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@moralitae
hey guys, i haven’t forgotten about you. i am currently in tech week for next to normal, the musical i am in, and actually today is final dress --- we open tomorrow and it’s been a hard show to put on. i’ve been dedicating myself to one blog just for my sanity, but I miss my web-swinger, ok. xoxo.
oh hey, this is that thing called skype. add if mutuals, state url. also gonna be over on my void trash oc [ statikant ], so yeah.
aranearum:
❛ my bad, my bad! - jeez, where’s the fire, huh? ❜ body tilts to lean against building, brows furrowing with a curiosity. . ❛ sup, though? - - there’s no ACTUAL fire, right? ‘cos, that was just’a figure of speech! ❜
❝ well, if there WAS one, people would be SCREWED by now ! ❞ &, of course, he was just joking; that silly grin of his bright as he remained perched, looking down upon his elder. ❝ you’ve been a bit distant, so I got worried, ok? ❞
I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
webhead | uncle barton | other uncle barton | MJ THE BAE.
Anonymously send me '+' and a question and my muse has to answer honestly no matter how uncomfortable it makes them
76246:
miles for art!
❝ WHAT WOULD PETER PARKER DO?
hc + bravery.
if bravery could be defined in a few words, it would only need two. those words were RIO MORALES, the bravest woman miles has ever known ---- a simple woman who would stand up to a monster if it meant saving the lives of those around her; no powers or special abilities of her own, but only a gentle heart & a strong mind. miles is called brave over and over, but he’s not. he can only hope that one day he is as brave as his mother once was & every day, he lives in her memory.
hc + home
he no longer had a home. at least, not one he could feel an ounce of safeness in. his mother, dead. his father, lies still buried beneath. a world he no longer understands or has to will to know. home is where one goes to relax; to feel comfort ---- & perhaps, once, he had this, but nowadays, where does one like him turn for such a thing? a friend who understands but will never truly know how he feels? older heroes who only see him as a child with nothing to offer. home is a fallacy; a false hope and he knows that hope is a fickle flame on the verge of being snuffed out.
&, at this point, he wouldn’t care if it did.
send me ‘ hc ‘ + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.
rollindeepwith3cheeses:
Quick shout out to my favorite dudes in comics this year.
(I was gonna put a bow on Hawkeye so he wouldn’t just look like some dude, but working out that angle for a compound bow would’ve stopped being quick.)
Ultimate Comics: All-New Spider-Man #19
AND - I’m out of webs.
silkenmoon:
❛ it’ll only take a second– ❜
pen and paper already at hand, she gave the teen a once over, the soft vibration of her silk-sense hindering her speech– but, only long enough that it went as quickly as it came. she was still all out of wack, but, silk-sense or not, she needed something tangible to give to her boss. “first hand accounts” were only good for so long until her articles started to draw the WRONG sort of attention. ❛ new york’s got a new hero swinging through the city’s streets. she goes by SILK… have you heard of her? ❜
❝ okay, fine, shoot. ❞
if it’s not apparent yet, he’s far from amused right now, but he will try to compose himself. though, he does feel something off about this girl, but he does not speak on it --- he does, however, audibly sigh at her next words as he shrugs; crossing arms and longing to roll his eyes. ( but that would be rude. )
❝ nope, never heard of her; can i go? ❞
I guess some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.
Donnie Darko (via cloakedsight)
‘ Anyone ever tell you how your eyes sparkle when you’re angry? ’
independent clint barton. 616 && mcu.
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