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@syraxesrevenge

— rotten of the flesh, pure of the heart; the serpent﹒

im only saying this once

the only acceptable jobs for spider-man

  • broke high schooler
  • broke college student
  • freelance photographer
  • high school teacher
  • unpaid intern
  • pizza delivery guy
  • research assistant for doomed scientific project
  • guy who stands on street and spins sign for quiznos
  • being spider-man

and thats IT i dont want any of this “hes a genius tech ceo making millions” SHIT. Spider-man is BROKE and he missed rent this month and he has a tiny apartment and thats how its MEANT TO BE. he doesnt make money because he is our Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-man and not fucking Tony Stark.

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wancemcwain

how about dog walker while in spiderman costume

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jackcrutchies

you. you get it

im imagining “being spider-man” as his full-time gig and i just

he has a patreon. the description is just the words “I’m Spider-Man” and all he ever posts is specifically-requested selfies from people who want to be sure its really him. pinned to the top of the page is a picture from the top of the empire state building (not the observation deck, the real top) of his spider-gloved hand holding a bagel that is on fire, with 34th street in the background

^this. I have to draw that picture as soon as I get home.

Guess who finally had time…

The city background is with a filter, I was too lazy to draw it.

This idea is just beautiful, thank you. @thequantumqueer

seeing people on tiktok revert back to the painfully inaccurate "targaryens are colonizers who uphold white supremacy & corruption & are everything that's wrong with the upper-class" while continuously consuming & producing primarily house of the dragon targaryen focused tiktoks & also glazing.............. you guessed it......................... half-targaryen jon snow.......................................

fucked up how much mainstream fashion trends go hand in hand with specific body trends. it's not just that this cut of jeans is cute and trendy, its this cut of jeans minimizes bad feature and amplifies good feature in your horribly deficient body. it's not just that that cut is old (also dumb reason imo) but it's that this body feature is OUT and you can't draw attention to it anymore. fuck

⋆꙳•̩̩͙ home is wherever you are ‧͙*̩̩͙ ͙͛ ˚

pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon x fem!Reader

words: 13k

summary: As the Christmas holidays approach, your parents summon you home to attend a business dinner with the Hightowers and secure a possible match with one of Alicent’s sons. With no intention to go, you spend the weeks of December with your boyfriend Jacaerys and your friends at Hogwarts, but as the holidays draw closer, you find yourself crumbling underneath your worries and it’s only a matter of time until Jace finds out…

A festive Hogwarts x HotD story.

warnings: Gryffindor head boy!Jace x pureblood!reader (they’re in seventh year), established relationship, fluff, festive and cozy vibes, kissing and making out, , bastardphobia, discrimination, the Targaryens are a legendary family of dragon tamers & riders, anxiety and bad coping mechanisms, Quidditch, vaginal fingering, handjobs, angst, burn injuries, mental breakdown, hurt/comfort, Christmas, happy ending, hopeful ending

a/n: this fic poured out of me within five days, so I am so excited to finally post it. if you don't like reading long fics on tumblr, you can also read it here on my ao3 account! Please consider leaving kudos or a comment on there if you like it.

Happy festive season to all of you ❤️

December at Hogwarts was a breath of cold sharp air and a warm blanket by the fire, both at once.

The cozy and freezing season showed itself at best in its contrasts at the castle by the lake, the bright snow all around it with the earthy colors on the inside, every fire and candle lit within the corridors and rooms of the school. There were only a few weeks left until Christmas and the atmosphere at the school was welcoming and cozy as ever, the air smelling of cinnamon and peppermint, pine and gingerbread.

In every corner, the preparations for the festivities could be spotted, whether students were having snowball fights near the forest or muttering spells into the Christmas cookies so they remained warm and soft throughout the week. In the cold landscape, groups of friends went on a snowy walk and board games were played in the evenings while others knitted Christmas sweaters or wrapped their presents until it’d be too late to give them out to their friends at Hogwarts.

In the middle of it all, there was you.

You were the only daughter of an old and proud pureblood family, a cruel fate of the stars which never had been easy for you.

As a child, you had often wondered if you were a changeling, misplaced on the wrong doorstep, a flower doomed to try her best to blossom between a thousand thorns. Going to Hogwarts and finding a home in those warm halls had been a blessing, but the relationship with your strict parents had only complicated itself more, until it eventually became a twisted and ugly thing. The situation at home only worsened for you since they somehow had found out you were dating Jacaerys Velaryon.

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