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    A short Omo fic where Peter once again misses serval opportunities to use the restroom whilst out shopping with his mentor; which ultimately ends in a race home and a minor disaster

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    27 Sep 2025

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    'Calmness' and 'Brightness'. Two words that don't tend to go together on the night of your child's Christmas concert... and most certainly don't go together when your child has been filled up with a mug of hot chocolate and refused a toilet break a couple of seconds before going on stage to perform at said Christmas concert.

    “We Three Kings of Madison Square... selling hole-y underwear!” Peter bit his lip, quivering. A giggle bubbled up. Ned had taught him the rude version while they were learning the songs in class. It wasn’t all that funny really, but when he was sat in a big quiet chapel and his middle was so filled up that giggling was dangerous and he just wanted to go home and pee, it was—of course— the funniest song he had ever heard.

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    26 Sep 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 6

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    Peter’s suit was a marvel of modern design. A state of the art piece of equipment, designed to be sleek and efficient, allowing the Spider to have a full range of movement- however it wasn’t exactly designed with comfort in mind...

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    26 Sep 2025

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    For a moment, things grew quiet. The only sounds were Peter’s ragged breaths and the dull roar of the river beside them. The three older Avengers watched the kid carefully, parental instincts peeking out behind their gruff exteriors. In a few minutes, Peter’s coughing ceased, and his breathing began to even out. Tony began to relax a little, only to realize that the kid was now shaking violently. Steve made the same observation.

    “You cold, bud?”

    Peter nodded quickly, wrapping his arms around his knees tightly. His lips were blue, and in the bright sunshine, his face was ghostly pale.

    Bruce leaned toward Peter and rubbed his hands up and down the boy’s arms, trying to warm him up.

    “I think he’s hypothermic. We need to get him back to the jet.”

    Just then, Clint jogged up to the huddle of Avengers in the grass.

    “Wasn’t he just…”

    “Passed out from heat stroke?” Tony offered. “Yeah. And now he’s hypothermic. Get with the program Barton.”

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    Only Peter Parker could get both heat stroke AND hypothermia, all within the span of an hour.

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    23 Aug 2025

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    “Hey FRIDAY,” he called out, staring at the vial in his hand with carefully crafted pride, all while fear was simmering within him.

    “Yes, Mr. Parker?” The AI’s voice answered.

    “Start a log entry for day one of Mithridatism. Clearance code Spider,” he started. He waited until there was a small beep before continuing to speak. “I have developed a high acting poison that I will slowly expose myself to over the course of a month, upping the dosage amount each time.”

    Or, Peter starts poisoning himself to build resistance after a patrol gone wrong. It goes about as well as you'd think.

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    22 Aug 2025