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@chiwit says: ❝ This should work! Or vaporize me and everything in this building. ❞ ( from Jason <3 )
"You know," Peter perched lightly on the side of the adjacent building, just far enough away that he had a decent head start if whatever Jason was planning went up in flames. "That's not exactly reassuring."
Look Peter Parker has a no-kill code but even he'd kill the Joker at this point. Or at least look the other way while someone else did it.
@inhcritance says: ❝ I don't even know what the right thing is, anymore. ❞
Peter looked down at his feet, kicking against the side of the building. A rooftop pizza talk; they're always good for getting those deep-seated insecurities out.
"I don't think you're supposed to really," he muses, tipping his head to rest it against Harry's shoulder. "I never know if what I'm doing is right. I just know that it does some good, sometimes."
He pauses. "And then other times it gets people killed so like, don't base any moral decisions on me."
@ccmplicatedweb says: ❝ It's a metaphor for capitalism. ❞
"Oh is it now?" Peter tilts his head, eyeing the smoking husk of a building. "You know, I can see it."
@chiwit says: ❝ I don't always like what I have to do. ❞ ( + Miguel )
Peter sighs through his nose. It's....he agrees with Miguel's overall mission, but there's something to be said for considering all the angles and all the options before coming to a conclusion. He doesn't think that's what happened here.
He doesn't KNOW of course, he wasn't a part of the Society back then, but something about canon events rubs him the wrong way. He doesn't say that though. Instead he says:
"Yeah, I don't like what you have to do either."
Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Mᴀɴ : Aᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Vᴇʀsᴇ (2023) - Pᴀʀᴛ 2
A collection of random lines compiled from the Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) Feel free to change the pronouns in order to better suit the parts involved.
call peter pretty cowards.
NORMALLY, distractions didn't work on him. Even the ones where people attempt to stroke his ego; it worked . . . for a time. But Eddie was smart. He saw through those attempts for what they were. But this . . . this wasn't one that's been used on him before.
Or . . . maybe deep down, he knew what was going on. But didn't care for the time being. For he terribly needed some reassurance in his life. To know that maybe, he wouldn't always be alone. That somebody out there believed in him. That everything he bled for wasn't all in vain.
Maybe.
Riddler's arms raised higher on Spider - Man's back, returning the firmness as if he'd fall if he loosens up.
There's an ending to this, & it's back clothed with pristine white in Arkham Asylum. Eddie realized that, somewhere in his frantic mind. So, he said in a hushed voice . . .
❝ I'm not. ❞
Peter should be using this distraction to slap some cuffs on the guy or drag him to the police. Instead, he's rubbing soothing circles on his back like his uncle used to do when he was upset as a kid and keeping tabs on his spider-sense which has yet to blare. So Riddler has yet to try and stab him in the back.
That's nice. Confusing, but nice.
"I know buddy, but it's gonna be ok." He didn't know if he was lying or not.
After double and triple checking that there was no one around to see, Peter jumped down from the fire escape he'd been sitting on down to the alleyway below. He always did better thinking a bit higher up and in the open air. But Spider-Man didn't need to be seen with a GED book in hand... It was bad enough when everyone knew exactly how old he was. He didn't need that sort of speculation running around again.
"Oh. Um..." he hesitated, uncertain about meeting another May. Another him? Sure. His aunt, with everything that'd happened...? "I- I dunno, man. Maybe. 's... Yeah." Peter shrugged, jamming his hands in his pockets as he walked.
Peter frowned. "You don't have to say yes," he reminds the other, gently. "She'll well....I won't say she'll understand because I'm not sure anyone can comprehend dying in another universe, but she'll get it. Sort of." He's rambling, and twitchy in the way he only gets when he's nervous.
He rubs at the back of his neck and then rocks back on his heels, a feat considering they're actively walking. "She looks nothing like your Aunt May," he says again. "She's a good head shorter than me, and is going grey, she's older than your May. She works as a nurse practitioner, we don't have FEAST in my New York."
"Awww, it's the apocalypse, babe you bring me to the nicest places." A gloved hand over his heart, Peter pretends to fawn over the ruined skyline. In actuality, he has a scream locked behind his teeth. "Next time, I'm picking what we do for date night."
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Peter Parker's rage and kindness is actually so important???? To me???? Forgive me i'm very sleepy but he has so much rage and pain directed at a world that hurt him and he just.....chooses to be kind despite it all.
"He likes to sleep with the light on at night."
PROMPTS FOR ASSERTIVE ACCUSATIONS * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
Incoming (tomorrow morning)
