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Peter Parker/Harry Osborn Moodboard For @cantdiemore
I’m sick of LOSING SOULMATES
so where do we begin?
i can finally see you’re as fucked up as me so how do we win?
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catching a train back north from coney island I’LL NEVER LET YOU GO
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“I just…I thought– I thought maybe I could get something good, but it…it was ruined– just like everything, it always gets ruined–” He pauses to hold back the upcoming sob that tries to escape his throat, and lifts a hand to wipe the sudden tears off his cheeks. “Sorry– I’m just…I’m tired, I think I’m cursed or something…”
He hated seeing Peter like this. He hated knowing what happened, the same sort of thing that always happens- someone comes along and makes things good in Peter’s life and then up and ruins it by dying. Someone like Harry knows he’s going to become. A hand raises to cup the other’s cheek, the same thing he always does- a movement he’s scared that Peter will associate with him and learn to hate after he’s gone. “You’re not cursed, Pete. You’re just unlucky, take that from the unluckiest guy in the world.” A sad smile. “You do get good things, you’re alive. You’re going to live for a long time and you’ll have plenty more chances to get good things and be a hero and role model to everyone, isn’t that good enough?”
SAD SUFFERING SUNDAY STARTERS // ALWAYS ACCEPTING @sensesdialed asked: “Who cares what you are listening to, it’s who you’re listening with.”
Months of pain and uncured sickness culminated itself into Harry collapsing at the Parker’s place and being rushed to the hospital. Three weeks of hospital food, nurses checking on him, IVs needing to be switched, visits from Peter and friends, constant tests being run by doctors and cures and treatments trying to be found to slow down or fix his state. Nothing seemed to be sticking except his retroviral hypodysplasia. Dying young seemed to be the only thing on his mind as of late, and being stuck in a hospital only made his mindset worse. People were sick and dying all around him, and he couldn’t help thinking that maybe his room was going to be the next that death visited.
But, his only visitor for the day- besides the doctors and the nurses, telling him that their newest idea for a solution was yet again another failure- was his boyfriend. Harry had moved over in his hospital bed to give peter some room to lie down next to him. That dual headphone adapter that Peter’d bought for the trip to Europe had come in handy for much more than watching movies on a flight, they could both listen to music together, and it didn’t suck if it was a split-ear song. It was nice, a comforting activity that Harry didn’t want to lose. Peter was a nice, comforting presence that Harry needed to not lose.
A song had come on that Harry didn’t particularly like and, par the course, he complained. It wouldn’t be Harry if he didn’t jokingly complain about every convenience he ever faced for shits and giggles. He expected a switch of songs, or Peter rolling his eyes- something funny and in the moment. But, Peter spoke softly to him and looked at him with a kind expression, all fluffy brown hair and soft eyes, and all Harry could do was kiss his boyfriend and smile. Peter deserved better than this- than him, someone who was going to be there for him forever, not someone who could up and die at any moment. He sighed and snuggled up closer to the other. “Alright, alright, you got me. We’ll listen to your cheesy pop song because you’re a dork and I love you.”
’Lines that have made me cry at one point’ starters!
Feel free to change any names/pronouns!
“I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be.”
“Give us more to see.”
“What did I give you?”
“I want to move on, I want to explore the light.”
“I want to know how to get through, through to something new. Something of my own.”
“You’re a good person, Peter. It’s such a weakness.”
“Is he- is this real?”
“However you live there’s a part of you always standing by, mapping out a sky.”
“How do we feel in that photograph and how can we feel it again?”
“Maybe I’ve done enough.”
“Your golden child grew up.”
“For the first time, I see an image of my brokenness, utterly worthy of love.”
“I finally see myself through the eyes of no one else.”
“You’ve got a second chance. You could go home.”
“You’ve got a warm heart, you’ve got a beautiful brain, but it’s disintegrating.”
“I was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up, and suddenly it fit.”
“I was little, I was weak, I was perfectly nieve, and I grew up too quick.”
“I won’t let you in, I swore never again.”
“I can’t afford, no, I refuse to be rejected.”
“But I can’t let you see all that I have to lose.”
“Here I am, pry me open. What do you want to know?”
“Everything was fine until you came around.”
“Man, you really brought me back down.”
“After all you put me through, don’t say it wasn’t true, that you were not the monster that I knew.”
“Another summer day is come and gone away in Paris and Rome, but, I want to go home.”
“I can’t call you a stranger, but I can’t call you.”
“You may hate me, but I can’t hate you.”
“I won’t replace you.”
“The way she tells me I’m hers and she is mine, open hand or closed fist would be fine.”
“If you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.”
“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows.”
“I have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough.”
“Smile, my boy, it’s sunrise.”
“I wish I knew how to quit you.”
“You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But, it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.”
“S’that motive enough for ya?”
‘Isn’t it lovely how artists can capture us?’
‘You would have liked her. Honey, I’m wrong- you would have LOVED her.’
“You can’t trick me anymore.”
“But, for what it’s worth, Peter, I really am sorry.”
“You didn’t see that coming?”
“It’s been a long, long time.”
“What if all the things I’ve done we’re just attempts at earning love?”
“George misses Marie. George misses a lot. George is alone.”
“No, I don’t think I will.”
“I love you 3000.”
“So, you better run for cover when the pup grows-” *gunshot*
“I could look at him forever.”
“What if who I hoped to be was always me?”
“Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side?”
“Is a better home awaiting in the sky?”
“My love, are you sitting down?”
“It felt like my life, but a better version.”
“I held onto my life and who I was with you.”
“We could just kiss like real people do.”
“Leave me to dream.”
“George would have liked to seen people out strolling on Sunday.”
“Move on.”
“Chimerical. C-H-I-M-E-R-I-C-A-L. Highly unrealistic, widely fanciful.”
“I love you.”
“I think dad is angry, ma, and I do not know what to do.”
“I think he takes out on me what he wants to take out on you.”
“How I wish you were home.”
“Nothing can make sense of all these things I’ve done.”
“No, I’d rather pretend I’m something better than these broken parts. Pretend I’m something better than this mess that I am.”
“Cause what if everyone saw? What if everyone knew? Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too?”
“I think I’m made of stone.”
“I should be feeling more.”
“You can still be what you want to.”
“It’s just medicine.”
“Seeing all the parts but none of the whole.”
“And it burns inside his eyes.”
“And you catch him now and then.”
“So you want him even more.”
“But he’s never really there.”
“We do not belong together.”
“We do not belong together, and we should have belonged together.”
“I care about many things.”
“Things, not people.”
“Who am I to say what any of this means?”
“I have been sleepwalking since I was fourteen.”
“I have been half myself for more than half my life.”
“Fall in love again, and again, and again.”
“Are you going to age with grace?”
“You taught me the courage of stars before you left.”
“Who cares what you are listening to, it’s who you’re listening with.”
“It’s sad but true how much I miss you. I miss you, Cecily Smith.”
“Life is not the things that we do, it’s who we’re doing them with.”
“Lines that tell me to stop being nice and go fucking apeshit” starters!
WARNING!!! SOME OF THESE LINES ARE DARK AND FEATURE THINGS SUCH AS EXTREME VIOLENCE AND GORE. WHEN I SAY ‘GO FUCKING APESHIT’, I MEAN IT!!! HOWEVER, feel free to change pronouns and names!
“You ever hear the one about the stupid little prick named Rick who thought he knew shit but didn’t know shit and got everyone he cared about killed?”
“I’m not a common man.”
“I can’t decide whether you should live or die.”
“Yeah. And I’m gonna kill him.”
“Movies don’t create psychos, movies make psychos more creative!”
“You want these? Come and get em’.”
“I’VE HAD IT!!!”
“I made a wreck out of my hand. I put it through the wall.”
“Thought I told ya not to fuck with me.”
“I come with knives!”
“Are you for real?”
“Locked up safe at home… are you sure you are alone?”
“If blood and bones are what you want, I suggest that you look behind you.”
“Everybody in the world knows I’m a little twisted.”
“Do you wanna die, Sidney? Your mother sure didn’t.”
“And when everyone’s super-! …No one will be.”
“Elastigirl doesn’t save the day, she only postpones her defeat.”
“Superheroes are part of your brainless desire to replace true experience with
simulation.”
“Go ahead, send your supers to stop me. Grab your snacks, watch your screens and see what happens.”
“Oh, I’ll give them heroics. I’ll give them the most spectacular heroics anyone’s ever seen!”
“I’ll never lose, I’ll never die.”
“I’m gonna win.”
“It’s hard to be charming and smart and disarming, it’s hard to pretend you’re the best.”
“I’ll never give up. I’ll never give in til I’m bloody and bruised, til I’ve broken my bones, til I won’t be abused, til I’m laughing alone.”
“I wish you all the best, I’ll be in the corner with my bulletproof vest.”
“They want grim and gritty, huh? Happy to play the part.”
“I still don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“It’s just a temporary fix to make the pain stop.”
“I feel that something really bad is gonna happen.”
“I don’t really care, you can call me a pessimist.”
“A certified monster, I’m an absolute trip.”
“Write your will, it’s time to die.”
“You just brought a fucking monster out, I’m mashing!”
“And no I will not calm down- why the hell you askin’?”
“I’m bout’ to make a scene, I think that’s clear.”
“NO. FIRE ALL THE DRONES NOW!!!”
“This certainly isn’t ideal, but… I have contingencies.”
“Honestly, it’s embarrassing how pathetic you were. Let me put you out of your misery!”
“Alright, start the show!”
“Fury always had to die, but not you!”
“And nobody wants a bullet in their head, right? RIGHT?”
“I’ve got blood on my name.”
“Sooner or later, God’ll cut you down.”
“We’re gonna see what a couple of cute hand grenades do to your cute faces.”
“No, he should be shot on sight!… Or skinned. Yeah. Skin him alive! Even better, burn him to fiery ash!……… And then arrest him”
“Well, I’m off to create more unnecessary pain and suffering.”
“I’m finishing this if it kills me! And everyone in this room!”
“Oh, yes, there will be blood.”
“I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust.”
“Psychotic is a three-syllable word for any thought too big for little minds.”
“Only a handful of humans truly matter. Everyone else is just so much chaff.”
“If he dies, he dies.”
“I’m every nightmare you’ve ever had. I’m your worst dream come true. I’m everything you ever were afraid of.”
“The right to be a god, that right is now mine.”
“I should have killed you years ago, Chris.”
“The moral is: you’re a total bitch.”
“So I scoop out his stupid little eyeballs with it and his kids are all ‘WAAAAH!’”
“We really haven’t talked much since I left you for dead.”
“The weapons of man draw no blood from our kind.”
“One thing I have accepted is: I am not pure of heart.”
“What’s that saying? Don’t pick a fight with a man with nothing left to lose? I’m going to show you just how much you have left to lose.”
“Hhhhohohohoholycrap! Did you see her head? It was like – PSHEWWWW!”
“Better act now, before you’re dead.”
“You didn’t let me finish my sentence. I said I’m not gonna hurt ya. I’m just gonna bash your brains in.”
“I can tell you exactly how you’re going to be leaving. In a goddamn body bag!”
“They wanna treat me like a demon? Then I’ll act like a demon.”
“Had me worried there for a minute, Victor! Thought I might have to kill you!”
“Progress? I can’t analyse rubble.”
“I guess you knew this moment was comin’, huh?”
“Either we finish this thing together… you we can just end it, right here.”
“You interrupted me! Don’t do it again.”
“Nathan Drake is a legend. You know, I shot the man who told me that.”
“You have nothing. You are nothing. And I warned you to stay out of my way.”
“You care about that parade of losers so much, I’m going to make sure they join you.”
“I always come back.”
“Underneath all the bravado, you’re just a sad little boy with delusions of grandeur!”
“I earned this, all of it.”
“I did no more than you let me do.”
“You did have guts. I’ve never been so wrong in my whole life!”
“I just popped your skull so hard your eyeball popped out, and that shit is gross!”
The basketball diaries,1995.
Dane Dehaan as Harry Osborn in The Amazing Spider-Man 2 requested by anonymous
@sensesdialed liked for a starter!:
The sound of sobbing echoed throughout Harry’s bedroom. The mark on his neck was only getting bigger, and it was painful, shooting searing pain through his body whenever he moved it too much. A new mark was starting to form on his right cheek. He was getting weaker by the second. The thought of dying so young hung over his head like dark rain clouds on an otherwise sunny day. There was so much he had to live for, so much he hadn’t done yet, and then his father died and up and left him with an incurable illness that was going to kill him sooner rather than later.
Harry was curled up in a ball on his bed, crying into his knees. Lifting his head at the sound of the door creaking open, his eyes widened at the sight of his boyfriend. He didn’t want Peter to see him like this... but he didn’t want to be left alone either. “Peter? Peter I- I-” Involuntarily, his sobbing increased at the sight of Peter. He didn’t want to think about all the things he’d miss out on without Peter around, but, after having him around, the thought of dying and leaving him behind nigh killed him right then and there. “You should- you should go, I don’t... I don’t think you want to see me like this.”
“The bond here that we’re trying to explore is that Harry and Peter are both really great at science. They have something in common. They have shared intelligence which I think speaks to their– To their chemistry, to be honest.” Marc Webb
It’s complicated. Yeah, I don’t do complicated.
Things I Thought Would Be In TASM 2 But Were Not, Even Though They Definitely Should Have Been:
yeah
&. oh its time for starters from the ultimate edgy boy. like this for a starter from harry! you can specify between the tasm verse and mcu verse if u have a preference. if not ill use my own judgement!
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Hands folded in his lap, Peter keeps his gaze cast downward as he hangs his head. Dried blood clings to pale skin, dripping from his nose and over his bottom lip. A forming black and blue bruise surrounds his right eye, and there’s a swollen red bump on the right side of his face, crimson-colored cut through the skin. Currently concealed, his torso isn’t too good either, a few bruised ribs alongside visible ones on his skin. Damage covers his arms and legs as well. He’s much more injured than he usually would be coming out of a typical patrol. But that’s the thing, it was a typical patrol. Nothing much different about it, no super villains, he just seemed…off his game.
“It’s nothing,” He forces out, avoiding eye contact as he accepts the wet washcloth, and gently presses it to the black eye. Bolts of pain burst through his body, pain that could have been easily avoided if he…well, if he didn’t let it happen. It’s been about three months since everyone returned from the Blip, and things haven’t gotten much better. And letting himself get hit, letting himself get knocked down, it’s a distraction. It’s what he deserves, since he’s at fault for the snap and Mr. Stark’s death. He knows he shouldn’t, and he fights back eventually, doesn’t let his opponents win, but…it’s what he should get.
“I’ll be fine.”
Within the three months since everyone returned from the Blip, Harry was not only sent back to Queens and Midtown, but he’d found himself reconnecting with his childhood friend in the process. Falling back into his friendship with Peter was nothing, second nature, easy. Falling for anything else about him in any other way was just a bonus. Coming over to visit unannounced was something that Harry often did, chilling on the couch if the Parkers weren’t there. But, tonight, he arrived to a shocker of an image. A beat-up, bloody, broken and bruised Peter, and it sent Harry into an internal frenzy. Who did this? How could they do this? Peter was just some nerdy kid, he wasn’t rich or anything, he had nothing to give to any robber. Why would someone just beat someone up for the hell of it? Harry was frozen in place looking at him, and then he sprang to get a wet washcloth for the other.
“Don’t tell me that it’s nothing, Pete. Don’t tell me that you’ll be fine when you’re obviously not.” Harry shook his head, his tone hard. It... hurt to see him like this. “You’ve been fucking beat to snot, man. I should call an ambulance and get you to the hospital because- GOD, Peter, just-” Harry was never good with his words, wording out exactly how scared he was for Peter’s safety and wellbeing and how much he CARED for Peter, it wasn’t something that he knew how to form into a sentence. A move was made to place a hand on the left side of Peter’s face, avoiding the black eye and red bump. His eyes were soft, looking over the other’s face even if Peter wouldn’t make eye contact. “Just... who did this to you?”
"DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME."
ind. semi-sel. tasm harry osborn (with a mcu verse). sideblog to @iillusiionary
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