Before The Mystery Shack

The Washerwomen of the Night (Les Lavandières de la nuit) (Yan' Dargent, c. 1861)

that's the main thing 🙂‍↕️🥰

Today in the shower I was thinking about how absolutely insane soap would be in a sleeping beauty scenario

Meeting you at the celebration of your birth, when he’s just a little boy himself. Markedly unimpressed. And yet, when you’re spirited away to live with your fairies— he feels strangely robbed.

He chases a fulfillment that cannot come to pass. A soldier in many battles, many quests under his belt, all in pursuit of purpose. A stray arrow tucks itself into his skull, and the emptiness grows more cavernous and hungry.

Then, to see a gorgeous thing like you dancing with his cloak, reflected crisp and clear in the pond water of the glen… he’s just a man. Maybe something less, actually. But even if he is a beast, doesn’t he deserve to live?

He delights in how you nearly scream when he pulls you against him.

“Ah’m no stranger, bonnie. Ye said yerself, nae? We met before— jus’ in yer dreams, hen.”

He has half a mind (in more ways than one) to pin you to the forest floor against your precious wildflowers and ravage you senseless, but he’s able to restrain himself when you say you want to see him again. Tomorrow, in the same place. He likes this little game of courting— the wait is bitter, but the fruit is sweet, isn’t it?

And he felt it, when he was with you. The pinpricks of a doll maker’s needle gliding between his ribs. Suturing the tear left in his chest. He’s done being rearranged inside. He’s ready to be put back together.

Thus, the lengths to which he goes to find you. The thorns that bruise and tear, the dracofire scorching his shield.

He’s going to kiss the sleeping princess if it’s the last thing he does.

I've been giving my little sister little forehead kisses because she's just the right height for them so like I really like to think of Dick doing the same to Tim any chance he gets (it's like an impulsive thought that he acts upon) he started doing it just for the reaction but after a while he just gives forehead kisses as a sign of affection, thanks for this Ted talk<3

Cale says he is a bad person, a selfish, stone cold bastard because he spent at least 10 years believing the words he heard on his team funeral and after it.

And he had nobody to say the opposite, nobody who knew him, who cared about him. To prove them wrong, to insist that they are the actual bastards without heart for saying that to a mourning person.

He was alone, terrified of getting close to people again, and thinking that the deaths of his family was all his fault. Of course he thinks he is a bad person.

For him, people that don't protect their family are trash, so he is the worst human being that ever put a foot on the planet.

R.I.P Charles Francis Xavier, you would have loved Oliva Rodrigo

R.I.P. Erik Max Lehnsherr, you would have loved Chappell Roan

R.I.P Scott Summers, you would have loved Sabrina Carpenter, you cheating whore.

the trend of shrinking hans capon into a submissive, feminized “twink” is so regressive and creatively lazy. 

the idea that hans’ theatrics or needing rescue in-game automatically code him as a “bottom” is a stereotype literally rooted in misogyny. since when do drama, sass, or vulnerability—traits routinely gendered as “feminine”—equate to sexual submission? 

this is a really reductive take. it weaponizes patriarchal baggage to pigeonhole queer dynamics: softness = weakness, flair = passivity. it’s the same toxic logic that paints flamboyant men as punchlines or prey in mainstream media. 

capon’s theatrics aren’t a surrender of power. they’re tools of a cunning nobleman. queer history shows us that femmes and flamboyant individuals have always been leaders, provocateurs, and survivors—not passive accessories. reducing capon to a “bottom” because he’s extra not only severely misreads his character, but regurgitates the old and tired lens that equates femininity with inferiority. 

fans can argue it’s “fiction” and “preference” and “harmless fun”, but when these stereotypes dominate, they reduce gay men to hollow fantasies for straight and heteronormative audiences instead of fully realized people. personal preferences in fiction aren’t inherently harmful, but when entire communities default to flattening queer characters into hetero-adjacent roles… it reinforces the idea that same-sex relationships must mimic heteronormativity to be legible.

let characters be messy, loud, and authoritative without straitjacketing them into roles that confuse personality with sexual position.

Save me...Peter parker/Jason todd

Crossover ship

Save me rarepair Spideyhood

okay trope idea

Spider-Man ranks higher than johnny in an online who's the hottest/most alurring superhero.

People think that mask is part of the allure or don't care about his face when his body looks like that.

Johnny gets mad starts letting things slip about spidey that he thinks are embarrassing

peter just laughs and teases Johnny like

"well as the 4th hottest super hero in new york-".

well,

OH GOD MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN HEARD

Hey...do you like Peter in Gotham fics..? Then boy do I have the pitch for you.

Picture it now...Peter ending up in the DCU but not in Gotham...no...hes in Metropolis. Epic adventures with the Supers in Metropolis..a nice internship with the Daily Planet. The eventual introduction of the Batfam..

A nice Peter and Kon-El friendship. The batfams interest getting peaked by some kid they saw at the gala taking pictures for the daily planet...guys please. This sounds awesome right?????

Well...if you think so, boy, do I have the fic for you....

Drumroll please....

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62738962/chapters/160615576

MY PETER IN METROPOLIS FIC….FIRST CHAPTER OUT NOW FR….please read