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differenthen​:

He’s visibly surprised by this. No one knows about his abilities. He has friends he could tell, probably, but he’s never really wanted to. Dustin’s friends are the kind that you sit with at lunch, or play basketball with, but not really the kind that you tell secrets too. And so Peter is the first person to know, and the first reaction that he gets is this. It makes him feel pretty great, and brings a bit of a smile to his lips. How had he never realized that Peter’s kind of cute?

“Oh, well, I mean, it’s nothing too special.” Even though it is. He can obvious do things that defies physics, or whatever science-y shit. “I’ve uh, been able to do it since I was a kid. No special backstory, or anything like that. It’s just uh, controlling the way it moves. The uh… trajectory, I think?” Just because they’re his abilities doesn’t mean he knows all the technical terms. Having superpowers didn’t make him any smarter. 

“Since you asked me a question, I’ve got one: what’s with the webs? Like, how do they work? Where do you get ‘em?”

Nothing special? His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. How could Dustin admire Peter for his abilities but not realize that his own were just as extraordinary? Dustin could have easily been in Peter’s shoes - using his ability for the good of those around him.  great power...

“ Trajectory manipulation. ” He nodded, letting him know that he was on the right path. The words roll off his tongue as if they’re nothing out of the norm for Peter. Dustin seemed smarter than he came off, but still not a big science nerd type, so Peter made a mental note to reign in the nerd talk when asked about his web fluid. 

“ I made them! Check it out. ” Peter detached the web shooter from his wrist, holding it out for Dustin to take. “ The webbing is a synthetic material that I make myself! From the science lab at school, I use a combination of car- ” Reign it in, Peter. “ That’s not important. Anyway, uh, the web shooters, I also made from...recycled materials. Electronics and scrap metal that I find in the trash. ”

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murkyhazed​:

     where   does   she   get   off   telling   him   to   be   cool?      he   was   totally   cool,   had   been   his   whole   life.      it   was   the   uniforms   fault,   that’s   why   he   wasn’t   getting   the   ladies   like   he   used   to.      ❝   that’s   all   i   am.      i’m   cooler   than   the   ice   cream,   you   got   it?   ❞      although   saying   that   in   itself   was   totally   uncool,   he   just   chose   to   overlook   that   fact.      ❝   if   you   think   it’s   so   easy,   why   don’t   you   try   snagging   a   man   in   this   ridiculous   sailor   outfit?   ❞

cooler than the ice cream. robin had to quickly stifle a condescending laugh; it was probably the nerdiest thing he could have possibly said. but she didn’t want to bruise his pride anymore than it already was. the idea of lowering herself to meet the standards of men made her roll her eyes dramatically.  “ dingus, please. men are easy. they try to hand their numbers over to any woman that smiles at them for longer than two seconds. it’s not entirely your fault. women just have higher standards. ”

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WEATHERED AND WEARY, WHO FEELS ALONE IN THE WORLD? YOU DO. ©

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plotting call

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❛    why are you all wet    ?    ❜ ❛    it’s sandwich day.    ❜ ❛    do you know what tuna is    ?    ❜ ❛    i’d be an abomination.    ❜ ❛    why is this so important    ?    ❜ ❛    family means no one gets left behind.    ❜ ❛    if you want to leave you can.    ❜ ❛    i’ll remember you,    though.    ❜ ❛    i remember everyone that leaves.    ❜ ❛    you’re the cause of all this.    ❜ ❛    it’s little and broken,    but still good.    ❜ ❛    you’re vile,    you’re foul,    you’re flawed.    ❜ ❛    also cute and fluffy.    ❜ ❛    you wreck everything you touch.    ❜ ❛    why not try making something for a change    ?    ❜ ❛    no more caffeine for you.    ❜ ❛    he / she wanted me to join his legion of the undead.    ❜ ❛    i knew it.    ❜ ❛    oh good.    my dog found the chainsaw.    ❜ ❛    sorry i bit you,    and pulled your hair,    and punched you in the face.    ❜ ❛    i got a new dog    !    ❜ ❛    you are so finished when i get in there.    ❜ ❛    trust me,    this is not gonna end well.    ❜ ❛    ha    !    i win    !    ❜ ❛    a falling star.    i call it.    ❜ ❛    get out,    i have to make a wish.    ❜ ❛    can’t you go any faster    ?    ❜ ❛    gravity is increasing on me.    ❜ ❛    the same thing happened yesterday.    ❜ ❛    why do you act so weird    ?    ❜ ❛    you look familiar.    ❜ ❛    i’m lost.    ❜ ❛    don’t interact with her / him.    ❜ ❛    we know her / him.    ❜ ❛    look at the bright side.    you won’t have to yell at anyone anymore.    ❜ ❛    we’re a broken family aren’t we     ?    ❜ ❛    maybe a little,    maybe a lot.    ❜ ❛    i shouldn’t have yelled at you.    ❜ ❛    it’s our job.    ❜ ❛    you can never belong.    ❜ ❛    i didn’t teach him / her that.    ❜ ❛    you came back.    ❜ ❛    nobody get’s left behind.    ❜ ❛    come on,    what’s the big deal    ?    ❜ ❛    leave my mother out of this    !    ❜ ❛    oh great,    he / she’s loose.    ❜ ❛    did you ever kill anyone    ?    ❜ ❛    are you happy    ?    ❜ ❛    i’m adjusted.    ❜ ❛    he / she likes your butt and fancy hair.    ❜ ❛    no,    that’s from my blue period    !    ❜ ❛    oh,    you are such a pain.    ❜ ❛    stupid head    !    ❜ ❛    read the charges.    ❜ ❛    are they intelligent    ?    ❜ ❛    did you catch fire again    ?    ❜ ❛    answer me.    ❜ ❛    what was that    ?    ❜ ❛    i know you had something to do with this.    ❜ ❛    what are you doing    ?    ❜ ❛    you’re just jealous ‘cause i’m pretty.    ❜ ❛    i know what you mean.    ❜ ❛    i need someone to be my friend.    ❜ ❛    he / she’s very persuasive.    ❜ ❛    please go about your business.    ❜ ❛    oh,    i can’t complain.    ❜ ❛    you smell like a lawn mower.    ❜ ❛    ____    is troubled.    he / she needs desserts.    ❜ ❛    here,    educate yourself.    ❜ ❛    this is low even for you.    ❜ ❛    you’re all mine.    ❜ ❛    please don’t do this.    ❜ ❛    leave me alone to die.    ❜ ❛    does this look infected to you    ?    ❜ ❛    you’d better not have rabies.    ❜ ❛    don’t worry,    this is all part of a plan.    ❜ ❛    we are professionals.    ❜ ❛    hey    !    get that out of your mouth.    ❜ ❛    new rules.    ❜ ❛    that is the ugliest thing i ever saw.    ❜ ❛    listen carefully.    ❜ ❛    that would be a bad idea.    ❜ ❛    aren’t they beautiful    ?    ❜ ❛    uncomfortable    ?    good.    ❜ ❛    with pleasure.    ❜

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differenthen​:

This is a lot. And Dustin does just kind of stand there and stare for a minute, because he has no idea how to really deal with this. It wasn’t that he really had anything against Peter, apparently he doesn’t really even know much about him, but he certainly wasn’t overly nice to him. And now he was learning that this was Spider-Man? 

It was confusing for plenty of reasons.

“Okay.” He finally says. Not that the plan had ever been to tell people, because he really had no reason to. (And it wasn’t like anyone would believe him even if he tried). Dustin could be a bit of a dick, but even that was too far for him. “So you’re Spider-Man?” Which is exactly what Peter had just said, but Dustin feels the need to actually say it out loud himself. “Got it. Right.”

A deep breath in. He’s still bouncing, but the adrenaline has mostly worn off. “So you won’t tell anyone about what happened in the alleyway?” He’s referring mostly to his abilities, (which he’s not sure if that could get him kicked off the basketball team, but he doesn’t want to find out), but also to how he had acted like a total fanboy there for a minute. “Deal?”

“ Dude! ” With the subject turned away from his own big reveal and back to Dustin’s, Peter immediately sprang back into excited revelry. “ What you did back there was amazing! ” He wasn’t thinking about anything that Dustin had said moments before. He’d be just as excited to meet someone like himself - hell, he is just as excited! He hadn’t thought too hard into the statements. His mind kept going back to the orange blur zooming past before spiraling back around. 

“ How long have you been able to do that? I’ve never met anyone else that could do things like - well...I have actually...lots of people. But they’re all old and you’re cool! ” He was rambling - but the more he thought about someone his own age with abilities, the more excited he got. He didn’t care if it was nerdy - he was nerdy! That was nothing new to anyone. “Your secret is safe with me. ”

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( @vihilum​ said: [ bloody ] for peter coming to dick with blood stains! // meme tag )

“ what? oh, this! this is nothing! ” digits raised to wipe at the steady stream of crimson that was trailing from his left nostril. he did what he could to remain composed, not wanting to show weakness, but the pain was intensifying and panic was starting to build. “ oh, god, is it broken? please tell me it’s not broken... ”

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✨new and updated muse page so send memes✨

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differenthen​:

Shirt being grabbed catches him entirely off guard, and while he would never actually admit it, his heart does race a little. While he would only ever claim to be a fan of Spider-Man, he knew that the hero was a celebrity crush of his. Usually that just meant watching clips of him on Youtube at one in the morning, not being pulled into alleyways with him.

“No, yeah, uh, swinging seems a lot more efficient. And a lot cooler.”

A small nod of his head, eyes glancing away from the other and to the ground as he also takes the moment to catch his breath. Even though they aren’t running, he doesn’t do a very good job at standing still, bouncing a little bit on his feet. Though, he does freeze when he sees Spider-Man take off his mask and-

“Peter Parker?” He probably says the name a little louder than he should, but he’s entirely caught off guard by the reveal. And he’s definitely embarrassed, now. Cheeks become dark red, which he hopes is slightly hidden because it’s dark out.

“Is this some kind of like, joke?” He doesn’t know how or why that would work, but he doesn’t really say that because he believes it. He says that because he feels like the right thing to do is fall back into the part he usually plays around Peter: the asshole jock. It seems easier than dealing with the fact that Peter might be Spider-Man, or that he saw Dustin’s powers, or witnessed him acting… like that.

He can’t help but flinch at the sound of his name - his real name! - being thrown at him. His eyes bounce from the ground to the buildings surrounding them, to the star-filled sky above; anywhere that isn’t his now horror-stuck classmate.  How could he possibly mess up this badly?! Between the mingled realization that Dustin had some ability of his own - which he still wants to question and pry into - the adrenaline of the fight and the exhaustion of running, he just hadn’t fully been thinking.

“ It’s not a joke. Please, don’t tell anyone... ” How could he possibly mess up this badly?! His voice is quiet, back to the usual, soft spoken, shy Peter Parker. The nerdy Peter Parker that gets picked on in the halls or ignored like he’s invisible. Not the confident, wise-cracking superhero that he’d been no more than two minutes ago.

“ I’m - ” He stops and musters up everything that he can - everything that Mr. Stark had taught him about being confident and strong in the face of adversity and danger - and clears his throat, straightening up to his full height, though he’s still not quite as tall as Dustin. “ I am Spider-Man. ”

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differenthen​:

Adrenaline is coursing through his veins. This is the first time that he’s used his powers for something that wasn’t basketball related, and he certainly had never used them to help anyone out like that. Not only that, but SPIDER-MAN IS TELLING HIM HOW COOL THAT WAS. He has no idea how to handle that, but his heart is currently threatening to beat right out of his chest. 

“I mean uh, it’s no big deal! It’s just uh, a thing I can do.” He’s talking while running, now. With all of the athletics that he does, running is basically second nature to him, now. Plus, he’s not sure that he could really stop if he wanted to. Another side affect of all the adrenaline.

“But uh, can I just say, I’m like, a super huge fan?” Now this is the kind of thing that he would never admit to anyone other than the hero himself. As far as Dustin was concerned, his love for the web-slinger did not fit with his reputation. “I mean, your powers are like, so cool. And like, you’re such a badass, dude.” He’s also just talking because, once again, adrenaline rush.

Admittedly, running has never been one of Peter’s specialties. Being able to web to something and swing around was one of the best things to happen to him. Now, trying to keep pace with basketball player - someone athletic, who was used to running back and forth for long periods! - he was reminded just how unathletic he truly was. No amount of abilities or adrenaline was going to help him keep up their pace.

“ Oh, thank you for that! Really, it means a - in here! ” Another alley passed and Peter grips Dustin’s shirt, pulling him into the shadows. He just needs a second to breathe! “ Sorry, I just...I’m not used to running like that.  ” His words are gasped between deep inhales. “ Usually I just swing around and there isn’t so much running involved. ” 

Without thinking - without hesitating - he tugs the mask from his head, sweat drenched curls falling free. Without the mask obstructing his face, he’s able to breathe deeper. It only takes a second for his breathing to even out and his eyes land on the mask in his grasp, realizing what he’s done. “ Oh, crap... ”

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“ What the - ”

The basketball whizzing past them would have been just enough of a distraction for Peter to gain the upperhand again - to win the fight and save the night - but he’s caught off guard when the orange blur swings back around suddenly and hits its missed target with a thud. All he could muster is a fascinated “ Woah! ”  

It doesn’t fully register that this was his opportunity to escape - he’s too focused on what had just happened! The last second switch in direction just wasn’t logically possible! His eyes focus in on the source of the flying basketball and he’s stunned for a second - Dustin Sterling? Finally, being yelled at pulls him from his stupor and he finds bearings once again. “ Oh yeah, right! Running! ” 

But not before scooping up the basketball to deliver it back. “ That was awesome! I totally thought it was gonna miss but then it just - whoosh! - and he... ” Peter turns his attention back to the figure at the other end of the alley, groaning and starting to move again. “ We should probably keep moving! ”

Dustin is headed home from basketball practice, his house only a short walk from the rec center where he liked to go. It was an average night, gym bag slung over one shoulder, phone in one hand, and basketball under his other arm. Usually, he just heads straight home, it’s the smart thing to do, but as he’s walking, he notices something out of the corner of his eye in one of the alleyways. It seemed like something bright red was in some trouble. A couple steps closer is all it takes for him to realize what the blur of red is: Spider-Man.

Spotting the hero makes his heart flutter, because it’s him, but also because the guy was in danger. Dustin though, hasn’t been spotted by either the hero, or the guy attacking him. So, thinking quick on his feet, phone is tossed in his pocket, and basketball is thrown at the head of Spidey’s attacker. 

It seems for a second that maybe Dustin has missed, (blame it on nerves), until the basketball suddenly curves, gets an extra boost of force, and hits the guy right in the head. It looks like it hurts too. And then, “hey, run!” comes from Dustin, as he motions for the other to follow.

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firecpals​:

to lie or to tell the truth: since he’d been caught, and allison hargreeves was a worthy opponent who he didn’t want to hurt him (and who he didn’t want to hurt in the bargain) he figured telling the truth was his best option. and honestly, he didn’t like scaring people who hadn’t done anything wrong. intimidation was his business, his family business, but she wasn’t part of their world. she just had the bad luck of having a very famous emerald. 

“ i came about an emerald. but since it’s not here, i’m assuming you’re wearing it? “ he called back down, finally stepping into her view from the top of the stairs with his hands up to show he wasn’t armed - at least not with a gun. with his powers he was always armed. “ but i don’t want to hurt you. i’m actually a pretty big fan. i saw your last movie, loved the ending. “ 

allison’s nerves calmed slightly when the stranger stepped into view. he didn’t look outwardly dangerous - then again, neither did she. but better yet, he had an objective. when people wanted something, they could be satiated - peacefully, with any luck. an emerald. she owned a lot of jewelry but immediately she knew which piece he was after. she pulled the necklace from beneath the collar of her shirt. 

“ this the rock you’re looking for? ” her eyes move down to study the emerald - it had been given to her - a gift at the wrap party of her last project. what value did it truly hold that she wasn’t aware of? as long as they were being honest with each other... “ how much is it selling for? or is this little trinket for yourself? ”

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stunned. baffled. heartbroken.  klaus’ mouth opened and closed in search of words to express his absolute dismay at ben’s outburst. not even the zayn?! surely he was at least the liam or the louis!  a slender finger pointed at the tip of ben’s nose. “ words hurt, benjamin. i’ll have you know, i’m the camila cabello of this group, and she’s waaaay bigger than normani! ”

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“You know what your problem really is, Klaus? You think you’re the Normani of The Umbrella Academy. You think you can Beyonce your way out of anything. When the truth is… you’re not even the Zayn. And you have the attitude. And the entitlement! Of JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE.”

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“ you’re trying too hard. ” she felt bad for the guy - she could tell he wasn’t used to failure and continuously striking out was really a crushing blow to his ego - but she didn’t let her sudden bout of sympathy stop her from plotting another thick dark hash mark under the aptly titled ‘ you suck ’ side of her board. after all, what else was there to do? work? gross. “ just be cool. you remember how to do that, right? ”

@uncxmfortablynumb   ♡   /   feat. steve ( for robin )

     ❝   oh   haha,   yeah   that’s   really   funny.      put   another   mark   on   the   board   of   steve’s   strikeouts.      really,   hilarious.   ❞

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i tricked my brain into being productive by making icons for all the muses (and a few i didn’t even realize i wanted??) so the muse page is about to be updated again and now i’ll do all my drafts, finally.

thank you for your patience while i’ve been a finicky little shit.

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plotting call

hit the heart and i’ll come to you with some ideas!