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Spiderling Sunshine

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    Originally posted by nikita-mearss

    AN | No asked for this, but you’re getting anyway. Here we have a mixture of coffee shop, tattoo artist, and soulmate aus! Enjoy❤️

    Pairing | tasm!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

    Warnings | Language 

    Word Count | 5.2k

    Masterlist | Main | Peter

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    You hadn’t heard the soft twinkle of the bell above the door go off. It wasn’t until you heard his warm voice that you even realized that you weren’t alone. 

    “Is that challah?” 

    You jumped from where you were crouched on the floor, managing to hit your head on the counter. You hissed as you rose to your feet, rubbing at the sore spot that was already forming on your head, checking for blood or any sort of visible injury. Across the counter, much to your surprise, was a handsome man looking at you with a sheepish expression and meekly pointing at the display.

    “Yeah,” you managed to choke out, distracted by the throbbing of your head and the glittering ochre eyes apologetically looking back at you, “it’s challah.”

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  • Damian: Well, I suppose it's because I have an impressive body count.

    Dick: *spits his drink out*

    Jason: *drops his phone*

    Tim: *head whipping around 180 degrees*

    Dick: ...Oh.

    Dick: Well. If you ever wanna talk about it, I'm...I'm here?

    Dick [covering his ears with his hands]: Actually, I take that back. I'm not. Don't tell me. Don't even say that ever again. You shouldn't know what that means, you're literally a BABY, WHY DO YOU--

    Jason: *wheezing*

    Tim [doesn't know which meaning of the phrase is worse]: I...how many was it, Damian?

    Damian: I've lost count?

    Jason [throwing his head back]: HA!

    Dick: *visibly upset*

    Tim:

    Tim: *sucks teeth*

    Tim [turns back to his tablet]: Well, then.

    Steph [walking in]: Gooood afternoon, mofos.

    Steph: Why's Dick crying?

    Damian: I was trying to explain that I could handle the Las Vegas mission on my own by virtue of my substantial body count.

    Steph:

    Steph [starting into the five stages of grief]:

    Steph: Your substantial what.

    Jason: *dying for the second time*

    Damian: What in the world are you all going on about?

    Dick: *lowers his hands*

    Tim: *is confused*

    Jason: *still laughing into his elbow*

    Steph: Uh-huh. I really need you to explain yourself right now, bucko.

    Damian: Oh, you too, Brown?

    Damian: For your information, I can actually hold my own--

    Jason [wheezing]: PLEASE--

    Damian: --in the video game tournament in Las Vegas that I will be infiltrating this weekend. Actually, I have beaten Gordon on Call of Duty at long last, so that means I am actually OVERqualified for the mission.

    Jason: *still cackling*

    Tim: Well, congrats. But for YOUR information, body count has another meaning other than a shooting game. So maybe next time you announce that--

    Damian: I know what it means, Drake.

    Damian: I have another body count other than my top score.

    Dick:

    Damian: Because I've killed many people.

    Steph:

    Tim:

    Jason:

    Dick [throws his head back]: Oh thank GOD--

  • Another quiz for if you were a fictional character how would your fandom treat you (if you think your life is too boring to have a fandom just think of yourself as living the domestic!au of some sci-fi or fantasy)

    reblog with your results

  • Mommy? Mommy? Daddy? Gender neutral alternative? Ect?

    You’re the “Dilf/Milf/Nilf who reluctantly adopts a bunch of traumatized kids” cliche (im so sorry for saying nilf I didnt know what else to say) Though ill be honest, you might’ve gotten this answer because you WANT to be adopted into a found family, not because you’re the parental friend or something- if so that’s my bad. But regardless, you probably get really anxious over your friends, you rely on your friends a lot, you love your friends more then anything, and you try to take care or them as much as possible. You have anxiety over being the therapist friend, and you are in fact very hot so the _ilf thing fits.

    Well then …

    No Pressure Tags:

    @hiraganasakura @batgirlgeek @officially-aphrodite @dxmerons @off-with-medusas-head

  • HOT AND GAY HOT AND GAY HOT AND GAY LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOO

  • The Bat-LANGUAGE (WARNING: SWEARING)

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    The process of making this comic can be simplified to that yes-no-orange-jacket-guy meme.

    Me working on my pile of assignments, studying, and drafting college applications: (¬_¬;)

    Me screeching at my first comic thingy and only discovering "gutters" after I spent a full day of break drafting, and about to boogie the living hell out of Koalemos himself: ( ⊙ꇴ⊙ )


    This post was based off of @theaceofarrows's post! Check out their post through this link!

    Since it's Epilepsy Awareness Month, I tried to finish this at least sometime in November... even if it meant starting on the 27th, finishing it on the 29th, and posting on the 30th.

    If you (or anyone around you) want to get a basic understanding of epilepsy, try epilepsy.com. Even though Epilepsy Awareness Month is ending, it's not like epilepsy is gonna suddenly vanish. SO. Donate and/or spread the info. And as always, be wary of what you read/find on the internet.

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  • jasons used this same method with nessa and lucas

  • A Lord & A Lady: Part 5

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    TASM!Peter Parker x (fem)Reader - Bridgerton AU

    Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven

    Summary: The Duchess and Lord Peter host a pre-wedding celebration. (Third person to get the story moving ;) )

    Warnings: mentioning of consumption of alcohol, mentions of poisoning, mentions of a hostage situation

    For Katie & Liz

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    Standing hidden in the shadows of a second floor window, the Duchess watches on as the indigo sunset sneaks away behind the tree line of her family’s old vacation home - now her home. There she stands, watching on as the people of the Ton flock to her home in their most beautiful dresses and most dashing suits, marveling at the long forgotten spacious estate.

    The cobblestone and brick mansion was covered with overgrown ivy - a nuisance to many, but one of the Duchess’ most favorite parts of her home. The long, pebbled entrance to the estate was lined with candlelight and flowers, welcoming eager party guests in for celebration.

    Music plays faintly through the halls of the manor, echoing against the walls, along with the chatter from the growing crowd on the main floor of the home.

    A calming, raspy voice broke through the noise - “You do not suffer from cold feet, do you, my dear fiancé?”

    The Duchess smiles softly to herself before turning towards the voice of her betrothed, who was standing a few steps away from her with a smile spread across his handsome face, adjusting his navy suit just as she glances his way, “Now, my dear Peter - that is an awfully silly question.”

    He lets out a breathy chuckle - “Then what on earth is plaguing that beautiful mind of yours, Blue?” His brows furrow inquisitively. “Why are you hiding away from your own engagement ball?”

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  • “i’m not looking for a relationship right now, i want to focus on work” i think you mean “no one shall get in the way of my ambitions”

  • this is miles’ world we’re all just living in it
    this is miles’ world we’re all just living in it
    this is miles’ world we’re all just living in it
    this is miles’ world we’re all just living in it
  • this is miles’ world we’re all just living in it

  • sent a message

    guess who's writing a cassian andor fanfic rn?? hint: it's me 😌


  • oohh!! count me as excited :))

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    A very quick Jason Todd

  • @blackcat2907

    “baby look what i made! :D” “so this is what you were doing while i was training…?”

  • guys i think we can all agree where we’re going with the time machine:

    martin scorsese’s house circa 1972

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    &. lilac theme by seyche