#herographed

[exigencism]

punches a squid while retaining direct eye contact . / 100% serious ask

“SQUIDS HAVE TWO FINS AND CIRCULAR PUPILS, YOU FUCK! OCTOPI HAVE ROUND HEADS AND RECTANGULAR PUPILS!”

[sensesdialed-aa]

@herographed​ asked: ❛ You know it’s horrible now, but I hope it turns out okay. Like children. ❜ //  tiktok sentence starters

       PETER CAN’T HELP BUT LAUGH— albeit, an awkward one, the kind where he definitely finds the joke funny but the... uh, ‘metaphor’ is so out of left field it manages to throw him for a loop for a moment. “I mean that’s one way to look at it,” He nods, with a tired smile as if he isn’t about to throw out more jokes about the most catastrophic event to hit the world yet “I WOULD say yeah, but I dunno, I feel like MY experience from a child to now has kinda been the opposite of that, you know with the whole... turning out okay thing, so— ... actually I have no idea what else I’d say either, so... never mind, good point!” 

[feigncourage-moved]

“You don’t need to tell me everything. I just want to know how I can help.”

@herographed​    |    prompt.

this   is   the   last   thing   he   ever   could’ve   wanted   .     he’s   good   at   hiding   his   bruises   ,   generally   speaking   no   one   will   ever   see   them   .     but   then   along   comes   sonny   ,   quiet   footsteps   that   kurt   hadn’t   heard   and   then   before   he   knew   what   was   going   on   the   boy   was   asking   about   the   horrific   bruises   on   his   back   and   arms   that   they   both   know   didn’t   come   from   fucking   up   during   one   of   his   routines   .     there   are   obvious   handprint   shaped   bruises   on   his   arm   ,   something   kurt   isn’t   at   all   capable   of   talking   his   way   out   of   .     gaze   lingers   on   sonny   before   his   gaze   drops   and   his   shirt   is   quickly   pulled   on   ,   quick   to   cover   the   shades   of   purple   and   yellow   that   tarnish   pale   skin   .     as   if   hiding   his   bruises   means   they’re   not   there   ,   as   if   looking   away   from   sonny   means   the   boy   isn’t   watching   him   with   worried   eyes.

its   obvious   that   kurt’s   not   at   the   top   of   his   game   ,   his   entire   practice   had   been   full   of   sloppier   than   usual   moves   and   wincing   after   just   about   every   move   .     subtle   enough   that   no   one   would   notice   unless   theyre   really   paying   attention   to   him .   ❝  nothings   goin—  ❞    he   attempts   to   sling   his   bag   over   his   shoulder   as   he   speaks   ,   but   it   lands   in   just   the   right   way   to   be   painful   ,   to   cut   off   his   words   and   draw   out   the   softest   whimper   .     hardly   the   display   of   stoicism   he   was   going   for .   ❝  i’m—i’m   fine .  ❞

[herodrowned]

points at otto's arms, but only flo. "slayed the house down, houston, im deceased."

Flo knows it too. She is chirping at Sonny quite cheerfully as the others do the mechanical equivalent to pouting like children. 

[herodrowned]

flicks rolled up paper balls at otto

Ponk, ponk, ponk...

Otto barely moves from his seat at his desk, as the pile of crumpled papers accumulates further. Ponk, ponk, ponk. He’s pretty sure Sonny is aiming ( and hitting his target; the top of his head ) quite well, for which he can be proud of. And, of course, means that Otto has gathered enough “data” as to their trajectory and timing. So, if he’s getting this right... ponk, ponk- He uses his pen to hit one and sends it right back to Sonny.

[herodrowned]

📂

Headcanon meme

[[ Otto didn’t really care about his sexuality, in a sense. He just knew he liked people for a variety of reasons and was like “ok, that’s how it is” and went on with his life... but he finds it really hard to express interest in people ]]

[symbiiotic]

𝟹𝟸﹕ 𝑆𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅  𝑆𝐻𝑂𝑉𝐸𝑆  𝑅𝐸𝐶𝐸𝐼𝑉𝐸𝑅  𝑂𝑈𝑇  𝑂𝐹  𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 . 💀      /      @herographed​​

𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄'𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐀  𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑.  There  was  a  day,  maybe,  that  he  coulda  gone  that  way  ——  back  when  his  home  life  was  rough  and  he  had  decisions  about  where  to  take  his  life  ——  but  he  managed  to  pull  himself  together.  So,  nah,  he's  not  a  fighter;  before  Venom,  he  barely  had  an  instinct  for  it  to  speak  of.

And  so?  When  he's  shoved?  ——  he's  taken  off-guard,  but  his  other  is  swift  to  push  the  arm  back,  catch  him  before  he  can  stagger  too  far,  give  his  brain  a  second  to  catch  up  to  what,  exactly,  is  HAPPENING.

"  Dude,  "  he  protests,  aggravated,  holding  out  a  hand  in  half-appeasement  and  half  a  sort've  settling  gesture.  "  The  fuck?  Words,  man,  not  ——  that.  "

His  other,  meanwhile,  is  an  insulted  roar  in  his  skull.  [  𝚆𝙴  𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳  𝚄𝚂𝙴  𝙾𝚄𝚁  𝚃𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙷  !  ]

Eddie  closes  his  eyes  for  a  heartbeat,  sets  his  jaw,  and  just  ——  with  forced  calm,  says,  "  What  is  going  on?  "

[spidxr3]

" i'd happily go kick their arse, but i don't think that would help you. "

      “Yeah -- I don’t want you ending up in a hospital bed today, pal.”

@herographed​