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[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Prompt idea for Easter?

Harry, Peter 1, Peter 2, and Peter 3 and their GF'S have an easter egg hunt BUT....each egg they find has a different tickle spot inside! I wanted to keep this prompt a little simple because i thought it would be cute to have Harry, Gwen, and MJ involved!

Lee and ler EVERYONE

Easter Egg Hunt

Summary: See prompt above :)

(This was such a fun fic to write! 😁 I changed it just a little to fit in type of tickle with tickle spot and who actually put this all together 😉 Enjoy and Happy Easter :))

"Alright, rules are simple," Peter 2 explained. "You're allowed to search the entire backyard, but no more than two eggs per person."

Harry rolled his eyes. "We know how an Easter egg hunt works Pete."

"I'm just reminding everyone."

MJ adjusted her basket before gently shoving her friend. "Leave him alone Harry, he's just trying to make sure everyone has a good time."

"I know, I'm sorry Pete."

"It's okay Harry."

Peter 3 leaned closer. "I thihink he's just super excited about thihis game."

"I know you are." Harry elbowed his younger friend. "What with tickles on the line."

"No!"

Gwen walked by on her way to grab her basket. "He's lying."

"Gwen!"

The smaller blond plucked one off of the step. "You've been talking about this all week."

"Sh-shush!"

"Awww," Harry teased.

In response, Peter 3 playfully pushed Harry again. "Shuuuush!"

Peter 1 plucked a piece of grass and started wrapping it around his finger. "Two's been talking about it too."

The oldest Peter whirled to the youngest. "So have you!"

"No one's picking on anyone," MJ soothed. "We've all been excited for this."

Gwen held up a hand. "I even got a new set of nails."

MJ held up her hand. "Me too!"

While both girls compared styles, Peter 2 and 3 blushed.

Harry shook his head. "Those two."

"Ihi know," One nodded.

"Alright! We're getting off topic." Two clapped his hands together. "Ready?"

The small group gathered around as Peter 2 set a timer on his phone. "Ready, set . . . Go!"

Everyone scattered across the small yard. Two weeks ago, the three Peters had started talking about Easter memories when the topic of egg hunts had been brought up. With this being their first Easter together, they had wanted to create a egg hunt for the whole family.

MJ jumped on board immediately and Gwen wasn't far behind.

Harry had taken a bit more prompting.

The idea of an Easter egg hunt sounded childish to him when it came from Peter 2, but the moment Peter 1 had danced through the room in delight with Three not far behind, the older friend had quickly changed his tune.

As long as bunny ears were not involved.

The only one to back down from the hunt was Otto. He had told Peter 2 he was planning a a surprise for after the hunt so he did not want to participate.

"I can also be your egg hider. Now no one will know where any of them are prior to the hunt."

However, with a wide range of tastes, choosing candy to place in the eggs had been rough. After recommendation from Otto, the filling had switched from candy to tickle spots.

They had all come together to fill out multiple slips of paper with as many tickle spots as they could think of. Once the slips had been filled, Otto had placed them in the eggs and hidden them all around Two's front yard early this morning.

Two chuckled as he picked up a pale blue egg. "Thihis worked out perfectly."

"Two look!"

The oldest Peter turned to find Peter 1 racing toward him. "Hey Bug! What did you find?"

"I found a yellow one and a green one, but look." Peter 1 shook both of his eggs. "There's something inside!"

Sure enough, when One shook both his eggs, a small rattling noise came from inside.

The oldest Peter lifted his own egg to give it a shake and was greeted by a small rattling of his own. A few inches away, Peter 2 spotted a light green egg laying on it's side.

However, when he picked it up and shook, this one made no sound.

"Huh." Two examined both of his eggs. "Interesting."

"Uno! Dos!"

Two looked up. "Hey Three, do either of your eggs make a noise?"

The taller friend shook his two eggs. "One of them does. Are they supposed to?"

"No, they're only supposed to have slips of paper in them."

One rotated his yellow egg. "Then what's in ours?"

"Maybe it's certain colors?" Two offered.

Peter 3 shrugged his shoulders. "No clue bro, but it looks like everyone has theirs. Let's open them together and see what happens."

After talking with Harry and the two girls, the mystery still wasn't clear.

Peter 2 had a blue egg that did rattle and a green one that didn't.

Peter 1 had a yellow one and a green one that both rattled.

MJ had a pale blue egg and pink egg that both rattled.

Gwen had a green egg that rattled and yellow one that didn't.

Peter 3 had a pink egg that did rattle and a green one that didn't.

And Harry had two yellow ones that didn't rattle at all.

Two pinched his nose and muttered. "Otto, what did you do?"

"Why what do you mean my boy?"

The group turned to find the older scientist standing in the doorway of the kitchen. They had a hard time holding back their snickers when the Otto had to duck to avoid having his rabbit ears scrape the doorframe.

"Otto, what's going on?" Two asked.

The older man set a bag on the table. "A special surprise from me to all of you."

Peter 3 raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"

"Part of the surprise." The older scientist turned and headed back out of the room. "But I'll let you all enjoy."

As Otto retreated out of the room, One poked the bag. "It's not alive that's for sure."

"Let's just get this over with," Gwen explained as she opened up the bag.

With great confusion, the smaller blond pulled out a pack of feathers.

A nervous tingle pulled at Two's stomach. "I--- think I know where this is going."

The others at the table slowly started to catch on as Peter 2 opened his light green egg. A piece of paper tumbled to the tabletop, but that was not all.

A small feather floated down shortly after.

"Did---did he. . ."

"Yes Three, he did."

MJ pointed to his other egg. "What's in that one honey?"

"Let's find out," Two replied as he picked up the egg.

When Two opened his second egg, another piece of paper tumbled to the table along with a small wooden object. Closer inspection revealed that the wooden object was painted to resemble a raspberry.

"He did not!" Harry exclaimed.

Peter 3's jaw dropped. "He put a tickle tool in with the tickle spot? That's genius!"

Gwen slapped his arm.

"Ow! Come on, that's super smart!"

MJ held up her hand. She was desperately holding back a smile of her own. "What tickle spots did you get honey?"

Peter 2's face blushed as he unfolded the pieces of paper.

For feather, he got ears.

For raspberry, he got ribs.

Peter 2 already started to giggle nervously. "Those ahare cruhuel!"

MJ cooed. "But they're such good combos."

"Yohou only thihink thahat because it isn't yohou!"

"That's true." The smaller woman wrapped her husband in a hug. "But it's also adorable because it's you."

"Shush!"

While Two's face burned, Harry slipped a feather from the pack. "It'd be a shame to miss out on such sweet giggles."

The oldest Peter's eyes widened.

Gwen reached forward and grabbed her own feather. "I agree with you Harry. It'd be such a shame.

"H-hehey nohow." Two's nervous giggling picked up. "Dohont get ahany bright ideheas."

Peter 1 peeked around Peter 3. "Wehere just follohowing ordehers."

The oldest Peter squeaked as a feather grazed his ear. "Eep!"

Harry chuckled as he repeated the action. "This is thehe behest idea ever."

"Sh---shhh---."

"Awww." Gwen added her feather to his other ear. "Is someone ticklish?"

"EEEH!"Peter 2 turtled into his shoulders.

While the Two was distracted by the feathers, Peter 3 switched places with MJ so he could lift his arms above his head. "Can't forget the ribs!"

"Jeherks!"

MJ lifted his shirt and motioned to Peter 1. "Just following orders."

A moment later, both she and Peter 1 attacked his ribs with raspberries.

"AHH! THAT'S HORRIBLEHEL!"

Two had never had both spots tickled at the same time. It was a lot, but it was kind of fun.

After a few minutes of the tortuous tickles, Two tapped out. The group around him pulled back, allowing him to curl into a giggly ball.

"Aww, did you get all tickled out itsy bitsy?" Harry teased.

The oldest Peter growled as his ears heated up. "Shuhut uhup."

"Aww, he turned into a raspberry."

"Y-you thihink you're soho tohough." Two pointed to both of Harry's eggs. "Why don't yohou go nehext."

Harry's own cheeks turned bright pink. To maintain his dignity, the man jutted out his chin and strode to his eggs.

When he opened them, two feathers fluttered to the table.

"How is that fair!"

Peter 2 smirked. "What about the spohots?"

Harry crossed his arms on the table directly over the slips, the blush on his cheeks growing even darker. "What about them?"

"Come on Harry, you have to play fair," MJ chastised.

The tallest of the group sighed as he uncrossed his arms.

MJ scooped up the papers. "Thank you."

"Just tell me what they are."

"Let's see." The smaller woman opened the slips. "Armpits, and knees."

Instead of freaking out, Harry smirked. "Not as bad as I thought it would be."

"Oho really?" Peter 2 grabbed a feather.

The taller of the two turtled into his shoulders.

To add a bit more of a tease, Peter 2 twirled the feather between his fingers. "Last Ihi checked, you and I wehere pretty equal ohon the armpits."

Harry pulled back a little. "Come on now Pe-hey!"

Suddenly, Harry's arms were pulled over his head by Peter 3. "Both of us remembered."

"Three!"

The tallest Peter picked up a feather. "Just sit back and get ready to giggle."

While Harry was distracted by his arms, Peter 1 sat on the floor and pinned his feet so the backs of his knees were accessible. "Dibs on the knees!"

"Watch ihit Pehete!" Harry tried to still his legs. "Ihi don't wahant toho kick yohou!"

"It's okahay." One used the bottom of the feather to scrith the back of Harry's knees. "I have lihightning fast reflehexes."

The older man quite literally shrieked! He had been expecting the soft plume of the feather so the hard scratch of the point was a surprise.

"Ihi had no idea yohou wehere so ticklish Harry," MJ teased as she helped her husband drag feathers along his armpits. "I wohould have taken soho much advantage ohof thihis."

Harry turtled. "Ihi didn't knohow!"

"I've tickled him a few times, buhut it usually didn't go pahast upper torso." Two snuck a wiggling finger under his chin. "I'll have to keep the other spots in mihind."

Harry's blush darkened. "Keheep ihit toho the ruhules!"

"Oops! Sorry."

While the older three handled the armpits, Gwen and Peter 1 made quick work of his knees.

Harry never regreted and loved wearing shorts more than he did in this moment. Because of the warmer weather he had given it shot with a nice pair of board shorts, but that was either a good thing or a bad thing in this moment.

Peter 2 paused his tickles to study his friend's face.

Harry noticed him from the corner of his eye. "Whahat?"

"That's the happiest I've seen you in a while."

In an instant, Harry's blush grew darker as his smile grew bigger. "Yeheah, I guehess soho."

A smile appeared on the others' faces. It was rare to see Harry Osborne let his guard down.

After a little more friendly torture, Harry was finally released.

"Nohow whose the raspberry?" Peter 2 jabbed.

An elbow was thrown into his side. "Shut uhup."

While Harry caught his breath, Gwen pulled herself up. "Whose next?"

Both Harry and Two turned to MJ.

"Me!"

"Yehes you." Peter 2 snatched her wrist and pulled her close.

"Ah! Peter!"

The oldest Peter wrapped an arm around her waist. "Now what spots are we going for?"

Peter 3 grabbed MJ's blue and pink egg. "These two right?"

"Those are the ones."

"Three! You betrayed me!"

Peter 3 opened the eggs. "We rarely get to tickle you MJ. Besides, rules are rules."

Out fluttered two pieces of paper.

And out dropped two plastic fingers to go with them.

"Not gonna lie, that's a little creepy," Harry commented.

Three shrugged. "How else could he show them?"

"Fair point."

Peter 1 scooted closer to MJ. "What are the spots?"

Three opened both pieces of paper. "For Mrs. Parker we have sides, and hips!"

MJ squeaked.

A smirk spread across Peter 2's face as he squeezed her side. "Aw, are you nervous sweetheart?"

"Eee! Peter!"

Harry teasingly cooed before pinching her other side. "Hohow cute."

MJ squealed and kicked in Harry's direction. "Shuhush!"

The older two boys kept teasing and pinching back and forth. Meanwhile, Gwen gave a gentle squeeze to her hip that had the older redhead kicking her leg as well.

"This is too cute!" Gwen exclaimed.

"DoHON'T ehencohourage theHEEEM!"

To add to the tickleness, Peter 1 and 3 joined in as well. MJ lasted a few more moments before tapping out from the tickles.

"All tickled out?" Two teased.

MJ buried her face into her husband's chest. "Shush."

Peter 2 squeezed her in a hug as she calmed. "Sohorry."

"It wahas fuhun though."

Two gave her a wink. "I'll remember that."

As MJ smacked Two's chest, Harry turned to the remaining three. "And then there were three."

No one made a retort, but a blush spread across all of their faces.

MJ cooed. "They all seem excited."

"Should we just tickle all three of them at once?" Two teased.

Harry stepped closer. "There's three of us and three of them so . . ."

The giggles in the room grew collectively louder.

Two looked between his wife and his friend. "Free for all? Whoever you can catch, you can tickle?"

"Thahat seems fair to mehe." MJ smirked at Harry. "What abohout you?"

Harry smirked back. "Let's do it!"

Without warning, the younger trio bolted while the older three hurried after them.

Harry managed to catch up to the youngest Peter and scooped him over his shoulder. "Gotcha!"

"Eeep!"

The older man chuckled as he strode back to the kitchen table. "Alright Uno, what spots are we getting?"

Peter 1 giggled as he bounced along. "Ihi don't knohow."

"We'll let's take aha lohook shall wehe?"

While keeping One over his shoulder, Harry popped open th eggs.

One was shoulder blades with fingers.

And the other was neck with raspberries.

"Thihis is going toho be fun."

Peter 1 pushed up. "Whahat ahare they?"

"You got back or neck. Take your pick."

"What!"

"If you don't choose one, I'll tickle both."

One's blush got significantly darker, but the smile never left his face.

From Harry's perspective, he could just make out his face. "Awww, does that sound like fun to you?"

One turtled. "Mahaybe . . ."

Harry carefully positioned Peter 1 face first on the table. "Shoulder blades? Neck? Or both?"

"Uhum . . . Ihi . . . Ihi . . ."

"Aww, is he too bashful to answer?"

Harry looked up at Peter 2. And he burst out laughing.

Harry had it easy with an opponent who was shorter than he was. Meanwhile, Peter 2 had "caught" Peter 3 during the chase who was significantly taller than him. To carry him back to the kitchen, Two had the tallest Peter in a fireman carry. Meaning Three's arms and legs dangled almost to the oldest's knees.

"Ihi know, it looks kind of silly with him like this," Two replied.

"Cahan you put mehe dohown now?"

"Promise not to run this time?"

The tallest Peter remained quiet.

"That's what I thought."

"Ahatleast you twoho can pick yours up," a new voice called out.

When the older two turned, they found MJ walking in to the kitchen with Gwen in front of her. She had her arm wrapped around the younger woman's arms but still had some trouble keeping her up from how much both of them were laughing.

Harry readjusted Peter 1. "Whose ready to get started on the tickle party?"

Peter 2 shifted Three down to the floor. "All of us!"

As Two pushed Three down to the floor, he was joined by MJ and Gwen while Harry kept the youngest on the table.

"You guys need the eggs?" Harry asked the other two.

Two nodded and held up his hand as Harry tossed him the two eggs belonging to Three. Two then popped the eggs open to find a wooden raspberry with a slip of paper that read tummy and a feather with a slip of paper that read jaw line.

One furrowed his eyebrows. "Who came up with jaw lihine?"

Gwen glanced over at her boyfriend. "Yohou sealed your ohown fahate."

"I dihidn't knohow!"

MJ read Gwen's next. "Let's see if you're any better than him."

Inside of Gwen's eggs was a plastic finger for feet and a feather for palms.

Peter 3 smirked. "Whoho sehealed their fate nohow?"

The smaller blonde's face flushed bright red.

"How dihid you two manage to get your own!" Harry exclaimed.

"Luck of the draw Ihi guess," Two added as he rolled up Three's shirt.

Harry tossed them both the pack of feathers. "Ihi guess soho."

MJ slid a feather out of the pack. "Have fun you guys!"

The older two did not need any further prompting. One shriked as his shoulder blades were attacked by Harry's fingers and Three squealed as Peter 2 blew a raspberry into his tummy. Meanwhile, MJ scooted down to Gwen's feet to start tickling there.

"AHH! HARRYHY!" One snorted.

"What's wrong Pete? Are your shoulder blades too tickly?" The older man teased.

"EEEEEE!"

"Yohou know, shoulder blades are probably the worst spot. No matter where you go, you can't squirm them away."

"NOHOT THEEEERE!"

Harry pinched under the youngest's shoulder blades. "Not where? Here? Not here?"

"EEP!"

The older man released the youngest's shoulder blades. He then leaned forward. "Neck raspberries coming up!"

Before One could respond, Harry blew a big raspberry into his neck.

He was almost in time with the raspberries Peter 2 was administering to Peter 3's tummy.

"Twoho, lehets talk abohout thiIIIIS! AHHH! Yohoure killing meheEEEEHEHE!"

"Why are you so dramatic when I give you raspberries?" Peter 2 commented before blowing another raspberry into his side.

"EEEEE!" The tallest Peter placed a hand on Two's head. "Yours ahare too ticklyhy!"

"Thahats a complement." The oldest lifted his head. "Need a break?"

Three nodded.

"Alright." Peter 2 snagged his feather. "Where's that jaw line?"

While Peter 3 had his jaw attacked, MJ skittered her fingers across Gwen's foot.

She wiggled the younger blonde's big toe. "This little bear went to market."

"Ihi forgot abohout thehem!"

MJ wiggled her second toe. "The bear family didn't forget about you. This little bear stayed home."

Gwen squeaked at each toe tickle. "Yohour nahails! Eeehehe!"

"Your tohoes ahare tickly." MJ picked up the feather. "But what abohout those pahalms?"

The kitchen was filled with a symphony of laughter and cackles and snorts as the three were tickled to bits. One by one, the tickles were wound down and the younger trio was reduced to quiet residual giggles.

"Thahat . . . was ahawesohome," One giggled.

Harry helped him up. "Ihi agree."

"Nooohoho, Ihim dehead," Peter 3 groaned.

Two poked his side. "Drama kihing."

MJ helped Gwen up to a sitting position. "I think that wahas the behest Easter ever."

Gwen nodded. "Agreheed."

"So did you enjoy your egg hunt?"

Peter 2 smiled up at Otto. "Yeheah Otto, it was a blast."

Peter 1 pouted. "You were mehean!"

"Didn't I just hear you say it was awesome?"

The youngest Peter blushed and looked away with a bashful grin. "Wehell . . ."

The older scientist gave Peter 1 a look.

"Yohou got mehe."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it little one." Otto's actuators came out from behind his back with a bunch of baskets. "But now it's time for round two."

The whole group started. "What!"

"Don't worry, it's not more tickle spots." Each member of the room was given a basket. "It's the surprise."

Three sat upright. "What's the surprise?"

"You'll see." The older scientist turned and walked out of the room. "Now come."

Hesitantly, the group followed Otto and his actuators as they were led to the backyard once again.

Peter 2's eyes widened. "Wait. Did. . . Did you hide more eggs?"

"A hundred and fifty to be exact."

"When did you get time to hide all of them!" Harry exclaimed.

"What do you think I was doing while you all were having you're tickle fight?"

"You did this? For all of us?" Gwen asked.

Otto smiled. "Yes my dear. For all of you."

"Otto?" MJ stepped closer. "May I ask why?"

"You all are a part of my family now. These are memories family's make together."

"Didn't realize you thought so highly of us?" Harry teased, but even he seemed excited to participate.

Otto smirked at the younger man. "Some family members are ranked higher on the favorite's list than others."

The younger man put a hand to his chest. "Of course, we're at the top."

Peter 2 nudged Otto. "Otto, instead of picking on each other, will you join us?"

"I would be delighted to, but that would be unfair."

Peter 1 wrapped the older scientist's arm in a hug. "Please?"

"I don't want be called a cheater little one."

"We won't!" Three promised.

"You can jump to different teams so you're not just helping one person," Gwen added.

Otto blushed. "Well . . ."

MJ took his other hand. "We don't want to overwhelm you, but we'd love to have you join us Otto."

Please father?

Let's play the game with them!

"Well, if you all are going to insist . . ."

"Absolutely we are." Peter 2 joined his wife.

The older scientist chuckled. "Ahalright, Ihi guess I cahan join in."

The younger people cheered as they scattered to find the hidden eggs. Otto let himself be pulled along into the game. The others were great and did not really need the extra help, but they still pulled him from place to place. While they weren't the most traditional or commonplace, they were still a family of love.

And for now, they were going to enjoy making memories together as a family.

[theshadowrealmitself]

Harry: *opens Peter’s closet to find a Spiderman suit and other related Spiderman stuff*

Peter: Looks like I can’t lie to you anymore, buddy.

Peter: I…am a super fan. Love the hero. He’s just my absolute favorite. I’d be following him around and taking pics of him anyways even if I wasn’t getting paid for it

Peter: And that’s why you can’t blame him for me getting hurt, I’m just an obsessive fan, it’s all on me-

Harry: We’ll get you help for this, Petey

[ghost-bxrd]

Have to get the brainrot out of my system. Sorry. 😭

[the-trans-anon]

Peter smiles under the mask, a sharp and vicious thing. The suit responds to his every impulse and god it’s beautiful.

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An exploration of Peter's relationship with the venom symbiote throughout Spider-Man 2

[luneariaa]

✧ faciens certus.

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : { ps5 } harry osborn x reader.

✰ 𝐰. 𝐜. : 1k+

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : harry stays over your place for the night, and tries his best to convince you that he's alright.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : just pure fluff bc he deserves the world <33

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"Just your luck."

You simply said at the auburn-haired male, who just arrived at your place. He settled himself comfortably by the couch of your home, as it started to rain quite heavily outside, hitting every part of the window that's present.

"Gotta admit that I missed the rain. It's been heating up so badly lately." You handed him the glass of hot chocolate with a small smile.

Harry thanked you while grabbing the drink that you gave him, keeping his eyes on you even after he does so.

"Yeah, it feels nice, doesn't it? I mean, the rain makes it colder than usual, but still nice in its' own way."

You nodded a bit as you returned his occasional brief gazes, before shifting your eyes at the TV, which has lost its' signal due to the harsh weather outside, which prompted you to switch it off for now.

Harry gradually puts the glass of his now finished drink down on the table nearby, before letting his eyes stayed upon your standing figure. "Mind if I stay over for the night?"

"You're always welcome to stay here, Har."

An appreciative smile is plastered across his handsome face, deciding to walk toward your direction after bringing a chair along with him, placing it just next to yours. All while his gaze never once averted elsewhere.

"Mhm, you kept staring at me for the past few minutes."

"Got something in your mind?"

The auburn-haired male elicited a chuckle, now managing to fully catch your attention.

"Honestly?"

"I was just thinking, like, you know-- those old times where we used to spend our time with each other here, watching movies till the early hours of dawn.."

By this point, his eyes are shifted elsewhere as he continued further. "My illness, my dad sort of.. kept me away from meeting you before. Surely, there are valid reasons, but still.."

"It's just nice being able to see you again like this with no one else around."

"Ah, I get that." You leaned your back against the chair you're sitting on comfortably. "I missed you for that too."

"But.."

"Nothing's gonna happen to you after this, right..?" You don't know what has driven you to ask such a question since he is, well, already there looking all healthy and fine. You couldn't help yourself-- the deep fear of potentially losing him in any time scares you so much.

His smile gradually falters upon hearing your words; simply because he wasn't expecting that type of response from you-- not in a bad way though.

"You don't have to worry about me. Nothing's going to happen anytime soon. I've taken care of everything."

Harry tried his best to reassure you, yet deep down, he hated himself for a bit due to how much he worried you.

Maintaining his cheery demeanor, he forces himself to bury the feelings of guilt deep within him, knowing quite well that you have every right to feel this concerned over his wellbeing.

He doesn't want to be a liar, but he had to, for your sake. He cared about you too much to see you in this state.

Harry just.. wanted to be normal again, and he missed how things were between you two.

"Nothing's gonna stop that now, right?"

You eventually nodded it off, processing his words within your mind. "Yeah, you got a point."

"I'm sorry, I just.."

Any other thoughts are being shut out for now, his focus-- full of pure tenderness, is now completely on you.

"Hey, you don't have to apologize."

"Just please.. Don't worry about it anymore, okay? It makes me all sad seeing you this way about me. I appreciate you for that, always."

You eventually nodded, albeit wordlessly; not knowing what to say as a reply. Sensing the sudden slight of change, Harry finally decided to stand in front of you-- placing a finger gently beneath your chin.

"I'm fine, see?" He then grabs ahold of one of your hands while squeezing it lightly, which made you stand with him as well. The shared gazes lasted longer than necessary, but none of you cared much.

Just by the way your eyes looked up into his own; it's enough to make his heart race and melt at the same time. Dare he say-- you're so precious to him. He would shamelessly show it through his actions, even after all these years.

Even words couldn't be described with the way you gazed at him like that-- it's too much, yet never enough.

Slowly, and delicately, he guides your hand towards where his heart is; allowing you to feel the beat of his heart, and how he's very much alive to you.

He wouldn't lie, but he smiles so fondly, noticing on how his heart picks up just by the mere touch of your palm against his chest.

"Feel it as much you want."

"Isn't this nice?"

The warmth radiates from your hand alone, but you thought the opposite-- thinking that his heart and body are the ones who provide the most warmth. You needed this.

He's standing in front of you and alive. That's what matters.

A warm chuckle escaped from your lips, trying your best to stay composed since you started to feel a little giddy and silly.

"You're right.. This feels comforting."

All while letting his soft grip upon your hand stays, he now moves your hand from his chest, and onto his forehead. "You can-- I mean, check for my temperature as well, just to try convince yourself further, yeah?"

In truth, he just wanted to feel your touch for much longer, especially right at this moment. The rain outside was almost being forgotten.

Harry smiled over his own words; partly joking about it, but at the same time, he wasn't. You returned his actions with such ease, simply letting your hand stay upon his forehead for a bit longer.

You were being cautious as ever, as if not wanting to accidentally hurt him or anything in that way.

"You don't have to be so careful, you know," he remarks, finding your actions quite amusing to behold, to which you simply laughed it off.

"But I wanted to."

You did something that could be considered as bold afterwards; where you actually gave his cheek a small, yet sweet kiss. It's quite new, as you never had the courage to do something as such despite being friends for years.

"That should take all the remaining sickness away, hopefully."

As much as a sap you're being right now, you couldn't help yourself, especially when he keeps his gaze at you like that. He's just so.. You can't even resist him; feeling the urge to squish him if he was a plushie or anything akin to it.

It's just a kiss on the cheek, but why would he freeze and appear to be surprised by the sudden gesture? You're scared if you might have gotten too far with your actions--

But then, his expression is failing him once the reddish hue starts to form upon his cheeks, sharing a sweet and heartwarming laugh along with you.

Harry knows how much you cared for him; on how gentle you are with him. Even if the whole ordeal turns out to be a platonic one, he wouldn't mind the slightest, as long as you are within it.

@luneariaa. do not repost; reblogs are alright. all rights reserved.

[ultraericthered]

One Villainous Scene: *Twist* Ending

From one kind of "twist ending" involving a supervillain to another, and this one is super appropriate for the coming of spooky season!

The tragically, criminally shortly lived, desparately in need of a revival The Spectacular Spider-Man, probably the best animated Spider-Man series ever made, gave us a rather unusual approach to Spidey's greatest foe, the Green Goblin. Rather than be just a costumed villain with a secret identity looking to take over the criminal underworld of New York as he was in the comics, this Goblin was still that but with the mystery of his identity played out in a way more reminiscent of how the Hobgoblin's arc in the comics was like. Red herrings, misdirections, fakeouts, making you question if what you thought you saw is what you really saw, etc. Back in Season 1, the mystery of the Green Goblin seemed to be solved with the reveal that Peter's friend Harry Osborn had been taking his father Norman's "Globulin Green" formula as a drug to enhance his performance as school, and had overhead Norman's dealings with the Big Man of Crime that made him want to take out the Big Man to help his dad....but it never quite seemed right. The Green Goblin was far more knowledgable, ruthless and devious than Harry had ever been shown to be, and the part about why Harry would challenge the Big Man as the Green Goblin came from Norman's mouth rather than Harry's own. So despite us seeing an unhinged Harry in the Goblin costume, overcome by the aftereffects of the serum (including super strength as he fucking hurled his dad across the room), and even with a limp that the Goblin got from his last fight with Spider-Man, there was always something that felt wrong with this picture.

So when Season 2 saw the surprise return of the Green Goblin as he manipulated a gang war that led to him successfully ousting Tombstone from his position as Big Man of Crime, which the Goblin took over, it was time to revisit the events of the previous season and get clarification that no, Harry is not, and never was, the Green Goblin. The suspicion thus falls to Norman Osborn, but we already saw the Goblin and him in the same place, and we see it again in this season finale, so that rules him out. The suspect list is finally narrowed down to Oscorp's president, Donald Menken....but NOPE! The Green Goblin shows up, knocks out Menken, and takes Spidey on a wild ride across an entire city district that he's had rigged with death traps! During this final battle, the Goblin's mask comes off, unveiling none other than Norman Osborn, mastermind behind many of the Big Man's supervillain creations and crimes, the current Big Man, and the Green Goblin the entire time. The "Norman" we saw both times the Goblin was on the scene was actually the Chameleon in disguise (revealed in a perfect way: Harry recalls something that might've gone missed by the audience, how "Norman" had earlier said the words "I'm sorry" to Spidey, and as was repeatedly stressed in Episode 1 alone, Norman Osborn never apologizes!)

And then we get the above scene, where Norman just reveals everything. A big exposition dump in the middle of a fight should not work, but here it just feels so natural and so exciting, like a mystery has finally come to the solution phase, and the switch from Steve Blum's manic Green Goblin to Alan Rachins' stern and cold yet still totally deranged Norman is so jarring yet somehow feels natural enough that it gives me shivers. But of course, the part that stands out the most is the part about the limp. Norman had faked limping as the Goblin intending for Spidey, who'd accused the Goblin of being Norman Osborn to his face during that fight, to go pursue Norman only to find him walking just fine without any limp, which would put him off his trail...but by happenstance, Norman returned home to find his son passed out from having drank too much of the formula. So Norman improvised with a better tactic - dressing Harry up in the Goblin costume and twisting his leg in order to give him a limp, framing his own son for the crimes he'd committed. Norman, of course, rationalizes this by saying that if he'd been found out and sent to prison for his crimes, Harry would be left without a father around to "make a man out of him." Shortly afterwards, Spidey webs one of Norman's own pumpkin bombs to his glider. The bomb goes off, which sends Norman's glider hurling towards a water tower he'd rigged with a whole supply of pumpkin bombs. There are explosions, and the night sky rings with those horrible scream sounds that the bombs make when they go off. Norman Osborn has perished.

The whole thing just absolutely haunts you long after the show has wrapped up, and to throw one last cruel twist at you (aside from Norman's never-to-be-explained survival that the show ends on), we get that scene at the funeral, where in a moment of grief and mad desparation for comfort and love, Harry straight up emotionally manipulates Gwen into staying in a relationship with him rather than leaving him for Peter like he figured she was set on doing. It seems the pumpkin doesn't roll too far from the patch in the Osborn family.

[spider-xan]

Just getting this thought down before I forget, but following the conversation with @hawkogurl in this post, I do feel like a big reason why the Insomniac version of Harry, while very likeable and cute, doesn't quite work as a narratively compelling character is the fact that for whatever reason, Insomniac didn't quite commit to how they are doing their own thing with him in the same way they did for other characters, so Harry ends up feeling like two different versions the games switch between when convenient for the plot or emotional beats, and not in a complex character with multitudes or facades sort of way.

Like, on the one hand, Insomniac Harry, unlike other versions, is a well-adjusted mature adult in his mid-twenties who is a super genius and super successful right out of college, and while he loves his father, who has been nothing but extremely loving and affectionate, and any rare flaws as a father are borne out of genuine love and desperation, plus he had a loving mother for most of his life, he's fully aware that Norman is a bad person and isn't looking for his approval, and is even somewhat embarrassed with how excitedly involved Norman is with the EMF - but then halfway into MSM2, he suddenly starts acting like the traditional scared and insecure teenager who is jealous of his best friend Peter for having the love and approval of his father while he's never good enough for Norman and objectively a failure by comparison, even though this Norman has never not been completely loving of Harry and has never chosen Peter over Harry, and Harry himself is wildly accomplished at such a young age and has been praised for it; and while it's not always bad writing for characters to behave irrationally, it still has to be set up and come from somewhere in a narratively organic way, whereas here, that jealousy moment feels more like the game felt obligated to do a traditional Osborn family dysfunction plot beat, despite the lack of set up in this universe - but also not really bc it's just a misunderstanding and Norman didn't even do anything wrong himself either, and then it doesn't really add much to the plot, tension, or character development anyway.

And the thing is, there were absolutely ways a jealousy plot could have been set up while still working within the parameters of this version of Harry! Maybe instead of having him be almost perfect as a superhero right away as Agent Venom, have it be something he sucks at (which would also make Harry feel more like a rounded character than a perfect paragon), so this is something Peter is better at for once and stokes jealousy in him, even if he's aware Peter has years of experience on him, and adds early tension to their relationship while also feeding negative emotions to the symbiote that then amplifies that jealousy, sparking more conflict so that their falling out makes sense later! That would be a new way to do a jealousy and rivalry plot between them that fits into Insomniac's approach of respecting the source material, but still doing their own twist on things that is unique to their universe and interpretations of the characters.

[edith-hyde]

Norman Osborn X Female Reader

I Forgot My Umbrella - Part 40

Word Count: 2709

Summary: Tonight is the night of the OSCORP Gala. As you prepare everything, Norman has lunch with Harry and the two finally manage to accept one another.

Warnings: Age gap. PG/PG-13.

A/N: I am SO SORRY. I've had this written for a long time now, I've just been so busy with stuff. Some of it is my health, but I've also been trying a bunch of different creative projects that have been occupying my time. I can't say I will be back to regular scheduling, but I'll try to do better.

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You were excited to be leaving the hospital. Today was the day after all. 

The OSCORP Gala. 

Norman came to pick you up and the ride to work was spent talking about today’s schedule. Norman was supposed to oversee some new projects, have lunch with Harry, and then leave work early to make sure he is present for when the gala starts. Your schedule on the other hand involved double checking all the decorations, having lunch with Rosie, picking up your outfits, and then meeting Norman at the gala venue. 

As Norman pulled up to the large center you had rented, he grabbed your hand and kissed it. 

“I’ll see you tonight,” he promised, “Save a dance for me.”

“I wish I could.”

Norman bowed his head. Reaching out, you placed a hand on his knee. When he looked at you, you felt your heart race. His eyes were extra beautiful today, but also extra sad.

“What if… What if we didn’t hide tonight?” you asked softly, “What if we just went together?”

“Y/N…. As much as I want to-”

“We can’t…”

Norman took your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

“Soon though… I’ll tell Harry and we can tell your parents. I promise.”

“Would it be easier if I didn’t work for you?”

Norman grimaced. 

“Perhaps… But that would mean we couldn’t see each other through the day and I don’t know if I could bear that. Being apart from you is a fate worse than death.”

“You’re such a clingy drama queen,” you laughed. 

Norman went to defend himself but you silenced him with a quick kiss. 

“And that’s why I love you,” you whispered. 

Norman gave a wistful smile, his ocean eyes searching your face. You raised an eyebrow at him as you wondered what he was thinking. Without having to ask, he told you. 

“You’re beautiful, you know that? An absolute goddess.”

You rolled your eyes and went to get out of the car. 

“Goodbye, Norman.”

He laughed, giving you a small wave just before driving away. You watched him go, chuckling to yourself. 

Today was going to be a long day but it would be worth it. 

At least… you hoped it would be.

——

Lunch time came and Norman met Harry at a small cafe near the gala venue. While most of their conversation was small talk, Norman finally worked up the courage to venture into deeper conversations. 

“Harry… are you happy with your college classes?”

Harry arched an eyebrow. 

“What do you mean?”

Norman absently fiddled with his silverware, eyes on his empty plate. 

“I want to know if you’re taking the classes you want to. I know in times past I… encouraged you to take classes you didn’t want to. And I want to make sure that from here on out you’re taking the classes you want. Not the ones you think I want.”

Norman made eye contact with Harry. His son’s expression was one of pure bewilderment. His mouth opened and closed as he tried to think of what to say. 

“You… you mean that?”

“I do.”

Harry looked down at the table, eyes wide. 

“So… if I wanted to switch classes, I could?”

“Harry, you’re a grown man. Everything you do should be your own choice. Are there classes you’d like to take instead of science or business?”

Harry was speechless. A smile slowly took over his face as his hand ran through his hair. Settling back into his seat he gave a disbelieving laugh. 

“I just… yeah, I’d like to get an art degree. I’m not doing real good with the science classes so if I could switch ‘em out…”

Norman took a deep breath and nodded. 

“That’s your choice,” Norman said as kindly as he could muster. 

In the back of his mind, Norman was at war with himself. Every fiber of his being was telling him that this was a bad idea. Letting Harry pick his own future? What a foolish thought. He needed direction. He might not like it now, but it was for his own good. Why waste time trying to be happy when you could be successful? But Norman thought of you and instantly felt like the foolish one. If he had only thought of success, he never would’ve found you. And you were his whole world now. Surely he could give Harry the chance to find his own version of you?

“This is nuts… thanks Dad! I mean… I thought you’d lose it! You’re seriously okay with me dropping my science classes?”

Norman locked his gaze with Harry’s. 

“Just so long as you continue to work hard and stay focused. I don’t want you abandoning it if things get too hard for you.”

“I won’t. Seriously I won’t!”

Harry was all smiles and Norman felt like he was finally fully accepted by his son. He didn’t deserve it, of course, but he was overjoyed all the same. Harry was now happily talking about some of the art classes available and Norman listened intently. He let Harry pick and choose which classes he wanted to take and by the end of the conversation, Harry had reworked his entire school schedule. He had plans to get things changed on Monday. 

“So, are you coming to the Gala tonight?” Norman asked. 

“Yeah. Got a costume picked out and everything. I’ll be there.”

“Do you… Do you have a date?” Norman asked with some hesitance. 

Harry shrugged. 

“Sorta.”

Norman grinned. 

“Is it serious? Are you moving on from MJ?”

“Dad…” Harry groaned. 

“I’m just asking. I want you to be happy with someone.”

Harry leaned back in his chair, unable to make eye contact as he sunk into his thoughts. 

“It’s not serious… yet. I don’t really know how I feel about her, ya know? I’m still getting to know her.”

“What’s she like?” Norman asked casually. 

Harry shrugged. He seemed surprised to be having this conversation with his father of all people. But he answered anyway. 

“She’s nice. Supportive. Opinionated. Dedicated. Very mature compared to a lot of other girls I know.”

“All good things,” Norman praised, “Is she pretty?”

Harry leaned forward on the table. Finally making eye contact, he smiled. 

“She’s gorgeous, dad. When she smiles it lights up her whole face.”

“Sounds like a keeper,” Norman laughed. 

“I just don’t know if she’s that into me,” Harry sighed, “Whenever I try flirting with her, she doesn’t really seem to get the hint.”

“Some girls don’t play that kind of game, Harry. You said she’s mature. She likely responds to something a bit more direct.”

Harry took a moment to think. 

“Direct, huh? You really think I should just go for it?”

“You’ll never know until you try,” Norman replied. 

“Yeah… you’re right… So what about you? You got a date for this thing?”

Now it was Norman’s turn to lean back in his chair and refuse eye contact. He couldn’t bring himself to lie to his son. But he also didn’t want to tell him the truth. 

“Holy crap, you do, don’t you?!”

Harry was clearly intrigued by the idea and Norman relented. 

“I… I do…”

Harry’s eyebrows went up. 

“Is it that woman who helped you turn over a new leaf?”

“Yes…”

Harry nodded. 

“Makes sense. Ever since you met this lady, you’ve seemed happier. I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Harry…”

“I’m not gonna rush ya, but I really wanna meet this girl that has had such an effect on you. Are you guys… like, is it official?”

Norman took a deep breath. He had already gone this far. He might as well go the whole way. This could be the stepping stone he needed to break the news to Harry. But it still terrified him.

“Yes. But we’re keeping our relationship out of the press for now, so we can have our privacy. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…”

Norman felt like crawling into a hole and hiding for the rest of his mortal days. This conversation was a huge weight off his shoulders, but it also made his stomach twist. Admitting to his son that he was in a relationship at all was a big step. But Norman had no idea how he was going to tell Harry that his girlfriend was you. 

“You’re really not upset?” Norman questioned as he eyed his son. 

“No. I told you. Just so long as she’s not younger than me, I’m happy for you.”

Norman ran a hand over his face. You fit that criteria but just by a few years. Thank God for loopholes. 

“She’s not younger than you, I promise.”

Harry stood and clapped his dad on the shoulder.

“Then we’re good,” Harry affirmed, “Now, I’ve gotta go. I’ll see ya tonight. Okay?”

“Right….”

Harry left with a wide grin and Norman let out a groan. 

He suddenly felt like tonight would end in disaster. 

——

While Norman ate with Harry, you were with Rosie at a small Italian place. The two of you talked and bonded over just about anything and everything. You loved talking with her about where she got her outfits, how she met Otto, and what her favorite poems were. In turn, Rosie seemed very interested in your art, your college tales, and the future you saw for yourself. 

“So what costume did you choose for the Gala?” Rosie asked as she slid her empty plate away. 

“The perfect one,” you said with a mischievous grin. 

“Oh?” She laughed, “Do tell.”

You scooched your chair closer to the table, eager to tell Rosie your scheme. She knew about you and Norman. And unlike Tracy, she was actually fully supportive. So you had no fears or qualms about telling her things. 

“Okay so there’s this movie called Labyrinth made by Jim Henson. Have you ever seen it?”

“No, I can’t say I have.”

You smiled. You expected that answer. Hardly anyone you knew had seen the film. 

“Well it’s this beautifully weird fantasy movie that features David Bowie as a Goblin King who kidnaps the main girl’s baby brother and holds him hostage at the center of his great Labyrinth. And there’s this ballroom dance sequence where the Goblin King and the main girl dance while wearing these awesome costumes. And the song that plays, As The World Falls Down, is one of my all time favorites.”

You reached into your bag and pulled out your sketchbook. While in the hospital you had spent any down time sketching the movie scenes from memory just because you could. You showed Rosie the drawings and she marveled at them as you continued to talk. 

“I’m in charge of getting a costume for Norman. So I thought it would be hilarious to match our costumes to the ones in the movie. Hardly anyone has seen it, so no one will know we match. Plus, I really wanna see Norman in this outfit. I'm picking them up today when we leave here.”

Rosie laughed, shaking her head. 

“This is adorable. I can’t wait to see you in this dress!”

“Yeah… I’m actually a little worried about that. I’ve never worn anything like it. I don’t think I’ll look very good in it…”

“Nonsense!” Rosie cried, “You will look lovely. Will you need help with your hair?”

“Oh… I wasn’t really gonna mess with it…”

Rosie gave you a skeptical look just before reaching across the table and grabbing your hand. 

“I’ll help you.”

You grinned. 

“Thanks, Rosie. What are you and Otto going as?”

Rosie giggled to herself. Taking her hand back, she smirked. 

“I picked out costumes inspired by a Midsummer's Night Dream. We’re going as the fairies Lord Oberon and Titania. Otto isn’t too thrilled, but he looks so cute in his outfit.”

“I bet he does!” You chuckled, “I can’t wait to see it. I bet you both will be adorable.”

Rosie nodded as she checked her watch. 

“Ah we better get your costume and get back to the venue so I can have time to help you.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

——

You and Rosie arrived at the gala before anyone else. She helped you into the puffy white dress which turned out to be harder than you expected- the zipper kept getting stuck. After letting Rosie do your hair and you put on the matching jewelry, you looked at yourself in the mirror. 

“I look ridiculous,” you groaned. 

“No you do not,” Rosie chastised, “You look amazing. Norman’s jaw will hit the floor when he sees you.”

“I’m not even sure I can fit out the door in this thing.”

Rosie laughed as she took your hand and guided you out into the main area. 

“Do a twirl for me. Go on.”

You did as you were told. Rosie clapped her hands with a beaming smile. You were just happy you didn’t trip in these heels. 

“Pretty as a picture,” the older woman praised. 

“If you say so.”

Rosie lightly grabbed your shoulders. 

“I DO say so. You look lovely in this dress. You’ll have to beat the boys off with a stick tonight.”

“I’m not looking forward to that,” You laughed, “There’s only one boy I want to notice me tonight.”

Rosie took your hands and gave you a confident smile. 

“Trust me, honey- He’ll notice.”

After a brief look at her watch, Rosie gestured towards the door. 

“I have to get my own costume and pick up Otto. Will you be alright here alone?”

“I’ll be fine,” you said with a wave, “The catering staff will be here soon.”

“Alright. I’ll see you tonight!”

Rosie left and you busied yourself by double checking everything and doing the finishing touches on the masks you needed for the event. As the staff arrived, you oversaw their work as they set the food up. You were so engrossed in directing everyone, you hadn’t noticed Norman enter the venue. 

“Y/N?”

You glanced up to see Norman standing at the front doors. His blue eyes were wide as he stood there- utterly speechless. Your anxieties played on your mind. The dress looked terrible. 

You looked terrible. 

But all of your fears were destroyed in one fell swoop as Norman crossed the floor. He took your hand and led you around the corner so the two of you were alone. Without a word he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you. You closed your eyes, finally feeling comfortable in the dress. When Norman pulled back, he wore a beaming smile. 

“You’re gorgeous.”

“Thanks,” you whispered, “I was afraid I’d look stupid.”

“You don’t,” Norman declared, “You look….”

He looked you over, letting his hands trace along your shoulders and down your arms. The sensation of his touch made your skin burn and you felt the red spread across your face. His eyes lingered upon you as he spoke.

“I won’t be able to take my eyes off you for a moment…”

“You’re gonna have to try,” you laughed, “You have to keep all those investors entertained tonight.”

Norman met your gaze.

“The moment I can get away from them, I will be at your side. Now where is my costume?”

“It’s ready to go in one of the side rooms.”

Norman nodded. 

“And the masks?”

“Oh I made them.”

You took Norman to one of the spare event rooms and showed him the masks. Norman’s was somewhat based on the mask The Goblin King is seen wearing at the beginning of the dance. It had horns and a pronounced brow ridge. Meanwhile, yours was made to match your dress with beautiful white feathers; Sarah did not wear a mask in the scene. 

“You did a wonderful job,” Norman praised, “When did you have the time?”

“Well, Tracy helped me out with them, but as soon as I knew what outfit I wanted to do, I started working on them. Many late nights. Finished ‘em up today.” 

“You’ve outdone yourself,” Norman pressed a kiss to your temple, “I’ll go get ready.”

You watched him leave and you felt giddy inside. You wanted tonight to go smoothly. And while you had high hopes for everything, you couldn’t help the lingering feeling of dread. 

Something might go terribly wrong.

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

A promot idea for Easter!

Peter 3 getting a massive sugar rush and deciding he is gonna take it out on everyone in the house! Tickle monster Peter 3 gets Peter 1, Peter 2, Gwen, and Harry!

Ler!Peter3 Lee!everyone else😂

Tickle Bunny

Summary: See prompt above :)

(Okay, how do you guys come up with the cutest ideas 😭 Loved this Anon! I hope you enjoy this ❤️ Happy Easter everyone ❤️)

"The tickle bunny's gonna get ya!"

Gwen squealed as she raced into the living room. Charging behind her was a buzzing boyfriend with sticky fingers and a chocolate covered grin.

In hindsight, maybe a giant solid chocolate bunny wasn't the smartest choice for Easter, but Gwen had been so excited to surprise him with it. Now she had to bear the consequences of her boyfriend on a sugar high.

The giggling blond held a hand out as she ran. "Gehet bahack yohou!"

"But the tickle bunny has to tickle you as a thank you!"

"Cahan't hehe just gihive mehe a kihiss instehead!"

"No!"

A moment later, Peter vaulted himself across the room to tackle his girlfriend to the couch.

Gwen squealed as she was pinned. "Peter!"

Three wasted no time snuggling close and nuzzling his face into his girlfriend's neck.

Genuine squeals filled the room as Gwen squirmed under Peter. "NAHAHA! PEHETER!"

"Mmm, more sugar!"

Gwen snorted and playfully pushed at her boyfriend. "YOU'VE HAHAD ENOHOUGH!"

While the two were locked in a tickle match, another figure peeked out of the bedroom.

With this being One's first Easter on his own, Peter 3 had invited the youngest to his apartment to celebrate. He had even offered up a sleepover if he didn't mind crashing on the couch or sharing a bed. The youngest had been asleep when Gwen stopped by and the older two decided to have a little couple's celebration. However, their impromptu tickle fight had awoken him.

The youngest quietly padded to the living room and peered around the corner. "What's going on?"

Peter and Gwen both whirled toward the entrance.

The smaller blond flapped her hand at Peter 1. "Run fohor yohour life!"

"What for!"

Before Gwen could respond, Peter 3 had hopped off of Gwen and sped toward his younger brother. "Petey!"

One yelped and turned to run. He made it three steps before two arms wrapped around him and lifted him up into the air.

"Eep! Three!"

Three continued full force down the hall and back into the bedroom, giggling like a maniac the entire time. "Muahahaha!"

"Three! Wh-what---."

Peter 1 got cut off as he was thrown onto the bed. Before he could get away, Peter 3 hopped on top of him.

"Uhum---."

Three's face dove into One's tummy. "More sugar!"

Peter 1 squealed at the sudden tickle attack. "Ahh! Nohoho!"

He didn't mind a morning tickle attack, he just needed more warning next time.

Three lifted the pajama shirt One was wearing so he could nuzzle into his bare tummy. "Ah-ha!"

"EEEEE!" The youngest snorted. "NOHOT THEHERE!"

"The tickle bunny needs sugar!"

One shoved at his brother. "Noho!"

The middle Peter pinned his brother's wrists. "Yeees!"

Before One could respond, Three leaned forward to blow the biggest raspberry he could into his baby brother's belly button.

"NAAAA---." Another snort. "JEEEERK!"

After his raspberry, Three dropped the shirt back into place and hopped back up. "Thank you!"

"I tried to warn you," Gwen added from her spot in the doorway.

"Whahat. . . Hohow . . .?"

"I made the mistake of giving him a chocolate bunny for Easter." The smaller blond stepped to the side as her boyfriend zoomed back out of the room. "He ate it all for breakfast."

The youngest Peter sat up. "Thahat could be aha problehem. Harry and Twoho ahare comihing over."

"I forgot about that." Gwen rubbed her temple as she turned to look back in the living room.

Currently, her hyperactive boyfriend was bunny hoping around the living room with a pair of matching ears on his head.

One padded over to her to watch his brother's nonsense. "He's even mohore jumpy ohon sugar."

The conversation was brought to a halt by a familiar whooshing sound filling the living room.

One's eyes widened. "We're too late."

As he and Gwen hurried to the living room, Three turned to face the portal opening. The familiar faces of Peter 2 and Harry stepped through the portal.

"Hey Three," Peter 2 greeted.

"Peter! Harry!"

In a single leap, the tallest Spiderman flew across the room. He tackled both older men to the floor as the portal whooshed close behind them.

"Wow!" Harry thudded to the floor. "Three! What are yohou-eep! Wahait. Wahahait! Dohon't yohou dahare!"

Peter 3's fingers skittered across both men's torsos. "Tickle bunny's got you!"

Peter 2 squirmed as those fingers reduced him to a pile of giggles with no retort.

Peter 3 beamed as he added in a neck nuzzle. "Ticklish big brother!"

"Ahh!"

Harry squeaked and turtled as the same tactic was applied to him.

"Sorry guys, we didn't warn you in time," Gwen apologized.

"Gwehen! Call ohoff yohour attahack bohoyfrihiend!" Harry exclaimed.

Peter 1 peered down at the trio. "He'll tickle us."

As if to prove the point, Three turned and tried to squeeze his baby brother's side.

One squealed. "Ah! Three!"

With the tallest Peter distracted, Two was able to wiggle his fingers into his armpits.

Peter 3 immediately crumbled and collapsed in between Two and Harry. Both men wrapped an arm around the giggling brother.

Harry smirked. "Well, well, well. Look at what we have here."

"You're in aha goofyhy mood." Peter 2 pulled his younger brother close so he could swipe at his cheek. "What dihid yohou have for breakfahast?"

"A solid milk chocolate bunny." Gwen sat down on the floor next to the trio. "Which may or may not have been a poor Easter decision on my part."

"Not a bad decision." Two pulled Three's arms around his neck and held it in place. "As long as you're prepared for a sugar rush."

Peter 3 squirmed as Harry pinned his other arm. "Nooo! Ihi wanna ruhun!"

Harry winked at the other two before turning back to Three. "Aww, someone's squirmy."

The middle Peter turtled but his squirming reduced tremendously.

"Now that's just precious." Peter 2 poked his side. "Someone's been tickling everybody else just so he could some tickles back?"

Peter 3 blushed. "You meheanie!"

"What's wrong Pete?" Harry pinched along his side. "Are you impatient for tickles?"

As Three giggled his heart out, Two turned to Gwen. "Ihi'm sure you've learned that when hehe gehets like this, there's only way to cahalm hihim down."

"Say no more."

Gwen leaned forward to squeeze her boyfriend's knees.

"EEEE!"

"Aww, someone's a kicky baby."

"SH--SHHHH---."

Although Three acted like he wanted to get away, he wasn't squirming too hard.

Peter Two turned to the youngest. "Ahare you gohoing to help too?"

One grinned. He leaned forward to nuzzle into Peter 3's tummy.

With the combined tickles, a snort escaped Peter 3. His laughter turned extremely high pitched when Peter 1 and 2 both slipped in a raspberry at the same time.

"NAAAAH!" Three snorted again. "TORTURE!"

"You're so dramatic."

Peter 3 managed to pull his hand free and started pushing at Peter 2.

The oldest Peter immediately responded. "Ahalright, I think hehes had enough."

This prompted the other three to stop their tickles.

Once he was free, the tallest Peter curled into a red-faced ball of giggles.

Peter 2 ruffled his hair. "Ahare you tuckehered out now?"

Three wrapped his brother in a hug and buried his face into his shoulder.

"Aww, I take that ahas a yehes," Two cooed.

Three gave no response from his spot on the floor.

Harry curiously peered over at his friend "Is he . . .?"

Two carefully removed his brother's bunny ears before motioning to Harry. "Yehep."

The two older boys worked together to lift Peter 3 onto the couch while Peter 1 went to fetch a washcloth.

Gwen's heart melted. "You guys are so sweet to each other."

Peter 2 used the washcloth One had brought to wash off Three's face and hands. "We juhust do what we can."

"Stinks if he sleeps the entire time," Harry commented."

Gwen tucked a blanket around her boyfriend. "Let him take a quick nap. We'll wake him in time for the Easter egg hunt."

Harry turned to the youngest. "That gives you time to get ready."

One gestured to his pjs. "What? Am I not festive enough like this?"

Peter 2 playfully swatted his baby brother. "Go get dressed or Ihi'll tickle you nehext."

One stuck his tongue out at the oldest before bolting to the bedroom to change.

Today was going to be the best Easter celebration.

[theshadowrealmitself]

I think it’d be funny if Aaron met Peter and his friends (like MJ and Harry) after he starts mentoring Miles, and realizes that somehow he’s the most well-adjusted out of all them

Especially funnier if he’s the Prowler in that situation

[youknowwhoiamassbutt]

Welp, it’s Christmas, so let’s talk about what a lot of us have probably thought about for years.  Norman Osborn’s yule time abuse tactics.  (note that these tactics are real, so if you experience or have experienced abuse from a well-off parent, this may be uncomfortable, so please read with caution and stop reading if you need to.)  

So, it’s not uncommon for abusers to go all out for holidays and birthdays, and I very much see this for Norman.

Around Christmas he most likely buys tons and tons of decorations, paying people to decorate for him.  He buys Harry expensive gifts and gets him everything on his list.  Now it’s important to note that these are all very shallow gifts, new electronics or video games that Harry asks for; however, because Norman goes all out and showers his son with gifts and decorations, Harry is further gaslit into questioning himself.  

‘Why am I angry at him when he clearly loves me, he just bought me everything I wanted?’  This is probably what goes through Harry’s head every year.  He knows he’s angry at his father, but gets easily blinded by the showering of gifts (I believe this falls under love bombing).  

Norman also spends more time with Harry than he usually does, although, he’s not emotionally or mentally present.  This breeds even more resentment from Harry, but also more guilt.  Norman has given him a bunch of gifts and he’s spending time with him, so how dare he be angry, how dare he feel resentment toward the man. How ungrateful must he be?  

Harry is probably a very thoughtful gift giver too because of all this.  Every year he gets exactly what he wants, and yet, he never really feels happy about it.  And that’s because his father isn’t reciprocating the same amount of energy Harry puts into his presents.  Harry is so desperate for Norman’s approval that he doesn’t go big and expensive with his gifts he goes deep and personal, getting him things like a watch case for the watch Norman always wears that belonged to his father, or a framed picture of Norman and Emily from their wedding day.  Eventually when he gets older and recognizes his father’s self-absorption, he may even switch to presents to boost his father’s ego, such as a photo album of all he has accomplished with Oscorp, but Norman is never satisfied.  He barely cares no matter how thoughtful or perfect the present is and every year Harry is crushed that all his hard work meant nothing.  But how can he complain?  Norman bought all of these shiny new things for him.  He spent all this time with him.   He made sure Harry’s Christmas was perfect.

Now to end on a happy note, because this is a little depressing:

Harry’s Christmases with the parkers are always perfect.  The day never goes right, it never goes to plan.  Things fall apart at every turn and presents are few and cheap, but they’re thoughtful and given with love.  The parkers appreciate everything Harry gives them, even if most of them they force him to take back because they’re too expensive and how ever could they accept something so big.  

It’s confusing, because everything with his father is what he thinks he wants, what he thinks he should want, but the Parkers are what make him happy.  They don’t care about being showy, they don’t care about the presents at all, they just want to be together as a family and they appreciate his company and welcome him with open arms.  

In terms of a metaphor: his holidays with Norman are a perfect picture.  Everything is set, everyone is posed, the lighting is perfect and everyone is smiling.  It’s the type of picture you hang up when company is over, but ignore when no one’s around, because looking at it brings up the feelings of frustration felt to get that “perfect” shot.  But his holidays with the parkers are candid.  They’re a disaster, nothing planned and everything out of place, but everyone’s smiling nonetheless in the midst of the chaos, because they’re experiencing the drama together.  The background may be messy, the people may be blurry, but looking at it brings back the warmth of that day, the laughter and love for each other.  It’s the picture you keep in your wallet or as your phone’s background, it’s the photo you cherish forever.     

[reidslovely]

The Frat!Peter Cinematic Universe (F!PCU)

Okay I mentioned a couple days ago that I made moodboards for the characters in my Frat!Peter fics and some of y'all wanted the line up so here we go. I originally wrote little blurbs for them but I wasn't a huge fan of them so this is just the moodboards with their names, majors, their top song currently and how I picture them when I write them. But if you'd like to know about anymore about them though I'd love to discuss.

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Major in biophysics and a minor in chemical engineering. His top song currently: Spiderhead by Cage the Elephant

Bashful (Alexandra Shipp or Sixitine Rouyre)

Major in Psychology. Her top song currently is In Between by Gracie Abrams

Harry Osborn (Dane Dehaan)

Major in Environmental Engineering contemplating a switch to pre-law His top song currently is Super Rich Kids by Frank Ocean

Miles Morales (Miles Brown or Caleb McLaughlin)

Major in Audio Engineering and minor in modern physics. His top song currently is Sunflower by Swae Lee

Mary-Jane Watson (Kennedy Walsh)

Double major in journalism and preforming arts Her top song currently is All-American Bitch by Olivia Rodrigo

James 'Jamie' Dallon (Jonathan Davis)

Major in chemical engineering and minor in biotech His top song currently is Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan

Nathan 'Nate' Miller (Jesse Eisenberg)

Major in computer engineering His top song currently is New Magic Wand by Tyler, The Creator

Frankie Callava (this dude named Chris off Pinterest)

Major in Biophysics but switched to undeclared His top song right now is Boyfriend by Big Time Rush

Joey Matthews (Adam DiMarco)

Major in Chemistry His top song currently is Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter (he'll never admit it)

Still the F!PCU is continuing to grow. This will grow as we add people to the lineup.

[sillygooseness]

My Playlist: Jimmy Kaga-Ricci Needs a Hug

A Song Analysis.

1. Hey Angel by One Direction- starting off strong with this one for multiple reasons. the one-sided dialogue with an angel reflects the religious imagery of the book and jimmy taking comfort in his religion by talking to god. the words also work really well if you imagine this as jimmy talking to angel about switching roles in life. also, the one direction larry stylinson situation very much fueled alice's idea for jowan, i think, the parallels are very clear.

2. Play My Music by The Jonas Brothers- a fun little jam about a boy just wanting to play his music

3. Salt by Bad Suns- the lead singer of bad suns wrote this song for his transgender friend, but i really would not have guessed that this was written by a cisgender person if i had not looked it up. phenomenal articulation of a transgender experience, obviously the song belongs here

4. Love Me by The 1975- the lyrics reflect jimmy's theme that it is silly to idolize somebody that you don't know

5. Social Cues by Cage The Elephant- another song about coping with fame and anxiety

6. Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots- jimmy is very stressed, obviously, and reminiscent of when times were simpler

7. You’d Be Paranoid Too (If Everyone You Knew Was Out To Get You) by Waterparks- another song about his anxiety. this song makes me think about how he is so worried about somebody breaking into their apartment and his room. he is frequently worried about being in danger from others

8. Karma by AJR- a song from the perspective of a famous person in therapy. in a podcast explaining the making of this song, the lead singer explains that they edited multiple takes of the bridge together so that there would be no audible breaths in between lines, which heightens the sense that the narrator is spiraling into a panic attack. very much how i imagine jimmy finally in therapy

9. One of Us by Joan Osborn- alice said so and i agree

10. Starting Line by Luke Hemmings- this one is hard to explain, but it's essentially about feeling emotionally numb throughout life due to poor mental health and feeling like life is flying by without really experiencing any of it. i have multiple songs from this album sprinkled throughout all of my playlists for the ark boys, and this one just feels the most like jimmy

11. Only The Brave by Louis Tomlinson- i love that this song has been adopted by fans to be about lgbtq+ bravery. it has to be included

12. Lights Up by Harry Styles- really reflects how little sense of self jimmy has. the main line "lights up, do you know who you are?" really stands out because jimmy states multiple times in the book that he does not know who he is

13. Run Boy Run by Woodkid- maybe this one is a bit dramatic, but it's my running away song, so it naturally goes here

14. Laura Palmer by Bastille- gosh, i love this song. it's another one that's hard to articulate, but it's perfect. "you ran into the night, you can't be found. this is your heart, can you feel it? pumped through your veins, can you feel it?" jimmy runs away, finally acting on his own autonomy, and this song is perfect for it.

15. Make it Stop by COIN- another song about being anxious and overwhelmed. reflective of jimmy trying to put a hold on his chaos that is life by running away from it

16. Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift- this is how jimmy views himself

17. I Always Wanna Die (Sometimes) by The 1975- this song reflects the comments jimmy makes to lister in his childhood bedroom. you know what i'm talking about

18. Weight of Living, Pt. 1 by Bastille- what's this? another song about jimmy's anxiety and the weight of his fame and chaotic life? wow!

19. Earth To God by COIN- a great song narrating a one-sided dialogue with god. this song makes me think of the scene where he stops inside the church in kent

20. 2011 by 5 Seconds of Summer- this is THE jam-session-in-pierro’s-basement song, i don't make the rules. listen to the lyrics and tell me i'm wrong, i dare you. it's literally a band jamming out reminiscing on the days before fame when life was easier and they could just be innocent and play music for fun

21. Comedown by Luke Hemmings- 🎶it’s been a hell of a week🎶

22. Guys by The 1975- alice said so and i agree

23. Give Yourself A Try by The 1975- this just gives end of the book vibes. i hope jimmy starts to give himself a try after all of this

[practically-an-x-man]

for Harley Quinn (canon), Ophelia (yours), and Mihael (mine, no pressure)

1, 5, 9, 11, 12, 14, and 20 :)

Thank you!! I'll do my best with Mihael, unfortunately I don't know quite as much about him as I do some of your other OCs

Character Ask Game

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Harley: Well aside from her literally being my bi awakening... I'm a huge sucker for characters that are chaotic as all hell but have the biggest heart at the center of it

Ophelia: Kind of the same reason I like Harley, I wrote her to be a similar style of chaotic antihero (albeit a little more controlled than Harley is) since I wanted to experiment with a more morally-grey character

Mihael: I mean... I can't say I know enough about him to have specific details of why I like him, but he seems like a really cool character and I'd love to read more about him!

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Harley: Experiment on Me by Halsey. This feels like cheating since it was in Birds of Prey and all, but that fight scene is badass and the song always makes me think of her

Ophelia: Heartbreaker by Pat Benatar. I always envision her fight scenes set to this song, especially her showdown with Charybdis

Mihael: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen!

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Harley: Honestly... I think I probably could. She's a wild card, but she's my kind of wild card if that makes sense? I can deal with off-the-wall decorations and at-home tattoos and hyenas as pets as long as she washes the dishes when she's done, you know? I'm a pretty lax roommate as long as things are decently clean

Ophelia: Easily. The one thing that might be a challenge is her penchant for long nights, but I'm a night owl myself so that wouldn't be too bad. And overall she'd be a pretty understanding roommate, she'd clean up after herself and wouldn't overstep her boundaries

Mihael: I would imagine so? Diplomatic and calm means we could talk through things without it turning into a fight, and I get vibes that he'd be one of the few people to actually switch pronouns for me instead of just taking the "easy" route, y'know?

11. Would you date this character?

Harley: In a heartbeat. I repeat: bi awakening.

Ophelia: Yes! Her faceclaim is Rhea Ripley, who I think is incredibly striking, and as a character I feel like she'd be a really good partner.

Mihael: In theory yes, but I don't think he'd go for me lol. I'm genderqueer yes, but I don't think I'd be his type

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Harley: Hm... the only tattoo she has that she didn't do herself is a cover-up of one she got with the Joker. She actually went to a shop for that one and got it covered with an assortment of birds and flowers (representing the Birds of Prey and Ivy who helped her recover from that whole situation)

Ophelia: Is it really a headcanon if she's my character? Anyway, um... her guilty pleasure is really stupid 90s-to-2010s comedy movies, since those require no brainpower and are good to wind down with after a busy day.

Mihael: Swears in English when he's mildly frustrated, but when he's really upset he swears exclusively in Welsh

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Aw shit, I know nothing about fashion aesthetics. Like, absolutely nothing. Maybe I could get by with the alt ones but that's it. Skip?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Harley: I absolutely adore her friendships with Rick Flag and Boomer, no complaints here.

Ophelia: I mean, in the fic Peter Two (AKA Tobey Maguire's Spidey) is one of her best friends, and she was so close with Harry Osborn that they were practically siblings.

Mihael: I could see him getting along with Hartley (like, the original show Hartley, though probably your version too)

[legion1227]

Spider-Man 2: Game Review. (Spoilers Below)

Wow….where to begin?

Immediately, right off the bat, this game has made the previous two harder to return to from a gameplay standpoint. Everything from the combat to traversing throughout New York is improved upon overall in this game from both Spider-Man (2018) and Spider-Man: Miles Morales. There's weight to every hit as you're fighting various goons and thugs, and the combos and special moves are impressive. The new ways to incapacitate enemies with gadgets, tech, venom powers, and the symbiote…crime fighting in New York is at a peak here.

The added feature of being able to control and switch back and forth between Peter Parker and Miles Morales, who both feel stellar to play with their unique set of skills, is insane and purely sublime. It's wild how the switch from playing Peter to Miles and vice versa is nearly instantaneous. The scope of the game is ambitious and pays off immensely. Visuals and combat are an absolute triumph for Insomniac, and they should be proud.

Story-wise, we have something engaging. The main story focuses on the Spider-men Peter and Miles. Peter is overwhelmed as he faces some of his most challenging villains in the game, including Kraven, Venom, Sandman, Lizard, and others. Meanwhile, his personal life is hectic in its own way as he tries to grapple with Aunt May's death in the first game, struggling to hold down another substantial job that's not being Spider-Man and being there for those he cares for, like his girlfriend Mary Jane and best friend, Harry Osborn. As for the other Spider-Man, Miles, he faces a similar issue to Peter as he tries to perform his Spider-Man duties after the loss of his father, Jefferson Davis, and basically tries his hardest at multiple points in the game not to straight up get revenge and kill the man responsible for his murder, Martin Li, A.K.A, Negative Man. On top of that, he has his own girl he's crushing on hard, a deaf graffiti artist named Hailey, and he tries hard on multiple occasions, though neglects a lot to work on an essay to help get him into an esteemed college.

Both Spider-Men have plenty on their plates in the main story, but even more so when you take into account the side missions, which are greatly improved upon from the previous two games. The story of the cult and Peter working with Yuri that ends with a tease of another classic Spider-Man villain for the next game towards the end of the story is exciting, the Mysterio challenges with Miles are a fun test of skill, and other missions are different enough to provide a variety of entertainment.

The game has nailed it in so many different apartments. The boss battles are solid, two side missions, one involving an old man reflecting on his long-departed wife, and the second, involving Howard, the homeless man who owns many pigeons, who appeared in the last two games, evoke the strongest emotions and are some of the best-written portions of the game, and swinging through New York has never been more fun. The animations and speed for swinging, the tricks you can perform mid-air, the ability to run along buildings, and the ability to fucking GLIDE have provided one of the best games ever in terms of traversing an open world. It's telling when you put a fast travel system into the game, and you don't ever use it because it's too fun to travel manually.

Do I have gripes with the game? Some. A couple things here that prevent the game from being a complete 5-star game. I mentioned earlier that both Spider-Men have plenty on their plate but truthfully, it feels more emphasized with Peter than with Miles. Peter's relationship with Mary Jane and Harry, and his arc with the Symbiote is more engaging than most of what Miles has going. Miles' most intriguing story, I believe, is his struggle not to snuff the life out of Negative Man, who robbed him of more time with his father. (Though I love Martin's arc from start to finish in this game, and I'm happy he survives to see the end and possibly better himself in the future). It feels the writers and developers gave a bit more of the good story bits to Peter than Miles.

I also don't like how a good chunk of iconic Spider-Man villains established and seen in previous games was murdered by Kraven. I understand adapting Kraven's last hunt needed to establish Kraven as a threat by terminating people that the Spider-Men have struggled with before, but it's a shame we won't see the return of fun, faithful portrayals of Electro, Shocker, Vulture, or Scorpion. However, by the end of the game, it seems to set up a return of Doc Ock and teases of Green Goblin, Carnage, and Chameleon for the third one, which should be a solid roster of villains. But I would've liked to see the return of the aforementioned ones even in minor roles for side missions.

Also, the Miles Morales original suit is ass.

Besides that, it's still an excellent game. Possibly GOTY material. In regards to games that came out in 2023, it's definitely my favorite. (And also the only game I played that came out this year but that's beside the point lmao). I look forward to future DLC, the next game in the series, and hopefully patches of little things in the future like changing the time of day. Overall, 4.5/5.

[hello-god-its-me-sara]

I truly think y’all don’t realize the Taylor Swift superiority of Parksborn

The story of us- bitch please this screams Parksborn Raimi verse are y’all fucking kidding me

Maroon- Raimi verse Parksborn if I ever saw her

Antihero- fucking tasm Harry Osborn so hard like you ran into a brick wall

Snow on the beach- tasm beach date

You’re on your own kid- majestically switching between Raimi verse and tasm Harry Osborn

Midnight rain- Raimi verse Peter giving up Harry

Question- double feature Raimi verse and tasm

Labyrinth- Raimi verse or tasm pick you poison could be both

Karma- Harry getting sweet revenge on Norman for having Peter as a boyfriend

Sweet nothing- Raimi verse with soft boi artist Harry

Mastermind- Peter thinks he’s so slick but everyone knows most of all Harry

The Great War- gays be having breakups and move even have dated, y’all know what I’m talking about

Paris- tasm Harry steals Peter away to Paris because they have better paparazzi laws