#i will send my undying love

[readingrobin]

Hold it hold it hold it

I'm no artist

But please imagine, if you will, Hobie and Pavitr like this

I need more sleepy punks and you know they would

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #142

Tony is replaced by an imposter (maybe a rogue Skrull or a shapeshifter or agent of some kind), but when Peter shows up for lab day, he doesn't realize immediately, too thrown by Tony's brutally cold attitude.

His spider sense is warning him, but Fake!Tony's remarks are so cutting he can't help but react with hurt and self-doubt. Later he assumes his sense was just warning him that his mentor was finally ready to kick him to the curb

He should've listened to his spider sense instead of his anxiety, though. Because the real Tony has been kidnapped.

It's Ned who gets Peter to realize something is wrong. Ned doesn't for a second believe that Tony would just drop Peter like that. His questions and determination (and maybe some open-mindedness- "What if it wasn't the real Mr. Stark but a bad guy in disguise?") eventually get Peter to rethink the situation too

Peter goes back over the day, and he realizes... Ned is right. Tony would never say those things to him. He needs to trust in the kind of person he knows Tony is. Which means something is really, really wrong.

Meanwhile, Fake!Tony has been busy, alienating every person in Tony's life who could possibly look for him. He says awful things to Pepper, Rhodey, Happy, May... By the time Peter tries to go to them, they're all too hurt and pissed to even listen

So, it's up to him (and Ned) to rescue Tony Stark

They figure out that he's been kidnapped, track down the location, and Peter heists his way in.

He finds Tony in a cell, hurt badly. But maybe worse than that... hopeless.

Tony is laying there like he doesn't think anyone is looking for him. Like even escape seems pointless, since there'd be no one left to escape to. His captors have clearly explained their plan, probably boasting about the awful things they'd had Fake!Tony say. After hearing it, Tony doesn't blame his family at all for leaving him to die.

He's definitely not prepared when Spider-Man suddenly drops into the room.

As they escape, Tony is so moved by how much this kid believes in him. Enough to not just accept that he was capable of acting that way.

They defeat the imposter and get the real Tony to medical. The others are guilty and horrified. Peter stays close. Even though he knows it wasn't Tony speaking before, he still craves reassurance - both that Tony is okay and that he really does care - reassurance which Tony is more than happy to provide

[shortkinglogan]

RIGHT LEGGO?

[nonuggetshere]

Here's how you too can stop being a background Patrol Guy in a few easy steps!

Step nr 1: murder

[hamletisintown]

GUY WHO FUCKING LOVES ROBOTS AND MACHINES AND YET HAS NEVER LAERNED TO DRAW ONE IN HIS ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE

found weeping and sobbing on the floor

[aaaaaaaaraaaaaraaa]

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[dead-loch]

[theplantbish]

Finland 🤝 Norway

Giving each other 12 points in the televotes

[bunny-hare]

I'm girls

[espithewarlock]

Heyyy!! Just gotta shout out how awesome the Piarles prequel is. It's just adorable watching them grow as friends and then as a couple. And those little callbacks to the original story? Very interesting. It’s truly amazing to see Charles’ confidence growing in each chapter. Seriously, it's some top-notch writing and I'm totally hooked!! ❤️👏🏻

HELLO??? I have genuinely no idea what I have done to deserve this but thank you so much!!!!! 🥰 I am so thrilled to hear that you are enjoying the prequel story too. There is so much in it that's a callback (or a call-forward?) to the first fic and having people pick up those little details just makes me feel so warm and fuzzy!

Honestly, dedicated readers and commenters like you make me want to keep writing stuff. The fact that you came here to tell me that you're enjoying it ON TOP OF all your wonderful comments is leaving me rather rambly and braindead.

Getting hits on my fics is lovely. Kudos are wonderful. Comments are fucking incredible. Repeat commenters make me want to profess my love from a rooftop (which usually comes in the form of writing little snippets that those repeat commenters prompt to me...*hint hint*)

I truly hope that you enjoy the rest of the story! Charles' confidence is definitely not a straight line to get where he is in Take Me With You and the rest of his story is fascinating. I'm so excited for everyone to see Piarles meet and form the rest of the pack, and it's definitely a struggle to limit myself to only 3 chapters a week.

Thank you for this wonderful ask and I hope you have a wonderful, magnificent, glorious, beautiful day! 💚

[arachnidiots]

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ x a million mwah

RETURN TO SENDER RET- HOW DO I RETURN TO SENDER!!!!1

no but seriously quinn you are one of the loveliest people to have around and i'm so glad we became mutuals and i know i can always count on you to support a whim or plot & i adore your ability to roll with the punches!! everywhere that you take kat, and getting to explore her in our endless dynamic options is really fun. she's very dynamic and seeing her go from troublesome with peter to constantly rageful with finnick to then healing with finnick is just so!!! thanks for always wishing me a lovely day back and cheering on my accomplishments and tasks but most importantly thank you for being you and thank you for being here!

send ✨ if you like my writing and feel free to tell me why !! the rpc is in serious need of some positivity.

[irrec]

If you don't

send me messages telling me how much you appreciate me and love spending time with me after we hang out- pls leave me alone.

getting older means realizing that allll of your relationships are a choice that you have to keep making.

I love reminding my people why I'll always choose them, unconditionally.

[themoontaxi]

cyma famous historical people

Most to least likely quit their job and leave the country without telling anyone

jas is back with more fun stuff that gives me kopfzerbrechen, thank you for your service <3

cyma as famous historical people:

gave y’all a dude and a lady. i promise these make sense to me. ask away if you are confused haha

you as Vincent Van Gogh and Princess Diana

@ropoto as Leo Tolstoy and Florence Nightingale

@emforevermore as Confucius and Mary Shelley

@sadgirlml as Charles Darwin and Angela Burdett-Coutts

@temilyrights as Simon Bolivar and Mary Wollstonecraft

@ssa-sapphic / @forthecultures as Rene Descartes and Josephine Butler

most to least likely quit their job and leave the country without telling anyone:

keep in mind that a lot of this was guesswork and i was thinking hypothetically. please do correct me if you want to (although 1 and 2 are right, no doubt about it) 💗

definitely sam lmao

the devil jas herself (i hope you would at least tell me 🥲)

tiana (could make a clean cut regarding the job but feel guilty for leaving the family behind. might still do it on a whim if it all got too overwhelming)

em (would see it more as an experience and be excited. friends and family could be informed once she arrived hehe)

katie (would quit the job, spend a few days in bed, talk with her family and then probably decide against leaving the country) & mely (would think about it and consider it too rash. then think about it some more and by the time she decided it’s the right thing, she already would have told someone bc she’d be too excited to not share such big plans)

thank youuuu babe, these were fun 😌 love you ♥️

[crybabynouta]

You should visit more often.

mm i really should, need to re-stake my claim on you publicly on your account

[sassyandclassy94]

✨Ladies only✨

Nothing like coming home from walking your dog and having to pee so bad that you don’t even have time to remove your AirPods. You just sit there with “We Were Never Eight” playing in your ears when a monstrous scrunch-your-body-up kinda cramp hits you right at the part of the song where Don was fighting for his life.

Nice one, Spotify.

[suksatoru]

𝒶 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒶𝓃.

╰┈➤ sukuna! x reader! ೃ⁀➷

synopsis; you ask sukuna for a hug. fortunately, he tolerates you enough to grant the wish.

ೄྀ ࿐ fluff, sukuna being absolutely whipped for you! ˊˎ

His palace was huge - but there was one room that made you feel most at home. His chambers were more secluded than one would expect - the dark room had a balcony overlooking the plentiful garden outside, and the walls were hues of dark colors swirling together like a paint brush put in water. It was one of your favorite places to be.

He sat at the edge of the bed, eyes furrowed together in annoyance as he read over the latest list of complaints for him. His role as a king could be stressful at times - and you always know when he's had a particularly bad day by the fierce gleam in his eyes.

"Suk's, your bed is too small." You sigh, flopping down onto the massive mattress as he merely scoffed at your words

The bed in question was actually the biggest bed you'd every slept it. Large blankets were splayed over a few throw pillows (the pink one's were yours - Sukuna would always throw them across the room due to his distaste for the bright color)

"I should be surprised. But I've heard you say things even more absurd than that, pet." He grumbled, the paper that once rested in his hands ignited into flames as he tossed it away.

His back was facing you from where you sat - you could see how tense the muscles were through his robes and you sighed, pressing your cheek against the heart pillow

"I got a question for you, Suk's!" You singsonged, crawling towards him as he turned around with a scowl, obviously still very ticked off and tired

"What? If you ask me for a kiss I will bite your head off." He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest whilst his eyes practically dared you to say the request

Rolling your eyes, you settle beside him with a cheeky smile as you lean towards him

"I want a hug."

You watched his frown falter as he mumbled something about you being too needy

"Can't believe what I'm forced to put up with." He muttered. You know he was trying to scare you with the way he narrowed his eyes at you, but you saw the tiniest bit of softness in his red hues

"Is that a no?" You huffed as he groaned, pulling you into him and wrapping his arms around you. He did not verbalize his feelings often - but by the way he held you against him, you could tell he needed to be held by your tender hands

He loved the way your delicate fingers would always find the nape of his neck, gliding over his skin before they reached his pink hair, your fingers giving him a gentle massage that had him dropping his head onto your shoulder with a sigh

He held you for a while, his hands on your waist as he mindlessly traced his fingers on the small of your back. He let his mind go blank for just a while - allowing himself to be vulnerable in your presence as you soothed him

He hated admitting how much he'd miss you throughout the day. He'd pretend to be disgusted whenever you proclaimed your undying love for him, but he'd always be turning his face away from your cheerful laugh so you wouldn't be able to see his tinted cheeks

"I have duties to do, and I'm forced to sit here and deal with your needs. Pathetic." He mumbled into your skin as you gently smacked his arm, earning a look of absolute disbelief from him. If anyone else had touched him like that - they would've been sliced in half before they could even blink. But he remained quiet as you began talking

"If I am so pathetic, than why do you indulge in my needs? Unless you truly want to?" You question as he looks at you silently, taking in your appearance. You wore your hair pulled back today - your heart shaped face and plump lips catching his eyes as he sends you a look of disinterest

"Your mind is something else entirely. Though no where near the audacity you hold." He snapped, shutting you up quickly as he presses a quick kiss onto your lips - his mouth catching onto yours as he gently pinched your cheek - earning a yelp from you as you pulled yourself off of him

"Get away!" You laugh as he easily grabs onto your legs, pulling you back with a crazed grin

"Can't escape me that easily." He said, gently rubbing his finger over your cheek - the area under your eye a shade of light pink from where he gently held the skin

"I love you Suk." You confess, a cheerful smile on your face as he scoffs

"You are out of your mind if you think you can love me." He says, watching your lips form a pout

"But I do. So much." You coo, and he can't even stop his hands from moving to cradle your face

"Insane. You're an idiot." He mumbled, his thumb brushing over your face as smile

"I am your idiot." You reply with a lovesick smile

"Yes, you are." He says, his once cold heart fluttering at the sight of your innocent smile as he sends you a wicked grin.