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Tom Hardy and Taron Egerton in Legend (2015)
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tony stark + evolution
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does anyone still follow this blog even ??
hello ??
i return from the dead for once to say i might make some sort of return, once i clean up uhhhh
whatever this mess is ? this indie is,,,, ho boy
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for @wehavefoundthestars || ELIO ;;
“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Oliver made his way towards the only knight aboard the ship, who was obviously attempting to keep something - or someone - hidden from view. A glorified babysitter that had been given a sword, if Oliver’s instinct was right.
“Don’t be shy, come now.” He reached past the knight, who bristled, but didn’t try anything, likely due to the fact he was outnumbered and surrounded. Pulling Elio forward by the shoulder, Oliver gave him a once-over.
“They don’t dress sailors in their Sunday best. Am I, perhaps, in the presence of someone I should be bowing down to?”
The pirates had made quick work of looting everything the ship had to offer, having been able to spot it a mile away from the vibrant colours of the flag it flew. Oliver was merely overseeing what was to become of the men aboard the ship as well as the vessel itself, deciding their fates as casually as if he were choosing something for breakfast.
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top 100 !! starter based on: would you be so kind by dodie !!
“Hey, would you do me like, a super killer favour?” Vic leaned against the counter, playing at casual. “Could you like, be a pal, and fall in love with me?”
He waited a moment or two, allowing that to sink in, before elaborating. “I need a fake date for Christmas with my dad because he’s old and he wants me to be happy before he dies or something like that. No romo, scout’s honour.” He held up two fingers, as though he’d ever been a scout.
“But for real, he won’t shut up about me finding true love and then becoming the Dread Pirate Roberts and then finding that same true love again and being mostly dead and you get the point, I won’t bore you with the details.”
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top 100 !! starter based on: honolulu by last dinosaurs !!
“We’ll teach each other, right? Everything we need to know?” Teddy looked so damn hopeful at the prospect.
“I don’t... I don’t know a lot of things, I guess. But-But I do know some stuff! I can be useful! You don’t have to leave me behind!”
In the few short months since he’d graduated high school, Teddy’s life had been all but turned upside down by the other, and he was so, so grateful for the change of pace. He felt as though things were truly beginning, were starting to bloom, and certainly didn’t want them to ever, ever end.
“Please don’t walk away from me.”
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spotify’s released their ‘ top songs of 2018 ‘ personalized playlists ! send me a number from 1 to 100 and i’ll write you a starter based on the song ! could be one liner / lyric starter / para. anything !
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RAPHAEL ;;
Raphael could feel them moving on the bed even though they were trying so hard to be stealthy. “You should know by now you can’t sneak up on me.” His eyes slowly opened but he didn’t move at first. “Love, it’s cute. But it’s not gunna work.” Raph groaned lightly as he moved to roll onto his back and look up at the other. “Whats got you in such a playful mood?” He asked, hand reaching up to stroke at the others cheek, just admiring them for a moment.
He was halfway under the covers to crawl up the bed for an ambush when Raphael spoke.
Oops.
Backside - in a pair of Raphael’s pajama pants, no less - sticking out from under the blanket, Mikey broke into giggles. He pulled cover off his head and leaned back on his haunches, grinning sheepishly at him.
“I just came to see you!” He played innocent, cheeks red from the gentle touch, before pushing himself up to stand on the bed and jumping a bit.
“And maybe see if you wanted to go get breakfast! Are you hungry, daddy?”
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TUMBLR STAFF IS UNFAIR MR KARP IS IN THERE STANDING AT THE CONCESSION PLOTTING HIS OPRESSION
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maybe someday i’ll figure out time management and get my to-do list shrunk down !!
today is probably not that day unfortunately
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frontier season three more like: everyone wants to fuck michael smyth, including the audience
but for real though what the fuck
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hemmoan:
going through a really bad break up and answering the door for your pizza in a baggy t-shirt and your underwear because you have nothing left to lose and the pizza boy is genuinely very concerned about you being okay so he assures you he’s not a serial killer and invites you to get dressed and ride shotgun in his shitty silver car while he delivers pizza for the rest of the night and he listens to you talk and tells you how much of an idiot your asshole ex was
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Avengers AU - If Tony was Peter’s biological father
Tony is super protective of his son. And Peter, inspired by his dad, becomes Spiderman anyway (his dad and his Uncle Rhodey figure him out in a second though).
My other Avengers AUs
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so i’m trying to update my muse page for once in my career, which is an undertaking and a half good lord
you’ll probably see some tag drops from me coming across your dash though, so be ready for that
if i can tag them with something to make your dash a little neater with a blacklist, let me know !!
other than that, i’ll let you guys know when the new muses are actually visible instead of just floating in the ether !!
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00:00:00 (barrel and moon)
in a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours
He was really nervous. Not that this surprised anyone - Barrel was always nervous. But today especially.
He’d woken up that morning with a number under 10 for how many hours he had left until he met his soulmate, which was... nerve-wracking, to say the least.
As he walked down the street, bag slung over one shoulder, trying to get to class before the professor made an example out of him in front of everyone, again, Barrel could hardly keep his eyes off the dwindling number.
One minute. 59 seconds. 58. 57.
He rounded the corner, staring at his wrist intently, so focused on it that he hardly even registered that he was going down the wrong side of the subway stairs. It, of course, did not take long before he was crashing into someone, nearly sending them both tumbling down the staircase.
“Oh, sh- I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was- I was just watching my-”
His timer, which was flashing at him, visible where it peeked out from under denim jacket.
00:00:00.
He looked up, startled, gaping a little. “I-��
He couldn’t string together a sentence to save his life. “I-I’m going to miss my- miss my train. I mean-! I’m not- I don’t- I’m not trying to-” Obviously flustered, Barrel put his hands over his face, cheeks red with embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”
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