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Tumblr adding polls was the best thing because it doesn’t matter what you’re asking, tumblr users LOVE sharing their opinions. You could ask something wildly abstract like “What cardinal direction do you associate with the person you reblogged this from?” and by the end of the day it’ll have 20k notes and there’s probably some kind of discourse happening in the replies.

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wait, isnt NSFW the letters on the compass

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are you nasty

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today's the anniversary of the battle of new york so here's something i have wanted to draw for ages. it's still 2012 in my heart

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important poll:

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MILES MORALES for PS5

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a quick Gwen

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Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?

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The Australian state of Tasmania is being held hostage and terrorized by a single elephant seal and this has been going on for more than a month now.

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Y’all… what do you guys do for a living… but describe it in the worst way possible.

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Set Your Sails (Be Ready for the Winds of Change) - sheps - Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Harley had a pretty sweet gig as far as Pokemon training went. He spent his days in Viridian City, battling the best of Kanto's trainers who came around to challenge the final League gym. He was living a trainer's dream, but honestly? Harley was starting to get bored. The spark of excitement that battling had always given him was starting to fade, and it had been a while since any trainer had been able to reignite it. Shackled into staying where he was, Harley waited for something new to come along. That something came in the form of one Peter Parker. Peter was almost a year into his journey to be the very best. After traveling across Kanto, he finally found himself ready to earn his last badge at Viridian City Gym - only to find it closed upon his arrival. With no choice but to stick around until he found the gym leader, Peter figured he may as well take advantage of the city's caliber of trainers to sneak in some extra practice. That was how he found himself standing across a battlefield from Harley Keener, who proved to be the biggest challenge Peter had ever faced in more ways than one.

Click the link to read on AO3!

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AAAAH

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ah I love them, the friends. the buddies. pals. bros in love

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i feel you like a wildfire in the downfall of snow

He realized he has feelings for Peter when they were seventeen.

Actually, that’s not quite right.

He accepted that he has feelings for Peter when they were seventeen, but he’s fairly certain that those feelings developed not long after their friendship began. It was forged in admiration, in fondness, in the exasperation of being spammed with shitty puns and bad jokes in the middle of class in Rose Hill while Peter, sitting in his very own classes up in New York, fifteen and dorky beyond belief, hid his snickers while sending the texts. He remembers thinking that Peter was probably his best friend when he was sixteen.

He remembers stepping off the Quinjet when coming to New York for the first time and seeing his friends—seeing Peter—waiting for him. Remembers Peter enveloping Harley in a hug that had left him reeling.

He remembers thinking, Oh, shit, and quickly admitting that what he felt was a lot more than what the average person should probably feel for their best friend.

OR: harley and peter are driving back to new york when a snowstorm gets in the way. the only motel they’re able to find has one room left. a room that only has one bed.

one shot, ~10.5k words. cliche fluffy winter cute shit. click title to read on ao3.

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