peter-b-parkerr

[peter-b-parkerr]

[OOC: anyone think about how (I’m pretty sure, may be wrong) Peter b was confirmed to be suicidal, and miles basically saved him? Meeting him was the reason he got back with MJ and had Mayday.]

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Oh. That’s….not..”

“I mean, cool man. Uhh..nice to meet you too.”

“Wait, wait, wait- what do you mean your name is Spiders-man?”

“What, are you like..a bunch of spiders in one suit? Euh- that sounds creepy…I mean, no offense to spiders, for obvious reasons, but a bunch all at once?”

“That gives me the heebie jeebies.”

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“ Uh . . Thanks. Nice to meet you too— I guess,”

“but . Yeah. I.. am a bunch of spiders in a suit. Surprise? Glad I give you the heebie jeebies.”

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Peter chuckled affectionately, watching his daughter babble on about…something. He smiled at Hobie, crouching down next to him.

“How has she been?” Peter hums as mayday crawls over to him, picking her up and standing. The spider snorted as nick got smacked.

“Hellooo~?” A voice calls out. When you look, you’re met with Peter b. Parker’s head sticking out of a portal, and soon after, the rest of him steps out.

“I’m here to pick up a certain adorable little girl?” The man grinned, looking around for May-day, and also at Hobie.

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Hobie had been sitting on the ground, may day in ther center of the carpet. Hobies mates, milo, and nick were sitting there as well, each with a toy in hand. Mayday was babbling, and hobie nodded along.

"Spit it. Yeah, you right girl." He mused with a smirk as Mayday went on. Once he heard Peter he looked up. "Ah, the dad's back."

"She has a dad? I thought she just-" nick was cut off by a smack by milo on the back of his head.

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Thank you, Hobie.” Peter smiles, watching Mayday happily cling to the younger spider.

“Alright, I trust you.” He chuckled. The man slowly turned towards the portal. “Be good now, okay?” The spider said to the little girl, grinning at her.

“See ya later. Around…ten? Yeah. Ten.”

“Hobie! Hey, kiddo!” A portal opens up behind him, and Peter b comes stepping out, waving.

“Well- not kiddo, I guess. Little man- man. Hey man.” He corrects himself, chuckling.

“Say…uhm- do you babysitting?” The man grins nervously, Mayday babbling out something from where she rests against his chest, gently wrapped in the pink robe the man wears.

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*hobie had mindlessly scrolling his phone on his couch in his boat, his mates, milo and nick on the ground for some reason, passed out. Hobie jumped a bit at the sudden voice but quickly relaxed and sat up with a strech* "Ahhh, reality spider, wassup" *he yawned, and looked at mayday* "need a babysitta for the lil' anarchist? Sure, I can do it."

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“How has spider-man work been going?”

“I know how easy it is to push yourself too hard in this line of work. So I wanted to make sure you haven’t been overworking bud.”

“Hey- kid. Can I talk to you about something for a second?”

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Sure man, wassup?

[peter-b-parkerr]

Peter blinked as fingers snapped in front of his face, quickly steeling his expression. “Yeah, I’m fine bud- sorry about that.” He chuckled.

When had he become so anxious? Probably since May-day arrived.

“Anyways- back to my previous question? How’s it been?”

Peter knew it was a bad idea. He knew he shouldn’t- he knew, he knew, he knew. But he couldnt get himself to care.

He needed to see miles.

Peter had almost contemplated turning back as the portal open, and he saw in front of him what must be the door to Miles’s home. But he pushed that thought away and stepped through.

His hand hovered there for a moment, tense-

And then he knocked.

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Something was off. Miles’s spider senses had tingled a few minutes ago, yet nothing had happened yet…something was wrong.

A villain better not show up. It was movie night, something he hadn’t done with his parents in a while thanks to school. If a villain ruined it because of some petty beef he was seriously gonna lose it.

I mean, really? He had three exams this week, homework given out on every day, two random pop quizzes- both on spanish, and don’t even get him started on the job search. Being spider-man was cool and all, but it didn’t exactly pay well, or at all. And thats just civilian life! With all the random baddies popping up, no one taking him seriously, having to live up to a dead man-…ok, hes rambling again. Right. Sorry. Right.

Nothings wrong, it’s fine, it’ll all be-

A knock was heard on the door.

“It’s probably the pizza, I’ll get it, mami.” Miles said as he put a hand on his mom’s shoulder to sit her back down, and got up from the couch. He grabbed the wallet from the table next to the front door and put his hand on the doorknob.

…

His spider senses were tingling again. Someone- or something, he didn’t know- was outside…I mean, yeah, obviously someone/thing is outside, the door was knocked on. But still.

He shouldn’t open the door. What if it’s an ambush? What if a villain discovered his identity? It wasn’t like he tried too hard to hide it but still. Oh God. What if whoever was outside was a serious villain? Like one of those that go after parents and take them hostage, then the hero has to go on this long and arduous task of traveling the world looking for said parents, only to find them when it’s too late, and then the villain is cackling above him and he’s too weak to beat him and he’s crumpled on the floor and his parents are right there but he can’t reach them anymore and the bad guy can just kill him now if he wanted to but he prefers to watch Miles suffer and his mami and papi are gone and then and then and then- JUST OPEN THE DOOR MILES. GET UP.

Miles twisted the doorknob- a little too hard, but who can blame him?- and immediately pushed back the person in front of the door, webbing him against the wall off to the side.

He could feel his heavy breath as his heart rate tried to calm down. Oh, it was just Peter, it wasn’t a villain. Peter wouldn’t hurt him, Peter was-…

“PETER?!”

[peter-b-parkerr]

*boop*

“Hey- what was that?”

[peter-b-parkerr]

peeb? havent seen one of you around in a while

[OOC: Is this an rp ask or for the give my muse a pet name? ]

[If it’s for the name thing, I actually really like it- +1 nickname.]

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Not…really I guess? It seems obvious- but..”

“I will. Thanks noir.”

“Hey! How are you doing noir?”

“Still having fun punching nazis? And by the way I tried egg cream finally! It’s…okay?”

- @peter-b-parkerr

I've been better, I've been worse. Being resurrected is quite a pain, especially when the Spider Goddess experiments.

And yes, I'm still punching Nazis, as well as the odd facist.

How about yourself?

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Yeah! MJ is doing great, and miles…”

“He’s okay. I just….god I wish he wouldnt overwork himself so much. I guess it just comes with the position of spider-man. But man…”

“Hey! How are you doing noir?”

“Still having fun punching nazis? And by the way I tried egg cream finally! It’s…okay?”

- @peter-b-parkerr

I've been better, I've been worse. Being resurrected is quite a pain, especially when the Spider Goddess experiments.

And yes, I'm still punching Nazis, as well as the odd facist.

How about yourself?

[peter-b-parkerr]

“I’m alright! Catching up with miles, going on dates with MJ- it’s good!”

“Hey! How are you doing noir?”

“Still having fun punching nazis? And by the way I tried egg cream finally! It’s…okay?”

- @peter-b-parkerr

I've been better, I've been worse. Being resurrected is quite a pain, especially when the Spider Goddess experiments.

And yes, I'm still punching Nazis, as well as the odd facist.

How about yourself?

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Oof-“ he let out a small sound at the unexpected hug. Before he chuckled and wrapped his arms back around Miles with a smile. Peter quickly moved out of the view of the door, just in case they could see him.

And if that didn’t make him feel guilty….he’d been studying how to travel dimensions? For them? When they had access to it the entire time? Well, not the entire time, but….

Miles liked art. But he was trying to study physics and such for them. Peter hadn’t felt this guilty since he left MJ. Atleast they were happily back together now.

“Yeah, yeah- uhm…no. No one else yet. Just me.” He managed. “It’s okay, kid.” Peter brushed it off. He attempted a smile, and found out it came without having to force it too much.

“I’ve missed you too! How’re you?” Momentarily, he tried to put aside the heavy feeling weighing on his shoulders, and pulled miles into another hug. Squeezing him tightly as if to check he was there.

Peter had spent a lot of nights worrying.

What if there was a villain too big, too clever, too strong- for miles to beat? What if his webs failed him when he was too high up? What if his identity was revealed? What if, what if, what if.

Peter knew it was a bad idea. He knew he shouldn’t- he knew, he knew, he knew. But he couldnt get himself to care.

He needed to see miles.

Peter had almost contemplated turning back as the portal open, and he saw in front of him what must be the door to Miles’s home. But he pushed that thought away and stepped through.

His hand hovered there for a moment, tense-

And then he knocked.

- @peter-b-parkerr

Something was off. Miles’s spider senses had tingled a few minutes ago, yet nothing had happened yet…something was wrong.

A villain better not show up. It was movie night, something he hadn’t done with his parents in a while thanks to school. If a villain ruined it because of some petty beef he was seriously gonna lose it.

I mean, really? He had three exams this week, homework given out on every day, two random pop quizzes- both on spanish, and don’t even get him started on the job search. Being spider-man was cool and all, but it didn’t exactly pay well, or at all. And thats just civilian life! With all the random baddies popping up, no one taking him seriously, having to live up to a dead man-…ok, hes rambling again. Right. Sorry. Right.

Nothings wrong, it’s fine, it’ll all be-

A knock was heard on the door.

“It’s probably the pizza, I’ll get it, mami.” Miles said as he put a hand on his mom’s shoulder to sit her back down, and got up from the couch. He grabbed the wallet from the table next to the front door and put his hand on the doorknob.

…

His spider senses were tingling again. Someone- or something, he didn’t know- was outside…I mean, yeah, obviously someone/thing is outside, the door was knocked on. But still.

He shouldn’t open the door. What if it’s an ambush? What if a villain discovered his identity? It wasn’t like he tried too hard to hide it but still. Oh God. What if whoever was outside was a serious villain? Like one of those that go after parents and take them hostage, then the hero has to go on this long and arduous task of traveling the world looking for said parents, only to find them when it’s too late, and then the villain is cackling above him and he’s too weak to beat him and he’s crumpled on the floor and his parents are right there but he can’t reach them anymore and the bad guy can just kill him now if he wanted to but he prefers to watch Miles suffer and his mami and papi are gone and then and then and then- JUST OPEN THE DOOR MILES. GET UP.

Miles twisted the doorknob- a little too hard, but who can blame him?- and immediately pushed back the person in front of the door, webbing him against the wall off to the side.

He could feel his heavy breath as his heart rate tried to calm down. Oh, it was just Peter, it wasn’t a villain. Peter wouldn’t hurt him, Peter was-…

“PETER?!”

[peter-b-parkerr]

Peter coughed, grimacing as he got stuck to the wall. He couldn’t blame Miles, really. The boy just…didn’t realize who he was. Yeah, didn’t know it was Peter. No other reason. He couldn’t overthink it.

“Hah…I- hey kiddo…?” He tried a smile, but it looked super awkward. Peter B really didn’t know what to say. What are you supposed to say to the kid who you hadn’t seen in…how long had it even been?

“Long time no see.” He stated.

What are you supposed to say to the kid who saved your life, without even realizing it?

Peter knew it was a bad idea. He knew he shouldn’t- he knew, he knew, he knew. But he couldnt get himself to care.

He needed to see miles.

Peter had almost contemplated turning back as the portal open, and he saw in front of him what must be the door to Miles’s home. But he pushed that thought away and stepped through.

His hand hovered there for a moment, tense-

And then he knocked.

- @peter-b-parkerr

Something was off. Miles’s spider senses had tingled a few minutes ago, yet nothing had happened yet…something was wrong.

A villain better not show up. It was movie night, something he hadn’t done with his parents in a while thanks to school. If a villain ruined it because of some petty beef he was seriously gonna lose it.

I mean, really? He had three exams this week, homework given out on every day, two random pop quizzes- both on spanish, and don’t even get him started on the job search. Being spider-man was cool and all, but it didn’t exactly pay well, or at all. And thats just civilian life! With all the random baddies popping up, no one taking him seriously, having to live up to a dead man-…ok, hes rambling again. Right. Sorry. Right.

Nothings wrong, it’s fine, it’ll all be-

A knock was heard on the door.

“It’s probably the pizza, I’ll get it, mami.” Miles said as he put a hand on his mom’s shoulder to sit her back down, and got up from the couch. He grabbed the wallet from the table next to the front door and put his hand on the doorknob.

…

His spider senses were tingling again. Someone- or something, he didn’t know- was outside…I mean, yeah, obviously someone/thing is outside, the door was knocked on. But still.

He shouldn’t open the door. What if it’s an ambush? What if a villain discovered his identity? It wasn’t like he tried too hard to hide it but still. Oh God. What if whoever was outside was a serious villain? Like one of those that go after parents and take them hostage, then the hero has to go on this long and arduous task of traveling the world looking for said parents, only to find them when it’s too late, and then the villain is cackling above him and he’s too weak to beat him and he’s crumpled on the floor and his parents are right there but he can’t reach them anymore and the bad guy can just kill him now if he wanted to but he prefers to watch Miles suffer and his mami and papi are gone and then and then and then- JUST OPEN THE DOOR MILES. GET UP.

Miles twisted the doorknob- a little too hard, but who can blame him?- and immediately pushed back the person in front of the door, webbing him against the wall off to the side.

He could feel his heavy breath as his heart rate tried to calm down. Oh, it was just Peter, it wasn’t a villain. Peter wouldn’t hurt him, Peter was-…

“PETER?!”

[peter-b-parkerr]

“I know, I know kiddo. And I’m…sorry about that.”

“It’s been good! Me and MJ are back together- it’s great!”

“But more importantly, how are you doing?”

girls are so pretty I need to kill myself everytime I see one just because I don’t deserve to breath the same air as her

[peter-b-parkerr]

“Yep! Aha- I…it’s been a while- uhm..”

“Hey kid…?”

girls are so pretty I need to kill myself everytime I see one just because I don’t deserve to breath the same air as her

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“No. This shit is an utter disgrace to my name.”

“Wait- are you a kid? Uhm, this thing is an utter disgrace.”

“I’m gonna lose it. How dare they model a popsicle after me and make it taste LIKE ASS.”

“This is just downright disrespectful.”

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