SPIDER-GIRL BLUE || APRIL WATSON-PARKER.
Earth-982's Least Favorite Daughter.
The (2nd) Emissary of Hell.
Reheater of MJ's Nachos.
𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥『地獄の使者!!』
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"Hug me and I'll eat your brains."
There's a bite to her words, funnily enough. Purposeful malice on display to keep anyone from looking tooooo close to that sly smile on her face...
Or from reading too much into how content she looked laying her head on his - tss! Still a little sore. - shoulder.
[ deeeeeep inhale. ]
let's go knicks.
She saw him yesterday. He could barely afford to buy her a plain bagel and she was merciless about it.
"Nothin' in particular..."
Hadn't seen him in years. Not since he threw her into the street and slammed the door behind her.
"Why? ...do I look like I wanna talk to you?"
What were they, again?
...
hey, old man... sorry, i didn't see you there.
"...c'mere."
She's patting the ground at her side, beckoning the big galoot to join her in the gutter, in the shadows of her mind. She did the polite thing. Wiped some of the debris and ash away from her side for him.
"Your dadhood isn't what's cutting me up, Parker. You're even getting better."
GAY.
Not in leaps and bounds, as one would expect from a man with the proportionate strength and agility of a spider... but he was getting there.
"M'just in a funk... Life, loss, love, the Knicks, the city, my job, my kids... It's all kinda just happening, pops. I needed a little lie down."
