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Spiderman Homecoming was A1

A1 means great

oh look another movie master post by ya girl here we go

  • ok im gonna start ya’ll off with a BANGER 
  • {{so get this when the Avengers first had their alien battle in New York (2012) Peter would have been 10 years old so I low-key think that it was Peter that did the little drawing of the Avengers that the movie opens with}} I have since rejected this theory completely upon realizing I wrote this post at 3am and how the fuck could he have it if Peter drew it???? Cmon me
  • Tony is trying SO HARD to be a better dad than Howard was
  • “How’s your daughter?” (u speak Spanish rly Peter)
  • when he’s standing on that building and that guy sees him and goes “Do a flip!” and he actually does
  • “Hey it’s my car dumbass.”
  • when he first walks into the bank and is trying to decide how to stand what a dork
  • Hannibal Buress’ two (2) scenes
  • him running through sprinklers
  • the dog
  • that whole scene where he was chasing the van
  • i feel like the past spider-men were like really graceful and swinging really neatly but this Peter literally hurls himself everywhere and crashes into so many things
  • “You know I’m a curious person by nature.”
  • when Peter rejoins the decathlon team 
  • “You can’t just abandon us then stroll up and expect to be welcomed back by everyone.”  “Hey, Peter welcome back!”
  • Ned has a sticker of the “this is fine” dog on his laptop
  • “Uh I put a tracker on someone, he’s a bad guy.”
  • “Nedcallmebacktheglowythingsabomb!”
  • “I don’t really want to celebrate something that was built by slaves.”
  • plus the guard during that scene and his little hand gesture
  • *Peter falls down the elevator shaft*  “Thank you.”
  • Donald Glover “I know what a girl sounds like.”
  • “That’ll dissolve in two hours!”  “I got ice cream, man.”
  • when he steals the keys from the guys on the ferry he says yoink
  • he is so frantic when he tries to save the ferry and distraught when it starts to fall apart again
  • he literally almost ripped himself in half to try to save it
  • “If you cared you’d actually be here.” Tony: “GUESS WHAT.”
  • deeper twist to that yes he’s there Peter just like his dad never was for him 
  • that scene was a good Dad Tony moment
  • “If you’re nothing without this suit, then you shouldn’t have it.” this is so important
  • ^ honestly i could go into so much detail about that just lemme know if you want me to ill make a whole ‘nother post about that shit
  • that hall pass was ridiculously huge
  • GOD the most jarring shift from Aunt May teaching Peter how to dance and tie and tie and there’s happy background music and he’s so excited then BAM fuckin Michael Keaton opens that door and ho-ly shit
  • he is so fucking scared during that whole scene in the house and in the car
  • he’s FIFTEEN years old and he’s got absolutely no idea what this guy will do if he finds out who Peter is. this is basically his frst encounter with a real villian and he scared shitless
  • he literally almost cries in the backseat when he sees Vulture start to figure it out
  • when Michelle flips Peter off at the dance and the way she flips Peter off at the dance
  • “I’m…looking at……porn..”
  • the fucking SCENE where he gets crushed he is so scared and so hurt and oh my god
  • Tom Holland’s acting was A fucking 1
  • he does good hurt/crying/scared noises that sounds weird but it is v important
  • “C’mon Spiderman!” 
  • how desperately he tried to save Vulture he is so good and pure and just really wants to protect people he doesn’t want anyone to die
  • “I’m trying to save you!”
  • the random school mascot running by towards the end??
  • the bathroom scene
  • Tony is so happy to have a son he loves Peter fight me
  • super random but i love the way Tony taps his watch to reveal the suit
  • “Look at that. Look at me.”
  • the way Tom turns his head when he says that is rly funny too
  • when Happy goes “He’s a good kid.” and Tony does that fucking shrug smile thing and the look was a mix of “Yea I know” but also like parental pride??? it’s a very specific look that i cannot fully explain
  • AFTER CREDIT SCENE Vulture is either protecting Peter bc he saved his life or he wants to kill Peter himself

come yell at me about any and all of this please


the ballad of mona lisa // panic! at the disco

it’s only fair


// after a few unfortunate events, harry and y/n find themselves at the fair and have some much needed fun


It was a hot day. Like a really hot day.

It’s times like these when Harry appreciates his short hair and doesn’t miss his heavy curls one bit. Sweat glistens on his face from the bright fair lights surrounding him and y/n. She’s sweating too but somehow the sheer layer of sweat coating her skin makes her look like a goddess. He thinks y/n looks like a goddess in all states– even in her frazzled and annoyed state, like this morning and afternoon.

The day did not start off the way Harry and y/n would’ve liked it to. For starters, the power died in the middle of the night which left the two of them in a puddle of sweat in the morning due to the lack of air conditioning. This did not leave y/n in a good mood. Her hair was frizzy and the shine on her face made her feel disgusting. She walked around the house in nothing but her bra and panties, trying to prevent sweat marks from appearing under her arms and around her thighs, which left Harry quite frustrated with her but did nothing about it, deeming it too hot for sex. Harry later decided that if he wasn’t going to get any sex, he was going to get food. He looked inside the fridge at least 6 times, which made y/n yell at him because she was sure that all of the food would spoil if Harry continued to open and close the fridge. So instead of boiling in their sauna, Harry suggested the two go out to grab lunch and maybe see a movie in an air conditioned theater.

All y/n wanted to do was to stay inside her air conditioned home with Harry and turn it down so much, they’d have to wrap themselves in blankets because it got too cold in the house. This was not the case. Instead, Harry and y/n found themselves on the shoulder of the freeway with two flat tires. It was nearly 100 degrees in the area and y/n, being the smart one, refused to leave the air on in the car because she didn’t want to overheat the Range Rover. The two had gotten out of the car and called a towing company, who said help wouldn’t get to them until 4:00, which was three hours away. They had no choice but to sit at the side of the freeway and complain. Harry wasn’t one to express his frustrations but y/n on the other hand was very vocal. The only words spewing from her mouth were “It’s so hot,” or “I’m literally dying.” To which Harry would say, “I know, love, I know it’s hot,” or “Yes, baby I know you’re dying.”

Harry was a very good boyfriend to say the least, and tried making the three hours go by quickly for him and y/n. He’d sing and tell her stupid jokes and then sing some more. Eventually the towing truck arrived, put on the two new tires and told Harry that they were good to go. Harry thanked the man, gave him a generous tip and opened the car door for y/n. She grimaced getting in, fearing the hot leather seat would burn her skin as much as the sun did. Y/n apologized profusely for complaining so much and asked Harry if he wanted to go to the fair instead of the movies. None of their day went as planned so she figured why not do what Harry has been begging to do. He always thought the fair was a romantic first date idea– one that he never got around to doing.

Now, here they are standing by the funnel cake and fried twinkies stands, debating which one they’d rather eat. “I’d prefer funnel cake,” y/n says softly, wrapping both of her arms around one of Harry’s and leaning her head against his shoulder. Harry nods as they walk up to the front and politely asks for one funnel cake with powdered sugar. He only got one cake because knowing y/n, she would never finish one on her own and Harry certainly does not want to eat his and finish y/n’s.

“Thank you,” Harry smiles to the kind lady who hands him his treat. Y/n finds a nice place for them to sit, right near the prize games. The bench was built around a big tree trunk so the leaves provide shade from the little sun that was left in the sky. Unfortunately, this meant Harry wasn’t going to get his moment looking at the sunset with y/n in the ferris wheel when it “breaks” on them when they’re at the top. He laughs to himself, thinking how cheesy he’s gotten since being in a relationship. Once swallowing her bite of funnel cake y/n asks, “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” Harry chuckles. “Just thinkin’ about how I was gonna ask the guy at the ferris wheel to stop it when we’re at the top.”

Y/n laughs too. “That only happens in movies.”

“Our life is kinda like a movie. I mean, we woke up with no air conditioning, we got two flat tires and my girlfriend complained the whole day. Yet, here I am sharing a funnel cake with her.” Harry concludes by shoving the fork into his mouth, savoring the sweet powdered sugar coating his lips.

“I’m sorry for complaining so much today,” y/n apologizes. “You know the heat just drives me crazy and I know I can be a bitch about it and-”

Harry cuts her off with a peck to the lips and he smiles when he notices the powdered sugar on his lips transferred onto hers.

“You still love me?” y/n jokingly asks him.

Harry purses his lips and shakes his head. “Nope, can’t stand you. We’re breaking up,” he laughs.

Y/n gasps and smacks his arm playfully. “Shut up, you love me,” she says, getting up and walking to the nearest garbage can to throw away their plate. Harry follows her and quickly grabs her hand as he notices some teenage boys looking in her direction. Harry can be quite possessive at times, always fearing that y/n will find someone better, someone who’s around more. The boys continue to look at y/n though, no doubt because of what she’s wearing. The weather, of course, influenced y/n to wear a cute sundress that might be a little too short if she raised her arms to the air— which is exactly what she’s doing as she points to the giant bears mounted to the walls at one of the carnival games. “Harry, let’s get that bear!” she exclaims. She runs over to the very bored looking worker and asks if she can play. He rolls his eyes and tells her it’s two dollars. Y/n pays with her own money and receives the three rings to throw around the bottles.

“Let me do it,” Harry says, reaching his hand out to get the rings from y/n. However, she shakes her head.

“No, I wanna do it,” she states childishly. She tosses the first ring and much to Harry’s surprise, it lands around the neck of one of the milk bottles. “Yes!” y/n whispers under her breath.

Harry stands behind her, admiring her little happy dance she made when the rings didn’t end up on the floor or between the bottles. Y/n successfully got all three rings around a bottle and the poor worker had to get up from his chair to ask y/n which prize she wanted. She very happily said the giant brown bear. The man trudged over to get it for her and Harry laughed. “What on earth are yeh going to do with that thing?”

Y/n grabs the bear from the man, spins around and holds it out to Harry. “Give it to you!” she replies. Harry looks at her like she’s joking. “C'mon, take the bear H, my arms are getting tired!”

He groans and takes the bear from her hands. “This isn’t right, poppet. I’m the one supposed to be giving you the bear.”

“Well you said so yourself, what the hell am I gonna do with a giant bear? I gave it to you for you to give to some little girl or something,” y/n shrugs.

“Okay,” he agrees. “But I’m going to win yeh something, so yeh can give a kid a bear too. iI mean, it’s only fair.” Harry looks at his girlfriend with wide eyes and a ridiculous grin, waiting to see if she got his pun. “G-get it? Because, like, we’re at the fair and it would be fair if I won yeh something and like-”

“Yes Harry, I get it you dork,” y/n giggles. “Alright well which game are you going to do?”

“Maybe the one you did?” Harry answers. “That can’t be too hard, right?”

Y/n doesn’t say anything. She just gestures her hand forward, as if it’s an invitation for Harry to proceed with the ring toss. He does so, repeating y/n’s previous actions by giving the guy, whose name tag says Dave, two dollars. Harry tosses his first ring and misses completely. Y/n snickers at his failed attempted and Harry shushes her. He says, “Quiet, love. I’m trying to concentrate.”

Harry misses again.

And again.

Harry gives Dave another two dollars.

He misses again.

And again.

And again.

“You know what man,” Dave begins, getting up from his chair. “You’re gonna be here,” he reaches for another bear, “all night so i’m just gonna give this to you. Dave hands Harry a white bear and says, “Now get out of here and have your girlfriend teach you how to throw.”

Y/n laughs and thanks the man with a smile. While y/n pulls Harry away from the game he yells, “I played football growing up, not football! Wait no, I mean soccer, not football!” Y/n laughs some more at Harry’s explanation for having a crappy throw, completely stumbling through his words.

“Wow, you’re really bad at that,” y/n chirps while swinging their joined hands front and back through the air. Harry stays quiet and lets y/n lead the way. She skips towards the ferris wheel so Harry can finally experience what it would be like to go on one with his girlfriend. “Sorry this couldn’t have been part of our first date,” she says as they get on. Their first date was in Milan, the day before the band filmed the Where We Are Tour at the San Siro Stadium so there’s not much for y/n to complain about. Harry nods and squeezes in next to her, each of their bears sitting on their laps. Neither of them speak but the silence between them is comforting. They both hold onto their bears while looking around the fair from their new point of view. Everyone looks a little smaller and the illuminating lights make Harry think about y/n’s eyes when she talks about things she loves.

“You met a lot of fans today,” y/n speaks up.

“Yeah, and some even wanted yeh in the pictures,” Harry remarks, dropping his arm over y/n’s shoulder, trying to bring her closer to him. He’s never been one for heights (despite the sign of the times music video), so he hopes keeping y/n close will comfort him.

Y/n scoffs. “Except for that one girl who made me take the picture!”

“Maybe she doesn’t like yeh! Also who else would’ve taken the picture?” Harry asks. His grip on y/n comes tighter as the ferris wheel makes a few bumpy movements.

“Uh, she could’ve just taken a selfie. Also, me? Not liked? How dare someone not like me?” She jokes. Y/n’s sarcasm has always been one of Harry’s favorite qualities about her. She has always been unapologetically herself and that didn’t change one bit when she and Harry started dating. She knew how to hold her own and take the hate thrown at her (which wasn’t much, everyone loves her).

I like you,” Harry cheers. “And that’s all that matters, right?”

“Yeah, never stop liking me. I don’t think many people appreciate my complaining when it’s hot.” y/n replies, along with leaving Harry a kiss on the cheek.

“Well that’s part of who yeh are, love. And yeh know, when it gets hot wherever we are, we can go somewhere that’s cold,” Harry explains. Y/n nods and their ride comes to an end. Harry is bummed that the ride didn’t break when they were at the top, but also a bit relieved because of the whole heights thing.

The two of them make their way to the exit of the fair, still holding both of the bears. While walking out, y/n spots a family of four in the parking lot: a brother and sister and their dads. Both of the kids are crying and y/n tells Harry she knows who she wants to give the bears to. Harry notices the family as well and agrees with his girlfriend. Y/n, feeling anxious about approaching the family, makes Harry speak first.

“Hi, um, I’m hHarry and this is my girlfriend y/n,” Harry introduces himself to the dad with the shaved head. “Well, um, we won each other these bears but um, we don’t really know what we’re going to do with them so would- would yeh like to take them off of our hands?” Harry asks, finally getting to his point.

“Oh, that’s very kind but-” the dad begins, but is abruptly interrupted by his son. His crying ceases and he runs for y/n’s bear, screaming with joy. He takes it in the tightest hug imaginable, while the little girl hides behind her other dad’s legs. Y/n gladly gives up her bear and introduces herself to the boy. She learns his name is Micah. Meanwhile, Harry crouches down in front of the little girl and gently extends the bear towards the girl.

“Hello, I’m Harry. My girlfriend over there,” he gestures to y/n who is still talking to Micah. “She won this for me but we both think that these bears will be a lot happier with you and your brother.” The girl comes away from her shield and steps out into perfect view for Harry to see her. She has on a pink dress with white flowers scattered around the fabric. Her hands remain behind her back while she wiggles around. She looks up to her dad, to see if she can accept Harry’s gift. He gives her a little nod and smile. This is all she needs because once she sees that nod, she snags the bear right out of Harry’s hand.

“What do you say, Lydia?” The dad asks his daughter.

Lydia whispers a small thank you and goes back to hiding behind her dad. “Thank you,” her dad repeats. Harry and y/n grin, happy that 1. they got rid of those bears and 2. they probably made those kids’ day. They bid the family a goodbye and struggle to find their car.

Uh-oh, not more car problems…

Harry raises his arm in the air, continuously pressing the buttons on the remote, while they look around the parking lot for their Range Rover. (Probably the nicest car in the parking lot of a fair). “Harrrryyyyy,” y/n drags his name out. “How do you not remember where you parked the car?”

“I do remember!” Harry exclaims. “But it’s dark and the car is black!” Harry continues to the press buttons. “Wait, aren’t yeh like, supposed to put the thing up to your chin and then you’ll find your car?”

Y/n furrows her eyebrows, though Harry can’t see. “I’m pretty sure that’s a myth, babe.”

Harry shrugs and tries it anyways.

Beep, beep.

Both of their eyebrows raise and they look at each other surprised. “I stand corrected,” y/n says, walking in the direction of the car. They both sigh once they reach the car and state their exhaustion. “What a day,” y/n says, getting into the vehicle.

Harry agrees and starts up the car without further conversation. Y/n is quick to fall asleep so her soft breathing is all Harry listens to. It’s too comforting to play music over. The drive home is brief as there’s not much traffic this late in the night. Getting y/n inside is a bit of a struggle as Harry doesn’t want to wake sleeping beauty up. He couldn’t figure out the best way to carry her; like, is he supposed to toss her over his shoulder? Is he supposed to carry her bridal style? He opts for the latter and somehow makes his way inside with out waking her. A heavy sleeper this one is.

Much to harry’s relief, the power came back sometime during the day which meant the air conditioning was on full blast. If only y/n was awake to appreciate the coolness. Harry settles y/n onto their bed and whispers to her that he’s going to take her clothes off to get her changed into her pajamas. All the movement leaves y/n stirring, but not fully awake. She mumbles incoherent things as Harry slides off her underwear. “Mmm, no Harry. Too tired for sex.”

“No, love,” Harry chuckles. “I’m just gettin’ yeh ready for bed, that’s all.” He pulls her dress over her head, unclasps her bra and somehow wiggles on her sleep shirt. “There we go,” he kisses y/n’s nose. “All ready fo’ bed.”

Y/n miraculously finds enough energy to shimmy her way under the comforter and tell Harry that she loves him. He tells her he loves her too and thanks her for the day they had. Harry places a kiss to y/n’s clothed shoulder and drifts himself off to sleep.


[authors note • i have lots of doubts about posting this but @helplesslyharry told me to bc she likes it so…. also, yes i named the girl lydia after the little girl at the OTRA concert. if u haven’t seen it or wanna watch it again, here’s the video lol. thank u for reading i love u lots and pls leave me talk to me!!]

as much as we make fun of the lead singer of smash mouth or guy ferri, slowly finding out they are some of the most friendly, accepting and supportive dudes is a really nice surprise?

just so many ‘handsome’ fuckboi celebrities end up being total jackasses, so seeing the mayor of flavortown being so involved in the gay community and fuckin Mr. Shrek soundtrack guy openly being supportive of trans ppl it’s… it’s so nice?

like you can keep your classist, ableist and homophobic Benedict Cumberbatch we got them genuine meme boys on our side


“You hurt me, Jordan. You broke my heart and I’ll never stop trying to hurt you back!”

Star Sapphire is driven by vengeance and empowered by her refusal to be hurt. She, unlike many other super-powered individuals, fights for herself, for her own sake. The dichotomy of Carol and Star Sapphire serves not as a contradiction, but rather as an emphasis on the extent to which she’s been hurt- Carol becomes Star out of necessity, out of an adamant refusal to self-deprecate in the face of misfortunes. Her choice of sadism over masochism frustrates the archetypal and hegemonic woman, allowing her to simultaneously embody femininity and weaponize it.


Gif source:  ((Unknown))

Imagine going to a fair with Stiles and he wins you the stuffed toy you wanted. To finish out the trip, you guys ride the Ferris Wheel, where at the top, you kiss.

——— Request for ryleeroseb4 ———

Clutching the toy in one hand, you hold the bar with the other, looking out over the fair from the Ferris Wheel as it lifted you higher and higher. Deciding to spend the day at the fair with Stiles had been a wonderful choice, and you were almost sad as you anticipated its end, but sitting next to him, now, kept you from dwelling too much on the fact that it was almost over.

“It’s so pretty from up here,” you comment, looking down at the lights and people who descended upon the fair as the sun went down and the moon rose overhead, nightfall accentuating the different colors as they came together in a chorus of reds, yellows, and blues. When you look towards Stiles, you find him staring at you as he leaned back in the seat, causing it to rock a little from front to back, “I still can’t believe you managed to win at the bottle game. You were amazing!”

“You wanted that toy,” Stiles says simply, a grin playing on his lips. As the Ferris Wheel takes you closer to the top, it’s your turn to lean back, settling in beside him as the seat rocks again with a creak.

“Thank you, Stiles,” you lean towards him, deciding to make the move you’d been wanting to all night and, much to the excitement of the butterflies in your stomach, Stiles leans towards you, too. He meets you halfway as your hand comes up to his neck, lips moving against yours in a collection of smaller kisses that eventually meld into one, longer kiss that brings you to reach the top of the Wheel, but neither of you were bothered with the view it provided at the moment.

When he does part, you’re already halfway down the Ferris Wheel again, beginning your descent into the end of the night as Stiles breathes against your lips before delving in for another kiss, “You’re welcome.”

Johnny Soulmate AU

Soulmate au where you have a timer on your wrist that counts down the time until you meet your soulmate and then resets and counts down the time you have left with your soulmate

i feel angsty (even though i suck at angst lmao) and im actually writing and not doing a text scenario? wow be proud of me even though i suck at actual writing

  • 4:27:03
  • Today is the day you meet your soulmate
  •  It starts off like any other day, but knowing that youre going to meet your soulmate today makes you feel all giddy inside
  • Being the hopeless romantic you are, youve dreamed of this moment for so long and now its about to happen. 
  • What’s he going to look like?
  • What is he like? 
  • How are we going to meet?
  • These questions have always gone through your head. And today, youre going to get answers to all of these questions.
  • 3:39:59
  • You had made plans to go out with your friends today to get your mind off of your timer, but you were always checking it to make sure you didnt miss your soulmate
  • 2:01:02
  • “Y/N come on we’re going to the cafe now.”
  • “Sorry im coming”
  • Youre getting more and more anxious about finally meeting him that youre shaking no, barely holding your drink steady
  • “Y/N calm down youre soulmates, he has to like you”
  • “yeah i guess youre right haha”
  • 00:30:48
  • you finally leave the cafe and start walking around the block with your friend
  • but then you realize you forgot your phone at the cafe whoops
  • 00:03:12
  • you sprint back to get your phone when you bump into someone vERY TALL
  • 00:00:00
  • “oh shit im so sorr- oh my god i think we’re soulmates”
  • !!!
  • “yeah um im y/n”
  • “And im johnny. (lmao sorry not sorry) i know this is short notice but would like to go on a date with me?”
  • 04:02:10
  • so yall go on a date to the carnival down the street
  • he wins you a stuffed animal at the ring toss and hes hella proud bc he usually sucks at it
  • 3:30:34
  • ofc you guys go on the ferris wheel and when you get to the top, you share a kiss
  • its slow but full of emotion
  • 2:28:14 
  • its getting late
  • so he walks you back to your place but then you ask him if he wants to cuddle
  • and hes like “shit yeah i do”
  • 1:42:53
  • so yall watch movies and you sit on his lap while his arms wrap around you with his head in the crook of your neck
  • “y/n i know we just met but i love you”
  • “i love you too johnny”
  • yall go back outside for a little walk before you guys officially call it a night
  • 00:47:04
  • thats when you noticed your wrist
  • and you start to cry
  • “johnny im so sorry”
  • “???”
  • and then he notices your wrist too
  • “y/n we didnt know each other long and im so sorry we didnt get that much time together but just know i love you so much and i appreciate this time i had with you”
  • 00:00:30
  • Someone runs by you two and ends up pushing you into the street where a car is seen coming
  • this is it for you
  • you squeeze your eyes shut waiting for the impact
  • 00:00:00
  • but it never comes
  • youre pulled back onto the sidewalk, safe and unharmed
  • but no one can escape fate
  • tears are coming down your face
  • the universe is a cruel being
  • one person saved means another lost
  • youll never forget the man who exchanged his life for yours
Spider-Girl (Mini Series 2/3)

Summary: In an alternate universe where Spider-Man doesn’t exist, Spider-Girl does. Instead of Peter Parker being bitten by a radioactive spider, it was the reader. And now she becomes the web slinging hero, destined to save New York…

Warning: nothing

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Type: Part two of three of my mini series

Requested: @captain-sherlockomg

Part One Here / Part Three Here

A/N: Just forewarning you, there is a massive time skip here in this one from the last one. I decided not to write about the Washington DC trip just to save time and energy. This one will take place at the time of the Staten Island Ferry incident. Just to let you know…


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