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1. parksborn

2. moreid

3. parkner

last song: nico and the niners by twenty one pilots

currently reading: nothing im too busy with school but ill start reading something for an irp in english soon hopefully

currently consuming: nothing

currently craving: nothing, really

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Thanks for the tag @emsxworld 🥰 

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3 ships:

1. Spideychelle

2. Interwebs 

3. Pepperony

last song: Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince by T Swift - I’ve had the line ‘you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes’ stuck in my head all day. 

currently reading: Don’t hate me but I’m embracing my inner 14 year old and reading Midnight Sun at the moment skgjdskjgbkj

currently watching: I just finished watching Des and I’m about to start The Fall

currently consuming: I’m downing a 2L bottle of Pepsi Max rn

currently craving: Chocolate. White chocolate in particular, but my newly discovered lactose intolerance hates me. 

TAGGING: @angxlsgrxce @official-impravidus @spidey-lad @muse-of-astronomy @lilacsandlilies4 @sg215 @even-dead-im-the-hero and everyone else in the marvel mob discord group, my tumblr isnt letting me tag properly :(( 

How does peter parker fit into eight by sleeping at last?♡

OKAY SO. SO. SO. SO. SO. 

at his core, peter parker is an angry, upset, grieving child who was forced to grow up way too fast and holds a world of responsibility on his shoulders. he isn’t soft, or kind, unless he chooses to be, and that’s what he constantly does, that’s what we constantly see, him choosing to be kind, and yet he’s angry. he’s so so so hurt because he’s been through so so so much, and he doesn’t have control over his life at all. being spider-man gives him control, it’s a choice he makes, but even then he was forced into that role because of what happened with ben, because a death was on him and he could’ve stopped it but he didn’t, and he can’t let that happen again. so: 

i remember the minute it was like a switch was flipped i was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up and suddenly it fit

because of all of the trauma and grief and death he’s experienced, he’s got so much pain and hurt but before ben’s death, even after his parents died, he was still a child. he still had his youthful innocence. and then ben died and: 

god, that was so long ago, long ago, long ago i was little, i was weak and perfectly naive and i grew up too quick

being spider-man means he has to witness even more pain, even more death, and it’s all on him, because peter parker has a guilt complex a mile wide and six feet deep. and if only he was stronger, if only he was better, then maybe people wouldn’t die on his watch anymore, maybe ben wouldn’t have died: 

i want to break these bones 'til they're better i want to break them right and feel alive you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong my healing needed more than time

peter’s whole schtick is that he looks out for the little guy, he’s a friendly neighborhood spider-man, because those are his people, that’s where he comes from, his community, that’s who he sees himself in, and he’s different from them now, but he can use that difference to protect them, so: 

when i see fragile things, helpless things, broken things i see the familiar i was little, i was weak, i was perfect, too now i'm a broken mirror

and i’ve been talking in vague terms so far, because this all applies to any version of peter, but now with the next verse, let’s talk about peter’s inevitable trust issues in the mcu that will come as a result of mysterio’s influence because boy oh boy he doesn’t trust anyone now, and i think every version of peter has issues letting people in because of how much pain he’s been through, but these lyrics especially apply to post-mysterio mcu peter: 

but i can't let you see all that i have to lose all i've lost in the fight to protect it i can't let you in, i swore never again i can't afford to let myself be blindsided

this next part can apply to peter reaching out to anyone in his life for help, because he’s got so much responsibility and he doesn’t know what to do someone please help: 

i'm standing guard, i'm falling apart and all i want is to trust you show me how to lay my sword down for long enough to let you through

because of the aggressiveness of the next verse and of my own personal view that peter lashes out, that peter knows how to hurt people and chooses not to, but he can and he does when he’s angry, this just screams to me that peter’s so so hurt and he doesn’t know how to ask for help anymore so instead he just tears himself apart in hopes that someone will see his weaknesses, because he’s not perfect, he can’t do everything right, he can’t save everyone, and he needs someone to tell him it’s okay, because he’s just a kid: 

here i am, pry me open what do you want to know? i’m just a kid who grew up scared enough to hold the door shut and bury my innocence but here's a map, here's a shovel here's my achilles' heel

and this song tells a story, and throughout any of peter’s arcs, we see him grow. in itsv he grows to let people in and he realizes that it’s a strength, not a weakness, and i think mcu peter learns that on a similar level as well, because he lets ned help, he lets may help, he lets tony help:

i'm all in, palms out i'm at your mercy now and i'm ready to begin i am strong, i am strong, i am strong enough to let you in

in the same vein, though, peter does it himself when he needs to. he does whatever’s required of him to get the job done, to save whoever needs to be saved, and that’s his responsibility, because these are his people: 

i'ma shake the ground with all my might and i will pull my whole heart up to the surface for the innocent, for the vulnerable and i'll show up on the front lines with a purpose

the most important part about peter’s character is that he always gets back up. no matter what happens, no matter what he faces, he always gets back up, and he becomes stronger from whatever happens. he gives his everything to his city, to protecting it, and if he falls down, he gets back up: 

and i’ll give all i have, i'll give my blood, give my sweat an ocean of tears will spill for what is broken i'm shattered porcelain, glued back together again invincible like i've never been

so yeah that’s my meta on why peter fits this song uh really well it wasn’t meant to be this long so someone tell me if i need a line break or not but yeah whew i went off

Stephen: In MY household, we call that a “traumatic event”, not a *turns to harley* “bruh moment” or a *turns to peter* “major L” or an *turns to Tony* “oof lmao”

Let’s talk about the fabulous aromantics out there

Somehow, You Make Us Better

Requested by: @thegreenerpencil

Read here on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25878016

Harley and Harry woke up in each other’s arms. They looked around for a bit before they saw the note from late last night again.

Tony had me at a conference with him. I’ll be back in a day. Call if you need anything. - Peter <3<3

Harley and harry were surprised to have gotten a sticky note but apparently the conference was something Peter had told them about multiple times and they both just forgot about it. 

“What is on the agenda today?” Harley asked Harry as he made them breakfast and started Harry’s tea. 

“I will be at the studio until noon, then I have to go deal with my father, and then I will be home for the rest of the afternoon,” Harry told him.

“Okay well I won’t be home until seven,” Harley said. Harry understood. Harley was going to take over as CEO in the next year and the process made him take on longer hours. 

“I should be fine until you get home,” Harry said before kissing the top of Harley’s head. The two smiled but something was missing. They could feel it when Harley realized he made too much food at breakfast and an extra coffee. Harley said it was his to-go coffee but Harry knew better. Harley left first wishing his boyfriend goodbye before he left for work. Harry didn’t have to be in the studio at any certain time so he cleaned up the breakfast dishes before he head into the studio. 

~

Harley felt that something was missing at noon when Peter hadn’t come with lunch and he didn’t realize until two hours later when Pepper saw him so focused but shaking. She got him something from the cafe.

“I should set an alarm but normal I don’t need to remember,” Harley said looking upset.

“Does Peter come down here a lot?” Pepper asked. 

“He checks in on me every two hours normally if he can get away,” Harley told her. Pepper smiled. She saw how he missed his boyfriend. She didn’t want Peter gone but maybe this would help Harley learn to take care of himself. 

“How about I come and check in on you in about two hours instead?” She asked Harley nodded as he smiled at her. Harley just hoped Harry was having a better day.

~

Harry had grabbed lunch before heading to the mental hospital where they held his dad. He made it his goal to come once a week just to make sure he was getting the proper treatment. Normal Peter would have the day off so he could pick him up afterward but Peter was away. Harry went in to see Norman. 

“Oh great my excuse for a son is here,” Norman muttered as Harry just talked with the nurse who told him his father was not getting better. Harry didn’t care but he liked knowing Norman couldn’t leave this place. He watched as Norman complained and complained before the man noticed the smudges of charcoal on his son’s hands. 

“I thought I told you to draw, Harold,” Norman told the boy. Harry ignored him as Norman ranted on and on about Harry being a disappointment. Each word stung but Harry focused on talking with the nurse who watched the father with hate in her eyes. 

“I should be leaving. Bye Dad,” Harry said. Norman huffed a goodbye that included the word disgrace as Harry headed home. Once he was home he curled up on the couch and cried. He tried calling Peter but he seemed to be busy since he didn’t answer the phone call. Harry called Harley hoping he would get through but he didn’t have any luck. He figures calling Pepper could help. Pepper picked up.

“Hello,” Pepper said.

“Hi, Pepper its Harry,” he said between sniffles. 

“Is everything okay?” She asked worried about the young man.

“Can you have Harley call me? I just need to talk and I can’t reach Peter,” Harry said. Pepper agreed as she told him that Harley would call soon. Harry barely had to do anything before a call came in from Harley.

“Do I need to come home?” Harley asked. 

“Can you just talk for a bit?” Harry requested instead. Harley agreed as he talked about what was happening with his day. He talked about everything as Harry listened. 

“I’m almost there,” Harley said before the door opened and Harley came in and wrapped his arms around Harry. Harry cried into his shoulder. 

“I’m sorry for making you leave early,” Harry said. 

“Pepper was threatening me to leave early already. I almost passed out on her a while ago,” Harley said.

“I miss him,” Harry said. Harley agreed as he suggested getting take-out and staying in with a movie and cuddles. Harry nodded as they rested for the night. They both fell asleep on the couch. 

~

Peter was exhausted when Pepper picked Tony and Peter up from the airport at ten at night since Pepper insisted they change their plans and come home that night. 

“How do you do it?” Pepper asked Peter who was confused by the question.

“Do what?” Peter asked.

“Take care of two needy people,” Pepper said. 

“Harley and Harry aren’t that needy,” Peter admitted.

“Harley almost passed out on me after forgetting lunch and Harry was a crying mess most of the day,” Pepper said.

“Harley always forgets lunch and I normally take off on days Harry has to see his father. He gets really emotional and likes extra cuddles,” Peter said. Pepper rolled her eyes at the boy as she dropped him off. He thanked her for caring for his boys while he went up and found them both asleep on the couch. Peter sighed before he picked up Harry first and took him to bed before he cared Harley to bed. He got them undressed from their day clothes and got Harley into his night pants while he got Harry into his night shorts. Peter then went in and got dressed for the night as he got into bed between them. He smiled as two sets of arms held him close. In reality, he needed them more then he needed him, but he was glad to know that he was needed. It made him feel special. 

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