That uncomfortable moment when you’re listening to The Maine while studying for your Sociology of Sex midterm and you just want to have sex with John O’Callaghan.
I’m pretty sure Andrew Garfield’s Peter Parker is the sexiest awkward outcast superhero there ever was.

I meannnn,

I can’t be the only one addicted to his tendency to repeat his words, his love of skipping from time to time, and his unnatural connection to his skateboard.

Am I right?