i'm going to hurt you of course but first i'll go after all of your friends and--
i don't have any of those
you don't.. have those. not even one
and you aren't like.. lying. for your own/their sake
no i genuinely just don't have any and i wanted to save you the trouble of having to start the process of looking into it only to find nothing to work with, so
oh. ah. wow. that's.. polite. of you. i guess
this is like.. seriously bumming me out right now. are you.. busy tonight? oh. fuck. obviously you aren't. sorry. i'm sorry. wasn't trying to be insensitive. god. anyway. we're.. going to go to the movies, okay? i'm not getting any satisfaction out of.. that conversation. any joy just.. whoosh. right out the window. that whole exchange just truly ruined my current state emotionally and i'm.. getting you out of the house. asap
A little teaser of what I’m currently starting on. I decided to turn my genji sketch wip from my previous post into a blackwatch piece. So yeap edge Lord and his two edgy badass sons will be making their entrance. I’m so excited and I decide to work on gabe first and yeap really pleased with how he turn out. XD
Oh, I get it! He's possibly your son who you are waiting for the dna test to come back right?
What!? NO!! He isn't me dad!
*places his hand on Oscar's shoulder.* It's okay. I know it must be difficult to accept someone like Qrow to be your father.
I'M/HE'S NOT HIS/MY FATHER! I JUST MEET HIM!
Uh, Then why are you hanging with a kid?
He's... a student of Ozpin's. Ozpin told me if he ever died I was to give him his cane and continue his training.
*whispers* Nice cover.
Agreed. Qrow always was good at think on his-
OH THANK GOD! *Qrow, Oscar, and team jn_r all turn to stare with raised eyebrow at a little to happy Ruby, who notices this and starts to blush.* I, uh... I'm just... glad that Oscar isn't, uh, rela-IIIIII mean A LONG LOST SON! Yeah that's it! Hehe...hehe...
*Starts blushing as well.* Uh , Y-yeah... It would be unfortunate if we were relat-LONG Long lost relative.
*looks between the two before pointing to Oscar* No. *then points to Ruby.* No! *Points back to Oscar.* HEEEEELL No!
Oscar I know your hormones are hard to control but you can NOT date one of my students.
Summary: I don’t even know what to say for this one. It’s just another cute on of how you and Peter get together.
A/N: This was just a small cute thing that I started writing because I was bored and turned into this. It might be a bit rushed I don’t know.
“I’m not stupid, Y/N.” Wanda said as you tried not to listen to her. “It’s obvious.”
“It’s not that obvious.” You said in defence.
“I’m surprised that Peter is the only one who hasn’t noticed.”
“What the whole team knows?!” You said louder than necessary.
“Probably.” Wanda said poker faced but then she smirked slightly. You groaned and pulled a cushion from the sofa in front of your face.
You thought that you would be able to supress your feelings towards Tony’s newest addition to the team, but Peter was always there making you blush for no reason whenever he was in the room.
And clearly everyone had noticed.
“He won’t like me back.” You stated still behind the cushion.
You heard Wanda scoff and then laugh. “That’s ridiculous.”
“Really? I thought it was a rather practical way to think in this situation.” You threw the cushion back onto the sofa.
“Okay so Peter hasn’t straight out told me he likes you, but I’d put money on the fact that he does.”
Little did you know, Peter had actually (under pressure) confessed his feelings towards you to Clint and Wanda about an hour earlier. And as you and Wanda were talking, Clint and Peter were having a similar conversation in the room next door.
“You’d be losing your money then.”
“I doubt it.”
“Are you just trying to make me feel better?”
“Y/N, no. I brought it up because I thought it was about time you got off your ass and did something!” Wanda had a serious expression on her face now. “It’s excruciating watching you both just hover around each other.”
You sighed in defeat. You had to admit that you really wanted to start going out with Peter so you had to do something.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Wait about 10 seconds.”
Wanda smirked and looked towards one of the doors that lead out of the room.
You turned and followed her gaze, and right on cue who decides to open the door? Peter Parker.
You look back at Wanda who is looking over you to Peter with a rather smug expression on her face. You were convinced she’d planned this - which, evidently, she had.
“Peter?” Wanda said innocently.
“Uh… can I talk to Y/N for a second please?”
“Of course.” Wanda said still smiling as she gave you a small push.
“Okay!” You whisper shouted impatiently to Wanda.
You smiled weakly at Peter as you crossed the room to him. Just as you were about to go out of the door you looked back at Wanda who gave you a double thumbs up. You just rolled your eyes at her.
You stopped just outside the door and leant back against the wall facing Peter.
“So, what’s up?”
“Well I… um… have something to say to you.” Peter said. He had put his hands in his pockets.
“So do I, but you can go first.” You said quickly.
“No you go first!”
“No seriously it’s fine.”
“Okay…” Peter paused and took a step closer to you. “I like you Y/N.”
You bit your lip to suppress a smile. You were surprised - but more happy than surprised.
“Really like you.”
“Have Wanda spoken to you about this?” You had no idea why you wanted to ask that but it just sort of came out.
“No.” Peter looked taken back by that.
“Right, ignore that.”
A silence fell between you.
“That’s good because I like you too.” You said as confidently as you could. You took a step closer to Peter.
“Really?” Peter was defiantly shocked.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?”
Peter didn’t say anything as you grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him towards you. Your back hit the wall so you were pressed between Peter’s body and the wall.
“Kiss me, you idiot.” You said at almost a whisper.
Peter cracked a smile and touched his lips to yours. Falling head first into this, you deepened this kiss and wrapped your arms round Peter’s neck.
Suddenly, Tony’s voice sounded through the Compounds intercom.
“Parker, I don’t care what you are doing, drop it. Suit up.”
Peter groaned and pulled out of the kiss. Your foreheads just rested together.
Can we all just take a moment and realize what life would of actually been like if Connor didn't kill himself? I mean Connor was the only one to sign Evans cast and he even said "let's pretend we both have friends" he knows that Evan isn't a very social person and can't make a lot of friends either so Connor would most likely go back to Evan from time to time. Evan would feel a little awkward at first but would probably start to confide in Connor, thinking of him as a support system and the only one there for him and Connor would think the same about Evan. After time I bet they would become best friends and probably be bullied by everyone. They would go through times where they feel like they should just go away and not live anymore but they would never do it without telling the other first because they know that the other is going through the same thing and that they will know how to help. Soon they would start dating. They would secretly think of themselves as the perfect pair while everyone just looked at them and say "those freaks are meant for each other!" But they know why they are the perfect pair. It's because they can trust one another and can be there for one another and they know that if one of them decides that they want to leave and forget all the pain in their lives the other one would never be the same. They will both stay strong for each other. For forever.
"If you continue your attempts at flirting, I will be forced to take DRASTIC measures."
"I like watching you from behind."
"Stunning deduction sherlock."
*demonic voice* "by the darkest sun that casts its menacing rays of the furthest madness, we sense your intentions, (name). the gibbering of mad cultists whisper wicked words to temporal winds, they inform us that you are not to be trusted. Usurper. Usurper."
"I've heard a lot about you and your extensive collection of tank tops, like I'm thinking about getting like 10 more."
"Calm down little dude."
"the fear of drowning is a primal one. it's a feeling of helplessness, of losing all control. struggling against an inevitable fate as your lungs fill with water..."
"I don't need a piece of paper to tell me how to swim or how to fuck Dean Winchester."
"You know I had a dream like this once, you surprisingly had more clothes on, though, at least at the start."
"ten bucks says he dies."
"I'm gonna go run my feelings off."
"Yeah it didn't work out... for them."
"I have to go scream confusing, end-of-the-world ramblings at people under the freeway."
"I feel like I should argue this, but the potential for implied sexual antics is far too appealing."
"do not be alarmed! I am about to be hilarious."
"Maybe you should stop dragging me to these rap battles then!"
"I WANT YOU TO SHARE THE THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME!"
"I was under the impression there would be implied sexual antics, time to take matters into my own hands!"
"This feels a little exploitative."
"I need a soda. Or therapy. Probably both."
"Yeah it started because K-pop concert security is tougher than it looks but I just got hooked on the feeling of crushing someones face in with a solid right cross."
"sHHSHHshhshhhhh shut up shut up! shh I SMELL BOYS BEING GAY."
"Excuse me I am trying to scream my feelings into your mouth!"
"That wasn't hot... it was just fucking weird..."
"It's not what I would have you in, but I do appreciate beauty in all its many forms. mostly that cute booty though."
"hey, the heart wants what the heart wants."
"It may be hard to believe, but recently I lost the ability to read."
"Just because you can't read the words, doesn't mean you can't enjoy the book in a different way."
"boom! done. advice over. let's go get shitfaced!"
"Alright I brought the bitch-board for (name)."
"Alright let's call it what it is, a sissy paddle."
"calm down (name) we weren't talking about your internet search history."
"MY SWEET BABY SWAM!"
"didn't we make a pact to stop her from doing this weeb shit?"
"this better not be anymore or (name)'s weird porn!"
"Please call the police, because I look so good in this it should be against the law! uh, don't actually call the police though, I WILL incriminate all of you."
"Yeah but didn't they train on those islands where all those teenagers were killed? ...and those witch burnings happened? ...and all that toxic waste was spilled?"
"if you die, I get fired and I like this job. people don't ask questions here."
"fish-men walk among us. conquerers of land, BORN FROM THE OCEAN--"
"I don't need him to make weird pornography, I have prawns for that."
"Finally moving out, son? I'd like to say it's been fun. I'd like to. But I won't."
"hey check me out! I'm on a bout!"
"Sit down and stop making 2009 references!"
"nah, I scream enough at the unforgiving void of space."
"DON'T STEAL MY BONES!"
"You know, the ocean goblin? He lives in the ocean and if you don't brush your teeth he steals your bones."
"Ok I'm done for the day. If anyone needs me I'm gonna be in the tent looking at weird porn."
"Hey, you miss every ball you don't hit."
"You say 'you people' like you're not part of the family. I've got some news for you, you're already on the christmas card."
"You think these antics would fly at the german club?"
"brush your teeth, kid."
"Can you hear it? the ocean... it wants blood."
"I'm the best damn shot we've got."
"You know, when I was a kid, before my dad got hit by that train, he said, '(name) don't let your friends swim out into the ocean and get stranded on the haunted island of camp kill-a-teen.' and here we are... stranded on the... haunted island of camp kill-a-teen..."
"hey tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumbass!"
"It's fine, baby, if you get scared you can squeeze my hand."
"now let's make like scooby-doo and split up to find a clue."
"In 1991 a case was discovered where a man had the remains of over fifteen victims hidden in his apartment, over 40% of which were stored within his refrigerator. do you know how unsanitary that is?"
"you're so cute when you never shut up. Now shut up."
"all hail decision cube!"
"that's when you started walking on the wild side, right?"
"I AM NOT SOME PETTY CRIMINAL!"
"Does anyone want to hear my tragic backstory?"
"Bed? But what about possible axe-murderers?"
"And we solved the curse of the island, and realized that the real axe murderer was love, all along."
"It was a good night for all of us, let's spend more nights in abandoned lighthouses."
"That hottie from the track team is here and I wanna ask politely is he wants to get rowdy in the back of my dad's Prius."
Do you have any headcanons of Damian acting like a regular child his age?
Well as a matter of fact!
He has a sweet tooth, which is awkward because Bruce doesn’t really do desserts, and Damian usually tries to emulate Bruce’s habits as much as possible. The upside is that the Manor does stock junk food. The downside is that it’s technically Tim’s food, and he’s starting to ask questions.
Chocolate milk and peanut butter and honey sandwiches
Uses the blue kind of toothpaste because the mint stuff hurts his mouth. This information is classified and should not be passed on to the public.
Lowkey fascinated with anything that glows in the dark (Remember this. Important later.)
It’s not a blanket fort. It’s a hunting blind. Shut up.
Tugs on people’s capes to get their attention. Jackets work too. (But, Amy, you ask– What about Dick? He doesn’t wear a cape or a jacket!) You see it’s not a problem because Damian doesn’t need to get Dick’s attention. Grayson always pays attention.
I never thought it would last, truth be told. The Wolverine school for gifted youngsters. Sounded to me like a disaster in the making. But look at this place now. Look at you. [Wolverine and the X-men #42]