The Only Boy Who Hasn’t Let Me Down Is Peter Parker 

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- it can be anonymous or not, your choice

- send your gender(?), sexual preference, height, appearance and traits you possess! hobbies and things you enjoy!

easy peasy :)

i’ll tell you who i ship you with out of the marvel bunch!

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it's almost 2am and all I'm hearing is the Star Wars theme song hELP

If this ain’t me

I hate when people casually discuss superheroes because I’m sitting in the corner with KNOWLEDGE and OPINIONS but I just have to smile and be like “haha yeah I like superman too” so I don’t scare anyone

THIS IS SO CUTE ??

Y/N: Sweet Pea is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Cheryl: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kill him.

Fangs: Tackle him.

Toni: Dump him.

Jughead: Kick him in the shin.

Sweet Pea: NO TO ALL OF THOSE. JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN.

please, can I call you her name? (tim drake x super!reader)

-this is the same timeline as my “Two Years” series, just much later :)- 

-also, inspired by Cornerstone by Arctic Monkeys-

…

Your death had been everything but easy for Tim.

It had come as a surprise to everyone; especially your family, and especially the Waynes.

It wasn’t at all difficult to figure out who did it: Luthor, of course. However, the world’s second greatest detective (and even the world’s first) was so blinded by your death, that Luthor slipped his mind. He immediately turned to aliens or some otherworldly force to explain your death, but ultimately it was your father who had to relay the message as to who your killer was.

The last thing Clark wanted to do was confront Tim. He knew how much you loved him, and he you, and seeing Tim made him think of your smile and laugh, the one you shared with Tim so often.

But, it had to be done. Tim was locked in his room and it was messier than usual. Papers everywhere, articles littering the floor, even one that your mother had to painfully write, for no one knew that “The Death of Supergirl” was actually “The Death of my Daughter.” Clark opened the door with force, as his eyes met the boy. Dark circles and tears evident. And one word made the boy go insane. 

“Luthor.”

Everything he had he pushed off his desk, even his computer and coffee. He groaned and screamed, angry at himself and Luthor, of course. Without another thought, he ran towards your father, who didn’t budge when the boy ran into him full force, hitting his chest, using him as a punching bag to get out his anger. When Clark had enough, he pulled the broken boy into a hug, both of them mourning a loved one lost.

—

No more than two months later, Tim was back to work but not back to himself. He had a team to keep up with, whether that meant you were on it or not. Everyone was hurt by your loss, of course, but none compare to him. 

That became evident when he mistook Miss Martian (yes, ridiculous of him) as you while she was piloting. M’gann, being so close to you, had picked up on a few of your mannerisms, including what you would say to Tim when you needed his help with tech on the jet. 

“Red, I could really use your hand right now!” There was a red warning light flashing and M’gann didn’t know what to do. Tim was simply sitting down, his head in space (a usual habit since your departure), but as he shot his head up because he thought he heard your voice, he tricked himself into thinking it was you. He and M’gann locked eyes for a few moments before she realized what was going on in his head.

She looked at him with a sincere gaze but firmly said his name again.

“Tim.”

He instantly stood up, snapping out of his daze, but he too realized what he was doing, and looked aside of M’gann, embarrassed. He walked over to her mumbling, “oh, right,” under his breath as he took controls from her and fixed the situation with ease.

Once it was smooth sailing again, without eye contact he asked her the question she knew was coming.

“Could I call you her name?” he already knew the answer, but he wanted to deny it.

She hesitated to say something, and almost put her hand on his shoulder, but decided it better to walk away.

—

A few days later, Tim was walking aimlessly around the manor, simply searching for something that would take his mind off of you. He wandered into the library and found Barbara and Dick sitting across from each other on opposite couches. Babs was deep in a book while Dick was looking over what looked like case files, occasionally checking his phone.

Tim pictured you sitting on that couch, reading just like Babs. He stood looking intently at her, as if it were you, eyebrows scrunching with focus, chewing on the inside of your lip, or twirling your hair while you read. Just like you always did. 

He started to tear up without realizing it, and when he sniffled was when Dick noticed his presence, prompting Barbara to look up as well.

Dick knew what his brother was going through, and his heart hurt for him; knowing he couldn’t do anything to help, for all Tim wanted was you.

Tim dragged his feet over to the couch and sat close to Barbara, laying his forehead on her shoulder so that his face was hidden. Babs ran her fingers through his hair ( she was one of your best friends, and it hadn’t been easy for her either).

In between sniffs, Tim asked the burning question.

“Please…can I call you her name?” 

“Oh, Tim…” Dick stood up upon hearing his brother’s comment and seeing Barbara’s sad gaze. He sat down next to Tim and pulled him into his chest, letting him sob as Barbara left the room, tears now forming in her eyes as well.

—

Tim, Damian, and Bruce often went to the Kent’s house to visit. Usually, Lois would make coffee or tea and everyone would just sit and talk about what was going on. It was hard for Tim, as he felt like he didn’t belong anymore.

It seemed Damian had Jon to talk to (the kids), Bruce had Clark and Lois (the adults), but Tim didn’t have you. So, he either watched from afar as Damian and Jon did whatever, or jumped in and out of conversations between the adults. He didn’t enjoy it as much as he wanted to, seeing as your family was the closest thing to you he had left.

During a certain trip, Clark mentioned something about your car sitting in the barn. Tim didn’t hear it at first, staring into his coffee cup, off into space. But it was Bruce who brought him out of the trance.

“Well, if its ok with you, we’d be happy to take it off your hands. I’m sure Tim could find a use for it; maybe, use some parts for new tools, or reverse engineer it. Right, Tim?”

His head shot up, nodding without knowing what was going on. Clark laughed.

“I’m sure she wouldn’t have had a problem with it,” he stood up, knowing it was about time for everyone to leave and got the keys for your car to give to Tim. “You know how to drive it?”

Tim understood what Bruce got him into, and he was fine with it. “I’ll figure it out…Thank you.

Clark tossed him the keys and then he and Lois both gave Tim a hug goodbye, waving the three of them out the door. 

Once they were in the driveway, Tim turned to his adopted family.

“I’ll meet you guys at home, I’m gonna take her car.”

He turned to head towards the barn as Damian got a slap on the arm for commenting: “Why would you want to drive that old thing home?”

It only irked Tim, and he walked faster away from Bruce and Damian as his adopted father said he’d see him later.

Tim took the long road home. He drove through mountains and fields enjoying memories of you. Picturing you driving, one hand on the wheel and one hand in his. He could smell your perfume on the seatbelt, and tears once again started to fall from his eyes (an activity becoming more and more normal).

Now, whenever he drives your car, he chooses to take the long way to wherever he’s going. Kids at his school started noticed his change, as the rich kid went from driving an Audi to driving an old Jeep. He didn’t let it get to him; he knew it wouldn’t have gotten to you.

—

It wasn’t until a year later, with Tim still broken, that M’gann thought of a solution. She called him in, along with a few other friends (friends who were supportive of her decision and wanted to make sure Tim went through with it), to the shared living space. 

“Listen, Tim, you need to spill. You need to tell her everything you wish you had told her before she…died. We need you. The real you, not the broken you.”

“M’gann, I would if I could! You of all people should be able to tell.” He turned to walk away as she shifted her form and voice. 

“Tim, come on. Try.” He stopped and turned at her voice. It was you. M’gann was you, and Tim wasn’t even angry, because deep down he wanted to tell you everything. Slowly, he approached her. She was the closest thing he could ever get to having you back, and he realized that. 

With her next words, he broke down.

“…and yes. You can call me anything you want.”

when will people use the anon function to send passionate, homosexual anonymous love letters

It’s 2019 and people are still leaving the cinema before the credits of Marvel movies have finished rolling???

head cannon that instead of fbi agents it’s just the batfam and tim and barbara drink too much

My Favourite Bits of Solo: A Star Wars Story (Minor Spoilers)

Han shooting first

Han and Lando calling each other baby/babe

Chewbacca not waiting for his turn in the shower and instead climbing in with Han

Han pretending to have an armed thermal detonator by holding up a rock and making a clicking sound with his mouth

Han bluffing about having 30 armed men

Lando immediately spoiling Han’s bluff

Han trying his best to speak Shyriiwook

Han’s terrible acting when pretending Chewie is beating him up

L3 telling Qi’ra that Lando’s in love with her

Enfys Nest

Qi’ra’s confused face while L3 is telling her about this

“Tell us about the girl, Han. Is she nice? Does she have sharp teeth?”

“Look away. I can’t perform while you’re looking.” - L3

ENFYS NEST!!

“You need anything?” “Equal rights.”

Beckett walking in on Han and Qi’ra in Lando’s closet “Am I interrupting something?” “Kinda!”

Han acting like he’s going to punch Lando, then hugging him (nice ESB call back) and then pickpocketing him

Han trying to sneak into the co-pilot’s chair on the Millennium Falcon and being kicked out by L3

The Droid Uprising

The little rebelling droids stamping on the consoles with their feet 

Chewbacca helping free his fellow Wookiees 

Beckett and Lando negotiating Lando’s share of the money (”50%” “25%” “Beckett, I really respect you, so 40%” “25%” “OK.”)

Lando immediately losing a fifth of his share to Beckett in exchange for having the clamp taken off his vehicle

Han proudly telling everyone about how he learnt the flying trick he was doing from his friend - shortly before his friend died doing the trick

Han claiming to have made the Kessel Run in twelve parsecs then admitting to Chewie that he was rounding down

Lando updating his fucking VLOG while everyone else is fighting for their lives

The fight between Dryden Vos, Han Solo, and Qi’ra

Dryden Vos suggesting to Han that they team up mid-fight, and Han agreeing, as long as Dryden gets out from behind his cover first

Han pretending not to know the rules of Sabacc and (genuinely?) not knowing how to pronounce it 

Rio suggesting they let Han and Chewie join their crew because “you’ll never sleep better than in a Wookiee’s lap”

“I hate you.” “I know.”

Lando having the nerve to ask for his share of the money at the end

That one character at the end igniting their lightsaber for like two seconds just to show off and then immediately putting it away again

EEENNNNFFFYYYSSS NNNNNEEEESSSSTTTT!