#Okay maybe a little

[kingcrackarttf]

They explored each other after this.

I saw this movie the day it came out, and I just haven't posted any of my stupid sketches of em yet lol.

[catboybiologist]

FUCK I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING

[hopelesslonelyghost]

i want drunk!141 and reader eating their little hearts out at a mcdonald’s or something after a night out. johnny, kyle and you are playing on those little tablets giggling and simon and john are making bets on who’s going to throw up first.

[accio-bagel]

Herbology and Potions = favorite day of the week

(Redraw of this)

[wannabe-minion-of-chaos]

Don't mind me just

Smacks Gregory over the head with burnt out gifted kid syndrome™

[cyber-neptune]

Destiny and Warframe enemies to lovers yuri where they adopt a child called First Descendant

[urmomfuck]

I’m not explaining myself.

[amybizarre]

I am convinced that Rainbow called Galaxy names like "Twinkle Toes" or "Sparkle Boy" when Sabre wasn't around and you can't change my mind-

[suspensefulpen]

Suffer Alone

TW: Implied Torture, Mention of Blood

Prompt Credit: @whumppromptoftheday

Whumpee panted as they rushed to hide behind a boulder. When they didn’t hear any footsteps coming closer, they held their breath and lowered their bloodied and bruised wings. They peeked around the rock to see if Whumper was nearby. Thankfully, the coast was clear. 

Exhaling, they dropped to the ground and pulled their knees up to their chest. A strangled sob fell from their lips as they dug their nails into their clothes. They buried their face into their folded arms, pulling their tattered wings closer to themself. 

They should’ve never ran away from Caretaker. They should’ve never snapped at Caretaker and called him all of those things. They regret it. All of it. They wished it never happened. 

Whumpee wouldn’t be running for their life right now if they had stayed. They wouldn’t be hurt right now if they had stayed. Their wings wouldn’t be so tender and they would be able to fly away from this madness. 

Why couldn’t they be in Caretaker’s warm embrace? Why couldn’t they be at Caretaker’s house where they were guaranteed to be safe? Why did they allow themself to be in this situation? 

Why did they accept Whumper’s “help” to fix their wings? 

If they didn’t run away, their wings wouldn’t have been messed up in the first place. Now they were probably ruined. 

But if they did go back, would Caretaker still accept them? Would Caretaker still love them? Would Caretaker even want to look at them after all the things they said about him? Would he even care? 

Maybe it would be better if Whumpee didn’t go back. Maybe it would be better if they just suffer alone. 

Forever. 

[nannyan]

I want more of Dave and Legacy Jack.

Hear me out

Their dynamic would basically be Henry and Dave's (obviously the psychological abuse part not really the experiments one) but honestly kinda worse in some ways.

I imagine deep down in his subconsciousness Dave knows that at least some of the stuff that Henry did to him were wrong and/or undeserved. But he doesn't allow himself to think about that or in that way. 'Cause he still idolizes Henry so much because (in Dave's eyes) Henry did so much good for him.

And Legacy Jack acts quite similar to Henry in the way he talks to and puts down Dave in the moments we see him in that state. A.k.a (from what I remember) at the end of "An Ending" (the evil ending) in DSaF 2, several times in DSaF 3 and of course the Evil ending. I've seen people interpreting Legacy Jack as basically being possessed by Henry. But I don't really see it that way. More so Henry influencing Jack and this influence getting stronger and stronger as time goes on.

And we see Dave/Davetrap acknowledge the change in Jack a few times. But that doesn't really deter him. Because that's his Old Sport! He is so obsessed and in love with him that by the time of DSaF 2's end Dave would go and do whatever with Jack no matter how he gets treated. I mean we literally see this in the Evil route in DSaF 3. I very much believe that this route is a continuation from "An Ending" in DSaF 2.

Dave starts seeing more and more of Henry's behavior in Jack. That starts "opening old scars" and making him think more and more about all those past times. Something bugs him about that though. He feels like he's reliving bad memories. Things he doesn't want to remember. Although they're all of Henry and shouldn't those be good?

And he doesn't really feel okay about the way Jack treats him. But he can't leave him. He can't go trough the same pain he experienced when Henry was taken from him. He's not strong enough to do that. Not again. So of course he'll stay by his Sportsy's side. No matter what Jack does to him.

(Okay I'll stop this got very fanfiction-y haha)

I read two fics of their dynamic a bit ago and omg now I need more.

More of Dave's one sided crush and obsession and Legacy Jack's definite hate (probably some sort of psychological and verbal abuse idk) of Dave.

(Don't take any of this in a weird way please.. I swear I am normal and I also adore fluffy and cute Davesport too. But what can I say I just need to see my favorite characters suffer 😌)

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

1x10 | 3x7 

[agentthirsty]

I want to watch KAOS but how can I trust Netflix to keep it going they literally just cancelled my dead boys

[worm-filled-carcass]

All I need is for someone to rub their hands up and down my sides

[yellowlikelemons]

where is the comforting mother figure i can also have sex with

[cherryfrostii]

💍•La Buena Vida•💍

Miguel O’Hara + Spiderperson!GN!Reader

Synopsis: What is a relationship with the leader of the spider society really like? Of course it couldn’t be the one you fantasized about, not really.

Warnings: Neglectful relationship, mentions of sex but nothing explicit, arguments and communication issues. Basically Miguel goes from being a good partner to blocking you out almost entierly. Self esteem issues, talks of marriage, if there’s anything else to tag please let me know!

A/N: inspired by this tiktok here! https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT88ehofa/ Please go watch it it’s really good!

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✨I woke up happy by accident,

I forgot you were gone again~✨

The warmth that used to grace your sheets was long gone every morning you woke. Fingers reaching for the steady body of your partner as his side lay barren in the early morning sun that filtered through the sheer curtains of your shared space. This was a familiar sensation for you now that the honeymoon phase of your relationship with the leader of the spider society Miguel O’Hara had faded.

“Good morning mi amor..” you sighed, running your fingers along the sheets that remained untouched on his side.

When you were first recruited, Miguel immediately caught your attention. Every other spider would tell you stories about him, how closed off he was, the loss of his family, the destruction of a whole dimension because he wanted to live in a domestic bliss that hardly ever worked out for anyone under the mask. Even so, you would make it a point to let him know that you were there, even if he didn’t like to ask for help.

••

✨And I can go off the memories,

Starting to feel like a memory~✨

When the two of you had finally decided to let go of the constant doubt that plagued your minds, you fell into an almost blissful romance that seemed to be from a movie. His demeanor was lighter, carried a sense of peace that he hadn’t felt in so long. The problem was, was that it scared the hell out of him.

Stolen moments in HQ of whispering sweet nothings to each other turned into fleeting glances, grumbles of work needing to be done and overall a lull in the previous love that had been blossoming in your relationship. You couldn’t blame him though, it was hard running a society with the fate of the whole multiverse resting on his shoulders, what else was he supposed to do?

Some of the others noticed how closed off he started to become again, voicing their concerns to you as you would brush it off each time with the excuses of,

“He’s got a lot on his plate, it’s hard being a leader for something like this.” Or “He’s much more attentive at home, not one to really show his feelings in front of others and that’s okay!”

But lately these excuses have been becoming more and more frequent with how Miguel would push you away or brush off your attempts to help while at work. The little ball of doubt and worry in your stomach growing each time he would turn away from you.

••

✨And I thought we’d be traveling the world,

Together making love, in the afternoon~✨

You would constantly suggest that the two of you go out on missions like you used to, hoping that the pull of exploring the multiverse would help to fix the cracks in your relationship that you tried in vain to keep hidden. Walking into his office, you were met with the familiar image of Miguel’s back towards you, his hands working diligently at the screens around him as he would grumble under his breath, stressed out of his mind.

“Maybe you should let someone else take this over for a bit? I got to see a really nice dimension that I think you’d like, it’s not loud at all, the people are really sweet an-“ before you could make your case, you watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose with an annoyed scoff,

“Please, I’m trying to focus here. Go finish those mission logs from the Sandman anomaly and stop wasting my time. We have work to do here.” This made your heart ache but also sparked a flicker of irritation in your chest. Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself and left him to his devices, chalking it up to a bad day for him.

✨You should be here, should be with me tonight

‘Stead you’re working, you’re working all the time

Why am I home alone with your glass of wine

Oh no, oh no, this is not the life~✨

Miguel came home to see the table set up with a now covered plate of food, two wine glasses, one empty one full, and a burnt out candle in the middle, obviously set up so that the two of you could have had a nice dinner to reign in the night. He cursed himself internally for forgetting that he had promised to be home in time for it, but now as the clock showed 2am, he rubbed his face to alleviate some of the tension in his body.

He made his way towards the bedroom, the creak of the floorboards not enough to wake you as he opened the door. You were curled up on your side of the bed, tears stained your cheeks and the fabric of the pillow you held against your chest. The sight made his own heart clench and he walked over, brushing the hair away from your face with a gentle hand as he took in the pained look in the creases of your face.

Miguel never wanted to hurt you, to make you feel like a burden, but he didn’t know how to handle this right now. The juggle of being a leader, making sure the multiverse stayed in tact, everything was a sacrifice he had to make, It was selfish and he knew it but, he just couldn’t let you go. Instead he slipped into the bed next to you, gently pulling you close as he murmured an apology into your hair, not sure on how to actually make good on it.

✨Listen, listen, I get it, I get it

More than anybody, I get it~✨

“I can’t just hand this over to anyone! I need to focus on keeping this safe, keeping everyone in the multiverse safe! I don’t have time to deal with your damn insecurities right now!” Miguel snapped, turning to face you after you came in, wanting him to just take a break and talk with you.

“Look I get it Miguel but you’re not alone anymore! You have me, you have Jess, you have Peter, hell even a damn Lego on your side! All I’m asking is that we get a minute to talk because I don’t know if I can do this anymore!” You cried, your heart was racing and your hands were trembling before a sense of defeat washed over you and your gaze fell to the floor, “Nevermind Miguel, I get it. Just.. just try and take a break at some point? I’ll see you at home..”

You felt guilty, you knew how hard things were for him but you couldn’t help the fact that you wanted more out of whatever this was between the two of you. It wasn’t wrong to feel that way since you were he only one putting in that effort, hell even feeling envious whenever Jess and Peter would talk about their partners and families. If they had time for that then why didn’t Miguel have time for you?

✨Oh, no, oh, no, this is not the life

I imagined when you first spent the night

I don't feel like yours, you don't feel like mine~✨

Shock was the first thing you felt when he had pulled out the ring, the two of you alone at home as he stood over you on the bed you shared. He was asking you to marry him, trying to make up for the way he had neglected you thus far.

Looking at the ring, your heart sank, and not because it wasn’t gorgeous, but the fact that you never liked diamonds and he knew it. It just seemed like he was going through the motions of a typical proposal, like it was something he had to force himself to do. You accepted it without a word and he got into bed, his back turned to you as he fell into a restless sleep like countless nights before.

The ring was too loose, the shine in the moonlight dull in your eyes as you sat up in bed, trying to feel some type of joy for this but how? When you had first made love, you could see yourself being by his side your whole lives, maybe marriage, maybe kids, maybe not. That didn’t matter to you because you would be with him, but looking at the ring now, all you could feel was an empty promise etched in the band. It wasn’t right, none of this felt right anymore, and as you looked over at the steady rise and fall of his side, you knew that you just couldn’t do this anymore. You were killing yourself in this relationship and he hadn’t even noticed.

✨La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está?

La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está~?✨

The next morning Miguel turned around in the bed, expecting to feel you beside him but as his hand fell into the empty space, his eyes shot open in concern and worry. You were never up before him, the soft snores that would encompass the room were nowhere to be heard as he sat up. Something was off, he could sense it immediately.

Getting to his feet, he walked around the once shared space, realizing that some things were missing as he searched the bathroom, living room and kitchen for you. The unease that settled into his bones caused him to panic, calling out your name with every passing moment that he couldn’t see you.

His foot kicked something and looking down, it was a discarded watch, same as his own built for the spiders to go from dimension to dimension, allowing the stability in different universes. With a gentle hand he picked it up, a reflective shine catching his eye on the dining room table as he stood back up. The ring he had given you the previous night sat in the middle of the table atop a small folded piece of paper. The contents of the note as he read it made him drop to his knees, the feeling of loss and grief overwhelming him with every word he read.

Miguel never realized how bad things had gotten for you, how tired you were of pretending like things would be okay and as he knelt there in the middle of the home you shared, all he could do was wallow in the fact that he had lost another chance at happiness, a chance to see life beyond the boundaries he had created. He wanted you to be by his side the rest of your life, but as he clutched the note to his chest, he finally realized how miserable it had been, and how miserable it would continue to be even if you had stayed.

Yo te necesito, ¿dónde estás?🥀

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A/N: Anyway, I’m gonna listen to that song on repeat because I need my heart to break over and over again. If y’all have any suggestions on what you want to see next, please feel free to let me know!

I may be tempted to make a part 2 to this but im not completely sure. Anyway, hope y’all enjoyed it and I’ll see you next time with some fluff to make up for this 🤭

[thebibutterflyao3]

Oh my chapter 25…

Poor Peter!!

Peter does go through it a wee bit, poor fellow. I cringed hard when all of that went down, but I was no longer in control by then. The characters ran wild and I let them have at it.