#shortspiderdude

[ifeeloriginalrps]

@shortspiderdude

Gabriel was no stranger to public transportation. When in the past medication made it hard for them to see, it was a necessity.

Now, since they could see, they were driving again, but long car rides made Gabriel nervous.

So on a trip across state lines they decided the train was the way to go.

They were going to see a distant aunt, who also had schizophrenia, to see if she could relate at all. Gabriel's mother said it could be tough, that Lucilla was struggling, but Gabriel needed to try.

They wanted to sleep through the train ride, but they were too nervous, so they read.

Until, that was, the train slammed to a stop and all the lights turned off. "What the heck?"

[sebastianshaw]

"Airlines will do everything possible except make you comfortable."(shortspiderdude)

"Yes, I think that's how I remember them,"

"You know, all those decades ago when I didn't keep a selection of private jets in numerous countries for my convenience."

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[obscuremarvelmuses]

"That is a neat trick."(shortspiderdude)/Wanda

"Classic Transian cooking secret,"

"I'll never tell the technique, of course, but it involves shortening."

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[soviet-ghost-story]

"Allow me to assist you."(shortspiderdude)

@shortspiderdude

"...Oh great, another Spider kid - how many of you are there?" Bucky, of course, knew who Spider-Man was, though his recollection of his identity had long been altered by forces unknown to him. Still, this kid didn't appear to be the same one that he saw on the newpaper stands, or in the media, swinging around - well, Queens, mostly, though apparently he got into trouble in Manhattan and Hell's Kitchen as well these days. He pressed his back against the wall, trying to assess the threat in the street. It could have just been some routine thieves with weapons, or a gangland sort of shootout, or, considering how hot it could get in this part of the city, it could be even more intense than all that. He glanced at the kid - more a young man, he realized, at a second glance, from the build and stature, and offered him a grim sort of smile. "I'm alright, kid. Go help some people who really need a hand. I'll be just fine."

[mypralaya]

“Whoa, look at the moon!”(shortspiderdude)

"So glorious and glowing. You know, I always liked the name Purnima--it means the full moon." @shortspiderdude

[bothsidesofaquestion]

Anonymous asked: ☀( @shortspiderdude )

text memes | accepting ☀ for a good fucking morning text

[text::raph] guten morgen wtf what happened? [text::raph] why did you leave so early

[hisregards]

@shortspiderdude​ liked for a starter | no longer accepting

His face... He couldn’t contain his disgust.

“You again? What do you want this time?” Stuck with the spider-person yet again. He thought he was done the last time and it is not like he had the worst time teaming up with Recluse but he’d rather work solo when he wasn’t with X-Force. 

He didn’t precisely like team dynamics and to depend of other people to make the next move, working with X-Force was a must so please, no. 

Not again!

[the-graves-family]

🚪(shortspiderdude)

2. starving

Teeth snapping, gnashing, hands on his stomach. He was hungry. There was no one around and it felt like his stomach was trying to digest itself; all he needed was a little bit, just a bite, just a tiny one. He couldn’t help himself, all he could think about was eating, and he knew he wasn’t supposed to hurt people Aaron hadn’t chosen, but it hurt so bad.

Ace knocked on the door, leaning on the wall with pupils blown wide, waiting for someone to open.

[bothsidesofaquestion-a]

"Hey, don’t be sad. I’m just a little sick."(shortspiderdude)

angsty starters - accepting

“Ja, I am sad but.. More than sad I’m worried. You look awful.” 

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[kdarkholme]

plotted starter for @shortspiderdude

He already knew the deal and the reward was enough enticing to go for it despite the risks but Kurt spent the entire week making a plan and he resolved not to do this alone. Of course he’d have to share but the way he had it planned knew Raphael wouldn’t refuse...

[tapewormking]

"What happened? What’s going on? Everything’s so dark…"(shortspiderdude)

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“This is the Astral Plane, my dear. Here, the only light . . . is what you make of it.” A glowing purple flame flickers to light, illuminating Farouk’s face from where it hovers in his cupped palm. “Welcome to the world of the mind.”

[ifeeloriginalrps]

Sammi-Jo poured some treats gently, carefully, out of the bag onto the ground right next to her hand. She waited for the cat to nose around her, letting her just be near her.

"Cats sniff less than dogs," Sammi-Jo said softly, "But you still want them to get close to you. I don't know if anything I say is actually true, by the way, I just talk."

Being as careful as possible, Raphael did as Sammi-Jo instructed. Keeping an eye on the cat as she got a tiny bit closer to the woman's hand. Sniffing cautiously at her fingertips. In a low voice, Raphael remarked,"I think she likes you so far."

"I hope she likes these treats, too.",he added. Slowly moving the bag out for her to take.

[sebastianshaw]

"You really should wear a condom."(shortspiderdude)

Shaw just silently watched the antics of his spawn, failing once again, with a look of deep, profound sorrow beyond the capacity of any sigh to express. @shortspiderdude

[soviet-ghost-story]

“You deserve to be treated better than that.”(shortspiderdude)

@shortspiderdude Bucky walked down the sidewalk, hands shoved in his pockets, and ignored the woman who insisted upon calling after him that he was a murderer. He kept his head down, his expression as neutral as possible, and continued on - New York was full of people who randomly shouted things at others, there was no need for anyone to assume that he was anyone at all based on her shouting. The issue was, the woman hardly looked like a person who was mentally unwell, though who defined how mentally unwell people looked? He was mentally unwell, after all, and where it not for the leather jacket and gloves in May, he would have looked fairly normal. He turned his head as a familiar face joined him in his walk, and he shrugged his shoulders. "You get used to it, pal," he murmured as he turned a corner. "Anyway, she's not wrong. She's entitled to her opinion about what happened to me and who I am, and trust me - everyone has an opinion about that. Not everyone can believe the truth about HYDRA and the Winter Soldier - it's pretty out there, even I can admit that." Ever since Baron Zemo had framed him for the Vienna bombing, and even before that, when the HYDRA info dump after the end of Project: Insight, people had developed opinions about the Winter Soldier and his role in things - whether or not he had been willing, if he was a traitor or a tortured war hero, a prisoner of war. Whether or not it was the truth didn't matter in the court of public opinion - something he had learned the hard way during his trial. When he was recognized while he was out and about, the reactions varied - from surprise and gratitude, to pity, to outright hatred. There was a certain, horrible irony, in being called a Nazi sympathizer while being subjected to Anti-Semitism all in one go. It made him intensely nauseous, that particular one, but he knew better than to act out. It reminded him of how Steve had long ago handled his own bullies - he kept his head down when he was the target, and shouldered it rather than drawing attention to himself in his defense. His fights were reserved for the defense of others, not himself. "...I am a killer. I did those things, that was never in question. It doesn't matter if I had no choice - some people will never believe that I was brainwashed and coerced because it is a convenient excuse, even if it is the truth."

[mypralaya]

"Don't worry! I'll get you out. I promise."(shortspiderdude)

@shortspiderdude "I know you shall. But Silky is getting anxious." Silky is the goat. They're in a dry well. Haven went in after the damned thing.

[twinsafterdark]

“See?” Aaron purred, stretching on the couch with a satisfied grin. “Told ya you’d be more relaxed.”

He himself still didn’t know what the hell he was supposed to do now, but at least the tense atmosphere from before was gone. It had been really grating. Aaron chuckled, lazily dragging his nails over the scar on his neck. “You need to get laid more often. You’re way too tense.”

"Just a moment, man.",he answered. Doing his best to catch his breath. As he didn't want to call Kingmaker out of breath and have him suspicious. He did that once in the past. This didn't end very well for him. Recluse answered,"Gotta catch my breath first. Then call Kingmaker."

"Otherwise, he'll get pissed.",he added. Soon as he did, he made the call. Telling him that everything went smoothly and they had what Kingmaker needed. His Grandpa seemed somewhat pleased with their accomplishment then hung up. Raphael stated,"There we go."