#time to jump verse

[milli-moi]

Headcanon PSA

Natasha’s second child,

( who was far from the unexpected horror of discovering her first child at already 24 weeks pregnant)

After a lot of effort, medication and a risky removal of Natasha’s immune system that eventually led to his conception, was born via c section.

They should have taken that as foreshadowing, for the whole of his life there was never a chance of getting Stefan Barnes to budge if he was comfy.

But - stay with me - Natasha actually loves her c section scar because of the three scars James has been behind, this is one he (technically*) gave her that was a good thing.

Bucky no longer getting to beat himself up over the scars he gave Natasha because one of them led to their son.

That is all, please accept my head canoned cuteness, I hope others find joy in it too.

* star added just in case - it can be said he caused the scar because he is Stefan’s Dad, so he caused the baby that decided he didn’t want to be born.

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[pandadrake]

Shots fired by the Spider-man sequels.

Was ruminating on how Miles and Miguel are technically both 'Spider-man 2' in their respective universes. Got me thinking about the other Spider-successors in the cast, and also what if they all got matching T-shirts or something.

[hexarcana]

@ask-mister-mystery requested a Relativity Falls Starter

Episode: Double Dipper Sixer

Aggie swung her skinny legs through the spindles of the landing, looking down into the party. She'd gotten one too many weird glances from people and one too many thinly veiled insults, so she opted to stay out of everyone's way. She would have left, but her Ma wasn't going to come back for her until their agreed upon rendezvous time. She'd have to wait it out.

She sighs, resting her forehead on the spindles. Even after making a few friends, she's still finding it impossible to just exist among other kids. At least the boys' Great Aunt was nice to her and had given her permission to duck into the shack if she needed a break, but she didn't want a break. She wanted to be down there, with the other kids, being normal. But one mean look and one insult had her sitting all alone. Just another freak, by herself, as usual.

She'd seen Sixer come by a few times- like, a lot of times, actually. Odd, considering he was supposed to be running the ticket stand. She'd seen Stanley earlier, and he'd seen her- but he'd been in the middle of talking to someone so all that passed between them was a wave.

She holds the spindles like they're jail cell bars, feeling like the bits of wood really are separating her from the rest of the world. It looked fun, dancing and running around... Her face scrunches up involuntarily as she feels tears sting at her eyes. She rubs at them roughly, trying to focus on whatever is going on by the DJ booth. Looks like people are doing karaoke.

[disfordevineaux]

Why does Chase always run like he is on his way to maintain a canon event?

[deus-ex-mona]

sometimes, i think about how crazy the meoto plotline is

[bugsinshoes]

this idea has been rotting in my brain ever since my lovely mutual @nellandvoid made this post with my ocs !! i HAD to make some sort of follow-up scenario sooooo here it is !

laurie also got into her fair share of fights with her bullies in high school, so i can imagine her and silvia bonding over punching people and getting into brawls and whatnot (she wouldn't ACTUALLY fight silvia, i just thought this was a funny haha hypothetical situation)

also bonus live silvia reaction:

they're freshmen, silvia. ignore them 🙄

[lunearobservatory]

florida's weird kids 💕 mami and orla

ought gfu k fuck there's THREE of them !!!!! AAA

[sersi]

as a connoisseur of scrappy fictional men suffering, it is such a tragedy that, after being denied the experience of witnessing teenage ezra struggle through being alone in an unfamiliar galaxy surrounded by his enemies, we have now also been denied the experience of witnessing adult ezra struggle through making his journey home alone and surrounded by his enemies 🤡

[in-the-pocket]

[ sling ] sender slings an arm around receiver's shoulder

Evening. St. Vitus bar (rip, it lives on in my heart), at the far end of Greenpoint. The bill's a horror story in and of itself: MIDNIGHT, JESUS PIECE, ESCUELA GRIND, 200 STAB WOUNDS. The place is a total dive, dimly lit and packed to the gills. Stickers adorn stray surfaces, largely from acts who have played here before.

There, milling in the crowd, up front and to the right ("Trust me, it's the safest spot to be.") against a barricade-free stage, Lance tries and fails to be cool about it. It being taking a drink and gently slinging an arm about her shoulders, tattooed knuckles relaxing once he's done so.

"You nervous?"

The question takes her by surprise. Not only because she was starting to drown in the noise, but because it's an oddly tender question for him.

Lance had texted her approximately eight minutes before he was in the lobby of her apartment. She cursed and immediately called him. She asked him what to wear. He'd said "anything." She hated him for that. He always made sure she was comfortable and true to herself. It irritated her to no end. She huffed and puffed and elbowed him several times while they were gently rocked on the E train into Brooklyn.

She went with a black short-sleeved button down and high waisted black jeans to at least not attract attention with color. The orange and red curls were enough. Her shoes were a pair of her dance sneakers. Unassuming. Normal. Not a dead giveaway. When they'd walked in, she took a mental note of the slipperiness of the floors under her smooth soles. This would make a great dance floor...

But this was not a swing dancing venue with big band horns blaring and pairs of dancers crowding the floor. Folks here stand shoulder to shoulder chatting and murmuring about all sorts of things she doesn't understand. Growls, screams, squeals. What is this, a zoo?

The young woman tilts her head up and to the side, the little curious dog thing she does. She laughs quietly in the hopes that the chatter snuffs it out. It wavers a bit. She wavers a bit.

"Don't think so," she quips. Her brown eyes are even darker than usual in this dim lighting and they quickly scan the characters standing around them. They dart from face to face with the same quickness they had when she was on stage. It was a necessary skill to gauge the crowd.

"I like the energy in here. Very different from stuff I usually go to. I can feel the electricity building between everybody." She's thoughtful, aware, in tune. She feels that same electricity in the hairs on her uncharacteristically toned forearms.

It's only after her comment that she notices how comfortably his arm hangs over her shoulder. Even if the volts increase in her skin, he's grounded with his rubber soles. Pippa can tell he's not putting his full weight on her. Again with the making sure she's comfortable. Ugh.

And tonight will be another night she doesn't call attention to the physical connection. Like other days and nights where they hold onto one another and connect lazily, she'll let it linger, breathe it in, then exhale and let it pass naturally when it ends.

She's not uncomfortable. Not in this place, not next to him, not under his arm. Saying that wasn't necessary though.

Pippa wiggles her foot again. It slides easily. She scoots a bit closer to him, pressing half of her back against his chest now. If someone falls into her a bit too hard, she's got no traction. Might as well get herself stable and situated before the chaos starts. Hopefully he says nothing- lets it linger and pass.

She says nothing for a few moments, silently observing his warmth against her. This place was already getting warm, but his heat was less oppressive. More reassuring.

Suddenly, she jerks forward and her eyes widen.

"Shit! Almost forgot," she shoves a manicured hand into her front pocket and digs out two little rubber cases. They both read Vic Firth on the front. She opens one of them and pulls out two earplugs attached together with a string and shoves one immediately into her right ear canal. He may be someone she can count on to keep her off the floor and safe from being punched, but he can't stop tinnitus ringing.

She holds out the other case up to him with a cheeky grin. "Figured you don't wanna use one of my gross pairs. So I gotcha some new ones for yourself."

And there it is. The tacit acknowledgment of proximity of heart, body and musical interest.

[originemesis]

@timetoprey

One broody attack Vulture is just gonna Velcro herself to his side, Zephy ain’t leavin till he yeets her himself .

Truthfully doesn't notice because she's lodged in between a couple of rolls and not the Swiss kind- though he could totes go for some with a side of coffee. Too bad Lute's off serving her time in broody jail.

It's not long before he notices his latest tick though once he lifts an arm to subtly cop a sniff in a golden pit since he's not sure the last time Lute did his laundry- oh...damn it, not another one.

"Are you going to be chill or am I going to have to use corrective violence?"

[milli-moi]

Cross posting a little, this drawing goes along with the end of chapter two of Blooms in Adversity, which I’ll add the link for.

One of the most well protected babies in the world ❤️

[i-will-always-love-the-jedi]

My take on what will happen at the end of „Beyond the Spiderverse“ :)

Click the first panel and swipe through to read properly

:D the whole thing ->

seriously tho, the whole "it doesnt end well" dialouge feels like forshadowing, PLUS gwen telling her father "dont worry, i'll be back soon" is such a she's gonna die thing to say

anyways, i love my queen gwen

...

[peachyyjellie]

i think my writing has gotten worse actually

[chosesun]

he's in town with his uncle when he sees her, his eyes lit up like the two suns that shine down upon him. "i'll be right back," he tells Owen, squirming away from his grasp as he proceeds to run across the shops to where he'd seen her. he knows his uncle won't appreciate his disappearing act - he never does - but he has to see her. she's saved him before, she's going to want to talk to him, right ? once he makes his way to her, he's out of breath, hands on his knees as he calls out, "hey !! wait a minute!" then he's back running after her, his feet skidding across the dirt as he finally manages to cross her path, jumping out in front of her to grab her attention. "hi !! do you remember me?"

@skywalker-sister liked for babu Luke uwu

[janerogan]

ARTHUR MALEVOLENT IN MY SILT VERSES?????????? HELLOOOOOOOOOOO