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Me, a teenager on the net: Yaoi? What's this thing that's popping up everywhere? Let's have a look, sure it won't hurt.

Also me, present day, staring into my cup of tea: And I lied to myself, you know, like a compulsive shipper.

BNHA X Kimetsu no Yaiba 🦋✨

a peep was asking for a TodoDeku version of the extrovert shield but I didn’t really see Izuku as an extrovert, and he didn’t quite fit in my brain as an introvert so ambivert he is I guess lol-

I had the MiriTama version bouncing in my brain so here they are too + KiriBaku in uniform to fit the theme haha

let shinso join dekusquad u cowards

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Hero Patrol with Friends!  

Iida: Hey, is anyone else d-

Uraraka: Dead?

Midoriya: Drained?

Todoroki: Depressed?

Shinsou: Deprived of sleep?

Iida: …done with your work? What is wrong with you people?

All might: Imagine if someone handed you a box of all the items you have lost throughout your life.

Todoroki: Wow, my childhood innocence.

Uraraka: My sense of purpose! I haven't seen it in years.

Iida: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Midoriya: Mental stability, my old friend!

All might: Kids, could you lighten up a little?

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Oye, ¿que tal estas? ¿has comido bien? ¿has tenido buenos sueños?

A veces es mejor ofrecer consuelo en vez de usar frivolidades

SpiderStrange commission painting by @laizy-boy!!! TOOO CUUUTTTEEE!!!

Vengadores: * termina *

Cazadores de sombras : * termina *

My little pony: *termina*

Yo: Acaso quieren que cometa la suicidacion!!

siempre diva nunca indiva

Me caga cuando me preguntan como estoy, si es obvio que estoy hermosa, inteligente, fabulosa, triunfando como siempre y muy feliz.

It’s very beatiful and sadness

Stay Alive

“Where’s the kid?!” Tony doesn’t bother keeping his voice low as he barges into the room of the medbay. Nurses murmur and try to speak to him, but all he could see was Peter. Peter lying flat on the bed, hands gripping his chest where the white bandages wrap tightly. What hurts more is that he’s not even Spider-Man. He’s just Peter Parker.

Tony doesn’t snap back until Stephen Strange steps in front of him.

“Tony, you need to calm down. You can see him but–”

“Is he going to make it?” Tony interrupts, trying to move forward but is caught by the arm.

“Tony.” Strange says in a low voice. He looks Tony dead in the eye, and he can see the apology in them. “Tony, I did everything I could, but he was already infected when he got here. His healing factor is trying to kick in, but if it doesn’t heal soon…”

Tony sucks in a shallow breath, fighting his brain, because there was no way he was watching his kid die today. No way he was watching this stupidly brave kid bleed out from a gunshot wound because he was too much of a hero. Nope. Not today.

He finally shakes Stephen off, and the multiple nurses scurry away like a flock of birds. He makes it to the hospital bed, and watches as Peter takes shallow breaths.

“Peter?” Tony coos as he takes a knee at his side. Peter stirs, groaning softly as he turns to face him.

“Tony.” Peter responds tearfully. “Tony, I didn’t–I didn’t mean–”

“Shh, Petey. I know.” Tony brushes his curls away from his face. “Save your strength, little man.”

“He–He was gonna kill that k-kid.” Peter explains, cough hashly and sucking in chipped breaths. “He was so s-scared.” Tony doesn’t know who shot his kid, but they sure as hell aren’t getting away with it.

“You did good, kid. You did so good.” Tony cups his face gently. “Just stay alive.”

Tony moved to cradle the kid’s head as he listened to the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Peter gripped Tony’s arm with cold hands, gasping tearful apologies and whimpers of pain.

“Peter!” May’s voice echoes off the walls of the room. She’s crying openly as she rushes next to Tony, holding Peter’s other hand tightly. “Peter, baby, what happened?”

Peter moves his hand to cup her face, as if it was the last thing he was ever going to see.

“May–May, I’m-I’m sorry.” He bites out, wincing.

“Oh, baby, it’s okay.” She says back, and Tony puts an arm around her. Peter pulls them both closer.

“It–It hurts. I need–need it to stop.” Peter cries. May moves up and kisses his forehead.

“Everything will be okay, baby. Just stay with us.” Her voice is clogged with tears. Tony’s start to fall.

“I love you.” Peter whispers. His voice is unusually stoical. He looks at May, then Tony. It’s meant for him too.

Time goes into slow-motion.

It feels like he’s watching from far away, but he’s right there.

His hands go limp; his left one falls from May’s face, his right goes slack in Tony’s.

His head rolls back despite Tony keeping it up-right. The beeping fades into a flat-line but it’s all white noise.

Someone is screaming. It’s May.

Someone is shouting “no.” It’s himself.

May grips her…son with such vigor, like he’s a lifeline. Goddammit, he’s all that woman had left.

People are pulling them away, and he fights so hard to keep Peter in his arms, but it’s no use. Whoever it was (Strange?) knows what they’re doing. Pepper has her arms wrapped around May, who hasn’t stopped screaming. Tony finds himself with Rhodey (when the hell did he get here?), on the floor. He can feel it in his chest that he’s shouting but he can’t hear it.

It’s all fuzz.

His boy is gone.

AU where Tony’s human and robot kids are older and run Stark Industries.

Morgan is CEO and Chairwoman

Harley is head of research and development

Peter is chief scientist and heads the bio organics department

Jarvis is head of operations and cybersecurity

Ultron is forehead of security (they constantly have to stop him from physically beating up rule breakers because he’s an edgy bitch)

FRIDAY is head of finance

Jocasta runs human and robot resources

Dum-E and U man the reception

Vision is head of legal

Nebula is head of business strategy

Es demasiado bonito para mí pobre corazón

Morgan Stark’s password for everything is “I love you 3000” and her phone’s passcode is 3000. She names stuffed animals after the Avengers and dreams about how her dad fought bad guys and saved the world. She likes to talk to Uncle James about when her daddy and him attended MIT together, sometimes Peter is there. Peter brings her cookies every Thursday that his aunt May made for him and herself to share. Cassie Lang and her dad come over once in awhile too. They bring tiny ants that are oh so adorable. There’s a man named Steve that visits a ton, he says he worked with Morgan’s daddy but he looks way too old to be her daddy’s friend. Uncle Sammy and Bucky bring her stuffed animals to add to her collection even when her mommy says no. Mr. Strange teaches her how to read and brings her new books every other Sunday, he says schooling is important. The guardians fly over once in awhile. They bring stars and aliens and rocks that Morgan has never seen before. She decides she wants to be an astronaut. She wants to see space and it’s endless possibilities. Happy tells her stories of how her daddy made new things so people could one day see space. He even went to space once or twice. He saved the world with the things he made. Her mommy says that’s why everyone sees them all the time: they loved her daddy. She hopes to one day be as loved as him.

She wants to be just like him.

Dream

Sueño... Sueño demasiado...

Muchas veces soñé con un final feliz pero ahora lo único que me preocupa es ser simplemente feliz porque si no lo soy nunca habrá final feliz...

Promises

AN: reposting because tungle.hell is a little bitch that messed up the read more link on this and doesn’t deserve rights.

Words: <1.5k

Relationships: Family fluff, Pepperony, mentions of Peter’s crush on Harley

Prompt: “Every month everyone has a get together at the pepperony cabin and they have dinner together. Happy grills cheeseburgers for the kids (Morgan, Clint’s boys, Peter, Lila, Cassie, Harley) and they play outside until it gets dark, the older kids giving the younger ones piggy back rides and everyone eating juice pops. Steve is inside, bantering with Bucky and Sam, like the old times. Pepper wishes Tony would be here to see it all.”

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It was tradition, at this point, for everyone to meet up in Pepper’s old cabin (she had since moved to New York) on the first Sunday of each month. 

It had begun with a miscommunication. Steve had texted Bruce that he’d be visiting Pepper to check on her and Morgan, on that fateful day a little over a year ago. Somehow, Bruce had interpreted that as “Gather the whole gang, we’re gonna collectively show up at Pepper’s cabin with 35 assorted presents.”

It was a little odd the first time round, what with Bruce apologizing profusely for goofing up, and the cabin being too small to hold everyone while also allowing them some personal space. But she’d decided she liked having them all around. Might as well do it again.

14 months and 14 barbecue meet ups later, everyone looked forward to driving out there for a nice evening of grilled food and banter. And the occasional explosion. To be fair, when you throw two brilliant, reckless, science-loving teenagers and an equally brilliant, reckless, science-loving little girl together, explosions can (and will) occur.

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Es tan bello

THANK YOU CHRIS PRATT FOR GIVING US THIS VIDEO!

Exactly

Avengers: *ends*

Shadowhunters:*ends*

Game of Thrones: *ends*

Me: So this is a plot to kill me then?

No todas las historias de amor acaban con un final feliz, algunas terminan con ambos llorando, o con una sola parte rompiéndose en la soledad de su habitación.

-Lune Sainte -

Las mejores personas no brillan por su alegría. Son aquellas que brillan por las pocas sonrisas que brindan a los demás.

Mulan themed life drawing

Te amo, no puedo dejar de hacerlo, porque te has robado mi corazón, lo único que no te has llevado es mi alma pero aún así te amo.

Dads are asking someone (I can’t decide who tho lol) to babysit Ben so they can go for a date night tonight 👀👌🏻

They aren’t married yet when Ben was this age btw

Mira mi perfil en Wattpad, soy Lune Sainte Grace https://www.wattpad.com/LuneSG_13?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_profile 

Abrí mi alma y terminaste de salir, quedé vacío, vacío y roto, pero libre.

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