And yes, let's be real there is NO Reality in which Harry Osborn is ANYTHING REMOTELY close to straight and ONLY feels platonic for his "Best Friend"!
Convince me otherwise! You can't!
After your parents found out you are gay and kicked you out, the only place left for you to go was the magical forest. Write about your life.
( <= green bean
I just want a fic where Danny and Jason are just fucking laughing so hard they’re wheezing and bawling as they make death jokes while everyone else is SO uncomfortable
Like they’re full on cackling like Danny will say “We’re not allowed in certain rooms”
Jason will b like ‘what rooms’
Danny will say ‘living rooms’
And they both start dying (metamorphically) of laughter slapplin the counter crying while dick is trying real hard not to shatter the mug in his hands with a constipated expression that rivals Bruce’s a seat away from him (+bonus points if the joke is something that is on the verge of being utterly lame like a near science pun)
(I dunno if a lot of people will see this post but if you do please I’m begging you add a death joke guys please it would be so funny)
Guys.
Guess what?
It’s officially…
HALLOWEEN!!!!
Greetings my cubs! X3 today I have several different art pieces for you ^^ and I'm sorry that I didn't post in a while 😅 1 & 2: these are comissions from a friend of mine, it is his character, a grim reaper 3: also a comission of an other friend of mine 😅 it is a scribble of the 'Hotline Miami' charakter Jacket (of course I will share the finished picture with you) 4: something random that came to my mind 😂 5: I listened to "I'm just your problem", "you're your own problem" and "I'm just your problem - duet" and got the idea from that 😆 but I still hope that you like them and have a good morning/day/evening/night !!😊😀 ~ ~ bey 😄
Kizu: She is my creativity! Her name is a reference to my account name 'Magical*KIZU*ne', since she is the origin of my ideas for any art pieces. Kizu is also, mostly, my anxiety, since I'm an anxious mess. Every of my sides is to some extent anxiety and she just got the most of it. Kizu is friendly, has the most wild ideas and is a bit overprotective...like a big sister. She's always right there, when an attack is coming up, trying to distract me or calm me down. The thing with her is, she builds up walls around her, but is trying to be polite, wile blocking others out. But sometimes she can be really, REALLY, too overprotective and if the tiniest thing might go wrong, she's the first to call it off and blaming her for that. Her room is an art studio, literally. Everywere you look, traditional art on canvases and/or papers, but also digital-art posters. But Kizu also has a 'sleeping' room, in which she likes to go, to do...stuff...I don't want to mention it...you'll see... "You're right, there will always be a tomorrow. But the question is, will it be better? Is it really worth it?" -Kizu
The phandom as the night winds down
Oh my gods and stars thank you!!
Yo, can someone write me a fanfiction, maybe just a one shot, of Billy joining the group in season 2, that exact night? Like:
No fight between Steve and Billy, because Steve "promised to keep you shitheads safe, and that is exactly what I'm doing to do." And honestly? What could be safer for max in that moment: staying in the house this mind flyer thing knows where they are OR at her home, with her brother who should have a decent punch seen from the basketball court.
So instead of being like "Max? What's a Max? A ginger, like the roots?" He just straight up goes; "you know what, yeah, they've been playing and she definitely should go home, NOW. Just drive, mister 2. place, drive and don't ever look back. Got it Hargrove?" Suddenly screaming and Steve is back in the house immediately- the Demodog wasn't as dead as they thought...