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yes I requested the last fic I love how you characterize Peter 3 and him being unwilling to open up just yet and Harry reassuring him it’s very heartwarming

I'm glad you enjoyed it Anon ❤️ :) I had a great time writing it ❤️ :)

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love the last fic you wrote I requested that prompt tysm!

I'm assuming this is for the Spider-Man fic with Harry? ❤️ :) So glad you enjoyed Anon! ❤️ :)

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Yes that recent episode of 9-1-1 was crazyyy :( I'm always down to chat about anything 9-1-1!!! I have a lot of thoughts but also have been trying to just ignore it lol. In part by only reading fluff to feel better about it

Same ❤️ Like I can kinda understand why they did it, but at the same time . . . Why did it have to go that way? 💔

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This isn't a tickle ask but . . .

Has anyone watched the newest episode of 9-1-1?? I need to talk with someone about what I just saw 💔

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hiii I loved your Hawthorne brothers sickfic. can you write another one where Grayson gets sick at the foundation?

I would absolutely love to Anon, but I'm trying to keep those fics to my second accoun ❤️ :)

This just helps me keep the two separate ❤️ :) Thank you in advance! ❤️ :)

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can I request lee!Harry and ler!Peter 2 and 3 where Peter 2 is introducing Harry to Peter 3 and he’s kinda nervous because of his experience with his universe Harry and Peter 2 shows him that Harry is harmless (sorry if this is confusing)

One Step Closer

Summary: See promot above :)

(Not confusing Anon ❤️ Hope you enjoy, and sorry it took so long to write ❤️ :))

"What if he doesn't like me?"

Two turned to the middle Peter as they walked up to the door. "He will."

Three continued. "What if he thinks I'm annoying o-or thinks I look funny?"

"He won't think either of those things."

"But what if he---?"

Peter 2 paused long enough to turn to his brother. "Pete, he won't."

"You don't know that."

"I do."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I know him."

With that, the eldest rang the bell. There was no turning back once that door opened. No more wondering how both sides felt, no more chances to prep for the best first impression, no more chances to reschedule. It was all or nothing.

Three's head snapped up when the front door opened.

Out stepped an older man. His brown hair was thinner than in the pictures Peter 2 had showed and pronounced crows feet appeared when he smiled. However, there was no denying that same bright smile and warm brown eyes.

Peter 2 wrapped the man in a hug. "Good to see you Har."

Harry eagerly returned the hug. "Good to see you too Pete."

After a good squeeze, Two pulled away so he could turn. "Harry, this is my interdemensional brother Peter 3."

Harry held out his hand. "Nice to meet you Peter 3."

Three tried to hide his nerves behind a big smile while he firmly shook Harry's head. "Nice to meet you too."

After the handshake, the younger Osborn poked his head around the porch. "Thought you said you had two little brothers now."

"I do, but One can't make it. He's got a shift and a test to study for."

Harry sucked in a breath while he held open the door. "That brings back some memories that I do not miss."

A moment later, Two stepped across the threshold. "Me neither."

With a chuckle, Harry turned to Peter 3.

Peter 3 felt his nerves heighten. He forced his nervous grin wider.

The younger Osborn motioned him forward. "Come on in. Don't be shy."

"I'm not shy," Peter 3 quickly replied while practically bolting past the older man.

The genuine smile on Harry's face faltered a bit at the younger Peter's nervous actions. A wrinkle appeared in the middle of his forehead before it quickly smoothed back. His jaw tightened a bit before going back to a relaxed state.

In response, Harry clapped Peter 3 on the back, ignoring the flinch from the younger man. "Peter---my Peter---has raved about you."

"Really?"

Three had to personally wince at the high-pitched tone that came out of his mouth.

He had to clear his throat before he could try again, "Really?"

"Uh . . . Y-yeah. He says you're great."

"That's great. He's told me a lot about you too. We already have so much in common."

That made the younger Osborn chuckle. Some of the tension in his shoulders melting away. "I'm sure we'll find more along the way."

"Oh yeah, totally."

"Come on." Harry tugged him toward the living room. "Tell me more about yourself."

"What do you want to know?"

"What do you for work?"

"I work as a scientist in Osborn industries in my universe."

That made Harry's head perk up. "Who runs it? Norman or Harry?"

Images of his own Harry popped into Peter 3's own mind. His smile and his gaze fell.

Meanwhile, Harry shared a glance with his own Peter. Had he said something wrong?

Peter 2 gave him a sympathetic look, shaking his head in the process.

With a nod in response, Harry turned his attention back on the younger Parker. "So how did you three meet?"

"That's an interesting story," replied Two.

Three chuckled, slowly making his way back into the conversation with nerves still lingering. "That it is."

Harry took a seat in one of the chairs of his living room, leaving the spot next to Two on the couch open. "Tell me about it."

At first, Two started the story. Occasionally he would turn to Three for confirmation of facts or for parts he couldn't remember.

Meanwhile, the younger Peter sat next to his older counterpart. He balanced on the edge of the cushion, never fully leaning back and never fully relaxing. He just seemed so nervous and on edge.

Harry tried to give him some time, focusing on jumping in with comments about the story his best friend was retelling instead.

One comment made him jolt forward. "You got stabbed?"

Two bashfully chuckled, rubbing a certain spot on his torso. "Yeheah. It wasn't fun."

"Ya think?"

Three let a muffled huff.

The elder Peter dug his elbow into the younger's side. "Quiet you."

Peter 3 grinned, freely chuckling this time.

Harry chuckled as well. However, he still looked at his friend with concern. "You sure you're okay? Should we have Otto check you out again?"

"It was months ago," assured Two. "I'm okay now."

"Wish I could have been there."

Peter 2 patted his best friend's knee. "You're here now. That's what matters."

As the two chatted, Peter 3 studied them both. They seemed so relaxed and chill. Yet, there was some underlying nerves in the older Harry. He felt nervous just like Peter 3 did. Not upset or angry that he was here.

Three felt his shoulders relax even more. He wasn't completely sold, but he was more comfortable.

"You know, Three here thought you were going to take his head off."

Jolting up, the younger Parker stared at his older counterpart. "I did not!"

Peter 2 gave him a smirk. "You were nervous enough for it."

"You know why," grumbled out the middle Peter.

"Ihi knohow. I knohow."

In response, Harry barked out a laugh. "Another inside joke I should know about?"

Three's face fell.

The younger Osborn's eyes went wide. "I'm sorry. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

All Peter 3 could do was give him a jerk of a nod. No matter how much time would pass, it was still so hard to open up about it.

A nudge brought Three back to the duo next to him.

Two gave his younger counterpart a wink. "You know he's completely harmless, right?"

"I mean . . . I guess," replied Three as his eyebrows furrowed together.

"He is." Two scooted closer to Harry. "Just watch."

Before either Harry or Three could ask what he meant, Two's hand squeezed his best friend's knee.

Harry jolted. Several strangled sounds left his mouth as Peter continued attacking his knee.

At first, Peter 3 almost thought the younger Osborn was in pain. Atleast, until he caught sight of the grin on his face.

The younger Osborn finally got one of his hands coordinated enough to shove Two's hand back.

"See? Completely harmless."

Three had to lightly snicker at the kick Harry gave Peter 2. They were just as bad as he and One.

Then Peter 2 moved his attack up to Harry's thighs.

The younger Osborn yanked himself to the opposite side of his chair, smacking Two's hands in the process. "Knohock ihit ohoff."

Two kept going. "Make me."

Harry curled into the arm of the chair. However, Peter 2 was quick to follow, jumping up to spider along his sides.

"Peter!"

"Yeah?"

A snort interrupted Harry's comeback.

"Wow." The older Peter's hands moved down to the younger Osborn's hips. "Thanks for sharing that with the room."

Three's shoulders hunched forward from the laughter he was trying to repress. He didn't want to annoy them any longer.

Meanwhile, Harry was desperately trying to glare at his best friend while cackling his head off.

"Don't get mad at me because your hips are so easy to attack."

"IHI'M GOING TOHO KILL YOHOU!"

"I'm quaking in my boots."

Peter 3 turned his head away. "Pfft!"

"Hey Three."

The younger jerked his head up. "Hm?"

Two nodded to Harry. "Come here."

"What?"

"Come here."

"Uh." Peter 3 slowly stood and made his way over. "Okay."

Three had no idea what the eldest was planning, but he was very curious. Once he was close enough, he caught the smirk the eldest was giving him.

"Watch this," explained Two.

The next sound to leave Harry's mouth sounded like a strangled shriek because two hands decided his ribs needed to be played like a piano. Stupid Peter Parker and his nimble fingers.

"His ribs are almost as sensitive as yours," teased Two.

"Hey," Three straight up whined before clamping his mouth shut again.

The eldest shrugged. "Just making an observation."

"PETEHER!"

Peter 2 paused his hands. "What?"

In reply, the younger Osborn sank into the chair he was sitting in, catching his breath through his residual giggles.

"What do you want Harry?" Two teased while he pinched two ribs. "You have our attention."

Harry jolted, grabbing his best friend's wrists. "NOHO! Dohon't yohou dahare!"

Peter 2 was freely chuckling with his friend. He grinned up at his younger counterpart. "Want to help me out?"

Immediately, Three held up his hands and took a step back. "I don't want to intrude."

Two opened his mouth to respond, but Harry beat him to it. "Yohou're fihine Threhee."

The younger Peter's eyebrows shot up.

"I'm seriohous," assured Harry with a smile. "I mahay complahain, but I don't cahare."

"But Two's your friend."

"So are you," Harry pointed out.

Three still seemed hesitant to join.

"Don't have to, but don't feel like you have to sit on the side lines either."

Meanwhile, Two gave his younger counterpart an 'I told you so' look.

The smile pulled from Three was a little bigger this time, but not fully relaxed into the genuine grin it could be.

Then Peter 2's fingers wormed into Harry's armpits. "This spot's always a good one."

The younger Osborn jumped before sliding down the chair to the floor.

Two followed. "Hey! Get back here!"

"Noho!"

Three squatted down a second later. "Don't let him get away."

"Don't worry. He won't get far."

Harry snorted in response, trying to roll onto his side.

Then Peter 2 dug his thumbs into the middle of his friend's armpits. It caused Harry to freeze with an ear splitting shriek.

"See? No going anywhere."

Three grinned and shifted so his hands were on the floor.

A moment later, Peter 2 finally gave his friend a chance to catch his breath.

Harry sank into the floor, catching his breath through his residual giggles.

The eldest Peter moved to sit next to him. "Sensitive."

Harry kicked at his best friend. "Soho ahare yohou!"

Suddenly, Peter lunged for his sides again.

Harry squirmed the other way while pushing Peter's wrists back.

Meanwhile, Three watched the two while shaking his head. Then, without thinking, he snatched up Harry's wrists in his hands. "No Two, like thi---."

Peter 3 froze. He hadn't meant to get involved. He was just supposed to be an observer.

He waited for the ball to drop. For Harry to yank his hands back and demand what he was doing. He waited for Two to reach over and place a hand on his arm to let him know he'd taken it too far.

But that ball never dropped.

Instead, Two gave him the same smirk he gave when Peter One was the one on the floor between them and immediately dug back in to Harry's ribs with a tossed out, "Why thank you Three. I never would have thought of that."

The younger Parker stared. He was so distracted that Harry almost got his wrists back. In fact, the middle Peter had to scramble to get them pinned back above the younger Osborn's head.

The grin on Two's face grew as he continued his attack. "Want to help me make him jump?"

Three hesitated. "I guess."

"He's not going to care Three."

". . . I don't want to over do it."

Two gave his younger brother a sympathetic look and sigh before pausing his attack. "Hey Har."

The taller man parted his elbows. "Yeheah?"

"Do you care if he joins?"

"Ahagahain, noho." Harry relaxed even further. "You didn't even ahask befohore yohou attacked me thehe fihirst time."

"This is true," replied Two with a grin. "As soon as I found out, I attacked. It was payback for all the times you just decided to get me."

"Ihi knohow. I cheered you ohon whehen yohou finally got the guts toho do ihit."

By now, Peter Two's face was a lovely shade of pink. "I thought you would kill me if I did."

Three felt Harry shift. Then looked to see one of the younger Osborn's fingers pointed right at him along with a matching grin.

Then came the reply, "Just like him."

"Pfft!" Three had to hide his face in his shoulder.

"Laught it up Fuzzball," Two playfully sassed. "Now are you going to help me get him or not?"

"Or we could gehet yohou," teased Harry.

The eldest Peter dug into Harry's armpits again, making the younger Osborn squeal and smack his elbows back together.

By now, the temptation had reached a heightened level. And Harry had said he didn't mind so . . .

With a bit of hesitation, Peter 3 poked the younger Osborn's ribs. There wasn't a retaliation. There wasn't a demanded what are you doing being shoved in his face. There wasn't any of that.

Granted, it was probably hard for Harry to retaliate when he was currently cackling his head from Two's attack.

The taller Peter didn't want to over do it so he waited until Two had 'mercy' on his friend and went for his neck before he gently poked around his ribs.

The response was downright hysterical.

With each poke, Harry jerked to the other side while turtling into his shoulders and hiding behind his elbows.

Three tried not break out into his own laughter, but it was hard when watching an Osborn laugh and squirm beneath you.

"See?" Peter 2 paused his attack. "Told you he wouldn't care."

Even in his residual giggle state, Harry lifted one of his elbows. "I doho cahare about yohou twoho."

"Not what I'm talking about Har."

Three gave a genuine smile that finally reached his eyes. He looked genuinely happy with no hesitation holding anything back.

"Cohourse hehe's happy ahat myhy expensehe," teased Harry.

The middle Peter's eyes went wide. "No!"

"Ihim teheasing," the younger Osborn assured while pushing himself up. "Ihim teasihing."

A moment later, Three turtled into his shoulders again. Nervousness appeared on his face as he looked between the two.

Genuine concern furrowed Harry's eyebrows. "You okay?"

Immediately, Peter 3 wrapped him in a hug.

Harry quickly returned it with one of his own.

". . . It's good to see you again Harry," the tallest Peter quietly spoke.

"Three?" Harry gently pulled back. "What happened to him?"

The middle Peter quickly looked away.

"Hey, it's okay. We don't have to talk about it. I'm just curious."

"I know I'll tell you one day." Three lifted his head, showing the pain in his eyes. "But I just can't right now."

"I get it." Harry squeezed his shoulder. "We'll file it away for another time."

The middle Peter relaxed. His shoulders dropped and his arms wrapped back around the older man. Another little part of his heart healed back into place. He wasn't whole yet, but he was one step closer.

One step closer.

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i mean even if Norman did get his act entirely together that sort of damage is something that doesn’t really ever leave a person.

This is very true ❤️ I would like for them to make up, but I don't know for certain if it would work out ❤️ That would be between Norman and Harry ❤️

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yes! like what the other anon said when these problems come up because of his past and his Dad I feel like Harry would feel guilty bringing it up to Norman.

And I'm sure Norman feels guilt too over what happened too ❤️ It would be a bit to work through in the beginning, and I mean a LOT to work through, but I like to think they can rebuild their relationship stronger this time ❤️ :)

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Oh my goodness!! The ravi fic! I LOVE IT!!!!! Thank you so much , you wrote exactly what i pictured in my mind 🥹🥹

You're welcome Anon ❤️ :) Glad you enjoyed it ❤️ :)

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I imagine the situation isn’t improved by the fact a lot of these habits were caused by Norman and he doesn’t want to feel like he’s harming the peace or the good relationships any of them have with him.

That definitely puts a strain on the relationships he has, and on him too ❤️

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Oh em gee, i am so happy you would write for ravi. Sooo…. I have an idea. I could imagine ravi finally starting to settle in to the 118 after the others finally starting knowing and remembering that he is not eddie and he is in fact ravi (bless him). So he is finally living the lifestyle of a 118 firefighter. I mean, he’s finally part of ‘the group’. That means he has to prove he is worthy and strong enough to be part of the group - according the buck, everyone else thinks he’s fine. So buck just starts messing with him every so often. Pranks, annoying jokes and fake insults. Until eventually he decides to poke the fun AT ravi. Who knew a poke to ravi’s side would lead to whole new discoveries?

Im sorry i tried to word it write but i thinking i f***ed it up 🥲🥲

Whole New Discovery

Summary: See promot above :)

(You're all good Anon, I got what you were trying to say ❤️ :) I just hope I do the character well 😅 I've written for Ravi like twice so I'm still learning the character and I don't know how this is going to go ❤️😅)

Ravi had never wished he could go back in time and erase something like he had in that moment. For weeks, Buck had been messing with him at every turn. Pranks, insults, jokes, whatever you could think of, he was doing it. He claimed it was all in 'good fun', but Ravi was starting to get annoyed with his definition of 'fun'.

He'd told Hen about it. She'd told him she'd talk with him, but that Ravi should just ignore him.

He'd told Chimney about it. He'd said roughly the same thing.

He was tempted to tell Bobby. However, he'd probably say the same thing too.

If Buck didn't cut it out soon, Ravi was going to find some way to retaliate.

Today, he tried the ignoring tactic. Every time the blonde opened his mouth or pulled some sort prank, Ravi would ignore it. However, it didn't get Buck to back down. In fact, it made him amp it up so Ravi would be forced to respond.

Then came the moment that made the younger want to time travel.

Buck poked Ravi's side. "Probie."

The younger firefighter jumped away from the touch. He gave the blonde a glare. "What?"

Instead of answering, Buck looked in between his hand and the younger.

Ravi huffed in the hopes of appearing annoyed. "What do you want Buck? Another prank? Or some sort of bad joke?"

A grin immediately grew on Buck's face when he finally connected the dots.

Slowly, Ravi held up his arm. He felt the need to protect himself from whatever plan the annoying firefighter was thinking up.

Then Buck took a step forward. "Hey probie."

Immediately, Ravi jumped up.

"Ravi." Buck followed his movements around the loft. "Hey Ravi. Get back here."

The younger of the duo jumped toward one side of the couch. "No!"

Buck followed him. "Hey."

Ravi went the other way. "Get away from me!"

Buck followed him again. "Hold still!"

"No way!"

They squabbled back and forth for a few more seconds, going from side to side of the couch.

Ravi was trying to get away. Buck was trying to keep him in his sights.

Suddenly, Buck jerked to one side like he was going to rush him.

Ravi took off the other way.

A moment later, he was tackled to the floor.

The younger firefighter rolled onto his back to try to grapple with the hands forcing him down, but Buck had the upper hand on surprise and a little on strength.

Then one of the blonde's hands squeezed his side.

Ravi jerked away. "Noho!"

Buck kept going, grinning at the sounds he was pulling from the younger. "Noho way you're ticklish."

"Mohost people ahare!"

"And?" Buck started spidering his hands up to Ravi's ribs. "We're not talking about them."

Ravi's face turned bright red as his laughter increased in volume. It felt embarrassing laughing your head off in the same place you were supposed to be a serious firefighter.

"What's the matter probie?" Buck dug into his ribs. "Never heard you get this loud before."

Again, Ravi tried pushing against his hands, but between his laughter and squirming, he couldn't quite get enough strength nor coordination.

"Think you could turn the volume down?" Buck teased again. "You sound like you're dying. Look like it too."

That snapped something in Ravi.

He squirmed hard in one direction then wildly shot out his hand. Even with his eyes squeezed shut, Ravi could still tell he made contact with the blonde's side.

Buck immediately grabbed his wrist, but the distraction allowed Ravi to grab his ribs with his other hand. He was then rewarded with a genuine squeal.

Before Buck could coordinate a push back, Ravi snatched his second hand back and latched onto the other side of his ribs too. The triumphant feeling skyrocketed when the blonde toppled over to the side. This motivated Ravi to keep going and exclaim, "This is pay back for all the crap you've been putting me through."

Buck couldn't respond through his cackles. He was barely able to squirm.

"Ribs are a sensitive spot?" Ravi smirked. "Good to know."

A moment later, there was a squeeze to the younger firefighter's knee.

Ravi jumped back. Buck squeezed again.

Immediately, Ravi tried to scramble back, but he couldn't escape the hand attacking his knee. In fact, Buck used it to yank the younger onto his back and pull him back over to him while jumping back up onto his own knees. He was definitely still a bit weakened by the attack on his ribs, but he wasn't going down that easily.

In fact, his determination was still evident by the way he squeezed along Ravi's knees and thighs. This sent the younger into a cackling, squirming frenzy on the firehouse loft floor again. He desperately tried to grapple with the hands, but all the kicking made it difficult.

Even though he couldn't really see it, Ravi could feel the smug smirk on the blonde's face. "Whahat wahas thahat about pay back?"

"Shuhut uhup!"

"Why should I?"

Ravi tried to kick out again so he could get Buck off and actually get away, but the blonde kept yanking him back by squeezing one of the more sensitive spots he found. In fact, he just started attacking every spot he could reach on the younger's body.

"Tickle tickle probie," teased Buck.

"Ease up on him Buck," a new voice cut in.

The blonde finally paused his attack so he could address the voice while Ravi took the chance to catch his breath. "I'm not even doing that much to him Cap. You've done worse to me."

"Because I know your limits." Bobby's voice drifted closer. "You don't know his quite yet."

Ravi cracked his eyes open soon enough to see Buck make a face while backing off. The younger firefighter then slowly pushed himself up.

Bobby turned his attention to him. "You okay?"

"Ihim gohood Cap," Ravi giggled out.

"If he gets to be too much, don't be afraid to get him back. You can do that you know."

"I knohow. Thanks Cahap."

Bobby nodded to him before making his way back downstairs. "Welcome to the family Ravi."

"Baby," muttered Buck.

Ravi didn't say anything. Instead, he pushed up a second later then launched himself at the blonde. He took Bobby's advice and immediately went back for Buck's ribs, sending the blonde back into a cackling mess on the floor.

Ravi smirked. If Buck was going to be a pain, he was going to be one too.

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exactly and I don’t know exactly how it would play out like if something was bothering Harry I feel like he would keep it in until Peter 2 noticed a difference in his behaviour.

Yes ❤️ And Peter 2 keeps pushing and proding until Harry finally spills ❤️ I'm sure Two assures him repeatedly that he's not a burden or feels like he needs to hide it all away from them, but Harry's just as stubborn as any of the spiderboys when it comes to not talking about feelings or what's bothering them ❤️

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yeah I feel like he’s the type of person to listen to someone else’s troubles but not be the type to open up as quickly like you’d have to kind of ‘pry’ it out of him since he’s not really used to talking about it because of his Norman and his past.

Exactly ❤️ Even Peter 2 finds he doesn't get the full story ❤️ He usually has to prod a little to get Harry to fully open up ❤️

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I agree with you on him being protective because of his anxiety and how he grew up. I feel like it would be kind of extreme but he would later loosen up and have a talk with the Peters because of it.

I get that for sure ❤️ I just don't know how well he would be about opening up ❤️ I think the Peters would have to get him to open up about it ❤️ :)

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yeah him being more mature due to his anxiety and how he grew up is something I get too! how it affects his relationships is interesting.

It is interesting for sure ❤️ :)

Again, not sure how identical we are on him being mature, but everyone is allowed to have their own opinion ❤️ :)

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yeah definitely! I can see him being really overprotective over the Peters like if the Peters get into any trouble with Otto or Norman and it’s serious I can definitely see him shouldering the blame. Or if it’s a dangerous mission I can definitely see him being protective over them.

Aw, I can see that too ❤️ But they don't let him get away with it ❤️ :)

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Harry being more mature seems like it would be pretty anxiety driven. No hate he just grew up worse than the peters in a lot of ways

I can definitely see him being more protective of the others because of his anxiety, but I feel like he loosens up more with them than with anyone else ❤️ So I feel like he does the slightly more crazy things because he never really got to do them himself growing up ❤️

That's just my headcannon and opinion though ❤️ We're allowed to view characters in different ways ❤️ :)