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Peter Parker ([personal profile] madeupnames) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2018-07-19 02:50 am

[OPEN] 5 Times Peter Parker Looked Like He Needed Help + 1 Time He Should Have Needed It

who: Peter Parker and You!
what: Just some prompts.
when: Before July 20th, when he'll be way less sad about [mumbles about Infinity War].
where: See prompts for locations.
warnings: A picture of heights, and some blood from a hand boo-boo. And bullies. Lots of embarrassing Peter stuff I'm sure.



1. Assholes

[Peter Parker ducks his head as he's surrounded in an alleyway between school and the community housing, caught off guard by some local school bullies who seem more eager to torment the too-happy new kid with the terrible social cues. He's playing it safe for now, because if he is anything other than ordinary people might connect dots he doesn't really want connected. They're blabbering like all brainless assholes tend to:

"Nice sweater. Your grandma dress you up before you ran off?"

"Oh man, check out the fucked up shoes."

"Hey, this shortcut has a tollbooth now, Parker."

"I know he's got a tap card on him; shouldn't be telling people in class about that, fucking idiot."

Peter keeps his back to the wall, hands on his backpack straps.]


... Cut it out, guys. Leave me alone.

[He isn't scared — more like worried that he'll have to take a punch or something to keep his cover, because then it'll give them incentive to bother him more. Man, he's starting to miss Flash right about now; the guy was a grade-A dick, but at least he stuck to less physical means of assholery.

Peter's not sure if he's the only one these guys torment; he's betting he isn't.

Spider-Man could've handled this by now, he thinks miserably.]


2. Converse shoes

[Peter Parker presses his face to the shop window, eyeing a new pair of converse-adjacent shoes with almost sparkling eyes. He's wearing two mitchmatched shoes right now — a tennis shoe he got for half-off a few weeks ago and his even older nike sneaker. They're the same color, so obviously it's entirely unnoticable.

You see... he'd have his other sneaker if he didn't accidentally lose it when he kicked it off mid-Spider-Man change. He was in a panic to hurry and help someone dangerously close to where the groundtrams passed by and didn't know his own strength; the nike shoe is probably halfway across the dang city by now.

Nobody to blame but himself, here.

But...!! He's trying really hard not to give in to temptation, because he has to use the cash on his card to buy Bucky Barnes a new pair of shoes after he barfed pancakes on them.

A guy can dream though, right?]


3. Hand Cut

[Picture this: you walk through the community housing, to get to the elevator.

You push the button, and the doors open.

And Peter Parker is standing there casually, on his way down, his whole left hand wrapped up in bloody paper towels.]


Okay, this looks bad, but I swear it's not.

4. Insomnia

[Sometimes the city is just too damn loud. But, like, he's done with Spider-Manning for the night, so people don't think he's a total freak who never sleeps — that leaves him bored and overstimulated by the lights and sounds below. And sometimes it's a little more than that, swirling thoughts about what had happened back home, or something he didn't do quite right last week as Spider-Man, or the cult thing. So he goes up to the community housing rooftops and sits with his feeting hanging out between the railings.

He blows out a sigh.

Then posts a picture, because why not? If he's bored, maybe he can just... talk. Talking helps.]




Look at this view, it's pretty cool. City life is wild down there...!

Really puts a lot into perspective I guess? Insert philosophy essay here?

Also, does anyone know where grumpy uncomfortably scraggly Bucky lives?

I got him some shoes.


5. Attacked By The Local Chatterbox

["Aren't you the sweetest thing? I just wanna eat you up!" It's someone with a weirdly Southern accent, but he's pretty sure she's not Southern because she's not from Earth — she's from some other galaxy where everyone is twice the height of a human and all muscles, so much so they're practically bulging off her arms, under a totally lovely sundress. She'd just arrived to Riverview, and he was giving her directions, but now he's seeing this was a grave mistake.

She pinches his cheeks as she towers over him by a good five feet, and he squirms.]


P-please, Miss—

["Oh, bless your soul. You humans are just the cutest. How old are you now? Four or five? Where's your mother at, you little thing, you?" He sputters in surprise.]

I'm not five! I'm fifteen!

[Fifteen?! By golly, that's old enough to dress yourself in human years, right?!"

S a v e m e.]


+1. Getting Hit By a Car

[Peter Parker is crossing the street, most of the city sleeping now.

Maybe he's hanging out with you, someone he knows pretty well; maybe heading off to get some late-night dinner, because he's always starved, man. Or maybe he's on his own, just casually making his way back to the community housing, and you happen to be there. Maybe he's even stopping the truck that would hit you, if he didn't intervene with his own body.

Either way, a vehicle runs a light — and is flying at Peter and his fellow person so quickly, his Spider senses almost don't read it in time. But when they do, his body jerks into action; he puts both arms out in defense, and the car slams into him at full force.

The hood gets dented, and the truck jerks to a very abrupt stop. The man in the car is cursing and holding his bleeding nose from where he'd hit it on the steering wheel, and Peter Parker is peeling his hands from the indentions they've left on the metal.

... Ummmm.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm.

... Shoot.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-19 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Bucky planned never to run into Peter again.

The kid was just too-- intense, too talkative, and add that to the fact that they were from a shared origin world with him knowing the Avengers here, it was a whole multitude of reasons to never actually go near him again.

It just dumb luck that he happens to be passing down this street that morning, wearing a tatty pair of jeans and a faded blue hoodie with suspiciously pristine leather gloves at the end, no matter how nice of a day it is. He's about to cross over and keep walking, when he hears what's going on.

Maybe he should save the kid, since he seems utterly incapable of doing it himself.]


Ma'am, thank you for finding him, he wandered off and he's too young and too dumb to do it alone. I'll take him from here.
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-20 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
Might be the best place for you, can't you go five minutes without getting yourself into some kind of trouble?

[Puking because of an eating contest, and now being harangued by an alien lady, seems like Peter is just one of those kids who seems to bounce from one odd situation right into the next odd situation.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-20 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
You were looking for me?

[He's not going to answer about where he's living now, because he's running out of squats and boltholes to get into, people keep finding them. He doesn't want to lose another one to a talkative teenager.]

Why?
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-21 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait, what?

Of all the things he might be expecting, that's not one of them, and the surprise of it breaks through his gruff exterior just a little to relax his expression into something more peaceful.]


I told you that you didn't have to do that.

[He's frowning, but his voice is almost gentle.]

They look expensive.
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-21 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Just a little expensive probably means that this dumb kid has spent all his food money for the next month on them. Which simultaneously makes him feel like he can't refuse them, and makes him feel like he should force Peter to return them and get his cash back.]

I cleaned them.

[He puts one of his feet forwards as if to demonstrate that he is, indeed, wearing the cleaned pair of barfed on boots.]

This is-- kind, so thank you, but it wasn't necessary.
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-23 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I look it in the mouth if it's gonna cost the giver too much to give.

[He still sounds gruff, but much less so. Peter has surprised him with this, touched him to have been thought of, and now he wants to make sure the kid hasn't made himself short for it.]

Where'd you get the cash?
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-25 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Old enough to work part time, doesn't exactly mean that he actually has a job, and Bucky is fairly sure that from what he's seen, Peter would be fired for knocking everything over in about a day if he did have a job.

He sighs, almost silent, and turns as if to walk away.]


Follow me.

[That's not sinister at all.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-26 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[He just wants to make sure that Peter isn't left short thanks to this. He's not had a lot of kindnesses thrown his way, more since he's been here than home, but they're still a big enough deal to want to reciprocate in kind.

Which is why he leads Peter through the streets towards the edge of town, and into an abandoned clothing store. In one corner, amongst the naked mannequins and shelves, there's a sleeping bag and backpack full of Bucky's worldly belongings. There's also a dog, a German Shepherd, curled up nearby on guard, who looks up when they enter and then goes back to sleep again.]


Stand there, don't touch anything.
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-27 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She's called Sasha.

[She had been a gift too, another sort of meddling gift where the underlying motive had been to try and take care of him. She was from Clark, a service dog for veterans with issues.

He digs in his backpack and brings out a sheaf of brightly coloured bits of paper, peeling off four of them and bringing them over to hold out to Peter. They're gift certificates for a free meal at each of the four restaurants listed. Some people try to coddle him too much, so he has an abundance of these.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-28 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
Then I have others.

[He's not going to be hurting for places he could eat, he just very rarely will. They're too exposed, and he still hasn't quite got over the fact that Pierce had been in the city until very recently.]

Take it, kid.

[Don't make him get sappier than this.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-30 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I have more.

[He's not convinced that it's because Peter isn't broke, and he could at least help out with that. He doesn't get to help much these days, not in small and safe ways, it would feel good to do this.]

Take 'em all.

[He never uses them.]
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-07-31 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Take someone else.

[If he felt comfortable enough to eat in these places, he'd have used the gift certificates long before now. He has some dating back well over a year.]

Consider it payment for the shoes.
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[personal profile] advanced 2018-08-01 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
[His eyebrows raise slightly, but he nods after a moment and makes a small gesture with his right hand so that Sasha knows there's no threat. She's a very affectionate and friendly dog, and will wag her tail and lick Peter all over if given the chance.]

You like dogs?

[He'd never really considered it before he got her, but now he relies on her more than he'd want to admit.]

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