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[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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Hey, you're pretty strong, too, aren't you? I'm just —

That's a thing I can do, obviously. That's all!

[At least super strength isn't parallel to only Spider-Man. Small mercies.]

[ When they're in a safe spot, he just... folds his sleeves in front of his chest, hugging his baseball bat in the process. He huffs through his nose and watches Peter panic in front of him, unable to find words of comfort when he's likewise agitated. The incident still plays in his mind in a loop and there's no stop button to make it... well, stop. ]

Why didn't you tell me? Is it something you're ashamed of?

[ Because he can't find any other reason for Peter to hide it from him once he learned about his gag anime super strength. They could have bonded over it??? ]

Not exactly. But it's super secret — so you gotta not tell anyone about it, okay?

[He looks so very earnest and worried.]

There's some stuff about it back home I can't get into, but basically I just — I'm staying incognito and I don't want people to know about it, just in case problems pop up. I'm just a normal teenaged kid here with absolutely no — super strength, or anything fancy. You know?

[ Jyushimatsu tilts his head a fraction. He... can... understand where Peter comes from because he'd read about so many people with superpowers hiding their stuff in those comics, but having that spoken to his face in real life stuns him a little regardless. ]

... Okay, I won't utter a word about it if it's so important!

[ He'll try, oh he'll try so hard, because he fucking sucks at keeping secrets. ]

But, are you a superhero? A supervillain? A super-anything that has an alignment?

[ If he'd been friends with a villain all along, that would be a bit... um... ]

It is. It's really important.

[He stares at him for a moment, brow furrowed.]

Is, um... Is 'I'm just Peter' a good enough answer, for now? I'm not a bad guy or anything!

Just — Peter. Totally normal Peter.

[He's not sure he's ready to flat-out admit he's Spider-Man; so far, he's mostly just been letting people accidentally know when it's too hard to keep it under wraps.]

Just... Peter?

[ That's frankly underwhelming. While Peter may have his reasons, Jyushimatsu doesn't like the reply. ]

I'll believe that you're not a bad guy only because you'd be a great actor if you were one, and you're... well, you're a kid! A goddamn strong kid, but still...!

[ His wording is as blunt as a massive blow to the head, but he feels that's justified after the fucking mess he's just witnessed. ]

[He hushes him a little, motioning with his hands to keep it down.]

Y-yeah, I'm a kid. And I like to be one! A normal one.

So I can have a normal life with normal friends in a normal school. You know what I mean? I don't... like to draw a lot of attention to myself. I'm not really interested in Peter Parker being in any spotlight like that.

[ He frowns, holding the bat in one arm so he can have both sleeves free and he can just... slap them over his mouth. His expression is still quite disgruntled, but softens a little as he listens to Peter. ]

... Okay, yeah, I can understand that! But you sound like you hate those superpowers of yours.

I don't hate them! I like them just fine. It's just...

Sometimes normal life and super powers don't really go hand-in-hand. I'm keeping them on the downlow. [He rubs his face with his hands, sighing miserably and sitting down on the nearest bench with his head downcast into his palms. Grooooan.] ... trying to, anyway...

[ He'd like to relate, but back home he could do every sort of weird shit with no care about how people thought he was a freak. Although, he supposes Peter does care enough to fall in despair just because Jyushimatsu saw him destroy a car with his body. That's why he finds himself feeling a little bit of sympathy for the kid. ]

Well, that incident wasn't your fault! The dumb driver wasn't careful at all!

[ Jyushimatsu moves to sit next to Peter, speaking more quietly. ]

So, being super strong is such an abnormality in your world?

[He does appreciate it, Jyushi. And he does relent to not being a miserable lump about it, dropping his hands to his lap.]

Oh, yeah. Extremely abnormal. And kind of scary; I was freaked out for a week straight after I got them that someone would bust into my apartment and steal me away to a lab or something...!

[ Ah, that sounds... scary. He was never kidnapped and experimented on, except that one time aliens got him and Ichimatsu, but that episode was still not related to his freakish nature.

He nods in acknowledgement. ]

It must have really sucked, huh! So you weren't born with those powers?

[He shakes his head.]

No, I just sort of got them. About a year ago.

Before that I was pretty puny; I couldn't even get into any of the sports teams because I failed all the physical exams.

Well, surely that's true! I thought you couldn't lift a table, either!

[ He allows himself to chuckle a little. ]

Boy, was I wrong! But I guess having those powers didn't help you a lot, huh?

[He laughs weakly in return.]

You should've seen me then. I went through a heck of a growth spurt.

[He wonders if he would have been just as twiggy as before, if he never got bit. Oh, the questions.]

Sorry if I, um... freaked you out back there?

[He wasn't about to let you get mowed down by a car though, no matter how obscenely strong or durable you are; that's just not in him. Sure, he'd survive getting hit, but...]

[ Jyushimatsu rapidly shakes his head, swatting that apology with a rapid movement of his sleeve. ]

No no no! Without your awesome intervention I would've likely been toast on the asphalt! Seeing all that was a shock, sure, but looking back on it I can't help thinking that was so cool!

[ He stands up all of a sudden, steps in front of Peter and bows his head deeply. ]

Thank you sooooooo much for saving my butt back there!

[Oh gosh, you're gonna make him blush, being all Japanese and formal at him.]

No, no, it's cool! You don't gotta bow or anything. I'm just happy you're alright, dude!

[ He stands straight up, but doesn't relent. ]

I'm serious! That car could have killed me otherwise! You're great and you need to know that, Peter!

[Getting shot at by thugs would be easier than getting complimented like this, gosh.

He'll try not to be so flustered and nobly accept it — but lets be honest, it's half-successful.]

Th—thanks. I try to be decent, y'know? If you ever need to stop a car, I guess you know who to dial.

[ You know what - he won't even consider how weird all of that sounds after seeing what Peter was capable to do. It's like calling the actual Ghostbusters if you saw a ghost. ]

Aye aye! I'll make sure to dial up your number if I need that sort of help!

[ He finally relents and sits back down, clutching his bat. ]

Don't wring your brain too much about what happened, okay? We're totally cool and my mouth will be sealed shut!

[That does draw a relieved little smile from Peter, to be sure.]

... Thanks, Jyushi. I appreciate it.

[He holds up a fist for a totally cool and not nerdy fistbump.]

[ To that, he also raises his sleeve-covered fist and gives Peter the coolest fistbump a weird ex-NEET could come up with. A bit on the strong side, but Jyushimatsu now knows the kid can handle it. ]

We've got pinky promises back home, but this way is fine too!

[ Fist-y promise? Anyway, he smiles broadly and then stirs, rolling his shoulders. ]

Phew... all the scare got knocked out of me! I should go back home before my brothers start worrying! What will you do?

Who, me?

[He smiles a little, tucking his hands into his pockets.]

I guess I got some homework to do for summer school. I should probably get on that.

Oh, right! You've got school! For some reason it's hard to believe people from other worlds can go to school here!

[ He stands up, bringing his bat over his shoulder. ]

Then you go and do that! Study hard! Learning is important and stuff!

[ Says the guy who probably failed a lot when he was in middle/high school. ]

You got it! I'll study my butt off!

[He flexes one arm to try and not look completely lame talking about studying.

As it turns out, flexing about studying is just as lame, if not lamer.]

See you around, Jyushi!

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