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parkersbite · 16 hours
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battle your muse, bold what applies - italicise sometimes. repost, don’t reblog.
lmao we're gonna pretend like i didn't forget to take off sparrows lil blurb about harry when i copied this
tagged by @inhcritance tagging: @spiderbalance @notdeadyetpool @iobartach @42flower @gwenbiote @icyxmischief && whoever else wants to!
fights honorably / fights dirty
prefers close - quarters / prefers range
chats during / goes silent
low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance
attacks in bursts / attacks steadily
goes for the kill /aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first
is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases
gets visibly frustrated / shouts while attacking
uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle
rushes in recklessly / tries to read their opponent before engaging / fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement
fights because they have to / fights because they want to
fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another
prefers a blade / prefers a gun / prefers hand-to-hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic alchemy or spells
their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional
transforms for battle / fights as they appear
relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed
uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential
exhausts quickly / has high stamina
behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities
uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength
avoids civilians / strikes down civilians
damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings
signature fighting style / makes it up as they go
mastered skill-set / learning their skill - set
messy fighter / elegant fighter
accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy
compliments their opponent / insults their opponent
uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves
prefers to dodge / prefers to block
uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method
defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable
plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy
waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when opponent isn’t ready
fears death / fears pain / fears killing
has lost a fight / has won a fight
has killed / refuses to kill
wants to die standing / would succumb slowly
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parkersbite · 2 days
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Peter smiles into the pillow, something deep within his heart melting a little more, as it does on these mornings. It's a slow, slow process to work through the emotions that led them here, from the anger and hurt after everything with the symbiote, but just the fact that they've gotten to this point at all is a wonder.
He tilts his head closer to Harry as he feels a hand in his hair, unafraid to reveal that little smile as he does so. He might not realise how seeing it again makes Harry feel, but Peter knows that letting it free makes himself happier. He wants to pull Harry back into his chest, keep them close in this moment, but the hand in his hair is making him sleepy again and he decides it's more trouble than it's worth.
"Yes sir, Mr. Osborn," he says, and he would have saluted if he had the energy, testing his luck and hoping it's not going too far. Maybe if he can tease him enough, Harry will do something about it that doesn't involve kicking him out. "If you're going to kick me out, can it at least wait until I've ran your entire building out of hot water in the shower? Preferably with you?"
The smile drops quickly, and for a moment Harry mourns it: even now it softens something in the jagged cave he calls a heart, these days.
Still he lets out a small snort at Peter's reaction, and doesn't even bother regarding him quizzically as he moves. There's no threat to be found, in any of them, and it a quietude he knows would not exist anywhere else, and might not exist again until they find themselves once more sharing a bed.
And then slowly, promising no threat even though he knows Peter would be aware of it immediately, if he tried, he moves his hand to the back of Peter's head, caressing his hair gently.
"So crass," he says, nevertheless, at his reply. "As usual. Keep that up," he warns him, without too much heat, "and I'll be tempted to kick you out before breakfast."
Which he's done once or twice, but most of the time he tries to be a considerate lover. Lets the truce extend for a while, offers him a shower at his place, lets them both live a lie for a few moments.
He's never done things by halves, as much pain as it's brought him, and he's not about to start now.
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parkersbite · 3 days
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"Woah, lotta hostility right out the gate," Peter says, holding his hands up. "I don't know what nerve I touched there, but I'm sorry I touched it. Do you want to, like, talk about it?"
@parkersbite asked: it's the way you look at me. (sorry the last ask was meant to be peter and ur harry i forgot to specify)
↬ EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE (2022) PROMPTS
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"And that's because, no matter where I go, it seems like I'm the only one who can see through your bullshit, Peter Parker."
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parkersbite · 4 days
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Admittedly, Peter's never been a heavy sleeper -- actually, that's not strictly true, because of that one time he was being piloted by the Venom symbiote, in which event he'd slept like the dead and almost lost MJ about it. He doesn't blame her for leaving after that. But he's getting off track here, because even though he'd actually slept incredibly, he was woken up easily by the other's movements and the loss of warmth along his back.
He'd initially chalked it up to the mercenary needing to go to the bathroom, maybe brush his teeth, but after he didn't crawl back into bed, Peter had opened his eyes to squint at him against the sunlight streaming through the window.
"You're not going to stay for breakfast?" Peter is sure he has at least some flour and egg and milk he could throw together for pancakes. He wouldn't even burn them too terribly. Gently, carefully, he reaches out to rest his hand against the other's bicep, leaning on his other hand as he watched the muscles in his back move.
And tries not to think about this disappointment that the marks he'd left on the other's back the night before had already healed and disappeared this morning.
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@parkersbite sent: “ where do you think you’re going? ”
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... So he was awake then. Woops. He thought he could sneak out quietly and avoid the talk. The fucking was great - really, it was. But the last thing he needs is for Spidey to find out who he is and have like a billion questions for him. And he's sure that - while he didn't get recognized last night in the dark, Webs would be able to recognize him in the daylight. His skin may have changed - his eyes didn't change much at all.
He clears his throat a little, not turning around to face him as he's sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching for his shirt to pull on next. "Home - I figured?" Not like they were dating anyway - it wasn't too rude to walk out right? Right.. It was just sex - nothing more, nothing less. Great sex. With a great guy. Wade may not know the other's name - he knows what he looks like and.. he likes it. But it can't be mutual. Not with how he looks.. so the other must really only be interested in sex either. It makes sense.
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parkersbite · 5 days
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Just let me go. Anything but... knives!
The Amazing Spider-Man (2012) dir. Marc Webb
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parkersbite · 6 days
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"Either you're severely underestimating my ability to give an excellent blowjob," he starts, leaning his head closer to Harry’s ear, lowering his voice, "or you have really bad stamina. Which are both problems I could help solve."
They're not words that most expect out of one Peter Parker, but far be it from him to not take advantage of a situation when the only reason the situation exists in the first place is because he caused it. And because he's got the world's biggest crush on his boyfriend and an ever-present need to remind him of it.
Maybe Oscorp's secrets are stressing Harry out, and Peter’s sure there's something else he's not being told about his time away in Europe, but that's inconsequential to him. He's a patient man. Sometimes.
"How about an hour? Lunch break?"
@parkersbite from here
He can hear the smirk: no need to turn around when it's so very clear in Peter's tone. He hadn't heard him approach until it was too late, and now he knows there's little avoiding it.
He's not entirely sure he wants that. Even with the way he feels every second going by, time fleeting and fleeing from him, and reminding him why he can't just rejoice in the fact that he's back. That Oscorp might be only the easiest of the messes he has to deal with but at least he's no longer an ocean away. He's home.
He'd always dreamed he'd come back to something better than secrets.
"I really need to get this done." He tells Peter. "But... well, maybe it can wait five more minutes."
Five minutes until he has to consider when to break the news, once again. When to ask for help, and how, if he can't do this alone.
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parkersbite · 7 days
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ANDREW GARFIELD — Valentino Womenswear Spring/Summer 2024 show as part of Paris Fashion Week (October 01, 2023)
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parkersbite · 8 days
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Reblog this if you like seeing me on your dash
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parkersbite · 8 days
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His heart stings as Harry starts to move -- expecting that their moment is over, and Harry’s going to get up for the day and he'll have to leave before breakfast again. It settles when he realises that he's not, lacing their fingers together again.
They don't have to talk about anything, the scars that litter the other's body, the ones that Peter knows he’s not responsible for. It makes his heart hurt, to see them, to remember how his body looked before them. How many of them still hurt to this day?
He brings their joined fingers to his lips and kisses them, trying to ignore the hurt in his heart of the memories of years ago flashing behind his eyes.
"Is that a problem?" He asks, a smirk forming despite himself. Memories, and feelings, two things the anger had never quite managed to tear apart.
He cannot see the nod, but he can feel the way Peter attempts to free his wrist, and lets him, unwilling to dwell on how easy it is to be gentle, in these mornings. Before they get up and they go on with their lives and chance will tell how they'll next meet.
But he's learned to enjoy these quiet moments. And so he squeezes Peter's hand, fingers laced together as he feels the kiss on his shoulder, and what little tension there had been on his frame vanishes.
"Don't worry." He tells him. Not an 'it's okay', because that word has long lost all meaning, but in the end his scars are very little in the grand scheme of things. So instead of dwelling in them, he caressed the back of Peter's hand with his thumb, then felt the tug of his pull.
Sometimes, not looking at him was easier. Even when it meant exposing his back. Others... after a moment, Harry shifted, then turned, letting go of Peter's hand as he settled down again, facing him and then grabbing it again.
It's not like his chest is cleaner to look at, anyway.
"You can be such a sap, in the morning." He exhaled, tone fond.
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parkersbite · 9 days
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Andrew Garfield and Sally Field at the 2023 SAG Awards
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parkersbite · 9 days
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" 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀? 𝗠𝗲? 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆! 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲--𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴… 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿. "
ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴀʀʏ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴀᴛꜱᴏɴ-ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄꜱ' ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-ᴍᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴇʀᴛɪᴇꜱ. ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ʙʏ ɢᴀʀʀᴇᴛᴛ. ( ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ, ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴘʟᴜꜱ. ) c
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parkersbite · 9 days
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Peter: I have an announcement. Harry and I are together
Gwen: I already knew that
MJ: Yeah, so did I. You guys have been an item since day one.
Peter: Wait, we only started dating a week ago-
Wade: Then what the hell was going on with you two before?
Peter: ...
Harry: ...
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parkersbite · 10 days
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"A penny and more, Ms. Watson," Peter says, trying and failing to make his brain refocus on what they were trying to get done today. "Can I kiss you?"
To him, it doesn't matter how long they've been together, sometimes he just has to ask. He knows that she probably wouldn't mind if he didn't, but he’s too polite for his own good, and it's the only way he can think of to convey his many, many thoughts. Didn't they have plans today?
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+ There were so MANY people across the city that would have PAID or hurtled themselves into any manner of CHALLENGES to put themselves in position to receive a KISS from one Mary Jane Watson . And that had been BEFORE she'd taken the complete STARDOM that having the COVER for a fashion magazine had BROUGHT her . But as far as she was CONCERNED ? There was only one person she WANTED to bestow that gift upon, and that was the man in front of her now .
" Penny for your THOUGHTS , Mr. Parker ? I think you might make a girl BLUSH . "
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parkersbite · 11 days
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Peter, having been quite literally flung into this universe not two hours ago, has no idea who Harry is. He's been extremely busy trying not to die and dealing with a literal fire cult. He at least knows there's more than just him donning a Spider-Man mask in this universe, but he hasn't gotten the chance to meet them yet.
What he does see, at the very least, is someone about to get hurt, and he really wouldn't be Spider-Man if he just let that happen without stopping it. So that's what makes him save the other.
"I do my best!" He says, pulling down some obstacles with his webs to hopefully slow down their pursuers.
@parkersbite asked: keep moving! i'll cover you!
Without his suit, without the mask and the Glider, he's just a civilian. A high-profile enough civilian, even if at night he's not so easy to recognize. It's both a curse and a blessing, and in the end, he runs. Because this is not Peter, and this is not Miles, and this is certainly not Gwen, so does this make them a fourth spider?
He's almost glad he's retired, as a villain. He's also frankly concerned. Still, he nods. And then he keeps running, the cultists of the Flame chasing them from afar.
"Don't get killed." He asks his mysterious helper, taking a shortcut through an alley.
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parkersbite · 12 days
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“I just kissed your forehead, chill.”
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"Sorry, it's just..." Peter smirks, despite his blush. "I didn't think you could reach my forehead."
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parkersbite · 13 days
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❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜
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"You're my best friend, Harry. How could I have?"
The question alone threatens to shatter Peter's heart into a million pieces. No matter what Harry had done, he still couldn't hurt him. He'd thought about it, yes, especially after losing Gwen, but never long enough for it to be a real option.
Best friend, first love. The lines blur.
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parkersbite · 14 days
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missed opportunities
Doc Luben, 'Love letters or suicide notes' // Marvel's Spider-Man 2 // Ransom Riggs, 'Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children // MSM2 // Elizabeth Robinson, 'Brothers' // @/day0fnight's photography // Wallows, 'Pleaser' // MSM2 // Anal El-Mohtar, 'This is How You Lose The Time War' // Sandra Cisneros, 'Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories'
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