#please tag me if you do

[tiringwritings]

patiently waiting for someone to write maddy bringing both jee and eddie as a surprise

[closetnerd62]

Spankoffski Bros Headcannons

They live in a pretty small apartment, I can see the layout in my head. 2 bedrooms 1 bathroom. It smells like a mix of grandma and Ted’s axe body spray

Their bedrooms are right across the hall from each other

Either a)their parents died under suspicious circumstances, b)had a huge messy divorce with lots of fighting over custody of Pete to the point where Pete just said fuck em and moved in with his brother or c)their parents wanted to move out of Hatchetfield but Peter refused to leave his friends and Ted offered to take him in for his senior year

They get take out at least once a week

Ted will always text Peter if he plans to spend the night somewhere else and tells their neighbors to check in on him

Ted taught Peter how to shave

Every time Peter won a science fair, despite teasing him endlessly, Ted would always take a picture and put it in his wallet (he now has a wallet with one of those photo holders that flips out)

They secretly watch trashy reality TV together on Sundays and yell at the screen the whole time

Every time Steph calls Pete, Ted will start making make out noises in the background to embarrass him

Peter and Richie met because Ted and Paul brought them to bring your kid to work day at CCRP

They come up with intricate and convoluted ways to slyly flip each other off (ie. scratching their nose with their middle finger, popping all of their knuckles but one, etc.)

Peter gave Ted an “I ❤️ hot moms” shirt for Christmas one year

[sonicscrewed]

Can't draw, but spoof art idea I'd love to see ... Clive with a "girl scout sash" with all his little badges on it. (Draw it or don't, but the idea tickles me)

[pundromeda]

So who is gonna write the fake married AU where the Nandermo scenario is the one that stuck and got Colin into the school?

[21st-century-flapper]

Not Eddie out here, liking a picture of Claudio in a suit on Instagram. And that's not the only one.

This is basically an invitation to write some Eddie/Claudio, right?

[rains-inky-mind]

Name: Agatha Joy Lennox

Nickname(s): AJ, Aggie

Age: 18 years old

Gender: female

Main goal: survive

Worst thing that could happen: all her friends are killed

Biggest secret: Aggie and her friends are the reason that they're dead.

Favorite thing about character: Her drive.

Least favourite thing about character: Never puts herself first.

Occupation: high school student, graphic designer

What they're known for: school logo, murder

Who you ship them with: single Pringle

Their favourite emoji: 🐭

Emoji that describes them: 🔥

Picture/GIF to describe them:

Their theme song:

[neopronounsmybelovaed]

I've been thinking about the idea of a pronoun checking blog for fictional characters/ocs, as I think that'd be a neat resource that'd encourage use of neopronouns. I'd make a blog like that myself, but I'm not familiar enough w/ neopronouns and have a full plate already. So I thought I'd share this idea in hopes that somebody else might do this.

Despite the genderqueer urge to use this to procrastinate my schoolwork, I should maybe not take on extra projects at the moment. It's a cool concept, if any of my followers would be interested!

[calumsash]

again i am here with a cashton request for our wonderful gif makers in the fandom: if anyone is making a gifset of cashton looking fondly at one another in the 2016 episode i will love you forever

[dont-doubt-dopple]

So … who’s going to make fanart of this kinda cursed thing from Ren’s Last Life Episode 9 Thumbnail?

Please tag me if you do I’d love to see it.

[sammysnaughtygirl]

things to know about me! 1- I LOVE TO BE TAGGED IN ALL THINGS SAMMY WINCHESTER RELATED, 2- I LOVE GIFING SAM WINCHESTER 3- I LOVE TALKING WITH SAMGIRLS(or guys) 4- i love sharing sam winchester

[sarah-sandwich]

if you’re taking prompts,,, #14 from list 2? whichever characters you like

I tried to stick to writing the whump I really did. I’m just no good at it 😔 So here’s de-aged Peter instead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [Read on AO3]

14. “Don’t Hurt Him!”

“Don’t hurt him!”

“I’m not hurting him! Calm down!”

“He doesn’t like it! Let him go!”

“Peter, I swear to God if you don’t get off of—,”

“Give him back!”

“Peter!”

Harley’s chair topples as the weight of the super-powered four-year-old’s body slams against it. Stupidly, he cradles the stuffed Elmo protectively against his chest and lands hard, flat on his back. All the air punches out of his lungs and for a long moment, all he can do is lay there in shock until his lungs remember how to pull in air.

“Oh no! Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he wheezes.

“Not you,” Peter says with all the vitriol his four-year-old self can muster. “Elmo doesn’t like you. Give him back.”

Wordlessly, Harley hands over the stupid Elmo, no longer caring that the batteries are dead. Peter can have the stupid dead toy if it means a moment of peace.

Peter scrambles up the wall and stands upside-down on the ceiling, safely out of reach, and gives Elmo a hard shake. “He’s not talking! Why isn’t he talking?!”

He closes his eyes. He can’t do this. He can’t.

The elevator dings, announcing a new arrival to the penthouse and he nearly cries. Very nearly. Then Tony enters the living room and his eyes mist up.

“Hey there, Peter-Peter Pumpkin Eater,” Tony coos, instantly spotting him on the ceiling. “Were you a good boy for Harley?”

“Harley was mean to Elmo and now Elmo won’t talk!” Peter exclaims, scurrying down the wall before launching into Tony’s arms.

Tony grunts on impact, but catches him without issue.

“Oh?” Tony says, smirking at Harley with an amused twinkle in his eyes as he straightens up with Peter on his hip.

“You can’t do that,” Harley says from the floor. “It’s been like 30 minutes. You can’t start calling him cutesy toddler names.”

“Just think of how embarrassed he’s going to be when we get him aged up again,” Sam says, bypassing Tony to collapse on the couch with a sigh.

“Fair point,” he agrees, not with a small amount of vindictiveness.

It’s been the worst half-hour of his life. Peter seems to remember everyone except him. Which is stupid and doesn’t make any sense because he didn’t know Tony or the other Avengers when he was this young so why is it that he seems fond and happy to see all of them but he treats Harley like a nanny that has fallen out of his favor? He hates to admit it, but it hurts.

“What did Strange say?”

“Something along the lines of, ‘I’m off-world for the foreseeable future, figure out your insignificant problems on your own’.”

Harley’s stomach drops to his toes. He sits up. “Are you serious? So he’s stuck like this until whenever Strange comes back?”

“Nah,” Sam says. “We talked to Wong and he said it should wear off on its own. Usually lasts a few hours.”

He groans and flops back. He can’t handle Peter as a toddler for any number of hours. He could hardly stand him for the minutes he’s already suffered.

“Don’t worry,” Tony says, “you’ll have your boyfriend back in no time. For now, Petey-Pie has a play date with Miss Morguna that she is very excited about.”

“Yay!” Peter cheers. He doesn’t so much as wave goodbye over Tony’s shoulder as he’s carried off down the hall.

Sam clicks his tongue in the silence that descends in their wake. “Jealous of a toddler. Not a good look, man. Not a good look.”

“Shut up.”

~*~

“Harley.”

“Harley, wake up.”

He flinches back from the sticky finger that pokes his cheek and blinks blearily down at little doe-eyed Peter with his mop of curls and pudgy cheeks standing beside his bed in a borrowed pair of Morgan’s Spider-Man pajamas.

“Ev’rythin’ okay?” he asks, tongue thick with sleep.

“Can I sleep with you?” Peter asks, an anxious tightness to his mouth that’s familiar from his adult-self.

“‘Course,” he says. He scoots back and is surprised when Peter doesn’t hesitate to climb in bed and curl up against his chest, clutching his t-shirt tight in his little fist. He curls his arm around Peter’s back and he relaxes. “You sure you’re okay?”

Peter nods against his chest. “Just wanna be normal again,” he says, voice small. “Feels wrong like this.”

Harley frowns, his heart rate escalating as his mind jumps to the worst conclusions. Is his Spider-sense trying to tell him something? Is it the spell? Is he going to de-age further rather than revert back to normal? What if Peter blips out of existence without warning?

Peter puts a hand over his heart and rubs it in little circles like how he’s seen May do against Peter’s back when he’s stressed. “No scared, Harley.”

“Sorry. What feels wrong, Pete?”

There’s a long pause where Peter doesn’t answer, then he finally says, “You. Me. I don’t… I just wanna go back to normal.”

His chest caves in around his heart. “I feel wrong?” What is this? Is he getting broken up with by a four-year-old? What the fuck? He pulls away and sits up.

“You don’t have to be in here with me if I make you uncomfortable. Tony—,”

“No!” Peter exclaims, sitting up as well. “No, you don’t—” He makes a frustrated sound and hits the bed. “I miss you!”

“I’m right here, Pete,” he tells him, desperately lost. “I’m not going anywhere, buddy.”

“I know. That’s not what I mean! I remember, okay?” he says, staring up at him with wide serious eyes. “I remember how it was before and I don’t want any of that yucky stuff.”

Harley stares at him. “Pete, I’m not gonna kiss you while you’re a fucking four-year-old. That is literally the last thing you need to be worried about.”

“Are you sure?” Peter asks, eyes dark and wide.

Harley can’t help but laugh, relief coursing through him like a drug. “Yeah, bud. I’m a hundred percent sure. A thousand percent. That’s not— No.”

His bottom lip puckers out in a way that’s unfairly adorable. “Not even the forehead kind like Aunt May does?”

“Only if you ask me to. Is this why you were such a little shit to me earlier?”

Peter’s chin drops to his chest. “I’m sorry.”

He ruffles his hair. “I forgive you, but when you get big again I’m gonna give you hell for it. It’s only fair.”

Peter pouts up at him again. “No, Harley, please? I’ll be nice now, I promise. I won’t even hog the blankets.”

He snorts. Somehow, at this size, he doesn’t think he could hog the blankets if he tried. “Alright, I’ll let you off the hook this time. C’mon, let’s sleep. I bet when you wake up you’ll be a real boy again.”

They lay down and Peter retakes his place against Harley’s chest, clutching his shirt. “Harley?”

“Yeah?”

“I want a forehead one now.”

“‘Course, sweetheart.”

~*~

The next time he wakes up is to a ripping sound and a weight sinking into the bed beside him as the little body under his arm expands.

He lurches to a sitting position and Peter, his adult boyfriend, blinks up at him.

“Oh thank fuck!” Peter exclaims. He rips up the blanket and groans. “Morgan’s gonna kill me.”

“Peter.”

Peter turns to face him, eyes wide with worry at his serious tone. “Yeah?”

“We’re never having kids.”

[aliteama]

wait i kinda wanna write a short drabble abt the yuuta accidentally killing his s/o when they try to defend yuuji omg

Oh my goodness you definitely should!! (´▽`ʃƪ)♡ I’d read it over n over again and I’m sure a lot of other people would love to see it as well!!!

[syrisun]

If I were to doodle the grian protection squad would you wanna see it?? (All the memes about it are killing me I love them :p )

op warning I might cry

[madaboutasoiaf]

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Challenge accepted

omg are you going to art? I am excite

[camrrenn]

“You’re good at making me feel small

If it doesn’t hurt me, why do I still cry?

If it didn’t kill me, then I’m half alive, half alive

How did we get so far gone?”

someone make a pretty thing with this part of the song because i cant

[jim-protection-squad]

Hey guys.

Could anyone do a side by side of Jack's gingerbread house from today's video and Mark and Ethan's gingerbread house from last years Gingerbread House Building Challenge if that hadn't already been done please?

Thanks.