#harrypeter

s2 pleasesssss,，l need more，，，，

Writer sign ups are now open for the Parksbang, a Parksborn themed Big Bang! These will be open until December 31st!

Just a bit of shameless self-promo here, if anyone's looking for some Insomniac Parksborn fic, I have a little series I'm working on! It's literally called "Moments That Are In The Game To Me" because I was thinking some moments would be PERFECT for stolen kisses or other stuff. Fics range from Mature to Explicit, with the appropriate mission in the summary so you have an idea of where in the game we are!

AU where harry and peter run a fashion mag idk??

Whoa! This is a lot. Awesome! I’m glad someone else still ships the ship... I do actually have the sequel started. I know it has been literal years. And Benji would indeed no longer be an only child if I were to ever complete it...

Thank you so much for reading that series! For real. It was a labor of love, no pun intended. I hope you’re also having a great day!

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And just because, here’s a little sneak preview of the long sequel I’ve worked on for it:

Harry is going to do this right.

Considering how little control he’s had of his life lately, it’s no wonder that he’d like to get something right. Whatever right happens to mean at this moment.

He buys the rings long before he plans to propose. It’s not hard to find out Peter’s ring size, not with his resources and the way Peter passes the fuck out beside him.

Benji is two now. Peter has finished his bachelor’s, although he plans to start a master’s the next spring. He had taken a break due to May's health problems, but Harry had thrown money at the best doctors--specialists--until her condition had been stabilized. Hell, she’s healthier now than she has been in years thanks to the regimen her new doctor has instituted. She doesn’t even complain about it, instead pushing Ben’s stroller as she takes her daily walks while Harry is stuck in board meetings and Peter is stuck at the Bugle’s offices.

Harry has tried discussing his planned proposal with Benji, but the kid tends to stare at the rings and Harry knows without a single doubt that Ben would try to eat them, given the chance. He blames Peter’s genes for that.

“Um, Petra? Not that I’m not happy to see you and all,but…why are you outside my window at 11pm? Also, like, how? This is thefifteenth story and I’m pretty sure it was closed-”

“Haaaarrrrry! No time to explain!” Petra hopped insidethrough the window she’d somehow jiggered open. Classic Petra Parker. “I needyou to help me with something.”

Harriet squinted suspiciously at Petra. “What, likehomework? Did you forget your textbook at school again?”

“It’s a curse,” said Petra

“I dunno, it’s only been like three or four times, doesn’tseem that bad-”

“No, I’ve been cursed.Like, magic.” Petra yanked down the neck of her sweater to show off a line ofshining blue runes right above her heart. Harriet tried really hard not tostare.

“How did thathappen?”

“Loki,” said Petra, as if that was an adequate answer. Cometo think of it, maybe it was. Loki probably cursed a dozen random New Yorkersevery day. Ugh, Loki was the worst.

“Sooooo, what do you want me to help with?” asked Harriet.“It’s not like I can read that.”

“Not a problem,” said Petra cheerfully, “I got Thor totranslate for me.”

“How did you get the actualgoddess of thunder-”

“No time to explain!” Petra interjected hurriedly. “Know agal who knows a gal, Stark Industries internship, etc. etc. Anyway!!!”

Harriet waited for Petra to say something. Petra didn’t.

“Aaannyway?” Harriet prompted.

“Oh, right. Yeah. Uh.” Petra ran a hand through her hair,absentmindedly mussing it up. It was so cute Harriet wanted to die every timeshe did it. “Apparently it’s a bit of classic Asgardian poetry from one oftheir fairy tales. Or maybe it’s a history book? Library filing has got to be apain on Asgard – do you think they have an ancient Norse dewey decimal system?”

“You are such a dork,” Harriet told her. It came outsounding even fonder than she’d meant. Whoops.

“I don’t remember the whole thing, there were a lot ofrhymes, but, um, apparently the gist is that I have to kiss a “maiden fair” in“day’s last hour”? Or else Loki’s going to turn me into a pig and it’ll bepretty hard to get anyone to kiss me then, probably.”

“…oh,” said Harriet.

“Yeah,” said Petra. “Like: I know. You can see why I had to come here.”

“Sure. Of course.” Harriet grabbed her phone and opened upher contacts list. “You want the number of all the single girls on thecheerleading squad, or just the ones I know kiss girls? And is that “maiden”thing literal, because I could narrow it down with that, plus I’m pretty sure you don’t want to kiss Gina,so that leaves-”

“No, that’s not it!” Petra grabbed for Harriet’s phone andended up with her whole hand instead. “Look, if I just wanted to kiss somerandom girl I could probably get Lucy or Dani to do or even, ugh, Samantha, but Ididn’t, I thought…I didn’t want to kiss just anybody for my first kiss ok?”

“…your first kiss?” said Harriet, because that was the onlything she could make sense of at the moment.

Petra threw up her hands. “Hey, excuse me that I’ve been toobusy fighting cr-, uh, ignorance about science and poor school funding! I’vegot a lot on my plate, and you would totally be the first one to know if I hada boyfriend. Or. You know. A girlfriend.”

“Right,” said Harriet, feeling dazed. “That all makes sense.”Sort of.

“Besides,” continued Petra, “it’s a fairy-tale-poetry-history-whatevercurse, and those things have all kindsof rules, and in the stories it’s always supposed to be someone you really love.And you’re my best friend and also, like super pretty, which the curse thing definitely mentioned, and there’s no oneI’d rather have give me a fairy-tale curse ending magical kiss than you. But ifyou don’t want to, I get it, I’ll find something else and-”

Petra squeaked as Harriet pulled her in for kiss, like she’dbeen dreaming of doing since they were like twelveand Harriet had first figured out how crushes worked. After an awkward momentof not quite fitting together Petra relaxed against Harriet and kissed herenthusiastically back.

“So,” Harriet asked, almost breathless when the kiss finallyended, “did that work?”

Petra pulled the collar of her shirt forward and looked down.“No more glowing, which is probably a good sign. But you know, just to be safeI should probably hang around for a while. Maybe try a few more times. Forscience!”

“Want to put on a terrible monster movie and make out?”asked Harriet.

Happy White Day