#ummmm......

[keikilahelas]

THIS BETTER NOT BE A FORESHADOW-

[simeleons]

you know what ? write that really self-indulgent self-insert OC fic that you’ve been putting off. 

it’s already written in the decimals of a non-terminating non-repeating number anyways ! that’s right, there’s very likely a section in the decimals of pi that translate to a fic of you kissing your fave character. 

so it’s already out there, all that’s left for you to do is write it ! ;)

[nydiadraws]

Doodle

[lyss2234]

Am I late....? Happy Sam septiceye day everyone!!💚

[devilmokujin]

[aocf]

im very good at making cocktails

[softgrungeprophet]

i think my opinion on peter not stopping harrison when he saw the man essentially torturing flash in high school... is that.... yeah it is weird that spider-man wouldn’t stop that but also that at that point... peter was still like... in high school and when you’re young, even if you’re spider-man, adults seem like they’re supposed to know what’s right and wrong and peter grew up with such moral, kind people raising him that, i feel like... it would be scary for a teenager to see that, even with spider-powers

like

oh, you know you can totally take him but he’s an Adult and you’re not (or maybe you legally are, but barely) and there’s this kid who you think of as so tough but he’s so small there, and you don’t know what to do, and you’re just a kid too, really, so you panic and you leave and try not to think about it because you’re like 17 or 18 and inexperienced at superheroing, and so on and so forth

but also peter’s impulsiveness says to me he probably would have intervened anyway.

so

mixed i guess

i can see it, or i suppose, explain why it could happen even if that was never technically stated, but it does still feel a little ooc for him to not just bust in and kick harrison in the face

[wellamarke]

humans prediction ficlet #1: nistrid

@humanspredictions

•••••

“I miss you.”

Astrid’s face is pixelated on the phone screen, tiny and blurred and not moving quite in sync with her voice. Still, she is perfect.

“I miss you too,” says Niska, tenderness in her clipped tone. She holds the phone a little closer. “It’s been too long, now. I could come home to you, and leave them to it.”

“Could you, though?” Astrid asks, knowingly. “It’s a delicate situation. They need you.”

It’s at times like this Niska is almost jealous of the ability to sigh out frustration in a sharp breath. Instead, the feeling tangles through her code, unvented. “I wish they didn’t.”

“So do I.” Astrid pauses. “Maybe it’s time I came to you. It wouldn’t be the first time I let my heart lead me out of Berlin.”

A smile steals its way onto Niska’s face without her even noticing the neural command. “I can’t ask you to do that.”

“You didn’t ask. I am just wilful and unpredictable.”

Niska locks eyes with Astrid’s, dares to wonder what if.