#parkner au

[spoodrm4n]

ok hear me out

Harley is a touring photographer for a band that Peter is in.

Peter plays the keyboard tends to stay in the background of the shows. Harley notices how reserved Peter is and starts taking more pictures of him at each show.

Harley is determined to get Peter out of his shell and allow him to have more fun. Harley will crack jokes or compliment Peter before he snaps a picture and Harley thinks Peter looks perfect in every picture.

Peter always keeps track of where Harley is. Whether he’s in the wings, the back of the crowd, or even right on stage in front of him. Peter looks forward to seeing Harley.

Each show, due to Harley’s consistency, Peter gradually loosens up and begins putting himself out there and having more fun on stage.

Everyone notices that Peter relaxes when Harley is there— his band members and fans.

At the last show of their tour, Harley reveals to Peter that he’s an artist himself and going on tour next fall. Peter also mentions that he’s a photographer and shows Harley his work.

It’s decided that Peter will photograph Harley on his tour and the two end up together and make music together.

The band and fans aren’t even slightly surprised.

[th3sungod]

parkner au where harley technically remembers peter, and is very concerned that tony suddenly stopped talking about him one day.

he remembers hearing about tony's insanely smart intern and how he rivals even tony's genius ( harley would beg to differ on principal but tony never says that about anyone ) so he assumes the kid must be special. he absentmindedly assumed the kid was spider-man, and when he asked, tony simply told him 'i can neither confirm nor deny' which basically answer that question.

but, he never got a name for the intern. spider-man. the kid. underoos. spider-boy. spiderling. 'one of the two people fully responsible for every grey hair on his head' -- all names used, but never explicitly stating a name.

and, when after nearly a month and a half of not hearing a thing from Tony about him, he asks. at first he assumes he has no new stories since it's been a hot minute since Tony's even been able to do anything other than sit in bed and recover, but something isn't sitting right with him. he asks where's the intern been, and says as much about not hearing anything, throwing in a joke or two about leaving him on the side of the road, but Tony is silent.

"Who?"

"Uhh- your intern? Spider-man? Don't tell me you're already forgetting in your old age." Harley jokes dryly.

Except, Tony actually has no clue why Harley would think Spider-man interns for him. And, he doesn't seem to remember any instances he'd brought up when trying to jog his memory. He says he remembers Spidey helping for a few different things, but never stayed to chat and never revealed his identity.

So, given that it's not particularly out of the question, he automatically assume an alien has taken over Tony Stark's body and calls Pepper. And Pepper knows nothing. And after a very frantic bout of questioning, he takes the initiative to drive all the way to New York.

He doesn't know The Avengers, he talked to Rhodes and Vision maybe once at Tony's wedding, but something is most obviously wrong so his first thought is to tell them. Get there before whatever took over Tony's body, or is impersonating him, or something doesn't have the time to infiltrate the world's mightiest heroes.

No one knows anything. Happy said he drove him once, but he was in full costume and he doesn't remember the starting address off the top of his head. He feels like he's going crazy. He tells Tony as much.

He tells Tony about the kid from Queens he picked up basically off the side of the road, gave him a new suit, and every single story he can remember Tony told him about Spidey. It's a fucking long shot, but he recounts the Vulture incident and about how he took the suit, so he has to know who's under the mask.

Eventually, Tony tries picking out specifics about the dates Harley mentions, and can't honestly tell him what happened otherwise -- other than things that definitely don't add up.

Harley, now trying to think back to ever since time Tony even mentioned the kid, while simultaneously trying to figure out why the vigilante has been subsequently missing since around the time Tony stopped mentioning him, puts himself to work immediately. He said the kid had an aunt, he doesn't know her name. He went to one of the best STEM schools in New York, but he doesn't know which one. But, there are discrepancies. The AI he knows Tony made the kid is still functioning, though it won't locate since the HUDs been off for nearly a month.

Slowly, Harley finds himself spending every waking hour thinking of Spider-man, one of the world's finest, who simply fell off the face of the earth. And, by the time he finds concrete proof in the form of a picture and a name, Tony finally brings him to a resident wizard to help. There are no files on Peter Parker anywhere, so maybe magic will help?

What they find is a scrawny teenager half dead in an abandoned train station, wearing what's left of a spider-suit underneath dingy clothes. he's balled up, and doesn't hold a lick of peace in sleep.

he despises, then and there, he isn't leaving New York until whatever happened is fixed, and everyone remembers peter again. he doesn't know why any of this happened, but he's gonna damn help as much as he can.

( harley would've definitely heard the news of some teenager being outed as being spidey, but he never got a name. he did see a picture, so any memories of the outing are wiped from his mind. )

[squilfmybeloved]

working on ideas for a stranger things/mcu crossover u guys won't know what hit u when im finished with my latest monster idea i'll never write

[thompsborn]

watching twisters and remembering my storm chaser au fic in my drafts and having to forcefully remind myself that i need to update homeward bound

[willsolace-loml]

ok parkner and thompsborn nation (all 5 of yall)

im going to write a 10 things I hate abt u fic for parkner and thompsborn and I need yall to decide who should be who, also comment who should be joey or if I should make and oc for joey

(for sm reason i cant make a pull????)

peter as kat, harley as patrick, flash as cameron, harry as bianca

2. harley as kat, peter as patrick, harry as bianca, flash as cameron

3. harry as kat, flash as patrick, peter as bianca, harley as cameron

4. harry as kat, flash as patrick, harley as bianca, peter as cameron

also whoever is kat and bianca would be adopted by tony and pepper

comment ur opinion

[myarmsaretoolong]

snippet from the first chapter of my hunger games parkner/irondad au because these boys are already breaking me

[yourleastfavoriteguyinthechairr]

I ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO KNOW THE SHIPS AND IF THOR GAVE AGENT MOBIUS A TALK ABOUT NOT BREAKING LOKI’S HEART IF THAT IS ONE OF THE SHIPS pretty please?

ok so lokius isn’t canon in my au bc i honestly don’t ship them but i can’t lie it is pretty cute,, but if it was canon thor would SO do that amdnsjsjsj

anyways anyways, S H I P S

(quite a few of these ships are considered controversial, please don’t hate on me for them. ty!)

r o m a n t i c

pepperony (pepper potts x tony stark)

sambucky (sam wilson x bucky barnes)

parkner (peter parker x harley keener)

sylki (sylvie laufeydottir x loki laufeyson)

danbeau (carol danvers x maria rambeau)

starmora (peter quill x gamora)

bugborg (mantis x nebula)

fosterson (thor odinson x jane foster)

brutasha (bruce banner x natasha romanoff)

bishova (yelena belova x kate bishop)

sifkyrie (lady sif x valkyrie)

wandavision (wanda maximoff x vision)

p l a t o n i c / f a m i l i a l

yelena x bucky

valkruce (valkyrie x bruce banner)

peter/mantis (peter parker x mantis)

bucket (bucky barnes x rocket)

science teens (peter parker x shuri)

science boyfriends (bruce banner x tony stark)

clintasha (clint barton x natasha romanoff)

black pepper (natasha romanoff x pepper potts)

valcarol (valkyrie x carol danvers)

witch family (stephen strange x wanda maximoff x loki laufeyson)

revengers (thor odinson x bruce banner x valkyrie x loki laufeyson)

irondad (peter parker x tony stark)

nebora (nebula x gamora)

maximoff twins (wanda maximoff x pietro maximoff)

science family (bruce banner x tony stark x peter parker)

j o k e

rocket x bucky’s arm

bucky x plums

mobius x jetski

loki x tesseract

and like, so much more, AIJSIWJEIWJW

don’t be afraid to send in any asks about my au, i LOVE infodumping abt it :3

[rqsser]

title tag game!!!!

rules: write out any fic titles you have that are based off of lyrics, list what songs they're from, and tag some writers!? :D

(if you don't have a lot of finished fics, you can include your wips, or if you have way too many to list out, pick your faves!)

tagged by @trashbag-baby666 :)

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i actually don’t have a lot of fics or wip with song based titles… so i’ll include some that were inspired by songs! (from both ao3 accounts)

clevenhq fics:

we get along so why can’t they? (stay together for the kids) - stay together for the kids by blink-182 (inspired as well)

the rock show - the rock show by blink-182, both inspired and for title

heaven is a place on earth - inspired by ocean avenue by yellow card (i’m sure that there’s a song with this lyric, but not what the title is based off of)

pay attention - inspired by everybody talks by neon trees & a b182 song that i can’t remember

scarebat fics:

you’re only the love of my life - the greatest story ever told by ice nine kills, lyric altered slightly

It’s Something Unpredictable. But In The End, It’s Right - good riddance (time of your life) by green day

Stealing You From Me - are you gonna be my girl by jet

fair warning, stealing your from me is not at all good… and i’m not sure why this post is flagged for maturity

🏷️: @spaceshipkat @anachilles @floralcyanide and whoever else!!

[harleyification]

Hi Kody! When you get this, answer one of the questions (or all if you really want!) then pass it on to 5 writer friends! 🥰 If you have more than one WIP, pick at random! We want you talk about your works and celebrate with you! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 1. What are you most excited to write with this WIP? 2. How has this WIP changed since the “daydream/brainstorm” stage? 3. Who is your favorite character in this WIP and why?

HI SARAH!! THANK YOI FOR THE ASK!!

The worst part about this: I have so many WIPs that I wanna talk about at every given opportunity, and I only have the space to talk about one...or two...but screw it, I'll go with the obvious WIP!

Oblivion Heir:

1. "What are you most excited to write with this WIP?"

SO many things!! I have so many action scenes pre-planned already since that's all I daydream about when at work, but I gotta say...I'm most excited for certain parts in my story that I call "Harley's Orphan Eras" JDKCKEKEKDKFKEK!! They're all really emotional chapters that all serve a purpose to introduce new characters that will guide Harley to his next lesson! I have actual arc names for OH (Symbiotic Arc, Remnants Arc, and Unity Arc), but I can't wait for Harley's Second Orphan Era in the Remnants Arc, because certain characters FINALLY come into play!!

2. "How has this WIP changed since the daydream/brainstorm stage?"

Fun Fact: OH is now a year old, since brainstorming began back in April 2022! But also, like....this is wild....but Oblivion Heir actually started out as a Peter & Harley twin brothers AU!! I wasn't into Parkner just yet, and I really wanted to make an AU where they did have a connection! However, I didn't like the idea of Peter getting spider powers and Harley just being left in the dust. I wanted to put them on equal grounds. So, I looked into possible ways to give Harley superpowers that would make him as powerful as Peter...and symbiotes appeared in my research!! Not long after that, I got really deep into Parkner and fell in love with the solo concept of Harley having a symbiote that it all snowballed from there! EDDIE AND VENOM WEREN'T EVEN PART OF THE ORIGINAL DRAFT, IT'S WILD

3. "Who is your favorite character in this WIP and why?"

So, excluding Harley since ofc he would be my fave...I think it'll be very spoilery, but I really, really can't wait for a certain thief character and bully jock to enter the fray...they both have such a funny as FUCK dynamic with Harley, and have such awesome character arcs that I WILL DIE TO WRITE FOR!!

(I hoped to finish Chapter 4 soon, but Im so fucking busy this week and I accidentally deleted my chapter notes which destroyed a lot of my motivation, so I'm at a standstill for now, skxkckekd,,,)

[sarah-sandwich]

🚨INCREDIBLE PARKNER FIC ALERT🚨

Miss it and miss out!!

Set Your Sails (Be Ready for the Winds of Change) - Chapter 2 - sheps

If Peter was being completely honest, he was getting really tired of walking into buildings for the first time and making life-changing discoveries that meant he wouldn’t walk out the same person he was when he’d gone in. Sure, maybe this was only the second time that had ever happened to him. But two times was too many. One time was too many. Did everyone going off on their Pokémon journey have to deal with something like this, or was that just his own terrible luck? He didn’t know. The silence inside the Viridian City Gym was too loud for him to think too hard about it right now.

Click the link to read on AO3!

Found out like five days ago that today was Pokemon Day and immediately wanted to be obsessive about it. Here's a little something for everyone celebrating today's festivities.

[officialparknerawards]

This Year’s Nominations

Fic Nominations

Best in Fluff

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“confessions (just for you)” by blxrryfxcxd

“(A Picture Can Say) A Thousand Words” by shipskicksandgiggles

“You’re Breathtaking” by Tea_For_One_Please

“Pete, I’m Fake Drunk and Wanna Go Home” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in Hurt/comfort

“a rainbow doesn’t always have a pot of gold” by Scarlettpin

“She���s My Sister” by Weirdness_36

“For the First Time, Eye to Eye” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in Angst

“Tools to Fix You” by shipskicksandgiggles

“we were all just humans” by MayWilder

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

“rise and fall of the tides” by enzhe, MayWilder

Best in Fieldtrip

“Obligatory Field Trip Fic” by Dredfulhapiness

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Social Media AU

“A Spider on the Web” by bee bark (nachtwaechterin)

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“creeper, aw man” by impravidus

“twitter beef so salty and scalding hot that it’s a well done steak” by impravidus

Best in Post-No Way Home

“We’re Happy To Serve You” by ExcaliburLibrary

“After You” by WaywardKeener

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

Best in Non-canon Compliant

“Space in Your Bed” by PeachyKeener

“we were all just humans” by MayWilder

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

“Tennessee Whiskey” by Superstitious

“Lemon Boy” by Sarah_Sandwich

Best in College/University

“Too busy being yours” by everythingisconnected

“Or Whatever” by shipskicksandgiggles

“The Hottie Across the Hall” by coconutknightshade

“i wish that i was homeward bound” by thompsborn

Best in Superhero Harley Keener

“it’s always who is spider-man, never how is spider-man” by i_regret_thatpersonalityquiz

“saving peter” by thompsborn

“Parkner Meets Miraculous Ladybug Tropes” by impravidus

Best in Identity Reveal

“Spider At Home (ah-ah)” by the_oncoming_stormageddon

“Simply the Best” by impravidus

“As You Wish” by Superstitious

“Tennessee Whiskey” by Superstitious

Best in Future Fics

“Head in the Stars” by shipskicksandgiggles

“not done yet” by thompsborn

“no one else was in the room where it happened” by LilacsAndLilies

Best in Proposal/Marriage

“The Proposal” by impravidus

“Stuck in the Middle” by impravidus

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Tony Stark Involved

“The Hottie Across the Hall” by coconutknightshade

“Potato Gun Mechanics” by hisfirstnamesagent

“Devils in the Details (but you got a friend in me)” by PeachyKeener

“Well, this is awkward” by Saturning

Best in Soulmates

“Lobsters are mermaids to scorpions” by sammiespider

“Garden Growing” by saladbabie

“promises, promises, promises” by MayWilder

“Skin-Deep” by m4xw3ll

Art Nominations

Best in Digital Art

Harley Keener Introduced At CEO of SI by TEDDY

"Laddie & Spidey !!" by cqlementine

Unnamed by Darka

Best in Physical Art

Aka Peter and Harley won’t stop flirting by Mauvera

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Collage Art

For October Parkner Week by EmmaElsa0000

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Creator Nominations

Best in New Writers

Weirdness_36

DiAngelosBae

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in OG Writers

@official-impravidus

@thompsborn

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

Best in Artist

@peanuttoffee

@cqlementine

Will be open for last minute nominations during voting, provide link in other option

[spoodrm4n]

This is Me Trying

Chapter One: ‘Cause I Haven’t Moved in Years

Pairings: Harley Keener/Peter Parker

Summary: Peter is struggling after losing everyone closest to him-- May, Tony, Ned, and MJ. Harley is struggling with where he came from and the parts of his past he never healed from. Harley needs a roommate and Peter is getting evicted. 

Read Ch. 2 here

…

Peter Parker isn’t a bitter person– or at least he doesn’t think so. After all of the detrimental events that have taken place in his life, he’s not bitter. He refuses to believe he’s bitter. 

Sure, he’s living alone in one of the worst apartment complexes in Queens, works two jobs just to afford rent and the bare essentials of life all whilst attending Queensborough community college. In the midst of all of this, he patrols every night, only getting a couple hours of sleep a night. And it’s only been a month since he watched his aunt die and the whole world forget him— including the people he loved most. 

He misses May with everything in him. The grief bubbles up his throat more often than not and sometimes it’s all encompassing and doesn’t let him breathe. He could’ve done more– done better and saved her. Sometimes when he washes his hands he can still see her blood on them. He barely sleeps because he’s plagued by the memories of her death replaying over and over and over and over…

MJ and Ned live on without him and he’s unbelievably happy for them. Sometimes he’ll spot them walking the streets near the coffee shop MJ works at. Sometimes Peter is selfish and even though rent is late and the coffee shop is twenty minutes away, he goes there anyway, just to make sure she’s still okay. Of course she is; he’s not there to screw up her life. 

Ned is the same. He’s still Ned, but not his best friend Ned. It’s odd to think of how people change whenever you’re no longer a lasting impact on them or a constant in their life. Peter misses the sleepovers, building legos, the lab experiments, and the patrolling with Ned as his guy in the chair and it makes his heart ache. 

Another wound that Peter harbors is the death of Tony. When Peter had come back to life from the snap the first thing he had thought to do was find Tony. Nothing else had mattered in that moment. He had found him amidst the chaos of the battlefield and they had hugged and Peter was whole. Not even five minutes later he would be the shell of the person he was. The tears had dried out and nothing was left but numbness. He remembers Mr. Stark’s half-alive eyes and the way his charred skin burned his nostrils. It had been too much. He still has yet to get over that first loss and he hasn’t. He doesn’t know where to start.

He patrols more– all that he can. He saves everyone he can and stays up at night due to the ones he can’t. He gets a bit more reckless, having to stitch himself up more often that he would be willing to admit. Peter is hurting and all he knows is to push it down. Push it down as far as he can and swallow the bitterness because that’s what he isn’t. 

Life could certainly be better, but Peter believes he isn’t bitter.

Harley Keener is a bitter person. He’s grown up bitter and angry and spiteful and he’s well aware. He doesn’t hide it, either– refuses to. If there’s two things Harley is it’s most certainly bitter and honest.

He’s bitter at the fact that he remembers the sounds of his dad beating his ma. He’s bitter that sometimes he would be the one getting beaten instead. He’s bitter at the fact that his dad left when he and Abbie were just kids. He’s bitter that his ma had to pick up two jobs just to support the three of them and that he couldn’t do anything but watch for so long. He’s bitter that he was forced to grow up entirely way too soon. He’s bitter because Tony was one of the only good things in his life and just like everything else it got ripped from him.

He had moved to New York not too long after Tony’s death. Pepper had reached out to him the weekend of Tony’s funeral and had disclosed that there was a large sum stashed away for Harley. Included in that was a suit made specially for Harley as well as a lab that was to be shared with someone named Peter Parker. 

Pepper had tried to remember any mention of the boy, but she would always end up drawing a blank. It also didn’t help that the kid was practically untraceable. 

Harley had bought a nice apartment just outside of Queens in Manhattan and spent his time working through his classes at ESU, doing some contracting work for neighbors or others around the area, and helping save the citizens of New York as his secret identity of Iron Lad.

He’s bitter and angry and resentful at the world he’s grown accustomed to and he’s well aware of it. 

…

“Harley, honey, how are classes going?” Harley rushed to press the phone against his ear, almost missing what Pepper says as he walks into his apartment, kicks off his shoes, and locks the door. 

“They’re going fine, ma’am. Midterms are keeping me on my toes, though.” Harley walks further into the apartment, setting his keys down on the kitchen counter and bending down to lean his elbows against the marble. 

“How many times do I have to tell you to just call me Pepper?” He hears her sigh from across the phone line. 

“I’m afraid you’ll have to tell me plenty more.” Harley feels the ghost of a smile pull at his lips. 

“How’s the search for a roommate going? I’m sure there’s plenty of applicants.” Pepper changes the subject and Harley stands up straight now, moving to the living room and eyeing the stack of applications on the coffee table. 

“Sure are. All seem like a bunch of stuck ups, though. No one’s caught my eye.” Harley’s honest with her, picking up a few papers and tossing them back down half haphazardly. 

“That’s a shame. I know how lonely it can be living by yourself. Another person would do you good, Harley.” Pepper knows Harley is struggling, no matter how much he covers it up with jokes, hard work, or just being plain mean. Harley knows she sees right through him. 

“Yeah, I know. I’m working on it, Pepper.” He sighs, sitting down on the couch and switching the phone from his right ear to his left. The thing is though, Harley doesn’t necessarily want a roommate, but Pepper’s been on his ass for the last couple months. He knows she’s only worried about him, but Harley’s doing fine. He’s fine. 

“I know you are. I have to get going, Morgan has gymnastics and she’s been reminding me about it all day,” she laughs and Harley musters a smile. He can imagine Morgan’s pouty face and her puppy dog eyes. 

“Yes ma’am. Can’t keep Mo waiting,” Harley’s smile turns sad as he remembers how long it’s been since he’s seen the two. 

“Bye, Harley. Don’t be afraid to call.” Pepper and Harley don’t say ‘I love you’ well, they say it in different ways. They both understand, though. 

Before Harley gets a chance to respond she’s hung up and he’s left in his own silence. His shoulders slump and tilts his head back, closing his eyes and thinking about what he has to do tonight. 

He decides to go through new applications first, hoping to ease Pepper’s worry. He stands and heads for the front door, quickly finding the mailbox attached to his door. He opens it and a hefty stack of papers await him. He groans, dreading going through all of these applications. He makes his way to the dining table and stacks them neatly in front of him as he sits down. 

He’s about a third of the way through the stack when a familiar name catches his eye. “Peter Parker…” He says aloud, grabbing the paper from out of the stack and examining it carefully. 

“Nineteen years old, goes to Queensburough, works two jobs, lives alone…” Harley rattles off, eyebrows furrowing the more he reads. “Fallen on hard times and it’s become hard to afford an apartment alone.” He finishes. He re-reads the application more, observing the way that Peter had described himself and how he is studying in engineering. “Peter Parker…” Harley mumbles again. He knows that name. He makes a mental note to text Pepper about the name and ask her if that name is familiar. He’s almost certain he had heard Pepper say his name before. 

His eyes find the phone number on the top of the page and he pulls his phone out of his pocket, typing in the number. It rings once, twice, three times, then goes to voicemail. 

“This is Peter! I’m sorry I couldn’t answer your call, I’ll get back with you as soon as I can, thank you!” Harley is slightly annoyed and surprised by the cheery voice that filters through the speaker. The dial tone beeps and Harley blinks, kind of caught off guard.

“Hi Peter, I got your application for sharing the apartment and I’d like to meet with you to discuss further options. Thank ya much, Harley Keener.” He hits the end call button and sets his phone down on the table, continuing to go through the applications. 

…

Peter stops in front of the door of his apartment, getting slapped in the face with the bright yellow paper stuck to his door that reads, ‘60 day eviction notice’. He swallows down the lump in his throat as someone clears their throat from behind him. 

“Rent has been late the last four months, Mr. Parker. I’ve given you multiple chances and it just isn’t working out.” Peter turns on his heel and is met with Mr. Hall. He wears a deep frown, almost like he doesn’t want to kick Peter out, but has no choice. The guy clearly has a choice, though; he’s been doing just fine with Peter’s late rent. Someone’s probably offered the guy more money for the place that Peter doesn’t have. 

“I know and I’m so sorry Mr. Hall, I’ve been trying really hard. It’s just–” Peter’s cut off by Mr. Hall finishing his sentence.

“You work two jobs and you’re going to college? I know Mr. Parker and I’m very sorry, but I can no longer tolerate this. I’ve been patient these last few months but I have a family to feed.” Peter knows it’s bullshit, but forces a smile for him instead. 

“Okay, I understand.” Peter is short and he quickly turns around, ripping the note off his door and swallowing down the lump in his throat. He shuts the door behind him and grits his teeth, setting his backpack on the floor so he can run his hands through his hair. 

He had filled out multiple applications for people looking for roommates in the area and only one had gotten back with him so far, but the rules were entirely too strict for Peter. There was no way he was going to be able to be SpiderMan and live under the same roof as the guy. 

He threw the eviction notice onto the counter and picked his backpack up, carrying it to the small desk in the corner to finish his homework. By the time he was done, the sky had gone dark and the city streets became just a bit quieter. 

Peter breathes out, placing all of his finished work back into its assigned folder and stood, stretching out the stiffness that came with sitting in a poorly made, wooden chair. He chances a glance out of the one window in his one room apartment and decides to turn the police scanner on, getting ready for patrol and putting on his SpiderMan suit. He was itching to get out of the cramped space he called ‘home’. 

…

Harley fiddled with the hot sleeve on his coffee cup as he waited for Peter to arrive. The guy was already ten minutes late and Harley was about to finally get up and leave, accepting he’d been blown off, but the dinging of the front door bell stopped him. 

He looked up and his eyes met with a boys' brown ones. Harley immediately recognized the boy across the coffee shop as Peter, recalling the photo from his application. Peter looked impossibly better in person. His brown hair curled at the ends, but it wasn’t necessarily messy, his eyes were a deep brown, but shone in the sunlight that streamed through the many windows in the shop. He was dressed in a baggy sweater that looked like a lucky, vintage find in a thrift store and some dark-washed jeans. His tennis shoes were teetering on the edge of falling apart and he had a navy blue backpack slung over his shoulder. 

“Are you Harley?” Harley blinked and found that Peter was standing right in front of him now, eyebrows pulled together and hands nervously gripping the straps of his backpack. 

“Y-yeah, go ahead and sit down. Ya know you’re late?” Harley gestured towards the chair across from him, motioning for Peter to sit down. 

“Yeah, I’m really sorry about that. You know how awful it can be to get around in the city sometimes.” Peter flashed Harley an apologetic smile, sitting down in the chair and setting his bag on the floor next to him. 

“I understand. So, Peter, tell me about yourself.” Harley was intrigued by Peter. The moment he watched him walk through the door he had wanted to know more about him. 

“There’s not much to say other than what was already on my application,” Peter shrugged, fingers picking at the skin around his nails. 

“Well there wasn’t a lot about you on the application. I know you attend Queenburough and have two jobs, but that’s about it.” Harley quirks an eyebrow, elbows leaning on the table in front of him.

“I’m majoring in engineering and minoring in psychology. I live in a one room apartment that smells like a dumpster because it’s all I can afford– or was. I like photography, but I haven't had much time to get into it again, though.” Peter shrugged, eyes meeting Harley’s every now and again. 

“Got any family that lives ‘round here?” Harley leans forward as he studies Peter. The hurt that flashes across Peter’s face is only there for a split second, then it’s gone again. 

“No.” He answers simply and Harley furrows his eyebrows. It’s obvious his question had been a surprise and touchy subject for Peter.

“They live out of state?” Harley assumed Peter’s situation could be similar to his. He misses his ma and Abbie and makes a mental note to call them at some point this week. 

“Uh, no. I don’t really have any family left.” Peter shifted uncomfortably in his seat, eyes avoiding Harley’s. The pieces fell into place and Harley lets out a small ‘oh’ at Peter’s words. 

“Shit, I’m sorry.” Harley’s mouth is dry– he doesn’t know what else to say, really. 

“It’s alright. I think I’m slowly coming to terms with it.” Peter dares to meet Harley’s gaze. His stomach turns at the look of pity on Harley’s face. 

“Ya shouldn’t have to. Look, I’m gonna be honest– I could really use a roommate. The woman that’s practically my second mother has been on my ass about not living alone. And it seems like you could use some company yourself, so, when can you move in?” There’s a few steps Harley skips in the interviewing process, throwing caution to the wind. He’s drawn to Peter and he doesn’t particularly know why, but he wants to. 

“That’s it?” Peter’s jaw is dropped, eyebrows raised. 

“Well, yeah.” Harley shrugs. He figured Peter would be eager at his offer. 

“How much is rent?” Peter asks before he dives head first into what the blonde is offering him.

“$150 a month. I’m pretty well off, honestly, and I would really just need you to pay for utilities and groceries.” Peter has to stop his jaw from hitting the table. 

“Any rules I should know about up front?” Peter believes this is too good to be true.

“I would prefer if you kept your dirty shoes off the rug, don’t forget to clean up after yourself, and shower everyday. Don’t need ya stinkin up the place.” Harley rattles off. “If you let me do me, I’ll let ya do you. Simple as that.”

“Well of course I’m gonna shower everyday who do you think I am?” Peter rolls his eyes, arms crossing over his chest.

“I don’t know your life, Parker.” Harley pops the ‘p’ if Peters last name in a satisfying and annoying way.

“Well, what if I was a murderer? And-and you just let me move in with you on a whim?”  Peter gaped, hands motioning wildly. Harley blinked at the boy.

“Well are you?” Peter paused, staring back at the blonde. 

“Am I a murderer?” Peter re-affirmed, voice hushed as to not alarm the other patrons enjoying their coffee.

“Yeah, are you?” Harley challenged, arms crossed against his chest. He already knew the answer.

“No! Of course not–” Harley cuts Peter off by standing, the legs of his chair scraping against the tile floor. 

“Then it’s settled. You’re moving in with me.” Harley won’t take no for an answer. 

…

It’s a week later and Peter has packed all of his life into a total of four boxes. Harley is supposed to pick him up and help him move, but now that Peter is all packed, he realizes there’s not much help to be had. 

A knock at his door snaps him out of his trance and he moves to open it. On the other side, there’s Harley who looks like he’s just seen a homeless man piss into a bottle at Central Park and throw it in the kids playground. “You weren’t joking about the dumpster smell, Pete.” Harley pushed past Peter and into the small, empty apartment. 

“I’m all packed up.” Peter says, choosing to ignore Harley’s comment. Harley places his hands on his hips and surveys the room, his eyes landing on the four boxes stacked neatly across the room. 

“Only four boxes?” Harley turns around, head tilted like a confused puppy.

Peter nods back at him, “to be fair, when I first moved here there was only one.” 

Harley can’t decide whether to laugh or frown, so he settles on pulling his lips into a thin line. “Well let’s get a move on, Parker.”

It takes them one whole trip for the both of them to take the four boxes downstairs to Harley’s car. Peter knows he should be at least a bit embarrassed, but he can’t find it in himself to care. He doesn’t think Harley cares that much either; it just makes the process a whole lot easier anyhow. 

Peter’s honestly impressed that Harley even has a car. New Yorkers don’t really own cars and when they do they have money.

“You drive?” Peter breaks the silence that has fallen over the two on the drive to Harley’s apartment.

“Good observation, sweetheart.” Harley smirks and Peter fumbles on his next words.

“No-no like— I know of maybe two people that own cars and live in the thick of New York,” Peter clarifies and Harley hums.

“Well I’m not from around here. I moved up from Tennessee for college and in Tennessee you can’t really walk anywhere too quickly. Had to learn how to drive to get around and get a half decent job– although that’s a joke when it comes to Rose Hill.” Harley explains. Peter mentally notes Harley’s accent. Makes sense.

“Do you like it here?” Peter keeps the topic focused on Harley. Harley doesn’t need to know about Peter. Peter is solely moving in with Harley because he can no longer afford to live on his own and there was no way that he could’ve passed up the deal he was offered. After losing May, MJ, and Ned he’s decided and determined to keep everyone at arms length.

“Not really, no. The city stinks all the time, people are downright rude, and traffic constantly bites you in the ass.” Harley complains, fingers drumming impatiently along the steering wheel as they sit in traffic. “What about you? Have you always lived here?” 

“Yeah. Born and raised in Queens.” Peter’s reply is short and strained, making it obvious he doesn’t want to talk about himself any further. Harley doesn’t get the memo and continues with his questions. 

“Ah, so you’re a true New Yorkian.” Harley’s fingers now drum along the wheel to the faint beat of the song that’s playing through the speakers instead of impatiently. 

“That is not a real term.” Peter points out and Harley rolls his eyes, turning for just a moment to face Peter. 

“It is now. I’ve just decided.” And Peter groans, elbow leaning on the console between them and hiding his face in his palm. 

“You shouldn’t be allowed to make decisions like that. They don’t seem like they’re good ones,” Peter looks up and is met with Harley’s right profile. He’s staring at the car ahead, just now moving forward.

“How would you know? You’ve only known me for a week.” Harley shoots back and Peter snorts. 

“Exactly. And now I’m moving in with you.” Harley is silent and Peter thinks he’s finally won the argument, but then–

“You agreed. I didn’t kidnap you; you came willingly.” Peter can’t really argue with that one.

Harley: 1, Peter: 0.

[th3sungod]

i simply think sk8ter boi by avril lavigne is so parkner core.

like peter who's just a normal guy under the mask, and his little crush on the rlly cute scientist and head of R&D at Stark Industries, who's always on TV for one groundbreaking discovery after another. even though Stark introduced them years ago, peter never told harley about his feelings ( despite all of his friends telling him harley obviously had feelings for him too ) and he thinks it's too late.

now peter doesn't intern with SI anymore, and harley is very publicly excelling in the position they used to share under tony stark himself.

and that's when he meets a very familiar face when at the avengers compound, walking alongside tony and being introduced as the newest avenger. it's like a cosmically fated chance, and he has another chance. ( que peter stumbling over every gesture he tries to get harley to go out with him, while harley is none the wiser cause he thought peter never liked him like that and he really doesn't wanna over step with his old crush coming back ) and it's simply chaos.

[two-sheep-in-one-wolfs-clothing]

ok peter methinks

if i were to write a parkner princess diaries au, which one would play the role of mia? please help lol

(peter would still be spider-man)

[thompsborn]

currently reading what was gonna be a christmas fic for 2022 but that i didnt finish in time….. debating trying to finish it in time for christmas this year…….

[willsolace-loml]

pls help