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I love the idea of taking that funky little spider and tossing him into Gotham, but do you know which iteration of spiders I want in Gotham?
These fuckers.
These three tiny little feral children that are no older than six, that have probably faced less horrors than their counterparts, having to navigate a city that eats its young alive.
The crazy part? They fucking do it.
Peter, the goblin he is, builds tech from dumpsters. Miles finds them a base and uses his camouflage to spy and get intel. Gwen is the scariest one of all, she’s clever and dangerous, and she adapts fastest to the danger around them.
They’re trying their best in this place where they can’t trust anyone and the villians are actually hurting people instead of stealing birthday cakes, but they can’t stop trying to help even when they get hurt for real. They could go somewhere safer, but they started here, so maybe the key to getting back home is here too.
Meanwhile Bruce is trying to track down these three children the size of toddlers fighting crime and helping old ladies, and eventually he finds the three the same way someone would lift a cardboard box and find three spicy hissing kittens.
Batman adopts three feral spiders is what I’m saying.
Feeling, like, stressed lately (question mark?) i dont know what exactly im stressed about. Just that im feeling the mild pressure of impending doom of “stuff-i-need-to-do”.
It’s like an invisible guy has their hands wrapped around my neck but they aren’t actually choking me they r just. Standing there. At mildly awkward distance. with their arms out. Just. Holding on to my neck while we both avoid eye-contact in silence.
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Character A: Deeply scarred and rich with abandonment issues, scared of making connections so they act cruel and standoffish in order to never feel the pain of being forgotten in full force.
Character B: Idiot. Who won't leave character A alone and worms their way into A's heart. (Secretly they care for Character A in some deep, incomprehensible way that burns them inside out. They don't know who or if they would be without character A.)
Character A: "Bro please never leave and forget abt me ;(".
Character B: "nah no worries brochacho! I'll never leave you. I'll just die in your arms and haunt every cranny of your soul until what would have an open-close story turns into your downward spiral of pain and grief. For what is more touching story than about a world full of terrible cruelty—and still being able to find the warm welcoming fireplace admist the raging snowstorm? What is more cruel than trying to keep the kindle alight what the cold closes in and the snow buries the dying embers and the one source of warmth. I'll burn my very being so you can have your hours of comfort—so you never forget that warmth exists. But perhaps you won't realize that to find warmth, you need a home, and different wood. Perhaps instead of making your journey a quest for warmth, you'll pick up my charcol sticks, gather my ashes—and desperately try to reignite them."
Character A:
Character B:
Character A: What.
Character B: lolol. Anyways ur so emo. Want to get donuts?
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Shen Qingqiu, pissed off during a peak lord meeting: when I die I want Shang-shidi to lower me into the earth, just so he can let me down one last time
Shang Qinghua: bro c'mon
Yue Qingyuan, abruptly overcome by jealousy so intense that he's on the verge of a qi deviation: but I thought I was the one who let Xiao Jiu down the most...?
A: Happy, tearful even, at the implication that his precious A–Jiu was no longer dissatisfied with him. And that he may even perhaps (if Yue Qingyuan dares to dream of reality) forgive him for letting him down when he needed him most. Maybe Xiao–jiu has decided to let him back into his life, maybe this is one of his subtle ways of telling Yue Qingyuan that he will not be rejected should he try to reenter Shen Jiu’s life.
Of course, this is a delusional conclusion; Yue Qingyuan knows Xiao–Jiu. He knows such forgiveness is an immortal lifetime away, but it still brings hopeful, bloody, tears to his heart—which still bleeds from a gaping wound he carved for his priceless first love—that perhaps even if not forgiven, maybe he is forgotten. Left behind so his A–Jiu can heal from all the wounds he himself is culprit of. What a wonderful dream.
or
B: Jealous af. Who tf is shang qinghua to be so close to Xiao–Jiu? Since when was he ever close enough to Shen Jiu to be a “great disappointment”. Smh in petty anger.
Shen Qingqiu, pissed off during a peak lord meeting: when I die I want Shang-shidi to lower me into the earth, just so he can let me down one last time
Shang Qinghua: bro c'mon
Yue Qingyuan, abruptly overcome by jealousy so intense that he's on the verge of a qi deviation: but I thought I was the one who let Xiao Jiu down the most...?
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Dark Matter by @mysterycyclone and art by @spidey-art 🖤
she’s finally finished!! this has been in the works for like nine months now, but i wanted only the best so she truly feels like my baby after all the time and work that went into it.
i wish i could have found a way to include more of the gotham/batfamily side of things in this since thats literally the premise, but honestly i have so many batman binds peter deserves a bind all to himself 🖤
this is one of my all time favorite fics ever and i knew as soon as i read it that i would have to make a bind worthy of it and i’m pretty happy with it! i actually scraped my entire original design that i came up with back in like january when the last chapter came out because i realized it just wasn’t the direction i wanted to go with it. so when i couldn’t find anything that really matched what i had in mind for the chapter number designs and headers i drew my own. please be kind, abstract goop is not my usual style lol
anyways! everyone should read this and check out @spidey-art ‘s art because it’s beautiful and they were so kind as to let me use it for this bind!!!
DO NOT BUY OR SELL FANFICTION! please respect fandom and the authors and learn bookbinding or ask a friend who binds! this was entirely handmade and not for sale!
Listen, Peter knows he's being kind of an asshole. Maybe blame the Trauma or the fighting literal middle aged homicidal maniacs at 15 years old or, most likely in this specific case, the fact that he somehow got transported to a city that smells worse than the Hulk's armpit on a bad day.
But you cannot blame a guy for seeking out the one thing that brings a modicum of joy to his life in the middle of what are honestly some of the worst few months he's ever had.
So when Signal, for the second time this patrol, tries to inch his way onto the rooftop about five feet behind Peter, well... Peter does what brings him joy.
"Hood tried that same tactic last week. Didn't work then either." Peter would never admit out loud that he's smirking under his mask.
Behind him, he hears Signal groan then shuffle forward to sit on the rooftop beside him, all attempts at stealth out the window.
"How do you do that!? Seriously!? It was funny the first few times you did it to B and Robin, but Every. Single. Time? From all of us?"
Peter lets out a brief chuckle.
"Maybe you guys should train harder."
An affronted gasp is ripped out of the other hero. "Trai- Train harder?! How dare you? Our training was the actual best, some of us were even trained by literal assassins. It's not our fault you seem to have some... some sixth sense for when we're nearby!"
Peter let out a full laugh at that.
When he'd landed in Gotham initially, he'd been shocked and confused. It didn't take long for Karen to connect him to the internet and for him to realize he was not in Kansas anymore. Kansas being New York, or... Oscorp? Depends on how you want to look at it. New York if the city, the Oscorp 16th floor laboratories if you want to get the picture. You know what, this is too much info, you get the picture.
When he realized Gotham had heroes already, he looked into the politics of it all. He knew powered people were not always welcome (he'd dealt with enough rants from Wade about the X-Men mutant rights campaign to get a clue), so he dug deeper into this universe/dimension/whatever you want to call this Not New York and Not Oscorp place.
What he found was contradictory and borderline laughable. The Batman, cryptid protector of Gotham, had seemingly instigated a No-Meta's rule for the city, but one of his affiliated heroes within Gotham was a person with powers. Also, he regularly teamed up with powered individuals when working alongside the Justice League, which he'd co-founded. So, Peter felt pretty confident that if he let himself get introduced to the Bats early on he would be safe here.
And he was right. He hopped back into the friendly-neighborhood habits in the rougher parts of town (seriously, who has a whole section of a city called "Crime Alley"), and within a few days he found himself in the presence of not one, not two, but three Bats, including the big Bat himself.
He had been debating pretty regularly with himself about how much to reveal and. the mechanics of dimension travel and not wanting to break or alter any timelines, blah, blah, blah. But when it came down to it, there had been no alerts or ringing from his Spidey-Sense other than a buzz to let him know they were closeby. As soon as he turned around to greet them, the buzz died down entirely.
So he told them everything except his name. He was honest. He even told the Bat that they were welcome to take a blood sample to see he wasn't lying about not having a Meta gene and that he was just a regular old lab experiment gone wrong. He was entirely unsurprised when they did take one, but he was sort of surprised that when they asked for his name and he told them that he wouldn't give them one, they only asked "why?" instead of immediately attacking him.
And Peter was honest again. He was a functional adult, he had the means to create himself a fake ID and documents, and he wanted to establish himself in Gotham for whatever amount of time he was stuck there. Where he came from, identities were earned and he had been burned before because of it. He was in a new place with new dangers and the last thing he needed while trying to get his feet under him were outside forces (AKA Bats) meddling in his personal life and making it harder for him, even if unintentional. They'd get his name in time, but they'd have to earn his trust, just like he would be working to earn theirs.
The Bats hadn't loved that answer (shockingly), but they only asked for his name a few more times before dropping it entirely when he refused to budge. The constant questions had quickly moved to his powers after that though. Peter hadn't minded sharing, as his potential teammates would be better equipped to work with him in the field if they knew what he was capable of. He did however, by genuine accident, leave out his Spidey-Sense when listing them. And rather than add it on later, he quickly realized that it was a small source of entertainment that didn't cause any true harm.
And within about a week after those power-related questions started, a bet was made between the Bats. In all the times they had met with Peter, not a single one could sneak up on him. Not Dick, not Jason, not even Damien or Cass!
So, as siblings do, they made a bet. Whoever could sneak up on Peter and tap him on the shoulder without being spotted or acknowledged first would get a whole batch of Alfred's cookies to themselves. Peter knew the prize, and he sure as hell wasn't going to make it easy on them.
"Yeah, it's a sixth sense alright." He chuckles. "I told you guys I had heightened senses. I can hear you coming from several blocks away, even further if I'm actually listening out for you. You guys will just have to be stealthier." Peter shrugged jovially.
Signal grumbled to himself over that. "Stealthier, he says. Well, how do you suggest we do that?" Signal leans forward on the edge of the roof to try and catch Peter's line of sight.
"Well, you can start by telling Red Robin that changing his patrol times just to pair up with you in an attempt to use you to distract me would work a lot better if I couldn't hear his cape scraping against the railings on the fire escape steps just now."
Signal reeled back in shock as a plethora of curses rang out from the fire escape behind their backs, prompting Peter to chuckle again.
"Nice try, though."
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