#Posting this from my drafts

[were-wolverine]

birdflash high school au where dick is captain of the cheer team and wally is captain of the track team

cheer and track have practice at the same time (cheer is on the field, track is on the …track)

their first meeting is wally practicing sprinting but getting distracted by dick doing cool ass gymnastics shit

wally trips and faceplants, dick notices and goes to help him. wally is super embarrassed and dick thinks it’s adorable

[murderandcoffee]

martin, pointing to a whiteboard: there's only one thing worse than becoming an avatar... *writes "JON" over "BECOMING AN AVATAR"*

tim, melanie, basira, and daisy: jon

martin: no--

[theflyingfeeling]

he's been such a mood lately

[narsimsist]

Blue baby 🩵

[wuffgang-ameowdeus-moozart]

I am starting to understand dracula. I haven't heard from jonathan in one (1) day and am this close to committing unspeakable atrocities

[code-pain]

[HC/funfact(?)] Louis is good at drawing

[funerals]

wtf year is this ? gonna be a hypocrite for a moment bc I was just talking about how we need to stop giving free publicity and talking about and memeifying ads and I was right but also I am genuinely floored at the moment to have just seen a phone service provider commercial with those two guys from scrubs in it like holy shit what year is this I was a year old when that show started HOW IN THE FUCK are u still relevant????? sure the theme song is like super fucking catchy but I don't think thats enough to sustain enough of ur relevancy to score a phone service provider ad playing these characters 22 years after ur show aired

[xuanelle]

[id: a comic panel of galura and karma from marvel comics, Galura is grabbing Karma's shoulders, her wings surrounding Karma from behind. She looks worried as she says, "Are you back? Are you okay?" Karma replies, "I'm okay, Elle." /end id]

elle being so worried for xuân is sweet and I love how she almost instinctively wraps her wings behind her as if to protect her

[wannabesewcrafty]

Unforeseen Consequences

Fandom: Debris (TV)

Notes: Fill for "5. Looking at one another in times of doubt for reassurance." From this list. Set after 1.13 and more of a "post-1.09 and 1.10" fic. This one was interesting. I tried different takes on this and then got some inspiration all of a sudden. (Circa 6/28/23)

Bryan felt the familiar disorienting sensation as he entered a reality again. He wasn't back in a car, or underwater as he last remembered being. He was on dry land, in a.... He glanced around, seeing rock walls around him. He appeared to be in a cave.

And he wasn't alone.

Bryan couldn’t help himself. He reached out and touched Finola on the shoulder. She stood motionless beside him. He felt the softness of her black cotton sweater, the firm muscle and smooth skin of her body beneath it. After so many instances of looking at the same woman through the thinning barrier between realities, he needed to feel her to know she was real and actually with him.

She tensed at his touch, signaling him that something was wrong. The fear and anxiety he felt within him were mirrored in her large brown eyes, along with something else.

Unfamiliarity.

She didn’t know him.

“You’re not—“ he caught himself from saying “my Finola” just in time. “—the Finola from my reality.” Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from her shoulder.

“I don’t think we’re in my reality either,” she said, also looking around at the cave they were in. “I jumped into the water. Like we agreed?” She gave him a glance to confirm he knew what she was talking about, and he nodded. "But we're here in a... cave?"

"If we're both here," Bryan said slowly, "does that mean the jump worked? Did we reset things?"

Finola could only shake her head from side-to-side, as much at a loss as he was, but she performed the movement slowly, allowing her to continue to hold his gaze.

"You've done well," a new voice announced. "But our work isn't done."

Both Orbital agents whirled around to face their visitor, an older man with a grim expression on his lined face. The stranger offered them a mirthless smile, his black suit only enhancing the unease he inspired.

"How did we get here?" Bryan asked.

Finola followed his question with "And what do you want with us?"

The man held up a lantern to better light their surroundings. "Have you heard of 'suspensia?'" he asked. When they both nodded, he added, "Well, it works. As for what I want..." He paused, and turned as a ball of light floated towards him and stopped at his shoulder. "We need your help....to save the world."

Finola uttered a quiet gasp, her mouth forming a perfect "o" at seeing the strange light, while Bryan took a step forward to instinctively put himself between his ally and the other party.

Another shadow joined theirs on the cave floor as another figure approached. A Native American man wearing a flannel shirt and jeans, his dark hair tied in a braid, gave Bryan and Finola an understanding smile.

"Good evening," he greeted. "You two probably have many questions."

Bryan glanced back at Finola, whose fingers had latched onto the sleeve of his jacket. Once again, he saw his own emotion in her eyes. This time, it was disbelief.

Like they had in the house with Shelby and Kathleen, the two agents communicated silently.

Bryan raised his eyebrows in a question. What do you want to do? to which Finola responded with a nod, the surprise in her eyes melting into a hardened resolve.

Let’s hear them out.

They would listen to these men and go from there.

Bryan nodded back, agreeing that there was no harm in that. He turned back to the two strangers and the floating ball of white light.

“So,” he began, “when you say ‘save the world,’ what exactly are we talking here? Because I think we just jumped from the frying pan into the fire.”

The dark-haired man chuckled. “That may be so,” he agreed. “But you’ll need to do it again.”

[svnflowermoon]

i'm sorry i reblogged your post 3 seconds after it was posted, the moment we become mutuals you actually signed a deal saying that we are best friends for life and i am allowed to annoy you constantly so here we are

[disgustinggf]

post limit is so fucking stupid like are you really gonna make me shut up on the oversharing website

[were-wolverine]

i can and will hc any character i want as trans

on that note, michael afton is trans, sorry not sorry. either amab nonbinary or afab transmasc- both work equally well in my opinion

[ruporas]

it's time to go, my love (ID in alt)

[hurkules]

One summer afternoon,

The two of you find yourselves in the living room with only your sweet hums and his slow, steady breaths filling the air. Your fingers run through Jason’s hair as he doses off in your lap. He intended to only rest his eyes for a minute but nearly an hour had passed.

“It’s your fault,” he grumbled when he finally came to. A slow smile creeps on his face as he sits up to kiss you.

“You needed the rest. You can go back to sleep. I’ll be here.” You caress his cheek and kiss him back

“Mmh,” he moans into the kiss. “You’re spoiling me.” He laces your fingers together and put his head to yours. “You’re too sweet.”

“Go back to sleep.” You nudge your head gently against his.

He chuckles as he goes for your neck. “And if I don’t want to?” A soft kiss. “Maybe I want to be awake with you.”

“I’ll be here when you wake up. I promise.” You find your way into his hair and gently tug him away from you. “Sleep.”

“Careful,” he murmurs as he settles back down to follow your orders. Once he’s comfortable, you restart your humming and start your fingers to work.

“Too sweet,” he whispers as he drifts off. “I don’t deserve that.”

[ewwww-what]

You’re a piece of work, kid.

[siren-of-agony]

Answers to "it hurts"

I know (apologetically)

I know (condescendingly)

It's supposed to

Good

I'm sorry

It'll be over soon

Stop whining

And it'll get worse if you don't *insert threat*

Well it wouldn't have to if you didn't *insert mistake*

You're supposed to say 'thank you'

I love hearing you say that

This is nothing, I'll show you actual pain

Get used to it

You'll get used to it

Stop lying

At least you still feel it

Shut up

Why don't you beg me to stop, then?

Can't be that bad if you're still talking

I don't care

Did I ask?

It's the only way you'll learn

You can take it

Answers to "please stop"