#spideystark

[xtraterrestrials]

@spideystark answered: "Trust me you don't want to eat that."

"I'm going to fall over if I don't eat something in the next 5 minutes so it doesn't really matter what I want." The high metabolism? A curse, but he was hesitating now.

"I mean, I can't stop you," Theo raised his hands up with a shrug. Though, it was a smoothie he had made specifically for Bex - meaning that it was full of sour khale and blended fish, plus a bit of avocado and some nut milk. "I think it's healthy if you dare."

[billyktothemax]

@spideystark asked: "I'm okay, really... Just need a moment to... to collect myself..." -spidestark (for Billy's new verse)

"Yeah. Just sit for a minute," Billy promised. He didn't lend a hand but stood careful watch, trying to make sure the guy was okay without a Maximoff in his space. "You okay? Can I get you anything?"

[unpaidpiper]

@spideystark asked: 🩸 -spidetstark 👀 even though theres no eyes in this meme, babe xD

"Ugh, Recluse. It's ketchup, you can back off and... make a home out of your rear end. Or wrists, however it is you work." He waved the other off as he lied, hoping to get home in time before passing out.

[themagnetprotectingstarksheart]

Dontcha love when tumblr roleplay brings you together lols. You’re the absolute best @spideystark and I’m so happy to have met you

[recklessxenough]

@spideystark said no actually, yeeEET

Was jumping off the roof of a five story building ideal? Obviously not. But his work was done - there were still a few screams coming from below as the people who couldn't tell what he'd done yelled about something attacking people. The stairways had collapsed with the force of the ghost currently sealed away in Lockwood's pocket, which left him rather stuck. So fuck it.

He jumped, hoping the river below would soothe his fall.

[couldvestarked]

@spideystark becAUSE I CAN

"Mr. Happy said if I want to see my mom, I have to go with you. And it has to be after I get an x-ray." Harper said, a sternness in his voice he didn't often have. He wasn't sure he'd been anything but nervous with Peter before.

"I don't need any tests."

[protectxthem]

@spideystark​ asked: “ stay where you are, i’m on my way. ” -spideystark for Harley

send in “ stay where you are, i’m on my way. “ for the sender to go out of their way to find the receiver in the middle of the night and bring them home safely from a night out. ( this can be anything from a date gone wrong, to a party, to clubbing, a midnight investigation, ANYTHING! ) alternatively, send in “ hey… i know it’s really late, but i didn’t know who else to call… “ for the receiver to go out of their way to find the sender in the middle of the night, and bring them home safely from a night out. | Accepting

Harley’s holding his Iron Lad helmet in his hands. It’s damaged but he can repair it; he’s good with his hands. He’s hurt but that’s what he gets for going off on his own in the middle of the night to fight bad guys by himself, without backup. He turns around quickly, flinching when pain shoots up his side.

“Spidey?” He’s not sure who is around so he calls out Peter’s hero name; just in case someone who can hurt them is around.

[ofemeraldosborns]

@spideystark offered Peter as sacrifice

Harry hated galas, like deep down in her core. But she was the guest of honour at this one, so she had to pretend like she was delighted to be here. Tony Stark was throwing this gala to honour her father and raise money for his foundation, like he had every year since Norman had died. She was still getting used to the fact that she'd lost five years of her life and her father that she couldn't get used to the idea that Tony Stark had bought Oscorp in those five years and looked after it to honour his closest scientific rival.

The worst part was she wasn't even legal to drink in the states, so she had to sneak a flask in. Harry tucked herself into a corner and took a swig, hoping nobody noticed her.

[changxlingfae]

@spideystark​ answered: ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜

“Yeah, supposed to keep pouring for at least an hour, maybe 2.” Peter had taken refuge under a patio area on the roof of an apartment building, sure he could swing home in the rain but he was hoping it'd just be a small shower and he wouldn't have to. Someone else seemed to have the same idea because there was another person under the patio area within 30 second of him getting there.

“Do you think we’ll get a flood watch?” Bex asked curiously. He stood behind a half open door, hoping to make sure any stray droplets of water were kept mostly at bay. “I hope you didn’t have any big plans. It doesn’t look very safe to drive.”

[xtraterrestrials]

@spideystark asked: "The way I look at it, calling something paranormal is just a way of avoiding a real explanation." -Peter

"And what sort of explanation are you looking for?" Theo asked. His back rested against the wall, head tilted as he watched. "I don't mind avoiding one, to be fair."

[billyktothemax]

@spideystark asked: "i got /into/ yale , that doesn't mean i'm going ." -spideystark

"Unless you're following that up with, I also got into Oxford and Harvard and am going there, then I reserve the right to call you stupid."

[unpaidpiper]

@spideystark answered:

"Just because you saved me from kidnappers 1 time doesn't mean I can't hold my own, I'll have you know I'm a very capable hero."

"Uh huh. Super scary, very threatening - hey, didn't I knock you out with a lightpost merely by walking behind it?"

[txkethefall]

"Oh. I guess I didn't see you," He mumbled. This wasn't going to go very well, was it? But the guy was trained, had training, and it probably meant he had more training than Percy had if you really thought about it.

So he nodded, and fished the pen out of his pocket. A simple, useless looking item, which he hoped would help. "Alright. Count of three."

"Yes-" He was, technically. But he also didn't try too hard well there way most campers did, he didn't have to worry about it as much as actual first gen demigods did. He didn't have time to explain that right now though.

"I skipped last summer but my Uncle was a son of Hermes so he used to help me train." He moved to lean against the door as he spoke, trying to make it seem like helping was taking more effort than it was. "Get out the sword, I'll give it back once we're done. You can open the door and move out of the way well I take care of it, my Aunt's house isn't too far away and she's got a first aid kit."

[recklessxenough]

@spideystark because i CAN

Lockwood refused to tug on the arm restraints while Wilkins was looking. When his own knife, stolen from his ankle, was shoved against his neck, he did nothing but close his eyes, and breathed hard. It might cut him, it might not, but he wouldn't falter.

"Where. Are. The relics?" Wilkins demanded.

"Far from here," Lockwood said with a dead tone. Wilkons patted his cheek then, and hummed. He began singing, that awful, sick joy in every turn. He turned the machine on, the humming started, and with it, Lockwood felt the dread start building. A buzz started in his ankles, and the fear crashed over him.

"Bum, buh dah bum!" Wilkins conducted in the air, singing as the machine turned up, louder. But Lockwood couldn't hear. He grit his teeth but couldn't hold it as every muscle contracted and cramped, shaking under his skin. His skin felt like it was on fire. "Want to tell me where they are now?"

Lockwood couldn't say much of anything with the fire surging in him.

[couldvestarked]

The last few years had been.... strange. Like. Doctor Strange kind of strange, with half the world disappearing, his mother losing custody and no one really knowing why, and then she got it back. Suddenly, his life had been just how it was before, with this big gap where no one could say why it changed.

Life with mom was just... life with mom. Hard, sometimes, at least from his point of view - but she was still his mother. So it went on as normal. What he wasn't expecting was a knock on the door right after his mom left for a conference.

"Uh. Hi?" He said with a tilt of his head. "Sorry, man, no one here ordered pizza."

@spideystark

[protectxthem]

@spideystark​ asked: 🔗 - for Scott, imagine the chaos that Peter and Scott being handcuffed together would cause.

Send me a  🔗 for our muses to be handcuffed to each other. | Accepting

Scott looks down at their wrists. “Alright bug buddy, looks like we’re stuck together for the time being. But no worries.” Pulls a deck of cards out of nowhere. “I can show you how to do magic.”