#snorts

[watmalik]

Iceman after he quit smoking, probably:

[backp0rchpoet]

guys i’m still here .

[vero-lynn]

Toby fighting Masky gives major sibling vibes

Fighting for daddy's approval

[mercurio-shadowz]

is spinner imortal like shadow ??

One word:

💥

[jacenotjason]

you could totally make a That's Not My Neighbor AU with Welcome Home. it'd be sick,, wouldn't even have to change the title

[noah-wyles]

horny on main

[trulybetty]

{ the pitt } moodboard | black tie affair.

something that might or might not be plotted out in the drafts, because god forbid I finish one wip at a time.

The night started with sequins—so many of them and all attached to your dress, catching the light off of the extravagant centrepieces at each table like you’d been dipped in champagne and sent out as bait. In a way you had. Your firm was one of the primary sponsors of the gala. Not the top one—no, that was saved for the tech empire funding the new neuro wing—but definitely loud enough to be printed in gold foil on the front of the program. And you, said bait? Your job that night while the higher ups gloated, was to make sure no one forgot that. You were the charming face to a faceless donation, tasked with steering conversations just enough to ensure your company’s name rolled off the tongues as easily as the merlot did.