#they just wanna hang out!

[skecherss]

top teenage girls of all time

(Original panel from Batgirl (2000) #27)

[psymachine]

the code-switching kills me

[lrndvs]

If you're a motorcyclist in LA and you heard barking, that was me, sorry, it will happen again.

[lazycranberrydoodles]

english translation book 5 baby we are in the ‘people assuming kid form hua cheng is xie lian’s son’ era 🔥🔥🔥 / follow for more hualian silliness

[furiouskettle]

drops everything to become a journalist

[love-fictional-ppl]

Spencer Reid who loves to cuddle up on his couch and read out loud to you. A candle lit on the coffee table. Record player softly playing in the background.

Spencer Reid who steals your sweaters sometimes. It’s not his fault that you wear oversized cardigans that he can fit.

Spencer Reid who adopts a kitten with you. He brought it home from a case, the kitty basically is your child now.

Spencer Reid who loves when you bring him to a cafe, book store, small business, that he’s never seen before.

Spencer Reid who introduced you to his mother reluctantly, luckily she was having a good day and adored you. His mom told him to marry you before she dies, very casually.

Spencer Reid who finds little home made gifts and letters from you randomly and absolutely loves them, he keeps all the little letters in a box under his side of bed.

Spencer Reid who has a movie marathons with you and builds a fort. You bought tons of snacks and juice.

Spencer Reid who loves your simple relationship.

* .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

Kinda proofread.

I was listening to chamber of reflection while writing🤞

[starry-bi-sky]

my martha knight au in a nutshell:

Danny/Martha: see up here?

Danny/Martha: *taps skull*

Danny/Martha: intense psychological damage

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Danny/Martha: *upon finding out she's pregnant*

Danny/Martha: oh my god i cant be a mom, I'm fifteen and homeless--

Danny/Martha: im going to be a terrible mother--

Danny/Martha: i live in a cAR--

Danny/Martha: what if the baby inherits my powers? Oh no--

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Danny/Martha post giving birth: i've only had Bruce for a minute and a half but if anything were to happen to him i won't even need to fuse with Vlad, I'm razing this goddamn planet to the ground myself

Danny, to Baby Bruce: you are the last remaining thread of my sanity. I'm going to give you the world :)

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Danny/Martha prior to getting pregnant: Fuck it, if everything in my life has led to this moment, i'm allowed to make one stupid decision. I'm getting drunk and getting laid

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Danny/Martha while Bruce was a toddler: i swear to fucking god i am going to kill the next person who talks to me--

Bruce: hi mommy!! i brought you something!!!

Danny/Martha, immediately flipping on a dime: hi baby!! what do you have?

Bruce, a weird child like his mother: a spider :)

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Danny/Martha, talking to Falcone after he made an unsavory comment at her and Bruce: If you ever come near me or my son again, I will dig up your shithead father's corpse and make you eat his skin.

Danny/Martha: do you understand me

Falcone:... crystal, ma'am

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Danny/Martha new in Gotham: *getting mugged*

Danny/Martha: *grabs man's arm*

Danny/Martha: I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU IN HALF LIKE A TWIG, FUCK BOY, DO YOU HEAR THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH--

(she then proceeds to terrorize Gotham's night life for the next extended period of time, mostly unintentionally)

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Danny/Martha: Danny Fenton?? No. you must be mistaken, my name is Martha Knight.

Danny/Martha: this here is my littlest knight, Bruce.

Danny/Martha: I made him all by myself :]

[b4kuch1n]

study of this masterwork

[eddiethebrave]

secret admirer part twenty-six

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Steve studies Eddie’s sketches with a frown. They’re thumbnails of people in different positions, and Steve can’t help but compare them to his own. Perhaps he simply has to come to terms with the fact that he’ll never be a good artist. He thought he was improving, given all the time and effort he’s putting into the portraits, especially Eddie’s, but no. He still sucks.

The point of the assignment wasn’t to make the drawings good - only to provide a quick recap on anatomy. Still, though, Eddie’s are good. And Steve’s… Well, at least Steve isn’t going to get a poor grade (because that’s frowned upon when the student tries their best).

The figures on his paper are unproportionate and vaguely unsettling, like his art tends to be.

“They can’t be that bad, Steve,” Eddie says, naively.

Steve had unthinkingly shielded his paper from the other teen - a habit he’d picked up from the project, and when Steve had asked, Eddie had handed his own over passively because he’s a fucking art prodigy, apparently.

Steve slumps in his seat and places his paper in front of Eddie. He hadn’t even pushed to see it. Not once. Now, he picks it up and studies the sketches for a solid minute, brows furrowed in concentration. 

Steve’s frown deepens considerably. He’s beginning to regret handing it over for judgment. Eventually, though, Eddie sets the paper on the table and looks up to make sure he has Steve’s attention before he issues his verdict. As if Steve’s attention is ever directed elsewhere.

Once assured Steve’s eyes are on him, Eddie picks up his pencil and hovers over the paper with the eraser aimed at it. “May I?” he questions. 

Steve huffs. "Sure. ‘S not like they can get any worse," he mutters, crossing his arms over his chest defensively. Eddie erases things here and there. Steve thinks he's about to begin fixing the drawings, but he simply straightens and slides the paper over to Steve. He leans in close and points to one of the places he had erased. "Okay, so...” 

He continues to suggest ways Steve could make them look more like the references. 

At the end of class, Steve actually feels better footed - ready to finish up his portraits. He's almost done with his own, actually, and he only needs a few more things until he'll be satisfied with Eddie's. 

The bell rings and Steve turns to make plans with Eddie only to find the teen already looking at him expectantly. "Uh, my place?" Steve suggests. It's only fair after Eddie had hosted on Monday. 

Eddie nods in acknowledgement. "Sounds good, Stevie."

Steve clears his throat, trying not to let it show that he’s aware his face has begun to flame with the arrival of the nickname. 

Stevie. 

It's not like it's unprecedented, people have called him Stevie here and there for as long as he can remember.

It feels different coming from Eddie, though. Makes him feel special.

"You wanna follow my car, then?" Steve asks, standing from his seat finally. 

Eddie levels him with a look that's hard to interpret. "Bold of you to assume the entire school doesn't know where your castle is, Mr. Keg King." 

Right, he'd forgotten about the parties. 

Steve scratches his check. "Huh, right. Meet you there?”

Eddie agrees and Steve finally takes his leave. 

Hours later, when dismissal has rolled around, Steve is trying to remember what state he'd left the house in that morning.

He doesn’t go to his locker even though Eddie’s library book - which he’d picked up yesterday - is in his locker and he’d wanted to grab it for tonight. He's trying to avoid Tommy. He knows his friend will just act like nothing ever happened. And to him, nothing did. He's probably forgotten already, honestly. 

Steve doesn't forget - he never does.

He goes straight to his bimmer and unlocks and opens the door, but as he’s about to descend into his seat, a hand claps him on the back and he straightens again. 

So, Tommy's found him anyway. Great.

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[caycanteven]

shakes rapidly

...c'mere pap lovers, I brought you food~! /j

(I will make headcannons for the Papy's soon I promise)

Big love to the creators of Swapfell and Fellswap 🫶

[deoidesign]

One of my first digital pieces (2010) versus one of my recent ones (2024)

We all start somewhere!

[newttxt]

lined and colored @chaosemmie’s sketch again >:)

this time from our post-canon lulawkid au…

[rebouks]

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Wren: Watch and learn, losers. Wren: Ah, FUCK! Jude: Still waiting… Wren: Shut it! Alex: [muffled] Ough. Alex: I think we’ve still got a chance. Wren: Robin spends enough time in dreamland, don’t you start too.

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Alex: Oh my god, I can’t… Oscar: Having trouble, ladies? Courtney: [whispers] Ignore him, keep eating. Alex: That wasn’t so bad, actually!

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[coughing] Alex: It’s kinda fun hearing you make a noise, but please don’t die. Alex: Worth the asthma attack, huh?

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Wren: Look at his face-.. he’d be swearing like hell if he could. Wren: But no one can beat me at this ga-.. ah HAH! Alex: No one? Wren: Okay, he beat me once-.. but it was his birthday, so I let him and he can’t deny that right now, so it’s a fact.

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Melody: You should steal his frog hat so we can match. Alex: Geez, the lighting in there is terrible-.. I’m totally framing this though.

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Wren: She’s doing it wrong, show her how-.. maybe grab her waist or something. has an asthma attack at the thought Alex: I don’t think skating is for me…

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[Robin snickered, definitely not writing naughty words with his sparkler] [laughter]

[j00stkl31n]

Omg my poor hiccuping boy 😭😭

[deeneedsaname]

Mabel in s3 like ‘my old men best friends are distracted by trying to put on a broadway play in approximately two weeks. They clearly hate me and want to abandon me, I am all alone in this world my besties hate me I was never important to them and-’

Charles and Oliver: sweetheart we have been gone for Five Minutes

[sweaters-and-vertigo]

it is so funny being one of the few clone fans who’s not attracted to men because most of y’all are constantly freaking out over how hot they are and i just wanna be their friend