I Believe In The Inherent Goodness Of People

Spiderman ATSV did in one movie what MCU failed to do with multiple movies and shows in the past 5 years.

Reignite my love for superheroes.

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random things other people have said that made me think of five

“oh fuck. oh fucking- [now yelling] FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK NO”

“EAT THE FUCKING FISH CRAIG goddamnit”

“when have i ever failed? at anything? other than those 5 times?”

“i only burned her hair off. if only the fire reached her brain”

“you expect me to be nice, not sure why. i’m a bitch and fucking proud of it now i’ve given up being nice”

“every time your mouth opens my soul starts to ache”

“would you hurry up? you’re slower than michael taking a shit”

“i just know this piece of plastic will love me better than any real girl out there. Fuck you Clara i’m going out with red-head Barbie now” (this was in the Barbie section of Target at 9pm)

“i am LOUD. I will be loud, louder than Godzilla farting if that’s what it takes to get you to understand”

“I may be small but i can be frightening if the situation requires me to be”

“Dipshit grandpa”

Young Sean: Did Arthur say he'd take us hiking?

John: No. But we can work our way around him. Hosea taught me some tricks. Now, we take our hats off, ruffle our hair a bit. Now I'm gonna need you to gimmie some tears.

Sean: *fake cries*

John: Not too much! That's enough. Okay, now follow my lead.

Arthur: What do you two idiots want now?

John, teary eyed: Why do you never spend time with us?

Arthur: What?! I'm always spending time with you!

Sean, sniffling: It's like you don't even love us!

Arthur: You better be joking.

John: How can you not love your own baby brothers?!

Arthur: Ugh! Fine! I'll take you hiking! Just please stop!

John and Sean: Hooray!

Arthur, to himself: Okay, that was impressive.

He and I go back a long time. (crowley's version || insp.)

Sorry, I just love stars. There's both a spiritual and scientific approach to them. They were very important to our ancestors during their time. Did you know that the sun is a star?

Ohh don't get me started on that bright fucker up there

“simon riley’s dead,” ghost chokes out; bitter resentment coating his tongue. “i’m just wearin’ ‘is corpse.”

mactavish doesn’t shy from his venom; sees through his hiss and doesn’t fear his rotten-fanged bite. he reaches out, pressing the flat of his hand to his breast and ghost damns himself for the way his breath catches; for the way his shoulders curl in around it in a silent plea for it to stay.

“that’s no drum in your chest,” he whispers defiantly.

his hand slowly drags over his chest, coming to rest over his sternum and he feels its possession like a brand against his skin.

“it ain’t bellows inflating your lungs,” he dares and he involuntarily inhales; his body longing to rise to his challenge.

mactavish pushes and he rocks back on his heels just to sway in closer; just to beg for the pressure to chase the phantom weight of six feet of dirt from his bones.

“you’re far from rigor mortis, riley,” he promises and there’s air at ghost’s back instead of decaying wood and infested flesh. “i won’t let the earth take you from me yet.”

i hate when people cannot differentiate a character from their relationship with another character. there is wilbur, there is tommy, and then there is wilbur and tommy. wilbur is not an extension of tommy. tommy is not there to serve wilbur's story. tommy is not just wilbur's brother. tommyinnit is, first and foremost, tommyinnit.

Happy Valentines day everyone! I decided to make a comic about something I’ve wanted to talk about for a long time, which was my relationship with romance while being on the Aromantic spectrum. Sorry for the length, enjoy!