Jean Grey the second she sees Ice Man
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"... What to do then?"
Though it was only four little words, they were murmured to himself, and at the moment, it appeared that the Zoan user was lost in thought.
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Tim and Jason's dynamic is:
I will insult and hurt you in the deepest ways possible and will tell the world i hate every fiber of your being but if you ever come to me asking me to help you with a murder I will help no questions asked and will even hide the body for you, literally you are my ride or die but if you ask for a single fucking skittle off of me I will bury you six feet under.
Also, if you need help pranking someone, you come to me, not anyone else.
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I am the second of five brothers, three of which are brothers via adoption through them being orphaned. Multiple of us have experienced homelessness and hunger, all of us have experienced parental abuse.
One of us was involved in drug dealing, one of us draws, one of us had a background in extreme and dangerous childhood sports. Three of us are queer. Two of us had the same childhood love interest.
We are so fucking Robin-coded it is not funny.
The government should give us money just for the sake of fulfilling out destiny
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just imagining a teeny tiny tim being absolutely devastated about jason’s death, that he manages to get on to dark forums to contact a mercenary for a hit on the joker’s life.
and who happens to be that mercenary? deathstroke.
tim wires money from his (admittedly very high) allowance to slade, who finishes the job within the week — news outlets are going crazy as nobody knows who pulled off such a stunt — bruce is confused, and dick is both grateful, that someone took the bastard who killed his baby brothers life, and angry, because bruce wasn’t the one to do it.
slade however? wants to investigate, someone finally had the gall to order a hit on the joker and he’s a little curious to see who it is.
only come to find a little boy all alone in a big house who spends his nights following around a vigilante in a furry suit.
and, well, slade hasn’t been the best parent, and probably doesn’t know how to deal with an average kid, but who can blame him when he begins to train tim into becoming a mercenary just like him — after all, how else is he gonna defend himself on the streets of gotham when he gallivants around with an expensive camera, a sign basically saying ‘kidnap me!’ strapped to his chest?
so what if the kid becomes robin and uses those skills in the cape? that’s batman’s problem to figure out.
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VALENTINE’S APPLICATION !!! ( for Drake bc I'm curious xoxo )
your name: Sanji.
your age: 26.
your perfect date: a walk along the beach or park where I get to tell you all about the native fish in the area. we end the night by me making you the best home cooked meal of you life.
make out in private or in public?: private.
do you like to cuddle?: Yes. Do you mind cold feet?
tell me something about you: I'd prefer my actions to speak for me ( wink wink wink )
why do you want to be my valentine?: What can I say? I'm a sucker for love.
Oh!
Now, it was surprising considering who, exactly, Sanji was--or perhaps, who he wasn't, really considering how he felt about Germa--but that wasn't important (at all) right now.
Having turned a bit scarlet at the Valentine (that he hadn't expected at all to be honest)--someone had some honest interest in him?--it really had Drake fluttering a little. What had he done aside from being a thorn in this man's side and then a sudden ally? Oh, it was very surprising, but Drake found himself ... curious. Yes, that was it.
Curiosity was flowing through him.
"The best home cooked meal of my life--well, we shall see about that (because no one beat his mother's cooking!) but as far as cold feet goes... I don't mind, as long as you keep me warm." Though Drake said this with an amused twist of the lips, he was also not kidding to a degree. Cold temperatures and dinosaurs didn't mix well, after all!
Maybe nothing would come of this, but honestly, the ginger was intrigued.
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st. john is 5'4 at best in my head.
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