Peter B. Parker

what did they mean when they said ‘i can’t trust you’?

for months? you’ve been putting me through this for months?

how can you come back and even look me in the eye after all you’ve done

you didn’t mean that, right? please tell me you didn’t mean that

you swore you wouldn’t leave, you promised

after everything we’ve been through? seriously?

did i ever even know you?

please don’t do this, you’re all i’ve left

it wasn’t like that, it was us against you from the beginning

i was never on your side to begin with, don’t you get that?

but i’m doing this for you, for us, doesn’t that count for anything?

i know what you did, don’t even try

wait, how do you know about that

was it you? did you tell them? did you tell them the one thing i begged you not to?

i trusted you with my life, i trusted you with everything i had!

fuck, i regret ever having even met you

so, it was all a lie? nothing of what we went through mattered to you?

you could have stabbed me at least a thousand times before this, why now?

why didn’t you just kill me when you had the chance, huh?

did you have fun? did you enjoy yourself, pretending to be my friend?

i don’t want to hear it, i don’t care why you did it

we took you in, we cared for you, and this is what you were after the entire time?

i should have listened when they told me to stay away from you

the people i cared about… gone, all because of you and some stupid plan

you don’t get it, this is the only way, okay?

maybe if you learnt how to prioritise better, you would actually understand why i had to do this

i never meant to hurt you, it may have been a lie at first, but please, you have to believe me

tell me i imagined you leaving, tell me none of this happened and i’ll believe you

i’d rather die than be stuck with a traitor any moment longer

we all depended on you, how could you do this to us?

is it my fault you trust so foolishly and willingly?

i’m sorry, i know it’s meaningless now, but please, know i’m sorry

you’ll understand one day, you’ll understand i never actually meant to hurt you

you don’t even look dejected, do you enjoy playing with other people’s lives?

you took everything from me, you fucking bastard

i wish i’d have killed you when they told me to

you’re meant for so much more, why cry when you could join me?

i had to make you trust me, you would have never come this far, otherwise

there are far bigger things at stake here than your broken heart

why do you even care so much? you were using me just the same!

so i was right about you after all, i’m glad i never fully trusted you

you know what? you’re nothing more than a lesson to me now, so fuck off

Monster-themed for the most part, but feel free to change ‘it’ pronouns to something else for a humanoid villain.

Eric Szmanda in Shangri-La: Near Extinction (2018)

@beterbarker sent: does it bring you happiness?

"If I say yes, just how much are you going to rope me into babysitting?" Gabriella suspected that Peter had plenty of babysitters lining up, but she also knew that half of the Spider People were unreliable at best and the rest were dinosaurs, cats and pigs.

"Yeah, it's fun," She admitted. "It's nice having someone around who isn't side-eying you and just thinks all your weirdness is funny and not a horrifying genetic experiment gone wrong."

Babies, who knew?

"Honestly, it's killing me a bit not being able to bring her with me this time," Peter admitted fondly as he moved to rest a hand on Gabriella's shoulder. "I'll only ask if I absolutely have to, don't worry."

As the young woman continued to speak, Peter's gaze became more understanding. There's a soft sigh that seeped past his lips as he gave a sympathetic nod and a reassuring squeeze to her shoulder before withdrawing back to his side. "Yeah, the world can definitely be a bit judgy. I'm not saying it'll stop, but you know you've got all of us to lean on, right?

"You don't have to deal with any of this on your own."

There's a sadness that moved into Peter's eyes as he heard her talk about Miguel. He couldn't ever imagine being in either Miguel's or Gabrielle's shoes when it came to this matter. He came to grow to love them both as if they were his own family, and both have been so valid in their feelings that he's glad he didn't have to pick a side.

"It's because he cares about you. I'm not-I'm not saying that to make everything better or to make excuses for him, but.." he trails off for a moment to think his next words over carefully. "He's gone through a lot, more than really any one of us knows, and when he found out about you-what you lost, I think he just wanted to step up so you wouldn't hurt the way he has.

"I'm planning a way to get home, Peter," Miguel says, as easily as one might talk about the weather. "And I'm not really the type to waste time." At least not with anything that matters, anyway.

"I'd also really like to figure out a way to keep" -- he gestures towards himself, then frowns when he realises he can't really explain it -- "this pain from happening. That probably should happen first."

Miguel's hands fold over the top of the table. "With my molecules being in a world they didn't exist in before, though, I imagine the physical balance of your universe must be jeopardised in some way.

Peter goes quiet for a moment as he gazes at the other Spider-Man sympathetically.

"All of the time," he admits in a soft voice, eyes moving downwards as he recalls how it felt glitching out because he was somewhere he didn't belong. "The longer I was there, the worse it got."

His gaze returns to the man from another time and dimension. He knows how bad the pain can be, and he can only hope they figure a solution out quickly, even if it's just to balance him somehow. After all, Miguel might not be like any of the Spiders he's met before, and maybe he's not like any of the others, but he's still a person. One that seems to be good beneath all of the bluntness.

"Oooh. Good answer!"

She's not even sure she'd be much use with children. Even if she had gone from managing one user to a what felt like a whole daycare. The hard light's still a little....experimental.

It's fine. She's seen Mayday bounce.

"Thanks! I'm chock full of them!"

A nervous laugh flees Peter as Lyla mentions finding trouble, even more so as an excited garble leaves his daughter's mouth as she makes her way over to the woman.

i rewatched the etern.als. and then i got thinkin. and now you guys are on the receiving end of more protective prompts, but these little beauties are aimed more for the act of actually saving a life! bon appetit!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ what the hell were you thinking?! you could’ve been killed! “

“ hey! get away from them! “

“ if you wanna hurt them, you’re going to have to get through me, first. “

“ you underestimate how much you mean to me. i wasn’t about to let them hurt you. and i certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you. “

“ i told you before. i’m not gonna let anything in this world nor the next harm you. “

“ you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time! “

“ what are you doing?! i told you, get out of here! now! “

“ get it through your head, i’m not gonna just leave you here! “

“ now’s not the time to play the martyr, got it? you’ve got a good long life ahead of you, and i intend to keep it that way. “

“ you need to go now, okay? don’t worry. i’ve got this. they’ll want to be trying a lot harder if they want to keep me from protecting you. “

“ don’t worry about me; are YOU okay? “

“ damnit, [NAME]! i TOLD you not to play the hero! “

“ i can look after myself, you know. but… i do appreciate you stepping in back there. you saved my life. “

“ why are you so invested in keeping me alive? “

“ that was for saving my life. “

“ it’s alright, they’re gone now… are you alright? hey, look at me; are you hurt at all? “

“ are you insane?! run! “

“ were you preoccupied, or did you just really want a dramatic heroic entrance before you saved my ass? “

“ are you okay? “

“ yeah, yeah, i’m okay… are you okay? “

“ hey! why don’t you try picking on someone your own size! “

“ hurry! take my hand! “

“ get in the car! now! “

“ i’m sorry i was late… are you alright? they didn’t hurt you too badly, did they? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles around!

[ SHIELD ]:     sender uses their own body to shield the receiver from an attack.

[ EMBRACE ]:     sender quickly wraps the receiver in a protective hug and turns so the sender’s back might take on the brunt of an on-coming attack.

[ SHOVE ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender runs to them and shoves them out of the line of fire.

[ YANK ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender hastily grabs them and pulls them against them, out of harm’s way.

[ TACKLE ]:     sender physically tackles the receiver out of the line of fire.

[ THROW ]:     sender throws themselves between the receiver and an on-coming attack, taking on an injury that might have been fatal to the receiver otherwise.

[ DISTRACT ]:     sender causes a distraction to draw the receiver’s attacker/s away from them.

[ FIGHT ]:     just as the receiver is about to be attacked, the sender arrives suddenly and begins to physically fight off their assailant.

[ CATCH ]:     sender manages to intervene and catch the falling receiver before they fall to their death.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     sender sacrifices themselves, either fatally or otherwise, in order to save the receiver’s life.

[ HIDE ]:     sender quickly pulls the receiver into a hiding place, hiding them from their pursuers.

[ KILL ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate and intentionally fatal danger, intervenes by killing their assailant before they can kill the receiver.

[ INCAPACITATE ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate danger, intervenes by knocking out their assailant before they can harm the receiver.

[ AFAR ]:     sender, having been watching the receiver’s interactions with a threat from afar, saves them from an impending attack while remaining distant from them.

[ SECRET ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, saves their life from an immediate threat while remaining hidden from the receiver.

[ REVEALED ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, reveals themselves in the process of saving the receiver’s life from an unexpected threat.

[ REUNION ]:     after spending a considerable length of time apart, the sender reunites with the receiver after saving their life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat.

[ KISS ]:     after having been saved from immediate danger by the receiver, the sender, in a state of intense emotion and relief, kisses them to express these feelings.

"I don't need a completely similar Alchemax," Miguel says breezily. "I just need to sneak in.

"And, uh... maybe garage space."

Then he eats the rest of his slice of pizza.

"I worked for Alchemax in my world." It's a simple enough confession, and one he hopes Peter Parker of Earth-616 doesn't hold against him. It wasn't like Miguel had really had any other destiny but Alchemax until he begun studying Spider-Man, but that's a little more difficult to admit. "Between discovering time travel and what knowledge I had clearance for as a higher-up, reverse-engineering would be difficult, but not impossible.

Admittedly, Miguel's admission to working in Alchemax only serves to confuse the older man further. How someone could understand time-travel, work for the company (and apparently with status) that ripped the whole through dimensions, and still not know what's going on baffles him.

And yet, the Spidey-sense still ceases to alert any danger.

Maybe something's happened to his sixth sense, but, somehow, the other being good in his intentions sounds not only more palatable, but also more likely to be the truth.

Though, he continues and Peter can't help but have a minor freak out.

"I see."

Miguel processes it-- that Peter'd gone to a world where he died, and that he'd found a worthy successor. It makes him wonder, however briefly, whether the Spider-Man of Earth-928 would think the same thing. And it makes him wonder if that approval is something he needs in the first place.

"Well, uh... I had to come back through what I went through. I don't really know how to explain it without potentially ruining your chance for hope," he admits sadly. "See, there's this company- Alchemax- in what appears to be a bunch of our universes. The one in the one I went to had basically opened it with this machine of theirs, dragging myself and four other Spiders in through it. Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult to do..."

He looks down, knowing this is where the hard part of the story comes in.

"Between you and me," Miguel starts, delicately licking the grease off his lips, "the travel itself isn't the hard part. I've explored the timey bits in the space-time continuum" -- had met Earth-928's original Spider-Man and become his comrade and friend, however briefly -- "but this is the first time I've ever jumped the metaphorical fence between spaces."

He exhales gently through his nose. "It's getting home that's the hard part. The kind of tech I'll need..."

Trailing off, his eyes meet Peter's through his lenses.

A part of Peter should be shocked at what has just been shared with him, and yet, all he can say in response is, "You've traveled through time?" with the widest grin of sheer excitement stretching over his features.

"Is it-Is it a common thing where you're from? How did it happen? Like, was it a worm hole? A machine? Hell, a Delorean?"

He tries to keep his excitement down, but he's practically vibrating with it. Still, even if he wants to hyperfixate on the other's traveling habits, he finally answers, "I went to someone else's. It was a little weird going to one where I died... Well, permanently. But the kid who took up the mantel of Spider-Man?