Inspired By This Post

from this post by @oohjoly + @lesfillesenfleur + @gr4ntair3 (am I getting a reputation for drawing text posts? am I actually 100% a-okay with that???)

BONUS SNIPPETS bc I cba to draw the entire scene:

ok so…head canon: grantaire can only draw well when he’s feeling very strong emotions. which is y he is always drawing @ the les amis meetings cuz each time he sees enjorlas he just gets this surge of unconditional love, so much so that he doesn’t even know what to do w/ himself, so he draws.

OSIDHEIDHBEHEUDHWBVEHDH!!! i CanT-

Incorrect DC quotes

Y/N: Why are there bullet holes shaped like a sad face in my wall?

Jason: Cause I’m sad that I made you angry last night. 

Y/N: 

Y/N: WHY DID YOU USE A GUN TO TELL ME THAT?!

Jason: You told me that if I’m not good at verbalising my feelings I should find another way to do it. So I did this.

Y/N: Well, now I’m pissed off that I have to fix my fucking wall! How does that make you feel now, huh?

Jason: 

Jason: *points at the wall*

R deserves so many cuddles. Like or reblog to give him a cuddle.

Grantaire gets a troath infection and cannot talk for a while, but this doesn't stop him from arguing with Enjolras, like he would give him this look and Enjolras would stop mid-rant to scream at him and tell him that "how can you even think something like that-" and Grantaire would tilt his head and blink and Enjolras's would groan and start talking even more fast until Grantaire just crosses his arms and raises one eyebrow and Enjolras just- throws his hands in the air and turns around groan about how insufferable Grantaire is being, everything under the amusement of all the amis, Ponine got it on video and Jean are fawning because it's so romantic that they can still understand each other like that-

At the Watchtower

Kon: So then ma says "well you're not coming back into this house until you've caught every single one of them pigs"-

Tim: [clutching his coffee-mug and listening intently] without powers?

Kon: Of course! So there I am, covered in mud, and all I want is to eat some pie and go to bed-

Tim: [nodding enthusiastically while Kon continues his story]

Clark: [looks on from a distance]

Jon: [a few seats away] Did I tell you we got a new cow on the farm?

Damian: [with interest] what did you name her?

Jon: We haven't decided yet, Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but pa and I-

Damian: [earnestly interested]

Clark: [side eyes Bruce who's sitting next to him going through reports]

Clark: Hey Bruce?

Bruce: [grunts]

Clark: did I tell you we got a new cow at the farm?

Bruce: [hums noncommitally and continues reading]

Clark: [strained] Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but I think we should call her Susie and Jon-

Bruce: [sighs exasperatedly]

Clark:

Clark: [rips the reports away from Bruce with super speed]

Bruce: What the hell?

Clark: You're such a bad friend!

Bruce: what?

Clark: why am I stuck with you when my children's bat friends are so nice?!

Bruce:

Clark: Look at Tim! He's so nice! Why can't you be like that?!

Bruce: You want me to be like Tim?

Clark: Or Damian!

Bruce: [rubbing his temples] You want me to be like Damian?

Clark: I want you to listen when I talk!

Bruce: you were talking about cows

Clark: that doesn't matter!

Bruce: It matters a little

Clark: Cows are interesting!

Bruce: Cows are the opposite of interesting.

Clark: Well, I'M interesting

Bruce:

Clark: Bruce, tell me I'm interesting.

Bruce: [gets up and starts walking away]

Clark: [shouts after him] Bruce! Tell me I'm interesting!

Bruce: [walks faster]

-a week later-

Wonder Woman: Are Batman and Superman having a fight?

Flash: yeah I think so. I don't know what about though

Martian Mindhunter: I believe Batman insulted Superman's cow

Wonder Woman: I see.

Black Canary: Sometimes I wake up at night and think about the fact that they are two of the most important members of an organization that protects the world from certain annihilation and then I can't go back to sleep

Green Lantern: [feet propped on the table, throwing almonds into the air and trying to catch them in his mouth] yeah it freaks me out too

Black Canary: [glances at Green Lantern] never leave us, Diana.

listen up my fellow les mis fans

look we love how george blagden ships enjoltaire but can we give some credit now to killian donnelly and fra fee for making THIS PHOTO:

like they werent a couple but they went out of their way to give us some freaking great courferre content

aah i love these boys <33333

forget judaism this interaction is my new religion

Sue: I heard you got caught making out with my brother in the hallway.

Peter: You caught me, Sue. Don’t play stupid.

Hi! I m glad to see your inbox open again, last week I started having a Jason Todd brainrot (thanks to Pinterest for this) and when I type Jason Todd x reader on Tumblr your blog was one of the first ones I found (and the one whose most fics I spent the weekend reading 😅). Thank you so much for feeding my hiperfixation, you are talented and portrait Jason amazingly on your fics.

So now that your request are open, could you do a Jason x fem!reader with the prompt "Here! Take my jacket/coat". I love leather jackets and I would love to try Jackson's 😍

Btw, I am planning on showing on your inbox every once on a while. Could I ask for an anon emoji too, pretty please 🫶🏼?

Hey anon, good to have you

dealer's choice for emoji? bc then ur getting 🪽bc I think its cool

You swear you're gonna freeze to death. You and Jason ditched the gala not even 45 minutes after getting there. You booked it outside and argued on where you should sit like a married couple. The argument slowly derailed from there.

You tuck your arms closer around yourself. Your dress didn't exactly have a lot of fabric to keep you warm. "I realize now is a bad time to mention this, but I'm cold."

Jason looks at you like a cat that is thinking about how it's smarter than you. "I told you to bring a jacket."

"What jacket would match a gown, Jason? Huh? None! None is the correct answer!" You whisper shout, but your words have no real heat to them.

He crosses his arms. "Well maybe you shouldn't have worn such a skimpy dress!" You can see he's fighting off a smile from his own sarcasm.

"YOU PICKED OUT THE FUCKING DRESS!" You play along, but your voice trails off in a laugh.

He laughs when you laugh. "UGH. Fine. I guess you can have my jacket." He says it with faux annoyance and he's altogether stopped trying to suppress his smile.

After he dramatically shrugs off his jacket, he helps to slip it onto your shoulders, unable to suppress being a gentleman even for your fake fight.

Once it's snug on you, he takes a step back, eyes trailing over your form, looking at the dress he chose for you in his color (you lost a bet, but the dress was actually very nice and looked very good on you) and his jacket slipped over your shoulders.

After staring into your soul for a full minute, he finally opens his mouth. "New plan." You quirk an eyebrow before he continues. "We make a run for the manor and you take all of your clothes off."

You blink for a moment, processing his unexpected words. You nod. "Good plan. Slight issue: I am in heels."

"Princesses get carried. Let's go."