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hotforharrison · 7 months
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spideyssunshine · 4 months
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new era starts now.
can we please leave the past in the past. i overshared years ago and overwhelmed myself in the process. i miss being a writer on here. i miss all of mutuals and the creation of my works. so please, let me have a fresh start on here.
IM BACK! spideyssunshine is now open for business. please send me requests so i can start writing again or come chat with me! i missed you all so much and love you all always.
love,
chris :)
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noellie-writes217 · 3 months
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Unemployed and Uneducated
Summary: Peter is desperate for a job after months of living on his own
Warnings: none really, just a few mentions of loneliness and a lost relative
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“Peter Parker?” A woman from the unemployment office calls into an overall dejected lobby. Peter looks up from holding his head in his hands as his knee bounces anxiously.
The same few thoughts flood his brain:
* I’m pathetic
* I can’t do this much longer
* I can’t do anything
* I need help
- Who the hell could I ask?
- I’m fucking alone!
- I couldn’t save May, who else can’t I save?
* I am so fucked in the head
- Lost everyone
1. First my parents
2. Ben
3. Tony
4. May
5. Everyone else, including my best friend, my doppelgängers, and of course, the love of my life
Man this shit is gonna give me a complex
* I am so depressed
- I should get medication
- I can’t afford medication
- That’s why I’m at a fucking unemployment agency
* And I’m back to being pathetic
“Here,” Peter pushes away all of those invasive thoughts for the next fifteen minutes in that woman’s office. She types his name into her computer and pushes her glasses up, as if that will change the astonishing lack of… anything.
Peter sits there, awkwardly, eyes darting around the room as if he has no clue about what she’s seeing— not seeing on that screen.
“I’m sorry,” she starts, “I think we’ll just have to “build your resume on print.” The red haired middle aged—Gina, Peter reads the name on the plaque on her desk— grabs a pen and some paper.
“So where did you graduate?”
“Oh, I uh… I had to, uh… dropout…?”
Gina nods and writes something down on the paper. She kinda reminds Peter of a glorified guidance counselor… but maybe a little meaner. “Look Peter, I’m not gonna lie to you, this isn’t looking good for you. Without a GED and a diploma shits gonna get real difficult. I seriously recommend you getting that GED. I can’t give you some entry level jobs to start until you get that degree.”
Now it’s Peter’s turn to nod.
“So tell me about what you like to do.”
‘Apparently, I like to self sabotage a lot.’ He filters himself so he doesn’t projectile word-vomit all over this stranger’s office.
“I wanted to be an engineer. I had my sights set on MIT before I had to drop out.”
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Trying to think of a time before a traumatic event is extremely difficult. A victim of rape can be triggered by something that once was innocent, like a lemonade stand; a son who used to be pushed by his father on the football field might not be able to play football ever again after they stop talking to their father; a victim of domestic violence might not be able to respond to sudden movements from their partners the same way. And for all of those people, looking back on their memories before the abuse might be difficult to do with a totally unbiased opinion.
Something’s you never forget, like the way Aunt May felt in Peter’s arms just before she died. Or the words she spoke in those final moments, the same words his uncle Ben said when he died.
‘Nothing will ever be the same.’
Peter can’t afford flowers for May’s grave, but he still visits her grave three times a week on average, no less than two in that span.
And that’s where he is right now. Sitting across from her grave stone with his journal between the hedge and him.
“So I’m still looking for a job, and I haven’t really had time to make friends, but it’ll get better soon…” as soon as he feels a tear fall down his right cheek, he sniffles, blinks. And uses his sleeve to wipe it all away.
“Good God, May. Why didn’t you tell me it’d be so hard to make it on my own?” He chuckled somberly, the same way anyone would when they were trying to hide their emotions.
“I don’t want to keep going.” He cries. “I don’t know if I can.”
“You can.” A familiar, yet unfamiliar voice says from behind him. “She’d want you to.”
It’s Happy.
Peter closes the journal and stands up as fast as possible for him.
“Sorry,” Happy starts, “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
Peter hides his face and can’t even bring himself to self to glance at Happy even by accident, “No no, don’t worry about it. It’s fine. I should probably leave anyways.” He starts to step away but Happy takes hold of his jacket sleeve.
“Wait, let me take you to get something to eat,” He smiles, “please. My treat.
Tom takes a moment to consider the offer. The most surprising thing about his moment of hesitation is the fact that he thought about saying no.
“Why would you want to take a stranger out to eat?” He asks.
“I don’t know. You just remind me of someone that I can’t quite place.”
Peter smiles with a glint of hope in his eyes.
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“So,” Happy starts as Peter munches on his cheeseburger, “what’s a young kid like you doing visiting someone’s grave instead of going to school?”
Peter puts down the burger, “I had to drop out actually.” Happy leans back on the booth bench.
“It’s not drugs or anything,” Peter reassures the older man, “I just don’t have the money for anything and I need to earn money for rent.”
“So was May helping you with that before she died?” Happy asks.
Peter debates being forthcoming about his past, but decides against it because he doesn’t have the strength anymore. He lost that at the Statue of Liberty.
“Yeah. My parents died and she always managed to find someway to help me.” Peter smiled.
“I was her boyfriend,” Happy begins, “she never mentioned you. Peter, are you hiding something?” Peter gets a l little nervous.
“I went to the soup kitchen after school. She helped so many that she probably had no idea the effect she had on me.” He covers his ass.
Happy is still suspicious but doesn’t push. “Well, Peter, you seem like a good kid. I’m sure everything will work out eventually.”
“Thank you, Mr. Hogan.”
“So where’s the first place on your list?” He asks.
“What?”
“You said you’re looking for a job, tell me where you’re looking and I can give you a ride.”
“Stormy’s Autobody.”
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destinyc1020 · 1 year
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Speaking of Haz.... I just have to bring back this little number lol 🤭
Tom and Haz.... 😄🥰
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They were such babies back then! 😆
My how time flies........
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i need some moots so here are tags of fandoms I am in and things I obsess over <3
hey people ✨🫶🌷
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landothemuppet · 1 year
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jahayla-parker · 2 years
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Two Juggling Divs: A Harrison Osterfield x GF!Reader
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GIFs by @thollandsdarling
Harrison tilts his head to the left slightly and y/n can’t help but giggle a little as she always does when he tilts his head like that because it reminds her of Haz’s dog Monty.
“Tom said you had a bad day” Harrison pouts, upset his girlfriend went to his best mate about it and not him, but also worried about his love.
Y/n sighs and nods, “it wasn’t bad, just mentally long. Lots of snooty people”.
“I’m sorry love. Why didn’t you tell me?” Harrison asked gently.
“I didn’t want you to stress over it because I’ll be fine” y/n says.
“You’re always fine love. You don’t have to push through it all on your own or hide it from me” Haz pleads.
“Okay, sorry Harrison. Tom only knew because he asked why I was cranky” y/n laughs, making air quotes for Tom’s description of her.
Harrison smiles and shakes his head, “I doubt it. Usually he’s the cranky Div”.
Y/n smiles and nods playfully in agreement.
“Well, how can I help?” Haz asks, analyzing his girlfriend’s face via the video call. “Want to talk about it?”.
After Y/n spends several moments, nearly a half hour, venting to Harrison about the stuck up celebrities she had to deal with today, she wipes her eyes and sighs.
“Oh love, I’m so sorry” Harrison coos, a frown forming on his face and softening his defined facial features upon seeing her cry.
Y/n shrugs and sniffles softly as she tries to compose herself, knowing Harrison feels bad he cannot be here to help.
Not to mention he was trying to be supportive the whole 30 minutes she rambled on about the same thing.
“Hmmm” Harrison says, standing up from the kitchen table he was seated at.
“Let me grab something” he says, rushing off screen.
“I’ve been working on my juggling and for some reason it always gets you to make that precious laugh when you make fun of me” Harrison says, knowing he’s going to make a fool of himself.
Y/N laughs, “I’m not making fun of you. You’re just so bad at it Haz”.
“See, that right there! That’s what I’m going for” Haz smiles, setting his phone up on the table at the correct angle for him to stand.
“You want me to make fun of you?” Y/n teases.
“I’ll deal with straight bullying if it gets you to smile” Haz blushes, grabbing his props.
“I would never do that Haz” she shakes her head.
“I know, just saying. Okay, here we go” Haz smiles, stepping back so the camera can see him.
A smile is already forming on y/n’s face as she leans back in her seat to watch her boyfriend of 2 years intentionally embarrass himself in hopes of cheering her up.
Haz picks up the three balls and just as he begins, the phone knocks over, the front-facing camera now pointed at the ceiling of their dining room back home
Y/N covers her mouth to keep her voice down so Tom can nap -again- as she begins laughing.
Harrison groans and quickly picks up the phone and fixes the camera, a blush tinting the color of his cheeks.
“Take 2” he smirks, stepping back after securing the camera position.
Y/n purses her lips and nods.
“I think I’m getting better” Haz says, so far making it two cycles through with the 3 balls.
However, right as he says that, the balls start flying away from him and all fall to the ground clumsily.
Y/N immediately laughs to the point her stomach starts hurting.
Haz forces a sad pout to form when she finally looks back at the camera. The whole time she wasn’t looking he was smiling to himself, happy she was back to being herself again.
“Harrison” she laughs, shaking her head, “honey, that was horrible”.
“Hey now!” Haz laughs, arguing with her despite knowing how chaotic and unsuccessful his juggling attempt was.
“Just stick to modeling, acting, photography, singing, and literally anything else you want to do baby” biting her lip as she giggles, “just no more juggling”.
“Hey” Harrison crosses his arms over his chest, “I did what I accomplished to do, so I call it a win “.
“And that was what?” She teases, the same way Haz would if the roles had been reversed.
“Tossing the balls around the flat, likely all the way under the couch?” She smirks.
Harrison smiles as a darker blush stains his cheeks, “it wasn’t that bad. Besides they’re all right here”.
“Well, mostly” he laughs, turning his focus off of the two balls on the ground after making a mental note to find the other.
“God I love you, you big Div” y/n laughs, all worries successfully erased by her clumsy boyfriend.
“I love you too beautiful” Harrison smiles, grabbing the phone so he can see her better.
“Now, tell me of your day” she says, a genuinely reciprocated smile on her face.
“If it was bad, will you juggle for me?” He teases, a smirk on his face.
“If you mean toss things in a circle for a few brief seconds sure” y/n laughs, “was it bad?”
“Hmmm… yeah” he pouts.
Y/n is fairly certain he is lying but she isn’t sure and doesn’t want to push him off without knowing.
“Oh, really? Why is that?” She asks, raising her right eyebrow in gesture.
“Cause I missed you” Haz says, his devious smirk peaking through his pout in betrayal of his emotions.
To be fair, he was missing y/n. But that’s true of every day she’s not in their shared flat with him.
Y/n blushes and laughs, “Haaazzz, I don’t even have anything to juggle”.
“There are three cups over there” Haz smirks, pointing to the small coffee tray the hotel set up in her room.
“Fine but you get to explain to Tom why I’m tired when I drop the cups and can’t have caffeine tomorrow” y/n laughs, standing up.
“Darling, I’ll transfer you money for Starbucks. Now stop making excuses, you’re supposed to make me feel better” he teases, crossing his arms over his chest.
Y/n rolls her eyes. “I must love you” she says, separating the three cups.
“You do” Haz laughs, his pink cheeks exposing how wonderful he feels about that, “now it’s my turn to laugh”.
“Mmm, i think you mean you’re ready to be shown how it’s done” y/n smirks back at him.
“You think you can do better than me?” Harrison asks intrigued.
“Haz, don’t take this the wrong way” y/n says, with a tone that tells Harrison she’s about to make a playful joke, “a blind bird could juggle better than you”.
Harrison’s face flushed bright red as he laughs loudly and shakes his head, “let’s see it then”.
“Alright,” y/n begins, stepping back and tossing the cups up, “but don’t get mad at me when I break your record”.
However, fortunately for Harrison that’s not something he has to worry about.
As soon as the cups are in the air, two of the fly in completely polar directions and the third manages to fling backwards enough to hit y/n in the nose.
Harrison loses it and starts laughing and hitting the table next to his phone so hard the camera shakes and y/n is certain the hotel guests next door can hear.
“Oh shut it” she groans, a small smile on her bright red face.
“Y-you” Haz begins, out of breath, “you might be insanely intelligent but my god you’re also a Div”.
Y/n jokingly glares at the phone in front of her, causing Harrison to keep laughing.
“You didn’t even make it one circle” he teases, his hand on his chest to steady himself.
“Hey! I just gave myself a concussion for you, be nice” y/n laughs, rubbing where the cup hit her face and then the top of her head.
“I think that’s a bit dramatic love” Haz laughs, “are you okay though?”.
“Yeah just bruised” y/n sighs playfully.
“Bruised? It was a paper cup” Harrison reminds her, “how hard did you throw it?!”
“I meant my ego Haz” she scoffs.
Harrison shakes his head, erupting into laughter once again.
“Did I at least accomplish what I wanted to do?” Y/n asks, paraphrasing him.
“Mmmm” Harrison nods, “yes, you definitely made my day better you klutz. But I do still really miss you”.
“I miss you too baby” she says, lowering her had from her head.
“When you’re back I’ll have to teach you how to juggle better” Harrison smirks.
“Ha-ha” y/n says sarcastically, “You know what they say, ‘those who can’t, teach’”.
Harrison smirks, “hmm, you’re right. I guess that means you’ll have to teach”.
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marvels-slutty-widow · 2 months
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hotforharrison · 18 days
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spideyssunshine · 4 months
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please send me requests!!
i write for:
tom holland
mcu peter parker
harrison osterfield
harry holland
sam holland
lots of love, chris 💝
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Requests 
Hey everyone!
now that I have lots of free time I thought I would start writing! But I’m a bit stuck i was thinking of writing a haz osterfield story with multiple parts but I have no ideas so I would love if you could help me with ideas on what the story should be about. Also feel free to request some one shots for Tom Holland of Harrison osterfield and I will try to do them but right now I want to fous on my has story when I get some ideas.
thanks so much can’t wait to see your ideas and get started
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bigilante · 2 years
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destinyc1020 · 1 year
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Speaking of Harrison, his recent interview was interesting especially when he talked about how harmful social media is to the environment. Harrison focus right now is on his various businesses and making them successful. I can see why things with his girlfriend didn't work out. They probably had the "where do you see us heading" talk and realized they are not in sync and parted ways amicably. Some highlights from the interview
Harrison is an early riser, he wakes up everyday no later than 7am to feel productive and get the most out of his day.
Advising Tuwaine to save the money he is making right now from his voice work instead of spending it on designer items. He tries to tell him that the work may dry up so he needs to save just in case
He runs frequently in Richmond Park
As per usual no mention of Tom
Thanks Anon! 😁
Yea it's sad that they broke up, but I feel like it's better for two ppl to split up if they find that their goals and paths in life aren't in sync with each other.... at least, not at the time being.
To me that's way better than just trying to stick things out even though you two are going two different directions, or want different things. 🤷🏾‍♀️
Maybe they'll try again one day.... who knows?
Oh, and I TOTALLY agree with the advice he gave Tuwaine 👍🏾
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