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bruisedboys · 2 years ago
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okay guys. please please talk to me about any of my boys in my inbox. I miss them and I miss writing and I’m forcing myself to get back into it!!!!!!!
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oncasette · 2 years ago
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GOD!!! i can't handle this!!! i am not a strong soldier!!!!!
had this thought and now i can't get it out of my mind.
you're new to the neighbourhood, a few people have introduced themselves to you, brought you cookies or pie or pasta bakes and you haven't had a chance to finish them yet—and it's been a month.
you're taking the trash out one day, nothing new, when you notice someone mowing the lawn across the road from you. it was that nice old guy's house, the one who brought you over some key lime pie, which was absolutely delicious. and speaking of delicious, the man mowing the lawn was absolutely one of, no no, the best looking man you'd ever seen. however, you saw no van or truck with any equipment in it so he must live nearby. he noticed you standing in your driveway, trash bag in hand and he smiled and waved. he turned off the mower and jogged across the road to say hello.
he was so much taller, and bigger, up close. you didn't expect it, and surprisingly, you didn't falter at all when you spoke to him, learned his name was peter and he lived with nice cookie guy, who turned out to be his grandfather. he even offered to mow your lawn, which was getting slightly overgrown and you more than happily obliged.
he came over the next day, a day even hotter than the day before. halfway through mowing your lawn, he peeled his t-shirt off, slinging it over his shoulder. you watched from your sofa, moaning slightly as you saw his upper body muscles flex when his shirt came off. his slightly wavy, curly hair was getting damp, the heat from the sun making him sweat profusely. you had no idea what prompted you to make him a glass of ice cold water and bring it to him but you did anyway. watching as his throat bobbed when the liquid went down, a gasp leaving his lips when he finally stopped drinking.
that was not supposed to be a turn on but oh my god, the way his throat moved, the way his eyes squeezed shut. he was insane. he thanked you and handed you the glass back, and now you decided to falter and you dropped the glass. you frantically went down to pick it up and apologised before running back inside. you had no idea he followed you back inside until you turned around in your kitchen and he was stood there, a soft apologetic look on his face.
he spoke first, and you let the conversation flow until you must've accidentally blurted out that you thought he was attractive. he stepped towards you, almost cornering you against the kitchen counter. he was so smug now, grinning at you.
"need me to stop? or should i keep going?"
all you could muster out was a moan and not a second later, his arms were under your thighs, lifting you onto the counter, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. his lips attached to your neck, leaving soft kisses and nips, little bruises and marks forming across your neck.
he only came over to mow your lawn.
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qcomicsy · 10 months ago
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I lowkey like how Peter kept doing dumb shit even after the whole "with great powers comes great responsibilities" because it's peak teenage behavior. Like he is genuinely trying but the lack of commons sense will get him in trouble you know?
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sl-newsie · 3 months ago
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My strange coping method?
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july-19th-club · 1 year ago
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one of my favorite things about El is that she comes off like the sensible oh honey wife but given half an excuse she is exactly as likely as any hardened thief to break into the neighbor's upstairs room and then need to be coached through picking the locked door by Neal . and then they sit there on the couch together while Peter goes lecture mode and defend each other indignantly and they have been like this since the very first episode when he comes downstairs and they both look up bigeyes at him like hiiiiiii . she's not Neal But Woman though she's many things he absolutely isn't but not one of them is Too Sensible Mom Friend . she is tolerant but not naive, she looks not at the letter of actions but at the intent behind them and always factors that in, and she IS ready to go on a con at a moment's notice because running an apparently very prosperous event business isn't introducing enough complexity into her life
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moonfruito · 2 years ago
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charlie slimecicle will roleplay a relationship or romantic inclinations as a bit and accidentally create the most heart-wrenchingly beautiful and tragic love story about a person slowly coming into themself and learning to be loved and to love in return in ways they never believed would be possible for them because of some deeply rooted belief in their own inherent wrongness and brokenness and then he'll say some shit like "bazinga"
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theerastour · 8 months ago
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favorite ttpd lyrics
I thought it was just goodbye for now...
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hakkatetzus · 5 months ago
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You will make no mistake by calling me Peter. You can call me Andrey too, just for the sake of diversity, and it won't be wrong either.
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mamaspidershit · 4 months ago
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Peter: I may have accidentally glued my hand to the table. Natasha, sighing: How do you "accidentally" do that? Peter: The glue was strong. I was curious.
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zeroaddzero · 7 months ago
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Sting, Bruce Springsteen, Peter Gabriel, Tracy Chapman, and Youssou N'Dour, for the Human Rights Now! tour, 1988.
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noirtek · 1 year ago
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i forgot how to do line art
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nintendroid · 2 months ago
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Ghostbusters: The Video Game for Xbox 360.
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oncasette · 2 years ago
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OHHHHH my god
hm hm hm thinking about living next door to peter, your bedroom windows is directly opposite his. without fail, every morning you seem to wake up at the same time, open your curtains and so does he. he smiles and waves at you every morning. on occasion, you catch him changing and you can't seem to peel your eyes away from his quite toned, very ripped upper body. he hasn't caught you looking yet but what was once just you two being friendly neighbours, has turned into you crushing on him—and crushing hard.
maybe it's why you try to get his attention more. walking around your room in just some underwear and a t-shirt, laying on your bed knowing the shirt will ride up and show off more skin. or on some nights, you'd dim the lights a little, slip your hand in your underwear and glance over at his room, seeing the light come on.
the next time you see him, he doesn't mention anything so you think he hasn't noticed. but he notices every time. you get so lost in touching yourself, that you don't notice him watching you through the window, his hand palming himself over his jeans. he thinks you look so pretty, he thinks you'd look even prettier underneath him instead.
after a few weeks of just teasing him, he pulls you aside at a neighbourhood event. asks you what you're playing at, and it's then you notice he's seen you every time—even the times when you weren't putting on a show for him.
that's when he starts flipping the tables on you. he walks around his room shirtless, stretching more than usual and flexing his muscles. then you saw him one night, sat in bed, his hand fisted around his dick as he got himself off. he then got up and washed his hands and stomach, dick going limp and heavy between his legs as he walked to the bathroom. you were practically almost drooling at the sight of him. when he came back, he looked over into your window and saw you looking at him, to which he just winked and smiled.
oh he was a menace.
it turned into a competition now, seeing who could rile each other up the most. until one night, he came into his room and saw your light was off. then a knock came at his door and you were standing there.
"i'm sick of playing these games.. either we fuck or you stop messing with me from your window.."
safe to say, he didn't choose the latter option.
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qcomicsy · 2 years ago
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I will always be a normal guy defender, I don't want vigilantes who always look like super models unless it makes sense for their characters (Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Kori Anders). I want super-heros that look like the guy you could stumble on the supermarket. Your classmate. Your coworker. A random face in a ocean of people. Absolutely and completely forgetful unless you love them.
I want super-heros to take of their mask and the person be like "THAT'S JUST SOME GUY." their face leak and people be like "WHO 🗣️🗣️ THE FUCK IS THAT⁉️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥" enough with conventionally attractive heros who look like bodybuilders more some heros who would be your Uber driver and you wouldn't pay attention to them twice.
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quartings · 6 months ago
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Happy 10th anniversary to Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 1!!!
This series and these characters mean the world to me, and I can't believe that through all the insanity of the last decade, they managed to get 3 amazing films, 3 crossover appearances, and 1 holiday special!
I'm also happy that the critical and commercial success of this series had a butterfly effect of getting James Gunn his current spot of head of DC! Hopefully the next 10 years of DC movies and shows will bring us even more amazing stories and characters!
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magicpiano · 7 months ago
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I have seen a few DCxMarvel dimension travel fics, and quite a few of them are of them are Peter Parker post-blip. Which gives me a crack fic idea: everyone who got snapped ended up in the DC universe. Yes, all of them.
The current world population is around eight billion, so half of that would be 4 billion... Yeah that would cause so so so many problems. But the DC universe is used to crazy shit.
Obviously there would be a sudden influx of "new" heroes and villains but with absolutely no context it is hard to figure out who is who.
Batman immediately trying to make contingency plans for all these new heroes and villains as well as figure out their civilian identities but this is very difficult because literally no records exist yet.
Magic users from both worlds team up, but I think they were still unable to fix it, the infinity stones were just too powerful. Also I think Dr. Strange and Constantine can't stand each other.
While I am at it, Wonder Woman and Loki would probably hate each other too. DC is more Greek but it has had their own version of Norse mythology, so maybe they are the same and have beef?
They would struggle to feed and house that many new people, but getting them jobs and integrating them into society would be hard too. And good luck proving anything anyone says. "You swear you have a law degree from Harvard? Okay I guess."
Do doubles exist? Yeah a lot of people probably don't have an alternate universe double, but it stands to reason some do. How do you deal with having a new kind-of twin? Or a dead friend or relative coming back, but different? Or even someone you never knew/doesn't exist in this world insisting they are family.
Some au double ideas I have seen people toss around are: Dick Grayson as Richard Parker, Kara Danvers as Carol Danvers, Steve Trevor as Steve Rogers, and Slade Wilson as/being somehow related to Wade Wilson, but I am sure there are other fun ideas out there too.
The snap didn't just affect humans/earth! So other planets are having the same problems.
Then randomly, five years later, just when people were getting used to the change, they all disappear again without warning. This causes as many problems as the original appearance did.
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