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        “ hey  uncle  ben, ”  his  backpack  slides  free  of  his  shoulder  with  ease;  dropping  down  into  his  hand  so  he  can  hang  it  up  on  a  nearby  chair.  how  was  school  ?  the  question  bounces  around  his  head  for  a  moment  as  he  wanders  over  to  the  fridge;  tugging  the  door  open  lazily  to  seek  out  a  snack.  he  couldn’t  exactly  tell  the  man  that  he  couldn’t  remember  school  because  he’d  spent  the  last  two  hours  flying  around  new  york  city.  that  wouldn’t  go  over  well.  “  oh  . . .  it  was  fine.  it  was  school.  you  know  ?  nothing  special.  ”

         “   hey kiddo ,   welcome home .   ”     ben keeps his gaze down on the dishes he is scrubbing in the sink ,   only glancing up when peter enters the apartment to greet him .   he reaches out for the nearest towel to begin drying the plates ,   just barely wincing from overreaching and agitating his chest ,   but he pushes through it and begins to wipe off the dishes .     “   how was school ?   ”

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#responsiben #* tbt. #!!!!!! #peter: listen............. #thank u for this !!! #sorry for my late reply ! #<3

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hi my lovely ppl. i’m really tired today and just needing some comfort so i’ll be on @cyclends

#* temp tag / ooc. #i swear i'm not abandoning peter #i'm just exhausted from work and trying to be everywhere at once is stressing me out #so i'm gonna be on ellie for a bit <3

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# HOPEFORGED :  independent,  private,  highly  selective,  mostly  apocalypse  based  multi-muse  featuring  canon  and  original  characters  from  various  fandoms  ( tl/ou,  ft/wd  /  wb  /  t/wd,  go/od gi/rls,  etc  ).  written  by  chy  (  she  /  her,  25+  ). © 

#* temp tag / self promo. #if I’m not here I’m usually over here

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#i'm going to try and do some stuff here today because i go back to work tomorrow after 2 and a half weeks lmfao #a lil anxious though so we'll see if i manage it #sorry for being so slow :(

hi beans !

#* temp tag / ooc. #listen i've had on and off anxiety today #i did manage a couple starters on my multi but that was literally it #and they were all one-liners #i need to sleep now but :( #hopefully i'll do shit here during the week

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if i haven’t liked your starter or reply, please lmk ! there’s a chance i missed seeing it or i liked it on the phone app and it didn’t carry over to tumblr because the app apparently hates me

#* temp tag / ooc. #the amount of times i've liked stuff lately only to find out it didn't actually properly Like #the app is not functional i s2g

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hi beans !

#* temp tag / ooc. #i'm going to try and do some stuff here today because i go back to work tomorrow after 2 and a half weeks lmfao #a lil anxious though so we'll see if i manage it #sorry for being so slow :(

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• vanderlyle, crybaby, cry ! • • • oh, the waters are rising. • • • • • still no surprising you.

indie • mutually-exclusive • mutlimuse ― loved by astraea ( they / them ) !

#* temp tag / promo. #go folloow this bean !!! #so amazing #also they have loki ;) #an amazing one #so go !!! go go !!

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obsehrves​:

          eyebrows  raise  as  she  watches  the  other,  as  he  seems  to  just  stare  at  her  for  what  feels  like  several  moments  too  long.   she  takes  pause,  considering  whether  or  not  she  had  been  the  one  to  say  something  strange,  but  no  —   she’s  pretty  sure  she  just  asked  for  the  laundry  detergent.   there’s  something  up  with  him.   something  she  can’t  quite  figure  out,  but  she’s  made  a  mental  note  —  she  will  get  to  the  bottom  of  it.   especially  if  she’s  going  to  be  spending  more  time  with  him  here  at  F.E.A.S.T.

           ❛  —  thanks.  ❜   she  says,  eyes  narrowing  as  she  takes  the  bottle  from  him,  soon  pouring  detergent  into  the  proper  compartment.   she  looks  back  toward  him,  an  eyebrow  gently  quirked  upward.   ❛  uh  —  thank  you?  ❜   lips  purse  into  a  tight   (  suspicious !  )   smile.   ❛  i’ve  had  some  practice.  ❜   at  least  once  a  week  every  week  for  the  past  seven  or  eight  years  of  her  life,  but  who’s  counting?   she  can’t  tell  if  this  kid  is  a  total  weirdo,  or  if  he’s  just  trying  to  make  conversation.   hell,  that  might  be  pretty  weird  too.

          she  moves  to  close  the  door  to  the  washing  machine,  starting  it  up  soon  after  before  looking  back  over  at  peter,  her  head  tilted  just  slightly  to  the  side.   her  gaze  drifts  a  bit,  looking  at  the  sheets  he’s  been  attempting  to  fold.   her  comment  leaves  her  lips  between  she  can  think  twice.   ❛  your  folding  kind  of  looks  like  shit.  ❜   her  tone  as  dry  as  the  sahara.   she  can’t  help  who  she  is.   ❛  do  you  —  need  some  help?  ❜

        your  folding  kind  of  looks  like  shit.  the  words  and  the  way  they’re  spoken  drag  free  a  quick,  soft  laugh.  though  one  that  was  a  little  too  sad  to  fully  reach  his  eyes.  that  right  there  was  every  bit  the  girl  he  loved.  the  girl  he  had  left  behind.  so  much  of  him  wanted  to  tug  out  the  notes  he’d  written  for  himself  (  for  her  )  and  start  rattling  them  off. ��hi.  my  name  is  peter  parker.  you  don’t  know  me,  but  i  . . .  but  his  hands  don’t  move  from  the  sheets.  the  terribly  folded,  now  slightly  wrinkled  sheets. 

       this  wasn’t  the  time  nor  the  place  to  allow  his  selfishness  to  push  through.  she  was  safer  now  than  she  would  ever  be  if  she  remembered.  but  he  so  hated  the  way  she  looked  at  him  like  he  was  a  stranger  still.  like  she  was  getting  to  know  him  through  all  the  tiny  moments  like  this.  when  he  knew  so  much  about  her.  when,  in  their  old  reality,  they  had  shared  far  more.  god,  he  missed  her.    ❛  oh,  yeah,  no  problem.  ❜   he  attempted  to  adjust  the  sheet  once  more.  tried  to  tuck  in  the  corners.  tried  to  remember  all  the  times  aunt  may  had  tried  to  teach  him.  but  that  brings  on  a  fresh  wave  of  grief  deep  within  his  chest.  maybe  he  shouldn’t  have  come  today.  this  was  too  much.

      still,  despite  how  badly  he  wanted  to  turn  and  run,  he  stayed  put  and  allowed  his  eyes  to  find  mj.  at  least  for  a  second.  just  act  normal,  pete.  that  had  been  a  difficult  task  before  but  felt  impossible  now.    ❛  oh  . . .  ❜   for  a  moment,  his  voice  trailed  off  as  his  eyes  dropped  back  to  the  sheets.  they  were  beyond  saving  at  this  point  but  maybe  she  could  work  some  mj  magic.  slowly,  he  shifted  out  of  the  way  to  give  her  space  at  the  counter.    ❛  yeah.  i  uh  . . .  my  aunt  . . .  she  tried  to  teach  me  once.  or,  well,  maybe  a  few  times.  and  i  was  never  good  at  it.  she,  uh  . . .  she  stopped  trying  after  i  messed  up  a  simple  towel.  ❜  

#obsehrves #* tbt. #me: simply screaming #nwh spoilers / #no way home spoilers /

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obsehrves​:

           mischief  flashes  across  her  features,  a  smirk  threatening  to  upturn  the  corners  of  her  lips.   ❛  what’s  in  it  for  me?  ❜

oh.  her  words  drag  free  a  soft,  quick  laugh.  “  uh  . . .  i  mean  . . .  that’s  a  really  good  question.  a  great  question  even.  ”  he  wrings  his  hands  together  somewhat  nervously;  a  slight  pink  shade  creeping  up  along  his  skin.  he  hadn’t  thought  that  bit  through  at  all.  “  what  uh  . . .  what  were  you  hoping  for  ?  ”

#obsehrves #* tbt. #KFJDLGJSFD #peter automatically: oh wow oh WOW #he's a nerd i hate him #so sorry for this mess

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hopethrived​:

jules     didn’t     have     a     plan     b.     hell,     she’d   barely   had   a   plan   a,    and   that   had   gone   to   shit   as   quickly   as   it   had    come     together.

  ❛    just     —    sit     tight,      kid.    let   me   think   for   a   minute.    ❜ 

the  problem  with  peter  parker  was  that  he  had  never  been  good  at  sitting  still.  if  help  was  needed,  he  was  the  first  to  offer.  the  first  to  stand  up  and  put  himself  on  the  line.  especially  now.  especially  when  sitting  idle  meant  a  bigger  chance  at  dying.  he  couldn’t  let  that  happen. 

 ❛   okay.    ❜   he  allows  at  least  a  minute  of  silence  to  pass  between  them.  stays  put  for  exactly  that.  before  shifting  to  stand;  motioning  somewhat  randomly  at  the  air  around  them.   ❛   it’s  just  . . .  maybe  we  should  keep  moving  at  least  ?    ❜

#hopethrived #* tbt. #twd / fear verse is PERFECT #peter: i too do not have a plan or a pla #but u know #we've got this???? #peter under his breath: maybe #the way peter was so eager to reply to his new mom #i had this reply typed so fast LOL #love u

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“ IT’S OUR FUTURE ––– I’M NOT GOING TO WASTE IT. “

independent & fairly selective liz allan. primarily mcu & headcanon based. written & adored by shay ! promo credit.

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Attention Content Creators

There’s a new Situation and because of this Situation I can’t even tag anyone to spread the word. I was recently informed that as of about 18 hrs ago at this point (Jan 1st, 1pm EST) NO NEW POSTS are showing up in ANY tag search on ANY browser/app. I’ve checked this to confirm.

Myself and many others have noticed that posts have been taking a very long time to show up in tags these past fews days (my last post took about 5 hrs). Yesterday around 2pm EST staff reported they were aware of the issue and were working on a fix. This new development appears to have started around 7pm EST, which leads me to believe it’s a result of the “fix” that’s currently in progress. Unfortunately this has made the already bad situation impossibly worse in the meantime.

I have no idea how long this will be an issue but you may want to hold off on posting any new content until it’s sorted out.

#how is tumblr still a functioning website

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happy new year finally !

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i’m trapped in 2021 still

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do you ever think about the fact that peter is like seventeen years old and the amount of grief and loss he’s experienced in his short life would bring a grown ass adult to their knees and yet he just keeps on truckin

#* temp tag / ooc. #because there's nothing else he can do #he has lost so many people #just remembered this post and i'm SAD AGAIN #(ps i'm gonna try and get some writing done but it's also new years eve so...we'll see)

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               i’m  john.    john  dorie.   like  the  fish,   but  ie.   no  y.     ©

#* temp tag / promo. #if you don't follow my best friend....................you're missing out #she's my favourite person of all time #and she's always so eager to go along with my current obsessions #and i with hers always #i love her to pieces #go love on her #follow her she's so fucking talented with every character she writes omfg

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                                        VIPER,    I  CAN  HEAR  YOU.                                                            OVER.

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