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Person A and person B are instructed to pretend to be in a rocky relationship so that the rest of the class can practice couple’s counseling. Hilarity ensues when A and B get a little too into it and have a bit too much fun.
#this would be perfect for barduil#barduil#humor#prompt#fic prompt#fanfiction#prompt blog#spideypool#destiel#sabriel#frostiron#science bros#stony#egobang#mcu#imagine#funny#peterned#interwebs#peterxned#nedxpeter#crack
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okay so 2024 goal is to start posting random one shots more often instead of ONLY posting hb or tbaf. not that i won't be focusing on hb and tbaf, but like, i miss posting random shit for funsies.
i just looked through all of my drafts for prompt fills i have yet to finish, the earliest having literally been sent to me in march of 2020, and would like some input on which one y'all would like most?
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i read the best peterned fic like 2 days ago and now i cant fucking find jt
#it was neds pov#and it touched on peter grieving ben#and i dont remember anything else#just that it was so well written#im pissed#peterned
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#Peter Parker#spideychelle#peterned#petershuri#starker#mj#ned#Shuri#Tony stark#there is a wrong answer
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Peter and Ned 31
31. things you said right before goodbye
"You promised, Peter," Ned snaps. "I lived without you for years. I dreamed about you and I—" He breaks off, letting out a short laugh. "I thought I was going crazy, dude."
Peter's bent over the chair, putting his face in his hands. Something like anger and a little like grief wells up inside of Ned. He can't even look Ned in the eye.
"Look at me." Ned swallows when he locks his gaze with Peter. "You made your choice. And I'm making mine."
"Ned, please—"
"I'll . . . I'll see you around."
mini fic prompts | send one <3
#peterned#interwebs#peter parker#ned leeds#marvel#mcu#mcu spidey#*#*writing#ask games#ask#anonymous#tais toi lys#nwh#post nwh#<- is a more accurate tag actually
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26 + interwebs please!
- folk melody
Things you said in writing
Ned: u going to homecoming?
Peter: maybe don't know yet
Peter: last year didn't go so well lol
Ned: because u didn't stay for it
Ned: me and MJ had fun
Ned: we could go
Ned: like together
Ned: if you want
Peter: like together together
Peter: ?
Ned: yea
Ned: like as a date
[Peter is typing...]
Ned watches the text bubble on screen. His heart is in his throat, his thumbs hover over the keyboard. He isn't sure why he suggested it and suddenly now it's out there and he might throw up. He can hear MJ in his head just telling him it's now or never. Either Peter says yes or he says no but at least Ned would have an answer.
"I'm also sick of watching you two pine over each other." she'd told him.
The text bubble disappears.
[Peter is typing...]
Okay now he might throw up.
Ned begins typing his response: lol it's cool if you don't want to! No big deal
His thumb goes to the send button when Peter's response pops up on screen.
Peter: sure ❤️ 😍
Ned smiles.
[send a number + pairing and get a mini fic]
#interwebs#peterned#nedpeter#ned leeds#peter parker#spiderman#spider-man#marvel#mcu#duckie's writing
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mcu!peter (ae) + raspberry coffee
holy cow! you will not believe what's been going on. do you remember when we were in space? and I got all dusty?
#peterparkeredit#spidermanedit#marveledit#mcuedit#tomhollandedit#peter parker#ned leeds#peterned#live action#mcu#cpm#my edit#mine#blood#literally when i realised i had to make an endgame edit b4 going straight to ffh. cursing and yelling#at least i think this is pretty. MUCH prefer it to my iw edit
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So about Ned as a villain but only being mildly annoying to Peter and Peter only. Hobgoblins are tangentially related to brownies in folklore. Brownies are little fairy people who live in well loved houses and come out at night to do basic little chores and tasks. And generally they only asked for a saucer of milk and honey in return. But more broadly the brownie will happily perform little chores and stuff so long as the family respects the house and the brownie. But if the family stops being respectful then the brownie turns into a boggart and plays mean tricks and mischief until the family respects them again. And I think it would be really funny if Ned annoyed the hell out of Peter until Peter learned to love and respect himself again. Like, until Peter actually starts balancing his own life with being Spider-man better, he will always have one sock missing from the dryer and both sides of his pillow will always be sweaty and uncomfortably warm.
ANON IM OBSESSED WITH YOU I LOVE THIS .... NED BULLYING PETER EVERYDAY MAKING HIS DAY A LITTLE WORSE EXACTLY UNTIL HE STARTS LOVING HIMSELF AGAIN AND PUTTING EFFORTS IN THEIR FRIENDSHIP I SEE THE VISION
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Announcing Interwebs Week 2022
Hello! Given the success of last year, we figured lets have it again! Another week celebrating MCU Ned Leeds and Peter Parker!
Beginning October 16, this blog will host a week long prompt fueled event for Peter and Ned aka Interwebs content. Show the pair a little more love!
All forms of creativity are welcome! Fics, art, moodboards, playlists, and everything in between! If it's about PeterNed, we want to see it!
An AO3 collection will be available.
Please follow 'interwebsweek2022' for future announcements. Rules will be linked for easy finding. Please keep an eye out for prompts listings!
#interwebsweek2022#interwebs#peterned#nedpeter#ned leeds#peter parker#spiderman#spider-man#mcu spiderman#mcu spider-man#mcu#marvel
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9 for interwebs !! for the mini prompts
Things you said when I was crying
“You promised,” Ned says, holding the blanket draped over him tighter as he struggles to hold back his tears. “You said you’d be safe.”
The heart monitor beeps, Ned moving to hold Peter’s hand gently in his.
“You’ve never been good at keeping your promises.”
Mini fic prompts
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I need to re-read it to get the specifics but thinking thots about an Afterlove Spidey!AU (spoilers ig if you haven't read it)
Peter dying on NYE and becoming a Reaper?? Mmm - being tasked with collecting Ned or MJ??? Mmmm
Thinking bc he's a part of the death cycle now that he might stand a chance of stopping it while he wouldn't have been able to while he was alive
BETTER YET!!!! With Spidey gone, theres been a surge of villainous activity so Peter thinks it will have been his fault so is determined to not collect them and make it past their time
The inevitability but also getting a little extra time with the people you thought were gone
Believing they'll be reunited again even though they have no clue what happens after the final boat ride????
Mmmmmmmm
Also I think the other reapers reactions to him would be very, very interesting
ORRRRRRRRRR hehehehehe
Reaper MJ or Ned finding out they have to collect Peter
its post NWH
They have all their memories back, but they havent been able to talk to him bc of the rules™️ and then one day they see Peters name on that damned little post-it note
Mmmmmmmmmmm
#if you havent read it#PLEASE#sapphic teen romance with death seperating them#but also not really#but also yes really#its sad and beautiful and so sweet#the worldbuilding is delicious too#PeterMJ#peter parker#peterned#IM THINKING MY THOTS
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For The propmts, "I can't trust you"
hi hello!!!
this is set in my "there was only one desk" au, where obi-wan and anakin, well. share a desk in the office and hate each other.
"""""hate each other"""""
(1.5k) (angst here and now but actually the stupidest thing ever)
The person sitting at Obi-Wan’s desk is not, in fact, Obi-Wan Kenobi. For one thing, it’s a woman with a severe red bobcut and better fashion sense than Kenobi’s ever had. For another thing, Anakin can’t actually remember a time when he’s made the trek up to the twelfth floor just to annoy Kenobi only for the man to not give him attention. So this woman, who doesn’t even raise her eyes to look at him when he’s standing next to her desk, can’t be Kenobi.
“Uh,” Anakin says. He’s holding a singular cupcake on a plate in both hands, red velvet because Obi-Wan hates red velvet and with a candle in the icing because Obi-Wan is extremely paranoid about the sensitivity of the sprinkler system. “Who are you?”
The woman’s fingers pause on the keyboard and she looks up at him sharply. With a raised eyebrow, she tilts her head to the nameplate on Obi-Wan’s desk.
Bo-Katan Kryze it reads.
Anakin blinks. “Do you—share this desk with Obi-Wan?”
“I don’t know who that is. I sit here every day,” Kryze says. “Is there something I can help you with?”
She makes it clear that she believes there is absolutely nothing she wants to help him with.
“Um.” Anakin stares at her uninterested face, the nameplate, the desk itself.
He realizes rather suddenly that the plants are gone. All of Obi-Wan’s plants are gone, and in their places are picture frames filled with pictures of strangers, a standing calendar, and a souvenir mug.
“No,” he says slowly. “Sorry.”
“No worries,” the woman says, turning back to her computer. “Have a nice day.”
Anakin turns around and goes back to the elevators around the corner. He feels a bit stupid, holding a plate wth a cupcake on it, so he tosses it into a small trashcan next to a desk as he passes by, plate and all.
He still feels a bit stupid, and the feeling lingers all the way from the twelfth floor to the tenth, where his desk is. If Obi-Wan was playing a prank on him, he just fell for it like an idiot.
But if he hadn’t—
“Obi-Wan wasn’t at his desk,” Anakin says to Vos as he sits down in front of his own computer. “There was this woman there instead, and she’d moved all of his stuff. Even the nametag.”
Vos doesn’t look up from his screen. He’s been sort of distant since Anakin came back, like he forgot how to talk or some shit during the month and a half he was away.
His silence would make sense if Obi-Wan asked him to help with the prank. And Vos probably would hop on the opportunity to fuck with Anakin. He tries to say he doesn’t play favorites of course, but he very clearly does.
And his favorite very clearly is Kenobi, not Anakin.
Anakin remembers the chair incident, after all.
So if Obi-Wan told him about trying to pull a fast one on Anakin his first day back at the office, hire a woman to sit at his desk and change all of its decorations just to confuse him, Vos would probably help out by pretending everything is normal.
Anakin narrows his eyes and looks at his desk. Nothing’s been moved or changed since he last saw it. No new cameras to video his reaction.
“Where’s Obi-Wan?” he asks, looking over at Vos. “I mean, it’s a lot of work, isn’t it? Points for creativity, I guess though.”
Vos’ fingers still on his keys and he finally looks up, going as far as to take his hands off the keyboard completely. “What?”
“Like where did he put his plants? And the zen garden with all the sand, you know? He moved that zen garden somewhere else just to fuck with me for a bit? And the name too, her name— Bo-Katan? Kryze? He could have tried a little harder to make up something believable.”
Vos looks at him, eyebrows furrowing. “Sorry,” he says slowly. “But–sorry, but what do you think is happening here, exactly?”
Anakin frowns. Usually Vos would be laughing by now. “Joke’s on him though, I brought him a cupcake to celebrate my first day back, and me and Bo-Katan split it instead. No cupcake for Obi-Wan. It’s what he deserves for such a lame prank.”
“Skywalker,” Vos’ voice sounds even slower. “Skywalker, there is no prank.”
There’s a very weird feeling in his gut. He forces a laugh. “Uh, right, of course not,” he says. “But seriously, where is Obi-Wan? I’ve been taking pictures I want to show him for months. He’s going to love them.”
He better love them, at least, if he knows what’s good for him. But Luke and Leia are adorable, especially now that they’ve stopped teething on everything in range. Even someone as heartless and deplorable as Kenobi will be swayed by their big eyes and general all-encompassing cuteness.
The look Vos gives him is uncharacteristically cold. “Two things, Skywalker. First, there’s no prank. Obi-Wan quit. Sounds like you brought cupcakes to his replacement, like some. One man office welcome brigade. Second, if you really think Obi-Wan Kenobi wants to see your fucking baby pictures, you’re more stupid than I thought.”
Anakin blinks and then stares as the feeling in his stomach spreads to his chest. “What? No. No way.” He blinks again, eyebrows furrowing. “Is this the prank?”
Vos pushes his chair away from his keyboard, rolling it to the edge of his desk. “Skywalker. Anakin. There is no prank. I’m telling you the truth. Obi-Wan has separated from the company. He is not here today, and he won’t be here tomorrow. He left.”
“But—” Anakin’s mouth is open, but no words are coming out. “But. He didn’t tell me.”
There’s a knot in his stomach, one that may be bigger than his stomach altogether. No, it has to be some sort of—of prank. Of practical joke at his expense. When Obi-Wan pops out in an hour or so, Anakin is going to hit him so hard in, like. The shoulder. For the crime of being really, really not funny.
“Why would he tell you, Skywalker?” Vos asks, carefully putting his hands on his knees as he looks at him with an unreadable expression on his face. “You don’t like each other.”
“I—I mean. We do!” Anakin splutters. “We spent quarantine together! And last summer when we did the office expedition and got lost, we camped together! For two whole days!”
“Those aren’t bonding activities,” Quinlan says. “You know that, right? No one else would consider those things as foundations for a friendship or even workplace relationship.”
Like he always seems to do when Kenobi and “workplace relatitonships” are brought up in the same sentence, Anakin flushes. He can feel the tips of his go red.
“Look, I get that you’re—friends or whatever,” he mutters, pitching his voice down low so that no one else can eavesdrop. Not that anyone else is really paying attention, but just in case. “But we’ve—you know, you saw us. During the. The quarantine. We. Spent the night together.”
“Yeah, you fucked,” Vos rolls his eyes. “You fucked.”
“So if he were going to leave the company, he’d tell me, alright?” Anakin puts his hand down flat on the desk. “Yeah? He’d tell me.”
“Only if sleeping with you meant something to him,” Vos points out, pushing his chair back fully behind his desk. “So I guess it didn’t.”
The words—sting.
A lot.
The words fucking hurt like Vos has just thrown a fucking cactus into his dick. Because—alright, they’d never talked about it afterwards or anything, but—kissing Kenobi, his annoying and annoyingly attractive deskmate, sleeping with him, touching him and being touched in return…it’d changed things for Anakin. Things he didn’t want to name then, and things he definitely doesn’t want to name now, if—if Obi-Wan really…really just.
Left.
Anakin shakes his head, wordless. “It meant something,” he says, practicing the words, even if it’s only Vos around to hear him.
“Yeah?” and Vos’ voice is cold. “Then why’d you just take almost two months of paternity leave, huh? If sleeping with my friend meant something.”
Anakin shakes his head again, staring fixedly at his keyboard. “Did he really—Vos, you’re not lying, are you? Did he actually quit?”
Vos is silent for several long moments. “Yeah,” he says, sounding strange. “Yeah, he did. This is—you’re upset about this, aren’t you?”
It could still be a joke though, because sometimes Vos goes too far and sometimes he doesn’t know when to quit, even though Anakin thinks he’s pretty obviously begging him to stop right about now.
He stands. “I—I don’t believe you. I can’t— I can’t trust you.”
Vos watches him swing his jacket on with raised eyebrows. “I suppose you don’t need his address then,” he says, expression guarded. “If you’re going to fact-check this yourself.”
Of course Anakin is going to fact-check this for his fucking self.
And either way, Obi-Wan Kenobi is going to have a lot of explaining to do.
#asks#prompt fill#obikin#there was only one desk au#anyway so part two would be the confrontation#and obi-wan did quit and he didn't tell anakin#because he was all hurt that he emailed anakin one day and got an out of office automatic response#that was like 'on paternity leave be back in a couple of months'#and like hes so hurt because damn he a) thought he and anakin were getting really close to dating#but he's expecting kids? what is the sitch with the mom?? they must be together#and anyway b) they must not actually be friends if obi-wan is finding this out NOW#like THIS#and anyway the truth is anakin impulse adopted 2 stray puppies outside his apartment complex#took a wild amount of time off to get them used to his place and him as their dad#was rushing in his out of office email and went to make a pun (pet-ernity leave) but didnt notice the autocorrect#so all of the office and obi-wan thinks he has babies now#just want that one scene where anakin is like no!!! luke and leia are my dogs!!! i took peternity leave!!#and obi-wan pinches the bridge of his nose and deep breathes for ten seconds before going#what (another deep breath)#the FUCK is PET-ERNITY LEAVE#yeah ok kit understands thta this could hava been a text post
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wait actually since the new spidey game has kind of caused a new rise in love for parksborn i’m gonna lowkey self promote one of my favorite fics that i’ve ever written that i love to reread regularly:
it’s kind of a combination of different canons? it’s basically like. the potential tasm parksborn had plus mcu irondad but it’s peppermay and rhodeytony as queer parental figures plus peter finding a kitten on patrol and that kitten becoming their (first) child
here’s a snippet in case anyone is interested:
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A year and a half later, Penny ruins Harry’s plans when she finds the ring in the closet and trots on out to the living room with it in her mouth, not a care in the world. Peter is putting on a movie and Harry is tapping away at his phone screen when she settles on the carpet, dropping the ring to paw at it playfully, and only when she meows at it do they both look over.
Harry sucks in a sharp breath when he sees what she has. Peter’s just confused, head tilting to the side, brows bunching together and voice lilted as he asks, “Is that a ring?”
“Uh—” Harry’s voice cracks. He clears his throat. It doesn’t help much. “Looks like it.”
It’s an idiotic situation and they’re both stupid, Harry too busy panicking and Peter’s mind connecting the dots rapidly, and by the time they realize what’s going to happen, when she leans down to bite at it, there’s not enough time for them to jump up and stop her. In seconds, the ring is in her mouth, and then it’s gone.
She swallowed the fucking thing.
In the aftermath, there’s silence, before Peter weakly asks, “Was that an engagement ring?”
“Oh my god,” Harry whispers. “Oh my fucking god.”
#parksborn#in other news i know i have my main wips aka hb and tbaf#and like. literally 50+ unposted side fics that i just kind of bounce between whenever and however i want and will eventually post whenever#they end up being finished#but also i reaaaaally gotta post more parksborn yall#ALSO OMG MY SUPER ANGSTY PETER FIC BASED AFTER ENDGAME WITH INTERWEBS OH MY GOOOD#its so sad it makes me So sad but also ned is the best and i love peterned sm
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I can't see if Quaxly saw Pawmi and appreciates his hair god damn it...
#i think itll be forever bc elon is evil#twitter#elon musk#peternity#stolen#cant see shit#fuck you elon musk#memes#dank memes
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and interwebs + 19 for the ship/kiss meme, please!
- folk melody
[for luck]
Ned can hear the sirens echoing in the distance, only just barely taking over the dreadfully familiar sounds of rampaging destruction. The sounds make him stop, legs locked up, as his heart races. You'd think living in New York would make him used to such sounds and sights but you'd be wrong.
He turns his head and finds another dreadfully familiar sight - Peter gone. He catches just the briefest look as his friend disappears into a nearby alley. It worries him, weighs on him, but he knows - when the sirens start to scream, Spider-Man will be there. MJ once said the sounds of distress were Peter's sirens song; he'd always be drawn to them. It's a comforting and troubling thought.
By the time Ned's legs move, Peter's changed and putting on his mask. He stops, freezes, and Ned can't see his face but imagines it's guilt going by Peter's small smile. "Sorry to skip out on the movie. Maybe we can see it tomorrow?"
Ned highly doubts that will happen. Seems like every other date they plan is interrupted. But that's okay. It's just what happens when you agree to date Spider-Man. "Don't worry about it." He picks up Peter's clothes and bundles them up. "Text me when it's over?" he asks despite knowing he'll be following the news.
"Totally. Absolutely." Peter nods.
Ned kisses him - good luck - and with a thwip, Peter is gone.
#interwebs#ned leeds#peter parker#peterned#nedpeter#spiderman#spider-man#mcu#marvel#duckie's writing#duckie answers#the characterization is a little wonky but trying to get back into the groove of things
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