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harley, on the group chat: i just made the gayest sound ever

mj: is it you talking

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peter: harley, why are you staring at me?

harley: sorry, it's just you're so fucking pretty

peter: oh

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Peter: must be hard not being able to laugh

Harley: I can laugh you know

Peter: Well I've never heard you laugh

Harley: well I've never heard you say anything funny

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Harley: my top artist on Spotify wrapped is Bring Me The Horizon and I'm in the top 0.05%

Peter: have you considered therapy

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Peter: *accidentally brushes his hand with Harleys*

Harley: *aggressively holds Peters hand*

Harley: Fucking commit to it

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harley, after meeting peter: i can't tell if i like him or i want to punch him in the throat

tony:

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Harley: I dare you-

Tony: Peter is not allowed to accept dares anymore.

Harley: Why not?

Peter, air quoting the first part: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

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pepper: you're a mess, you can't survive on coffee alone.

tony, peter, and harley, having been on the lab for 53 hours straight: watch us.

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Peter: I love it when people say no pressure

Harley: because now there's even more pressure

Peter: exactly

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circles around the sun 

i have risen from the grave to write peter’s pov of the first prize bravery ‘verse 😌 read it here on ao3

Someone, years later, in an interview for a magazine Peter doesn’t remember the name of but was definitely more interested in their love life than their contribution to science, asked him why Harley.

“Why Harley for what?” Peter had asked, confused.

“Anything, everything,” the journalist had replied, and the suddenness of it had struck Peter, he remembers that much, the way they’d lent forward, eager for an answer. “He’s your work partner as well as your life partner. There must be something about him.”

He’d snorted, because there was definitely something about Harley, that’s for sure.

“Harley’s, well,” Peter took a moment, to gather his thoughts, failed at figuring out how to put into words that his whole world existed for some six-foot-three menace from Tennessee.  “He’s Harley,” he’d said in the end, not at all to the point but clear all the same.

And that was explanation enough, really, when Peter thinks about it.

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harley: I’m well aware that I’ve accidentally set myself on fire and it’s none of your business. I don’t need your pity water either. Let me burn in peace.

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harley: hmm.

peter: hmm?

harley: hmm. hm.

peter: hmm.

harley and peter: *nodding at each other*

strange: did they... understand each other?

tony: they share the same braincell. of course they understood each other.

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peter: people who sleep with their phone on silent or DND really don't give a fuck about anybody.

harley: look, if you decide you have a problem after midnight, that's between you and god.

peter:

tony:

tony: how do people put their phones on dungeons and dragons?

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what's your favorite parkner fanfic?

i am so sorry for answering this so late, i've had this side blog kind of abandoned 😭

i have plenty of favorite parkner fics tbh, but the series to build a family by @thompsborn is probably my absolute favorite. i honestly can't explain how much this fic means to me and how much i love it. ari is such a talented writer! this one and all of her works are incredible and so well written.

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Harley: Old people? More like fold people! *makes an origami swan out of a printed picture of Ironman*

Peter: literally what is going on through your mind that motivated you to make that.

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harley: *hands peter a piece of paper*

peter: harls? what is this?

harley: i know you're trying to get better at schedules and such, so i made you a to-do list.

peter: ...but this only has your name on it.

harley: and you can do me anytime.

peter: *blushes*

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harley: do u want to go to mcdonalds

peter: its 2 am

harley: don't u want to mcmakeout with me

peter: i want you to mcshut up

harley: what about a mcfuc-

peter: i want a happy meal