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amricas​:

“You and everyone else, dude. Reality literally imploded. Did you miss that?” America had. She had already fallen through the rift at that point, but even she was up to date.

peter blinked. god it was strange having america back after everything they’d witnessed happen to her. “yeah, i know...” he paused, ruminating on his words for a moment, “i can’t - you know, complain?” he shrugged.

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madamewebs​:

“That’s new.” A finger was placed in the rim of Julia’s mug before she began to pour the tea. As soon as she felt the warm liquid hit her skin she stopped pouring. “Am I imagining a Peter Parker who usually has a lot to say? Maybe, even, if he isn’t saying it aloud.” 

“maybe you’re thinking of a different peter parker,” he let out a huff of air, a crude semblance of a laugh to accompany his shell of a joke, “i’ve just got a lot on my mind right now, you know? can’t –– sorta - formulate thoughts.”

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ghcstspider​:

“See, Spider-man approves. It must be okay then.”

“normally i’d be totally flattered, but i don’t think i’m the poster child for healthy emotional processing at this point either.”

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bmbshells​:

“You have a daughter, don’t you?” Lana asked, head tilting to the side. “Does she have abilities? If so, she’d be perfect for our new incoming class. You can never start ‘em too young.”

“no,” peter answered, a bit too quickly. offering up a semi-sincere smile ( one that didn’t quite reach his eyes ), peter shrugged, “she doesn’t. got that from her mom, thankfully.”

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ircnhearted​:

“Eh.” She shrugged. “What, you got a good read on me or something?”

“sure, you could say that,” peter shrugged with a slight grin, wondering if he should’ve shown up in costume or not.

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jckpct​:

She was leaning in, two hands gripping his own. “You have to talk to me Peter. Please. I won’t know how to help you if you don’t.” Was she losing him? It felt like she losing him. It terrified Mary Jane, and she liked to think of herself as fearless.

he let himself get lost in thought for a moment, one thumb gently stroking the back of mj’s hand. “i don’t know if you can,” he finally admitted, tone utterly defeated – unsure of how much to divulge and how much his wife already knew.

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jckpct​:

“You’re morally obligated as my husband to say that.” MJ leaned into his embrace. “It’s like, number two rule of marriage: stroke the ego of your wife at all times. Even if she’s a spider monster. It’s okay – I can count on May for honesty.”

“that’s because may’s not old enough to know to lie to her mom yet,” he joked, one hand moving up to gently brush the hair away from mj’s face, “–– and i’m deeply offended you don’t think i’m telling the truth. moral obligation or not.”

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blckct​:

He was persistent, wasn’t he? Felicia gave a close lipped smile before she glanced back down to the diamond she was inspecting. “I’ve got a lot of adjectives ascribed to me, but I’m not sure admirable comes up often.” At least she wasn’t a thief anymore. Her tenure had been incredibly short before she realized it just wasn’t for her.

peter returned the smile. he’d heard about this felicia’s life–– it was admirable how she’d turned everything around. “hey, i’m sure that’s not true. you seem like a lovely person.”

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capdnvrs​:

“I hear you, Parker, and I get where you’re coming from, but you’re not being productive.” 

“carol, er –– captain, i hear you - and i ask you, what should i do to be productive. in case you haven’t noticed, i’m just me. i can’t take on doom on my own. i can’t even travel between domains on my own.”

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marvelatme​:

“Out of the public square,” she replied vaguely. “Some of us may not be minors but still aren’t exactly popular around here for a number of reasons.”

“alright yeah, that’s fair––” peter followed as kamala lead the way. it was strange, seeing her like this - grown up, wary, cynical. everything was strange in this world. “thanks,” he replied once they were in a safer area. the last thing he needed was to be imprisoned before dinner.

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notshehulk​:

“You know, the Bar really should do better at prepping lawyers to double as therapists.” Clients liked to talk. Jennifer had nodded with an I hear you so many times she had lost count. “You talk, I listen. I just can’t promise great advice.”

“no, no you’re right. you’re not a therapist. i shouldn’t be dumping this all on you,” peter immediately got up to leave, “––i’m sorry for wasting your time.”

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lastvlkyrie​:

Jane had pulled the helmet off and placed her head in her hands. “Yeah, no kidding. I have a whole army of Thor’s looking to me and I don’t know how long I can keep this up.”

peter softened a bit at jane’s words, “that sounds...difficult.” he wasn’t entirely sure how to respond to the situation, but he figured jane needed a listening ear the most right now, and he was perfectly willing to be just that - despite his own current life crisis.

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nexusbeings​:

“I’m sorry to hear that.” It probably wouldn’t help that she was there to go over that which was likely ruining his life in the first place. “I can imagine it will only get worse from here.”

“i don’t even wanna think about the hypotheticals. because i know with my goddamn luck, everything terrible that could possibly happen, will happen.”

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mckingbrds​:

“You guys get rid of the spider-virus yet?”

“yes? well, no. things have calmed down a bit, i guess. but no, it’s very much still around.”

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invisibilias​:

“Is there anything we can do to help? I know Doomstadt remained uninvolved when it came to the spider-plague, but I can talk to Victor. Appeal to him.”

“frankly i don’t know if i want anything to do with him right now. listen to yourself, sue. he’s a madman.”

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amaqvelins​:

“Hi.” Crystal managed to get out before she sneezed. She had felt it coming but hadn’t wanted to drop the baby. “Thank you. Thank god Pietro isn’t here. He hates it when I pass Luna off to strangers.”

peter began to bounce the baby on his hip, the motion almost instinctual. he had been raising a child for several years. some version of him at least. “oh, no you’re all good –– totally understand,” he offered the baby back to crystal, the words tumbling out before his brain could process what he was saying, “i’ve got a little one of my own.”

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sorcerersuprme​:

“I’ve heard you are not the only one. Has Stephen spoken with you yet?” Clea herself only had the ghost of another’s memories. It made it difficult, but she was doing her best to help.

“yeah, he has. and you know what, do i feel any better about all of this? absolutely not.”