#dylan laken answers

[official-wayward-keener]

Hi! sorry if this is a weird message, but you are kind of the only active parkner blog,/writer i know and I'm getting extremely desperate. You are welcome to completely ignore this ask if you want to.

I have been searching a whole lot for this one fic serie that I've read and i am positively maddening because it seems to have completely disappeared and i hoped you could help? It was a serie (I'm pretty sure it was at least three works, and I'm teetering on five) and it was about Peter meeting and befriending a group of interns at SI, eventually telling them he's spiderman when he's forced to save them from an attack, and then it gets into parkner - because Harley gets there and all the interns are teasing Peter like a little brother on his new crush, and they help them get together.

Again, I'm sorry I have to ask this, i love your fics so much! Thank you very much if you can help.

You good. It sounds familiar but I dont know the fic. I can say for certain it’s not one of mine cause I don’t remember write one like that. Maybe people that follow me can voice in if they know the fic.

#peter parker #harley keener #parkner #peter parker x harley keener #harley keener x peter parker #reaching out to my followers #looking for a fic #Dylan Laken answers

[queenofangstanddrama]

do you have any allergies?

actually a few

I'm allergic to an antibiotic (penicillin) and I have a mild nut allergy as well. The nut allergy is new and I still do stupid stuff like eat a payday bar or forget to check for nuts.

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[official-wayward-noctis]

ayo like the nane chief

Ah thanks!! I needed to change it since I'm not in the fandom much for my original name and I am still in this fandom. I actually had like five other ideas but then this one came to me and I was like yes!!!

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[shipskicksandgiggles]

Okay I saw the thing about the books and I have a funny story. My teachers would watch me to see if I had my notebooks on me. I had notebooks with original stories in them so my teachers had to watch cause if i got done early i would write for a while and they would think i am working. my Spanish teacher especially knew about this issue and would remind me to get back on task if they noticed i was writing in English instead of Spanish.

dude that’s amazing. why did they care if you finished your work??? that’s so annoying holy shit

although same kinda I used to draw if I finished my book and didn’t bring a spare so they forced me to start reading the Bible which. yknow

#asks #answers #dylan laken tag

[ashintheairlikesnow]

"You can't just forgive me like that! That's not how this works." -theo :3-

Timeline: After Dylan reveals Chris was a pet

"You can't just... forgive someone like that." Ben rolls his head to the side, looking at where Chris sits on the floor across the lobby, over by the wall-sized windows. Living on the fourteenth floor means they can see all the way across campus, a mostly-flat space on the northern side of the city.

Chris watches the small groups wandering down below, some to their cars, some walking further, headed to the restaurants and bars that line a street that has a real name but everyone just calls the Strip.

"Why, why not?" Chris leans his head slowly against the window. A tendril of blue hair rests against one cheek, and Ben thinks again that Chris is absurdly pretty, in a way that is hard to even believe.

"That's not how this works. It just isn't. He told people shit that was your private information without your consent. He just... blasted it out to Laken and I and what if-... We weren't who we are, man? What if-"

"Doesn't matter." Chris fiddles idly with the feather he wears around his neck, running fingers over the textured plastic. "I, I, I... I never thought I'd have friends, Ben. I don't, don't want to lose Dylan."

Ben swallows around the lump in his throat, shifting where he sits on one of the awful uncomfortable couches. "Chris, a bad friend isn't better than no friend at all."

Chris exhales, slowly. Outside the lobby's closed doors, a group of girls wander past laughing, arms around each other, all swinging shining hair and long legs.

For a second, there's no answer. "Chris?"

Chris doesn't look back at him. "Easy for, for you to say."

#chris the strawberry blond romantic #college chris #ben is a good bean #dylan means well okay #sorta #recovering whumpee

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[news-sein]

[news-lisaar]

[i-feel-dead666-blog]

Stay

This is for @golddaggers
Sorry it took me so long! 
Warnings: swearing, angst, death. Also, Y/N means your name, A/N means Aunt’s name
Enjoy!
Ps. The I tried to do as gender neutral as I could!

You were sitting in your room. Dylan had left an half hour ago to get groceries, considering he wanted to make you dinner. Flipping on the news, you felt your heart break. “There was a wreck on the left end of maple street, one male is not identified, while the other has been identified as actor Dylan O'brien-” 
You turned off the Tv, before pulling out your phone, and calling him.
“Hey this is Dylan, I can’t talk know, I’m probably with my amazing significant other, Y/N! Try again later!” You reached his voice mail. You put your head in your hands. When your phone rang, you snatched it up, and answered it quickly. “Hello? Dylan?” You asked. “Uh, no I’m sorry, but is this Y/N? Theres been an accident, and you are listed as Dylan’s emergency contact.” “Oh god, is he okay?” You asked, “what hospital?” You questioned, grabbing our keys. “Laken drive hospital for the critically wounded. And he’s in critical condition, we are working to stabilise him now.” The nurse said, before saying goodbye, and wishing you apologises for what happened.
This hadn’t happened before in you and Dylan’s 3 year relationship, nothing this bad had ever happened. There were a couple times he’d get injured on set, but it wasn’t that bad. “Oh Fuck! Dylan please be okay!” You yelled, slamming your hands on the dashboard of your car. On the drive to the hospital, you had been trying to reassure your self he was okay. When you arrived, you ran to the front desk, asking for his room number and darting off. Running into his room, you stopped at the sight in front of you.
His hair was matted to his head, sticky with blood, tubes sticking out of his mouth and body. His head had a bandage wrapped around the top of it, and this chest barely moved. You sank to the floor at the sight of him. 
“Oh god, Dylan?” You sobbed. You rushed to the seat by his bed. You reached for his hand, almost touching it as you were pulled back.

“Excuse, but you aren’t allowed in here.” A woman said, two hospital guards behind her.

“Please, that’s my boyfriend!” You exclaim, tears still flowing from your eyes.

“I am well aware, but your going to have to wait in the guest area.” She said.

“No, I need to stay with him.” You said, moving to go back to his side. She coughed, and the two guards wee on you, dragging yo from the room. You screamed as you were dragged away.

“NO DYLAN! LET ME GO!! BITCH! LET ME SEE HIM!!” You screamed. You remembered how your aunt, A/N, worked in this hospital.

“A/N!! A/N!! Please!!” You screamed, hoping she heard you.

“Y/N? What are you doing here, and why are you getting pulled away?” Your aunt asked, worry etched onto her face.

“Dylan was in an accident, and they won’t let me see him.” You exclaimed, tears running down your face again.

“Oh sweetie. Come here.” She pulled you into a hug, comforting you as you cried.

“For god’s sake, let them in to see him.” Your aunt said. And of course it worked. Sitting next to him, you held his hand, when the heart monitor flatlined. You screamed for a doctor, as they rushed in wit a defibrillator, tucking to save his life. They then announced that he needed surgery. When you asked why, all They told you was ‘enteral bleeding.’ Now you say in your chair, you hand gripping his, an half hour before he has to go into surgery.

“Oh God, Dylan. They said you can hear me, so let me guess this a shot. I need you. I need you to stay, dear God Dylan, please stay,I can’t live with out you. Please stay. I understand if you want to go, but i need you here. Please don’t leave me.” You cried, his hand brought up to your mouth, as you kissed it. A few moments later, the doctors came in to wheel him away to surgery. You stay in the waiting room, anxiety and fear eating your insides, as you wait in anticipation for any news about Dylan. When a doctor did come in, he didn’t look grim.

“He made it.” A smile broke out on your face, your fears dissolving.

“Thank you thank you thank you!” You cried, hugging the doctor in happiness. He lead you to Dylan’s room, where you took a seat in your normal place.

“Hey babe. You did it. You stayed.” You smiled, tasting your own salty tears on your lips. You kissed his hand, a smile on your lips.

So I am just making this part first, then I will do part two. I wrote on this as much as I felt was nec assay, and let me know if you want to be tagged let me know!

#dylan o'brien #dylan o'brien imagine

[official-wayward-keener]

I have to say, the best Parkner fics that I've read are all written by you and i just really really love ur writing style

Fuck who are you and why do I want to pay your head for this praise. I’ve had a rough week with work schedule being a mess and I had two panic attacks this week. Thank you!!!

#praise #Dylan Laken answers #official-wayward-keener #parkner

[official-wayward-keener]

🌹

For a jph^2 fic I'm working on that I'm excited to share soon.

That was until he stumbled into the wrong open window. The boy inside squeaked and looked surprised as he looked at him trying to figure it out.

Send a 🌹and I will share part of one of my wips

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[official-wayward-keener]

🌹🌹

From my post-NWH and post-MoM fic parkner series, this is a line from the sequel that gives no spoilers to any of the content. Also, I took two lines since you sent two roses.

Peter had heard of Sharon but had never met Sharon. He just assumed he never would until this moment.

and

“I got bit by a radioactive spider,” Peter explained. May didn’t know what to say to that. She was about to lose it but she stayed calm and took a few breaths before smiling.

Send me a 🌹 and I will reply with lines from a wip

#dylan laken answers #peter parker #may parker

[official-wayward-keener]

Hi, you mentioned in a post that Harley was supposed to be in civil war. Is that a true confirmed fact?

I saw an article a while back but I now can't find it. I am unsure if it is a confirmed fact but more of a theory on who would fill that spot but he does seem the most likely. Though looking at Webs it seems like he would be the most likely has he had a similar gauntlet to Tony's and would fill out the mentee position perfectly. It is just a theory at this point though since I can't find proof that it is true.

#harley keener #dylan laken answers

[official-wayward-keener]

okay okay so like ur blog feels like a basement living room? there are two couches that dont match and a recliner that was made before the internet existed, and there is a movie on the tv in the background and snacks on the table

ijfsijnsijfdn also like wow how does this feel like where I should live. My room is a mismatch of furniture. so for my blog to feel like that is interesting.

What is my Blog Vibe?

#blog ask #dylan laken answers

[official-wayward-keener]

iron man 3?!

ijfsdjkdfsj yes.... that is my favorite movie....

#but for real that is the best way to describe it besides saying a therapy session turns into a guy telling the story on how he pissed off #a terrorist and some how became a father figure in the process #dylan laken answers

[official-wayward-keener]

you got me having to pick between harry osborn and time travel rn?? bruv you're killing me here 😭 /nm /hj

send in both and I'll write both fics. Again trying to finish one fic before it becomes June so I should have time to focus on them between writing my personal projects... i got two of those and I need breaks from them.

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