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just wanted to say that I loved “chip off the old block” sm <333
AHHHHH AW TYSM!!!! Yeah- I like that fic too, not my favorite I’ve ever written, but I like it. It was more of a vent post than anything.
But— I did want to say that I’m actually kind of a fan of you and your account and I can’t remember if I’ve read a fic of yours someone else of a similar username— however!! I have seen you around tumblr and the Spider-Man fanbase before and I’ve really loved you and your stuff so it’s sooo cool that you’ve read my fic :3
And tysm once again for reading my fic, it really means a lot to me (I actually didn’t expect it to blow up the way it did lol). I’m thinking of expanding it and turning it into a full on fanfic with like a plot and stuff before I post it to ao3!! :)
since you said that you got the username mengomango from mispronouncing things in ur room, I'm curious what the actual thing/object that you were saying was?
I was actually in my kitchen and I think my brother had bought a mango the day before, and I saw it and just exchanged the ‘a’ in mango to an ‘e’ and went with it. But fun fact, I actually don’t like mangos— hate the texture. They make a great a great electrolyte drink tho. 
chip off the ol' block, eh, kid?
“It’s weird,” Peter says suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence that fell over the lab, “Everyone says I look like my dad. They always have. But, like, I don’t really remember him.”
Tony’s brows furrow as he set down the solder, confused— Peter’s usually a tight lid. He’d spent hours just coaxing the real Vulture story out of the kid, a story that Tony isn’t one-hundred percent positive is the real one, but beggars, not choosers or whatever. “Where’s this come from?”
Peter’s back is to him, but Tony can still see the way the kid deflates.
“N— Nothing. It’s fine, it’s whatever— unimportant.” Peter mumbles but doesn’t pick his wrench back up.
Tony chuckles awkwardly, pulling his googles off. “Well, hold on, kid, I didn’t say stop, I don’t care, I was just confused as to what spurred on the whole dad thing. You’re usually pretty tight-lipped about that.”
“Just— something I’d been thinking about. I don’t know, it really doesn’t matter.” Peter dismissed, putting his head on his folded arms.
“Kid.” Tony shook his head fondly, “I want to know. Sorry if I made you feel otherwise.” He apologized, hand on Peter’s elbow.
Peeking through his arms, he examined Tony with deep-rooted distrust, but with a small, dying shimmer of hope. They stared at each other for a while as Tony tried to show his earnest curiosity through his expression. Peter was always better at that than Tony, his expressive eyes and all.
After what felt like an eternity, Peter finally spoke up, “Okay.”
“Okay,” Tony affirmed, hand still resting on Peter’s arm.
Exhaling, Peter picked at the loose threads on his sleeve cuff, “Cuz, like, when I was a kid, I remember not liking my dad as much as I liked my mom. I still loved him, obviously, but I had one of those weird kid grudges where if someone does something you don’t like, you have, like, a permanent vendetta against them until you forget about it because your brain is small and doesn’t understand, y’know?”
Tony nodded, because, no, Peter, I have no clue what you’re talking about, but, sure, kid grudges. V for Vendetta and all that.
“Yeah, anyways. It’s weird. I still have those feelings.” Peter shrugged.
Tony frowned slightly, “You still dislike him?”
“Sorta? Like I said, it’s weird. When someone dies, it's kinda like a time capsule. Like— all your feelings get solidified with the person. But also, it feels wrong to know they were flawed. Like, suddenly, when they die, you forget all the bad and just remember all the good, so when you remember that they had flaws or did stuff wrong, it's, like, wrong.” Peter rambles, eyes drifting about the lab.
“Wrong how?” Tony pressed.
Peter exhaled sharply, “Wrong, like when you’re eating a soft food, and something crunches in your mouth, but you know it’s all supposed to be soft, so you kinda pause for a second like,” Peter made a confused face before continuing, “But you’re also like, ‘eh, it’s already in my mouth and in the food so how bad could it be?’ And you ignore it and swallow, but there’s still a part of you that’s like ‘that’s not right.’ Kinda wrong. Do you get what I’m saying, or am I just…” He trailed off, gesturing with his hand through the air.
Tony’s quick to assure, “No, no, I get it. I’m— I’m understanding. Yo comprendo.” Tony smiled, feeling like this conversation wasn’t entirely over, but that there wasn’t much more to say. “What about the ‘look like your dad’ part. Where does that come into play?”
“Well, I mean, I don’t really remember my parents— well, I do. Sorta. I remember my dad’s scratchy beard, and my mom always smelled like a big garden. Very floral. She liked the color pink and didn’t like triangles. He liked science and trains. I think I got my ADHD from him.”
“Oh, a triangle hater. That’s new.”
“She didn’t— she didn’t hate them. She just wasn’t fond. Like, I don’t know, but you get it.” He waved Tony off, but his smile was genuine.
Tony wiped his fingers off with a towel. “Ehhh, you sure she also didn’t have ADHD or some sort of… thing?”
Nodding vigorously, Peter pushed himself up, “Pretty sure, though I wouldn’t be surprised.” He sniffed, “But, sometimes it’s weird because May will look at me and be like ‘you look so much like Richard.’ And I kinda just have to sit there and take it, because, sure. Didn’t know the guy, so I’m kinda just being compared to a rando. But May’ll also look at me and say, ‘oh that was a Mary face. You look like Mary when you make that face.’ Which, okay. Thanks?”
Tony pursed his lips, sighing. “I think for people who knew Richard and Mary, it’s kind of a way to see them still living. Like their faces are still moving and talking and smiling, and I think it’s like a reassurance.”
Peter’s brows creased, but he nodded, “I get that.”
“Peter.” Tony hesitated, worried he’d mess his next words up. That they’d come out wrong and make this worse. Ugh, emotions. “You haven’t done anything. You can’t control any of those. You are not at fault, in anyway. I think May’s just grieving and it coming through you. Sometimes, I grieve my mom through Pepper because they’re so similar. It’s small reminders. Nothing the other person can control, but it’s like they’re still here.”
Peter smiled a bit, shoulders lighter. “Okay. I can… understand that, I guess.”
Leave Gooseworx alone, please. She just wanted to make a silly cartoon. Why did every small thing HAVE to be a controversy? Why did everything have to be blown out of proportion by a bratty, selfish, stuck up, sensitive, whiny, spoiled fandom? The tadc fandom is one of the most well fed, content provided fandoms I’ve ever seen. My love for tadc died because of the disgusting fandom behavior. Yes, all fandoms are going to have gross sides, but when there’s more gross, rude, disgusting sides to a fandom than good positive ones, it’s not a fandom anymore, it’s a cesspool. This is why I will never been on twitter, because anything positive there dies. Twitter is a place where toxicity thrives and hatred bursts at the seams.
Tadc fandom, you never get to complain about the toxicity in your fandom when you are the ones who caused it.
@gooseworx, you don’t have to respond or even look at this, but from me, I’m sorry. You gave us an incredible show and we took it for granted. You deserved a better fandom and a better audience. I’m so sorry and I can only hope that the fandom can one day see the damage they do.
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Most underrated video game?
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Most underrated video game? Unpacking prolly
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Do you have a username you always use in games?
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MengoMango basically anywhere, all games. And, fun fact, I actually don’t like mangos. But I did the Ranboo thing where you just look around your room and mispronounce things until you find smth you like and I wanted a username that no one else would have so BAM- MengoMango!
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★ countdown to christmas (take two) ★ day 4 of 24: klaus (2019)
Klaus is simultaneously a movie about how genuine kindness and neighborly goodness and children looking past their parents biases can change the world and also a movie about an evil twink getting irreversibly changed by a man easily 3 times his age and I think that’s wonderful
Tom Holland as Peter Parker/Spider-Man SPIDER-MAN: BRAND NEW DAY (2026) dir. Destin Daniel Cretton
If one of them would give me just a CHANCE
imagine being friends with me and then boom all i ever talk about is peter parker
Everyone is fighting a tough battle so reblog to give previous a sword 🗡️
idk if i'd call this finished and i don't think im super happy with how it turned out but i have spent wayyyy too long on it to not ever post it so here lol
