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There's something that has been on my mind since the other day I started replaying Marvel's Spider-Man 2.

Do you remember how Peter looks when he's young? Here's a little reminder.

If you pay attention in Peter's room you can also find this

When I first took this screenshot I only intended to post it as a "It's so funny that Peter decided to put his name over the two pics he has of Harry" but then I found something else.

When Harry shows Peter the Emily-May Foundation, in their office there's a pinball machine.

If you take a closer look you'll see this:

So, my question is, do you think Harry deliberately made earth have glasses because Peter is his whole world? Or my brain is trying to make me see things where there's nothing?

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Delirious talking with Toonz: ...and that’s when I last heard from him...so I guess he’s fine!

Cartoonz: ...

Cartoonz: WHAT?!

How people assume Vanoss acts as ‘leader’: I am a strong, thoughtful leader, and I am able to keep everything under control.

How Vanoss actually is: I’m just some fuck who knows fuck all about anything but I have the ability of dumb luck to make it work. Will shooting fireworks down the barrel of a tank work? I don’t know but we’re going to find out.

Greetings my dear cubs. I know I have been seemingly dead in this hole time, it's just that school(I think my school would be the equivalent to College right now) was/is stressing me out. So I need a place to release this stress: the Internet. But now that "Article 13" is on the rise and nearly through, I'm fearing that I'm not able to do anything in the future, for yes I am living and coming from Europe/Germany and I need your help. In this video from MatPat(from Film-/GameTheory) it is explained what this "Article 13" is, and what will happen. Please help! Not only me, but every little creator needs help now. So please, share it with as many people as you can! There is also a petition against it on Change.org, please search for it and sign it, if you can! The european Internet and probably soon the Internet in every country depends on it! #SaveTheInternet And hopefully, until next time. Bey.

Small Lab Accident

~ Parksborn2017 one-shot, by: @magickizu (me)~

"Hey Pete, what's up?-"

"I.. I need help..now...", Harry was immediately on edge, as he heard his best friend and secret crush, speaking quietly from the other side of the phone.

"Where are you." Any other questions have to wait, if Peter Parker asks for help, it's more than serious.

"I'm in my Lab, at Horizon. Just- please hurry...?"

"I'll be there in five." With that the raven hung up and grabbed his glider, it'll be the fastest. Yes, his best friend knows that Harry is the Goblin, as well as he knows that the other is the Spiderman- just another reason to worry! If spiderman asks for help, instead of doing a solo trip- it's a deadly threat to the whole of new york or even more. Even though it was sorta weird... Harry could have sworn it sounded a little like a whine?

It's already late enough for the sun to set, and of course only Petey-boy is in school. All the better, no one saw Harry get there so fast. He hammered on the locked door.

"Pete! What happened!?" The door opens and the young Osborn stumbles as he rushes in, scanning the room to find... nothing. Well, except Peter that is, who's sitting at his desk with his hood up. Then the door closes.

"...promise you won't laugh..."

"wha-... What's going on-"

"Just promise, okay!?" Harry staggered a bit. was... Was that growling?!? Harry nods, still a bit red in the face from the speed he came in with. In return, Peter also nods and then takes his hood off...

"It's really, very embarrassing. I had a little accident- just don't!" The brunette pouts, as he already sees his best friend, and also secret crush, beginning to smirk. He sighs in relief and even huffs a little chuckle. It doesn't help the fact that Peter's fluffy new uhhh... Appendages? Are tugged tightly to his body, while his whole face grows bright red in absolute embarrassment. "Aaahhrg!! It was a mistake to call you! I'm sorry...", the puppy hid in his arms, crossed on his desk. He WISHES he could just sink into the ground... Well, technically maybe not the ground, since this isn't the ground floor. So how could that even work? Where does this saying even come from? From sinkholes? Must be, since the hypothetical state of super liquid was only hypothetically found later on...or did it-

-"Damn, Peter... You really had me worried for a moment there. You okay, aside that?" Harry leans against the desk, standing next to the other, who simply nods once still hidden in arms. Slowly he calms himself down, from the thoughts of what would happen if super liquid Peter would seep into the floor. "...you know, they're not that bad?? I mean, I think- ONE MIgHt think, one, that it's... -How did it happen anyway?" The raven tries to change the topic, as he feels the heat sneak onto his face of nearly admitting to finding his best friend cute. Oh boy... Harry definitely deserves a medal for surviving this evening. Especially now: the still embarrassed, but less red, pouting puppy slowly comes out of his hoodie-fortress of solitude and, god bless, his fluffy tail's slightly wagging from the implied praise. This is way too adorable, that Harry would have ever forgiven him, if it wasn't him he called first. Never ever.

"I...I took a sample of the goo, last time one of those human-animal hybrids led us to an outpost... Since there's been an uprising of those incidents lately and the composition is different from Warren's work. These guys must've based it on his work, but complicated it to make it more efficient- the core structure is at least similar enough to believe so..." He comes out more, his tail wagging casually from his little nerdy tirade, the raven could only smile at that. What a dork... His dork. "ANYWAY!!- What I meant to say is, I just managed to break it down a little, which is why these symptoms are so small apparently..."

"Okay, that explains... your situation. Did you find out anything else?"

"Uhhh.... Yes, actually! There has to be direct skin contact with the goo, for an "infection" to start and according to my calculations, these symptoms should seize after a couple hours, due to my simplifications... But I just CAN'T go home like this!! What would aunt May say!?-" Peter drifts into a little panic, but Harry on the other hand can't really concentrate on anything other than his crush looking freaking adorable. He can't get it off his mind, most definitely not, when he gets reminded with a flick of an ear, nor by their constant bouncing when the brunett gestures wildly again.

"Hey, Pete. May I.. try something?" Said person cocks his head slightly to the side, like the curious puppy he currently is and nods. And he swears- if this was an anime and not real life, he'd be in the ground already. Here lies Harry Theopolis Osborn, died of blood loss from constant nose bleeding.

He slowly reaches over to him, carefully beginning to pet the other. At first the puppy is a bit sceptical, when slowly and gradually he starts enjoying it. His tail is fully wagging, he's leaning forward and further into the other's touch. Literally, best feeling ever right now.

While Harry just can't anymore. Not only does he demand a platinum medal, a gigantic feast and ceremony, as well as a city key when this is over, for an outstanding amount of self control! He is so lost in thoughts, he doesn't realise that he stops petting, until some small whimpering breaks him free. Peter looks up at Harry with his big, green, sparkling eyes and droopy ears.

"..why did you stop..?" It really took every last ounce, drop and smudge of self restraint, not to kiss and pounce him. But instead Harry took a deep breath, couldn't help but smile and kept petting. Sure, he loves Peter, with the whole of his heart. ...which is exactly why he won't try anything that might just scare him away. Harry wouldn't know what to do, if he'd lose him in any way. So he just keeps quiet for now. His thoughts start spinning again, as Peter fully enjoys this simple touch of affection and closeness. Very quietly, the raven mumbles something under his breath:

"...you're my adorable dork..."

That's okay, I'd say we all still miss him. I still can't believe he's really gone, it just feels so unreal.

You're not alone, definitely not.

I still miss Technoblade.

Duuuude!! Even when you are a clone, have you ever seen clones in media?? Aside horror???

Look at freaking Ben Reily aka Scarlett Spider or Connor Kent aka Superboy they are clones- are they treated like Peter Parker or Clark Kent? No. Do they behave like Peter or Clark? No. Are they their own person? Definitely! Ben Reily is more like a big bro to Peter, while Conner kinda became Clark's son and John's brother.

Finding out you're a robot is not just "oh cool, guess I can modify myself now" it's more like "am I thinking of getting modifications or was that decision made for me?? Everything I ever thought I decided, was just a lie and fake memories, made for what exactly?? Are my emotions even real or are they just another lie created to dictate my very idea of being and keep me on the puppet strings?? Why do I even exist?? I cannot have been born but consciously crafted and perfected, what is the purpose I was planned for and why don't I know????"

You can't compare that!!

Uhhhh... It fills you with determination...?

brought some fruit for the potluck

Dude (gender neutral “dude”, as always)

Dash and Danny being cursed with the whole “sharing pain” thing, and Danny’s almost always in pain so Dash stops bullying him because what the hell is going on? Why is he getting attacked like this practically every day? Danny having a very high pain tolerance, higher than Dash’s, and Dash is like “How???”

Now I can't stop imagining:

Steve, the hopeless romantic that he is, trying to woo over Billy with things he thinks Billy might like. Shit like, trying to compliment him through his car's colour or sporty remarks during training. Of course it doesn't work the way Steve wants. Robin, Jonathan maybe even Nancy trying to help him, getting information or trying to give advice on what may or may not work and that really just drives Steve crazy!

Billy slowly gets enamoured by Steve. Not because of these absolutely terrible ideas and horrific flirt attempts themselves, but by this sheer passion and dedication, that Steve has been trying for MONTHS at this point. He had chances alone with Billy, but he denied because he wanted it for the long run not short fun.

At some point Steve just says "fuck it, nothing else worked! I already embarrassed myself enough, what's a little more!" And then just reverts back to his hopeless romantic gestures. Robin tried to hold him back: don't do it Steve, it's too direct! It's way too cheesy! But He just went, fuck it! Then so be it! Writes a cheesy af poem, slides it into his locker, along with a single dark red rose tapped to the door, with which he invites him onto a date where Steve goes all out: compliments, chivalry, cheesy pick-up lines, he cooks, then a stroll through the forest behind his house at twilight hour and lastly movie night with some mean salted caramel popcorn! Steve never thought Billy would say yes so fast and Billy never thought someone could be this perfect.

BOOM!! Wrap it up!! *mic drop*

Maybe I'll write it

Billy Hargrove fandom doesn't talk enough about him being a secret romantic, as implied by Dacre in that one interview where he talked about Billy wanting a date under the stars. Like, I can't imagine he'd just pull that shit with some random hookup unless he REALLY wanted in their pants, but with someone he has genuine feelings for and felt like he could trust? I think he'd be very romantic, do all the sappy shit they might assume he'd hate.