Because The Rest Of The World Is Quiet And There Are Soooo Many Fewer Distractions. Someone Barging In

Because the rest of the world is quiet and there are soooo many fewer distractions. Someone barging in to disrupt you at three in the morning is also extremely unlikely.

I really love that the only hours I seem capable of writing anything coherent are between ✨1 and 4am✨ 

Tony: How is it that you can swing across a city and literally pick up litter but you can’t pick up your shoes off the floor?

Peter: The executive dysfunction really kicks in when I’m here.

Tony: You need therapy.

Peter: I need a Will To Live.

Tony, whacking him with a stick: Therapy!!!!

There seriously needs to be more crack docs of Peter and Harley being a chaotic tag team.

Imagine Harley and Peter meeting and tag teaming up to hag the shit out of Tony cause let’s face it they’d get on like house fire

CAN YOU IMAGINE???

Harley: The worst thing I ever did to almost give Tony a heart attack was use a weapon he gave me to scare off some bullies. The phone call from the school scared the shit out of him.

Peter, scoffing: Oh, please, that’s nothing. I once hung onto an alien spaceship after he tried to yeet me back to earth.

Harley, smirking: Imagine what we could achieve together?

Tony, already crying: What have I done?? They’re too powerful now.

pursue

I NEED fanfics of this now

Wait guys what if Peter Parker and Bucky barnes were related

Like we know Bucky had sisters so what if one of them married a Fitzpatrick, making Mary Parker one of Bucky’s nieces and then Peter and Bucky would be related okay

But now imagine this

Tony is Peter’s bio dad (but Richard is on the birth certificate bc Mary cheated or w/e we don’t need to know)

And when Tony had put Peter’s blood into FRIDAY’s systems to run whatever test, Peter not only finds out that he is Tony’s son but also Bucky is his great-uncle ???

Like this is a possibility I was not prepared for and I really want it now like throw in some Winteriron and you got some drama

Aunt may: where is Peter?

Tony: i’ve got a jar of dirt.