I've been stealing his vodka, and I finally got caught, and now he's going to hold me down and show me how good of a boy I can be. he wants to show me how to take it up my ass, says that now is as good a time as any because my muscles are all loose from the alcohol, and he knows I won't like it, but it's a punishment after all, so does it even matter if I like it?

want daddy to get me even more plastered, wasted on more liquor and his cock, too. need to get fucked even after I tell him to stop and I'll barely even fight when he keeps going. even after I start to cry, daddy won't stop. he's going to hold my nose closed just to pour more booze down my throat when I inevitably gasp for air. he won't even stop when I tell him that I'm going to puke.

Maybe I interpret too much into this little scene from the Brand-New Day Trailer, but Peter sitting on the floor directly next to his washing machine just waiting for his Spider-Man suit to get clean, really reiterates how much his life now only revolves around being Spider-Man.

Like, normal people would just do other things while washing their clothes. They would eat, watch TV, scroll the internet, hang out with friends, study, or pursue their hobbies. But Peter doesn’t.

He just sits quietly for probably a couple minutes/hours, while waiting for his injuries to heal and his suit to be clean, just so he can immediately go out on another patrol.