Palisade 27 spoilers
I want that Motion clock to fill and I want to see Laurel resurrected in the cockpit, new body ass shots titties done beat face fresh fit, and I want them to be so fucking angry that they'll blow up the whole galaxy to kill Motion for good.
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The King Bees, “I Want My Baby” (1966)
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How the fuck does no one know the full card from NXT tonight yet I just wanna know if Charlie will be there wahhhhh
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I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.
Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:
Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao
this is so stupid :D
Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.
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Simon who just can't say no to you.
It has been like this from the moment his eyes met yours, a very terrible Monday morning if he hadn't met you but now that you remembered, it's the most beautiful day of both of your lives.
“Is that seat taken ?” Simon looked up at the small morning roused and still sleep laden voice, you were as knackered as you sounded, probably runnin’ on black coffee and cuppa noodles.
“Yeah.” He wasn't even aware how quickly he said it, “Yes, ofcourse miss.”
He scooted his big thighs together, trying to make as much space as possible for you and as if some divine thought struck him, he looked up — cheeks tinting with red.
“Would ya’ like window ?”
“No, But thankyou for asking.” You answered, sitting next to him and making sure to leave some space because those legs were thick and definitely his big cock needed some room.
Fuck, look away —
“Ghost...” Another man climbed inside bus, his eyes trained on you and your partner who's apparently Ghost ?!?!
“Wot ?” He said roughly, his shoulders pressed against yours
“Nothin’ old man.” The other man smirked and sat next to a Grandma who knitted half a sweater.
“Your friend?” You asked.
“ A little...Simon.” He said, “Simon Riley.”
“Oh.” You smiled, feeling blush creep up your neck and cheeks.“I like Ghost better.” you would've booed if you weren't feeling so tingly and nervy.
“You would like Simon more.”
“I would like that.” You couldn't believe you were flirting on a Monday morning.
One month later
“Ghost...” John horribly snorted, sprawling on couch as Simon paid him no attention.
“Wot ?” He asked, giving you his pinky as you painted the last letter ‘Y’ over hot pink nail polish, completing your H-E-L-L-O K-I-T-T-Y nail art, every letter on each nail.
“Nothin’ old man.” John smirked as you clicked your tongue, beaming up at Simon.
“Done !” You blew air and flashed a grin as Simon brought his hand up to examine your work.
“Done Luvie.” He smiled, bumping your nose with ‘I’ on his nail.
And you also liked Simon better.
Grim Reaper! Simon
Masterlist
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Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.
Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?
Dick: obviously it’s me?
Tim: it’s dick
Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.
Bruce: it’s Jason
Everyone: WHAT?!?!???
Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week
*everyone looks at dick*
Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school
*everyone looks at tim*
Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him
*everyone looks at Damian*
Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy
Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away
Bruce: my precious little boy
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