JUST GOT TO EPISODE 6 I FUCKING QUIT

steve and eddie in that one scene:

ok but why are we not talking about the moment in no way home when tobey and andrew's peters said they weren't used to working in teams and then tom's peter went, "i do because I am in the Avengers" and tobey goes "COOL!! but what the hell is that?" and then Tom's peter tries to come up with something to explain 24 movies' worth of shit to them in like a minute but tobey and andrew go, "dude is that a band? oH my god are you in a BAND??!!!##???"... because that whole interaction was hilarious and had me in splits😭

the way all the different spidermans perfectly fit a older brother middle brother youngest brother dynamic with eachother can be so beneficial to someone’s mental health, someone being me,

fic recs!!

this is a mix between obx and marvel but mostly obx sksksk. SHOUT OUT TO THESE TALENTED WRITERSSSSS<3  almost all of these are x reader bcs it gives me time to shit on yn. what a lucky bitch. ik theres gonna be more from these talented author BUTTTT i need time to compile it all together. obv there’s gonna be more so imma make part two:)

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Where are those woke white people at!?

honestly i think my funniest thought is the image of someone sitting in the theater for spiderman no way home opening night, seeing a blind lawyer on screen and everyone cheering for them, but not understanding why the fuck everyone is so excited for this random blind guy because they haven’t watched the netflix shows and only watched the movies

ive imagined this very moment so many times

i

have

lost

count

imagined how it would feel if you felt the same emotions back. how it would feel if this ever actually became something more than just friends. how it would feel if admitted it to eachother.

and now that we’ve done all that.

im confused and all my emotions are mixed and i don’t know what to feel and what not to feel.

because you see, i like you. i like you a lot more than i realized. a lot more than ill ever care to admit. because admitting it means accepting the hurt that has found its way into my heart.

because this, whatever this is, could hurt a lot of people.

and im scared that if i allow myself to fall for you and if you don’t fall for me, then you’ll have the power to wake up one day and just end this. and i don’t want to give anyone the power to be able to make a decision for me. and i don’t think you’ll be able to deal with me every single day, knowing we like eachother, and then not call me your girlfriend. i think a stage will come when you’ll get fed up with the small smiles in the hallways and the conversation only we know about and being something in the midst of official and nothing, treading the very fine line of friends and more than friends.

a part of me believes that you are actually a nice person and that you genuinely care about me but another part of me believes that this is just a game for you and you aren’t and never will be as invested in this as i am and will be.

to be honest, im just at crossroads.

i do not want to end up getting hurt. i donot want to lose my innocence and my laughter and my will to smile. i donot want to spend nights in misery not knowing if you care or if you don’t. and most of all i donot want to spend my time in agony not knowing if a certain fight will end us.

so im doing what i have to

to save myself from the aftermath of this relationship

even though i know that this decision may end up haunting me and i may end up regretting it at times, regretting the fact taht i let something so beautiful go just because i was scared.

and during those times i truly hope that i can remind myself why i did what i did and that it was for the best.