I swear, I think the cast is legitimately trolling us with these pictures. They know we are desperate for anything on S5. They know we are absolutely losing our shit over Blue Shirt™ and the new scruff. They are teasing us and it’s slowly killing me
Headcanon: Nino decides to study filmmaking at university and often wonders why he still keeps trying to use his friends for his movies since they obviously don’t understand that only the director gets to say “cut”.
Also I just wanted a reason to draw an angry but somehow still fluffy Nino.
So I finally cracked and did some writing for Spider-man. Namely a Peter Parker and reader imagine. I didn’t like the idea of plugging in a bunch of [Y/N] everywhere, so I kept it very open.
Be aware that this a bit on the mature side. It’s also very angsty, with some good fluff intermixed throughout. It jumps back and forth in time to tell a story. Peter is in his early twenties here.
Based off of Tom Holland’s Spider-man, because obviously he’s the best.
Triggers to be aware of: Mentions of possible rape and death. Angst. Very brief mentions of nudity.
Summary:You’d silently crushed on Peter all throughout your childhood, and even into adulthood, paying attention to him from afar but never having the courage to do anything about it. Until your job allows the avenue to connect with Peter, which turns into a full blown friendship. One evening something happens, you are attacked by a group of thugs, Spider-man comes to the rescue in the nick of time. You come to Spider-man’s rescue in the nick of time.
This beast is 4,493 words.
The rain was coming down in torrents. The stench of garbage,
sweat and blood hit your nostrils as everything dampened. Saltiness met your
lips as you tasted the tears and blood from the gash above your brow they
had left you with. Your breath was coming too fast; ragged, stuttering, and
wheezy; the burning smell of gunpowder finally matching your inhale. Your chest
ached. Your head was pounding in time with your racing heart.
You were cold.
Surely he was dead.
The sound of the gun should’ve been loud enough to wake
anyone. In fact, you could hear people calling out from their windows; a shadow
looked down from the fire escape above; sound making its way to your ears, but
your brain wasn’t ready, wasn’t able to process it with the sight of the bodies
in front of you. The broken figure in blue and red, his brown locks peeking out
from the places his mask had split open. His skin was alarmingly pale, shocking
against the colors of the suit. You had never seen him this still.
OMGCP characters as things my parents have said or done
<b><p></b> <b>Bitty:</b> "Can you help me find the old peanut jar we cleaned out? I made chrysanthemum tea and need to give some to your cousin but can't use a good container because Lord knows that that girl never gives back anything we lend her."<p/><b>Jack:</b> "If I tell your mom that this rock is a fossil do you think she'll let me keep it? ... No, it's not really a fossil I just think it's pretty."<p/><b>Shitty:</b> *Dad walks down the stairs shirtless, makes eye contact with me* "Well it's not like I actually need a shirt right now." *Walks away* <p/><b>Lardo:</b> *Mom walks up behind Dad with a pair of scissors as he washes the dishes and cuts straight up the back of his shirt* "This shirt was way too old. It was time for it to die."<p/><b>Ransom:</b> "Honey, did you update the freezer inventory spreadsheet? I'm missing a fish and have an undocumented loaf of bread."<p/><b>Holster:</b> *Dad knocks on my closed bedroom door* "I have finally found your snow gloves, you have no excuse. Do you want to build a snowman?"<p/><b>Nursey:</b> "I don't understand why your mom is so worked up - the snow was going to be shoveled anyways, why couldn't we lie in it first? I mean, it's fluffy."<p/><b>Dex:</b> "Have you seen the mini staple gun? I need it to fix the water filter because your mother cranked it too hard and it broke again. Duct tape only works for so long."<p/><b>Chowder:</b> *Mom, 40+, gets carded at the liquor store* "While I'm flattered, I can't tell if you're joking or just blind."<p/><b>Bad Bob:</b> "Are you ready for bed? Good. Let's see how many of the NHL team names you can get right before you fall asleep. Go on, get under the covers and let's start on the west coast."<p/><b>Alicia:</b> "Mom, I look like a lumpy potato" "A very cute lumpy potato, now, let me send this baby picture to all your relatives."<p/><b>Kent:</b> *Dad rolls down the windows and blares Celine Dion* "My heart will, go on and ooooooooooooon"<p/></p><b>Tater:</b> "Dad, mom's making fried rice for dinner." *Dad, exaggerating to make fun of his own accent* "Ah yes, fly lice. Very good. Gahlic Fly Lice"<p/><p/></p>
Inspired by Tyler’s insta story yesterday, I got a request of “I need a tyler seguin imagine based on his insta story where he’s inured and its super cute and maybe he tries to have sex and his injury gets in the way pls and thx i love you”
Warning: Explicit content and swearing
Word Count 2780
“Come love me!”
I glance up from my book, shielding my eyes from the bright sun and spy Tyler sprawled out in the grass with Marshall and Cash. Both dogs are heavily interested in their own toys and pay their dad no attention whatsoever.