"Woah, hey now. No Mr.'s or Sirs. I'm sure a guy whose not running around in spandex might ask that of you, but not me, okay? I'm just a regular guy. And we've already met in an alternate universe even if I was out of costume so you could consider us friendly by now. Call me Spidey." ₪ • ¿ • ❖ • ♥ [artist]
I was born in the middle of the night When I went and did the wrong thing right Stood and watched like a spider on the wall Doing nothing made my whole world fall
While you’re sleeping in the comfort of your bed I’ll be swinging through the city’s hot breath Like I’m running on an endless track But nothing that I do will ever bring him back
Web Slinger, Hope Bringer They call me by my name They say I’m a sometimes hero, sometimes zero A menace on most days But it’s all the same, this weight, the guilt, I can’t shake
I was woken in the middle of the night Like a firework burning in the bite Power coursing through the river of my veins That moment on I knew that nothing was the same
PETER PARKER.
Alphys, thankfully, met Peter during an event so she didn't have the chance to geek out over him on their first meeting, but how do you recover from being friends with Spider-Man? You don't, that's how. Thankfully, Peter has been rather forgiving of her idolization of him as a superhero, and they've been able to talk science and mutual interests together without her completely freaking out.
Peter has asked Alphys for help training before, and she does want to help, but is still drowning a bit in hero worship. But anything she could do to help a real hero is the closest she figures she'll ever get to being one of her own, so... might as well do what she can, even if she probably will never get over herself if she accidentally injures him in any way.
peter parker.
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[artist]
I was born in the middle of the night
When I went and did the wrong thing right
Stood and watched like a spider on the wall
Doing nothing made my whole world fall
While you’re sleeping in the comfort of your bed
I’ll be swinging through the city’s hot breath
Like I’m running on an endless track
But nothing that I do will ever bring him back
Web Slinger, Hope Bringer
They call me by my name
They say I’m a sometimes hero, sometimes zero
A menace on most days
But it’s all the same, this weight, the guilt,
I can’t shake
I was woken in the middle of the night
Like a firework burning in the bite
Power coursing through the river of my veins
That moment on I knew that nothing was the same
Peter has asked Alphys for help training before, and she does want to help, but is still drowning a bit in hero worship. But anything she could do to help a real hero is the closest she figures she'll ever get to being one of her own, so... might as well do what she can, even if she probably will never get over herself if she accidentally injures him in any way.