The Past Is The Past, Matt Bors

Pissed Burger

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“No one escapes ME!”

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"No one escapes ME!" Peter 2's voice echoed throughout one of the many alleyways in New York City. It made Peter 1 and 3 shiver in their hiding place.

For context, the younger Peters had been bothering Peter 2 the whole day with the usual Peter Parker antics (memes, stupid jokes Peter 2 couldn't understand, etc.) When he threatened them with a good tickling, they didn’t think he’d act on it. They were wrong, of course. Now, Peter 1 and Peter 3 were stuck behind a dumpster on top of a brick building after out-swinging the oldest.

Peter 1 took his mask off, panting. “Holy shit we’re gonna die,” he whispered. Peter 3 already had his mask off, his eyes scanning around frantically.

“We'll be fine, we just gotta be quiet and keep moving.” He reassured in a hushed tone.

“Little brothers!!” Called out Peter 2. His voice sounded closer. Peter 1 gulped. “You can’t hide forever!”

“Yeah we need to move now. Let's crawl down the wall.” Peter 3 quietly snuck over to the building's edge. Bad move, cause Peter 2 was busy crawling up that same wall. Peter 3 smacked a hand over his mouth and scrambled back. “Other side other side!! Go go go!!”

They jumped to the adjacent skyscraper and found a shaded area under a fire escape. Thank god it was nighttime too. Peter 3 was on lookout mode, holding Peter 1 by the shoulder. “Okay...I think we lost him.”

Peter 1 sighed and let his shoulders fall down. “I thought we were dead…”

“Oh you still are.” Peter 2 was standing on the grated fire escape floor below them. Peter 3 practically screamed like a girl.

“GO PETE GO!!”

The youngest boys nervous giggles echoed between the buildings as they leaped away. Peter 2 shot a web and went swinging after them.

The chase was on.

Through alleys and across buildings, they ran. Whenever they thought they were safe, Peter 1 and 3 got spooked again with Peter 2 on their tails. After 5 minutes of escaping and fleeing, they finally seemed to have found a good place to rest: in the alleyway of Peter 1’s apartment.

Peter 3 was out of breath and smiling. “I caught him in a web back there. I think we’re okay.”

“You said that like, the last four times though. Are you sure?” Peter 1’s eyes strained upwards for any sight of the older spider. His tingle didn't go off.

“He would never suspect us h-AAAAAAAA!!” Peter 3 was yanked up by a web. Peter 1 followed just a second later. The boys threw out frantic pleas when they saw Peter 2 with his mask off and on the edge of Peter 1’s window. In each hand he held the web cables.

“The plan worked,” he sneered to himself. With some more pulling, both Peters were hanging by their shoulders next to the oldest brother's feet. “And look who I caught in my web today!"

“NONO PLEASE WE’RE SORRY!!”

“WE’LL STOP ANNOYING YOU, WE PROMISE!”

“Making promises isn’t Spider-Man’s strong suit,” Peter 2 hoisted the boys up and playfully tossed them into the apartment. Peter 1 and 3 tumbled onto the carpet and didn’t have time to recover enough before Peter 2 webbed their feet on the floor. He took his time walking to meet his two captive brothers, and then sat down in a crisscross between them. He linked an arm around each shoulder. “You guys have any last words?”

Peter 1 and 3 were shaking from their their uncontrollable giggling. The youngest Peter held his hands up to his chest. “Plehehease don’t kill us!!”

“Those are your last words?"

“H-How about uhh..” Peter 3 thought for a second, “oh! Ihi-I’m the best spider-man! And that-and that johohoke about your webs I-I made was wohohorth it!” Even in the worst position, the middle Peter held onto his sassiness.

“Okay you guys didn’t try at all.” Peter 2's resting arms snaked lower to give both brothers a good dose of side squeezes.

Peter 1 squealed and leaned into the oldest while Peter 3 was pushing the hand with his free hands. At least Peter 2 was merciful enough to not web their arms down. "AHAhaha!!"

"When will you two learn not to mess with me, hm? Is it today?" He turned to ask Peter 1. "Or is it tomorrow? Next week?"

"Wehehe're sorryyy!!" The youngest whined. "Ihit-it wahahas Peter 3's ideaha!" Peter 1 scrunched his nose up.

"HehEY you wanted to put ice ihin his milk!!" "You gotta know Peter 3 isn't a good role model by now. I can't have you turn into a bad Spider-Man." Peter 2's fingers clawed between the kid's ribs. Peter 1 shrieked and tried to curl up. "EEEEE!!"

"Lehe-leheave the kid alo-AEE!" Peter 3's hip received a squeeze. He fell into his squeaky cackling. "HEEheheEEHEE!!"

"No, you're both in this! Both of you gigglebugs!" The oldest Peter was grinning ear to ear. God were these two adorable when tickled. "And stop being so cute, you're making me soft."

Peter 1 at this point was a blushy and giggly mess, very weakly attempting to stop the wiggly fingers from hooking on his lower ribs. Yeah, his attempts failed, and he let out a loud squeal followed by a snort. To him he couldn't believe one hand could take him out so easily. "NAHAAHAT THERE!!"

"Ribs are just the killer, aren't they?" He returned his attention to Peter 3 whose humorous laughter caused Peter 2 to chuckle. "You good, Peter 3?"

"NOHO!"

"You want what Peter 1's getting instead?" Peter 3 caught a quick glimpse of the kid who was being driven up the wall. He shook his head as if he had a choice.

"Well too bad." Peter 2's hand copied what he was doing with the youngest Peter. Now both captured Peters were squirming like worms, their high pitched cachinnation lighting up the apartment. Peter 2's heart swelled. "You two are gonna kill me. You're so adorable. I can't get over it."

"QUIHIT CALLING US THAT!!" Peter 1 spit out. He buried his face in the oldest's shoulders cause he didn't know what else to do at this point. His face was burning and his cheeks hurt from his plastered on smile.

"Awwwww...Lil Spidey's hiding." Peter 2 cooed. It make the kid squeak in embarrassment. Suddenly, Peter 2's tingle went off. He turned his head.

Peter 3 was reaching forward desperately to rip off the webbing around his legs.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Peter 2 used both of his hands (which Peter 1 thanked the almighty above for) to drill Peter 3's underarms. The middle brother fell back, wheezing loudly with a belly laugh following. "AAHAHA FAHAHACCKK!!"

"Yeah you thought you were safe, didn't you?"

Peter 1 took the chance he had now that he wasn't being tickled to tase Peter 2's side. Everything came to a halt when he flinched.

With tickles no longer being dished out, Peter 2 slowly turned to face the youngest. It was genuinely terrifying to the kid, and he covered his face in defense. "Th-thahahat wasn't mehe!!" "You're done. You're both done!" With a few thwips Peter 1 and 3 had their arms webbed to the floor. Shit.

"PeTER 1 WHY DID YOU DO THAT!!?"

"I WAS TRYING TO SAVE YOU!!!" "You should've thought that through." Peter 2 tutted. "Be lucky you have your suits on or I would give both of you guys a shit ton of raspberries right now." His two free hands made claws as he was on his knees, hovering over both of them. His fingers began to wiggle, prompting the two Peters to immediately melt into giggly puddles. Their tingles practically made it feel like they were being tickled already.

"Does this really get you guys this bad?" The oldest furrowed his brow, amused. He decided to have fun with it by quicky jumping his hands at the two but not making contact with them. Peter 1 and 3 screamed.

"OHMYGODDONTDOTHAHAT!!" their begging was all meshed together through their giggling.

"You guys, I just..." Peter 2 blinked in astonishment, "you're so cute. It's sickening."

He did a few more fake-out tickles with his hands, and every time the captured brothers fell for it. It was like if someone was turning the volume up and down on the radio, except that the radio was on the laughter channel. Peter 2 was just having a field day with this. "I'm not touching you and you're both just dying!"

"IHIHIT's-it's thehE TIHINGLE!" Peter 3 flinched hard at the hand over him nearly attacking his underarm. "HOLYSHIHIT STOP!" Peter 1 couldn't even bear to reply. The kid looked like he was going to explode from laughing.

"Okay okay, I'll get it over with," Peter 2 shrugged, "in three..." Peter 3 groaned. "OHOH COME ON!" "Two..." "FUHUCK YOU!" he squeaked out.

"One!" Peter 2 went at them, trying to tickle every spot and keep them on their toes. He didn't stay in one place for more than a few seconds, making their spider senses flip out. The younger Peters screamed in unison. Their endearing laughter got so contagious that Peter 2 was laughing with them now. It was unbelievable to him how this much happiness and good feelings could be flowing in such a dingy apartment such as Peter 1's (no offense to Peter 1).

Y’ALL BE RELENTLESS WITH THE WILFORD WARFSTACHE TAG- LIKE, I KNOW HE’S TRAUMATIZED S T A H P

Well...um..

Hey, You Might Be Autistic.

Okay, deep breaths. I know this is hard for you if you’ve always considered yourself neurotypical.

You might be thinking of the “Autistic screeching” jokes, that you’ve heard them used, that you’ve used them yourself.

You might be thinking “but I’m smart/social/normal!”

It’s okay. Unpack your defensiveness.

ESPECIALLY if you’re a girl. So many Autistic girls are never diagnosed, and I’m going to try to make sure you’re not one of them.

- If you are often “in fandoms” and you have hyperfixations with them - whether they change or not - that could be a Special Interest (SpIn for short), a term for an Autistic person’s fixation.

- If you consider yourself “smart but lazy” - Autistic people tend to be “smarter” than most neurotypicals, but often lack energy. This is sometimes dismissed as “a gifted person who just isn’t trying”.

- If you have “resting bitch face”, remember that Autistic people usually don’t express emotion in their face or body language, so it could be one of the key signs for Autism.

- If you are “sensitive towards light/sound/temperature” and often find yourself “overreacting” (and feel childish / have people tell you that you’re childish because of it), you could be experiencing sensory overload.

- If you “enjoy fidgeting” or just really like good smells/tastes/textures beyond normalcy, you could be stimming, which is extremely common in both people with ADHD and Autism.

- If you are “emotional because of other people’s feelings” or “unempathetic/unemotional when it comes to other people”, you could be experiencing hyperempathy/hypoempathy, especially if you tend to fluctuate between the two. Remember that being hypoempathetic doesn’t make you a bad person: you can still experience compassion/sympathy like anybody else!

- If you consider yourself “weird”, remember that Autistic minds work differently than Allistic minds, and that this could mean that you’re not just “quirky/odd/unusual”, you’re Autistic.

Don’t panic, the Autistic community is beautiful and a lovely place to be in. And remember that self-diagnosis is 100% okay, good, and valid.

Everybody can reblog this, whether you are Autistic or Allistic/neurotypical ❤️

This- this is a big big yes this is so cute my heart can’t take it. Harry is so mean and I like that

I’m throwing my prompt in the ring!

“Look who’s all big and tough now!~” with Lee!Peter 2 and whoever you want as the ler :)

(Thank you @parker-fluff! I told you before, but I'll tell you again, you and Giggly were two of my biggest influences to get back into writing and I can't thank you enough ❤️ I hope you enjoy!)

Warning: This is a platonic ship! Not a romantic ship!

"Look who's all big and tough now!"

Peter giggled and squirmed beneath his friend. "C-cohome on Haharry. Knohock it off!"

"No way!" Harry teased as he pinned Peter's wrists with his knees. "You've been acting like a hotshot ever since you got a higher grade on the Chem final. Now it's time to knock you down a few pegs."

Peter squealed as Harry attacked his ribs. "HARRY!"

"Aww, you're just so ticklish aren't you?"

The blush on Peter's face grew. "SHUT UHUP!"

Instead, Harry spider his fingers up and down his friend's ribs. "I bet it tickles even more when someone talks to you about how ticklish you are while tickling you. It just makes you so tickle tickle ticklish!"

Peter was now a squealing, blushy mess. "NAHAHA! DOHON'T SAHAY THAHAT!"

"What? That's it's so ticklish when someone tickles you---."

"HARRY!"

Said man laughed at his friend's response and stilled his fingers. "You're so goofy man."

"M-mehe? Yohoure the one tihickling mehe to bihits!"

"But it's funny."

"To you!"

Harry smirked. "Are you saying you aren't having fun?"

Peter sputtered. "I---I mehean. . ."

Harry raised an eyebrow. Peter opened his mouth a few times as if he was going to retort before he would close it again. After a few attempts, Peter scowled and fell silent.

"I knew it."

"Jeherk!"

"If you don't like it." Harry released Peter 2's wrists and spider across his sides. "fight me back."

"Whahat?"

"Fight me off Parker."

Harry watched as Peter's laughter picked up again. He watched as two hands circled around his wrists. Then watched as those same hands held onto his wrists, but didn't push back.

"Uh-huh." He leaned forward. "You love it."

"Noho Ihi dohon't!"

Harry moved inward to Peter's tummy. "Then fight me back."

"I---ihi cahant!"

"Come on Parker. I saw how you fought Flash Thompson. If you can take him, you can take me."

"Haharry!---Ihi cahant!"

Harry paused his fingers again. "Can't. . . or won't?"

Peter blushed even harder. "Ihis it thahat obviohous?"

"To me mostly. Then again I've known you for a while."

"A-and it dohoesnt---seem weheird?"

"'Course not. Is that what you're so worried about?"

Peter 2 let go of Harry's wrists. "Ye--yes. I mean, how many people do you know who actually like tickling?"

Harry shrugged and crossed his arms. "It's physical affection right? Some people like holding hands, other people like hugs, and other ways we show that we care. What's so wrong about liking tickling the same way?"

"It's just---not very many people do."

"Well, my dad has said you're one in a million Peter." Harry moved to get off of his friend. "Guess he was right about that."

Peter grabbed his friend's arm. "Wait!"

Harry froze. He saw the blush return to Peter's face, but his friend remained silent. Instead, his eyes darted nervously to Harry's bedroom door.

"Parker." Harry warned.

"Will---will Mr. Osborne be home soon?"

Harry's face fell. "Of course."

"What?"

"He probably won't be in until late. Normally is." Harry moved to get up again.

Peter's grip tightened again. "Well---if he isn't---um . . ."

Harry studied his friend. Why would he care so much about when his dad coming home? Usually Peter was ecstatic to see his dad, not hesitant.

"Is there something you needed to ask him."

"No it . . . doesn't have anything to do with your dad per se. . ."

"Well."

"I---trust you and well I . . . would you keep. . ."

Through the jarbled phrases, a light clicked on in Harry's mind. "Peter? Do you want me to keep going?"

Peter 2's face and ears turned bright red. "If---if you want to . . ."

Harry grinned. "Really Parker?"

Peter's face fell. He thought for certain he had pushed his limits with Harry.

So when two hands attacked his sides, Peter yelped in surprise.

"All you gotta do is ask."

Gimme the scoop

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Evil

“Let’s make a deal. I’ll give you all of the tickles you want. The catch? You have to ask for them first.”

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So c u t e

Katsuki: I’M THE FUCKING SUN

Eijirou: why? Because you bring light to everything around you?

Izuku: because you make everyone want to try again at a brand new day?

Shouto: because you’re just that hot?

Katsuki: *stuttering and hiding his face*

Katsuki: sh-sh-shut the fuck up-

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