goal is to hit up every single one of these places before the end of the day. Are you ready for this task?"

[mantyse]

it gets tiring, the invisible rules she has to follow whenever she's on earth. somehow she keeps breaking them without even knowing. apparently abilisks aren't a standard kind of pet or companion here, and people run screaming the second they're faced with her babies' many rows of teeth. peter, at least, had said they were cute. mavis will hold them to that. “i am grateful you're worried about me, but i will be fine! i have only crashed my ship four times! i think i am getting the hang of flying.”

@arachnidiots, peter: i hope you get home in one piece.

[fyrewalks]

POST - IT NOTE pete & mj!

[mcmorare]

@arachnidiots (peter) sent: "since when did "hopeful” and “naive” become the same thing?”

“They’re not always the same thing. It’s more of a venn diagram.”  She says it simply, with a small shrug, as if it’s just common sense. An easy fact that she’s sure of. Even if it isn’t really a fact, it’s more of an opinion or a perspective that she’s formed. Cynical, sure, but she’d rather be cynical than get hurt. Which sounds a bit ridiculous coming from someone who plays a game for a living. Why everyone on Richmond's mens' side seems to have this strangely optimistic outlook, she still can't entirely understand. A few people, fine, but honestly, it's like this whole place is a children's show about the power of friendship or some shit like that.  “I’m just saying it’s important to know when the odds are against you. Sometimes it’s good to be realistic.”

[inhcritance]

@arachnidiots asked: " you're not allowed to die in my bedroom. the rumours would never stop… " from peter

It would not be the worst bedroom to die in, Harry thinks, his general reasoning rather muddled due to the blood loss. He does not want to die, however, and he's very determined not to. But Peter has a point.

"The press would have a field day with it." He manages. "So would everyone else. But I'm too pretty to die." He tries to joke.

And he's lost too much blood to be fully coherent, and how he wishes he could fully focus. He knows he has to. But right then, as his healing factor damningly races against the blood loss, all he can think is that if he dies, he's going to come back on sheer spite to avenge himself. It's already been difficult enough to hide the Goblin equipment before going to Peter, because he recognized in time he could not reach his own house. But he can't afford to give up.

[lvebug]

SEND ME 📞 AND A SHIP AND I'LL TELL YOU...

@arachnidiots sent: 📞

your muse’s contact photo in mine’s phone

your muse’s name in mine’s phone Peter Parker

your muse’s ringtone in mine’s phone get'cha head in the game by troy bolton

how often our muses text a lot. basically they are both very lonely

what our muses normally text about spider-man business, being poor, small animals, ice cream, and andie sending so many texts that just amount to pls pls pls come help at FEAST nobody has showed i am panicking!!!

our muses’ last few texts

[tartt9]

@arachnidiots [ peter ] [ sc! ]

"You've seriously never tried this before? This is your first time?"

[dominaelumine]

❛     I thought you liked surprises.   ❜     . • ° @arachnidiots

“I hate surprises,” tandy says, staring around the room with an expression of utmost bewilderment on her face. there are balloons, and streamers- actual paper and tinsel streamers, the kind she didn’t think existed outside of bad teen movies. there is an actual cake, with actual frosting and actual decorations, and tandy has no idea how to feel because frankly she’d forgotten the date.

february 29th. leap year. and also her birthday, which coincidentally always made it easier for her mother to forget.

“how,” tandy asks slowly, “did you even know when my birthday was?”

[mastcrmarksman]

"It sounded so simple when I was making the plan." from peter

The archer's head whips around as he hears two words in a phrase that may as well be cursed in this line of business. A hand reaches up to rub at the bottom of his left eat lobe, even touching to the mold in ear almost wondering it something was wrong. It's all for that dramatic flare that only an ex-carnie was capable of. ❝ You mind saying that again? ❞

Spider-man defintiely uttered something wrong that he shouldn't have. Hopefully, he was getting that hint based on his reaction alone. Even if he was, Clint's going to egg on until he fully caught his drift. On top of that it was probably Hawkeye's duty to teach the younger heroes the way of the land or whatever bullshit.

❝ Do you know how many wrong things you just said? ❞ Clint holds up his hand with one finger raised up first, ❝ One, never ever say simple. You've just jinxed the entire day. ❞ Another finger gets added to further make his points. ❝ Secondly, the simple and plan? Do not put those words together, you'll break your grandma's back. ❞

And for the final and three act, a third finger is raised up. Clint wiggles them for extra effect. ❝ Most importantly, when with aa Hawkeye. Hawkeyes don't plan. We simply do and we've never missed. ❞ That's not as true as he makes it sounds, but his plan here was to mess with the kid just a little. Although a lot of times, Clint's plans didd have to be reworked on the fly a lot.