America's Sweetheart Olympian 🥇

Familiar froot done well 🤩💕

Edited Cinderella (2015) poster via @grandehorror on Instagram

Peter exhausted, lifting reps with Dick spotting and Jason coaching:

Dick: come on, only 50 to go you’re almost there - you can do it!

Peter: (gasping) nah dude I GAHSK- I can’t! My hands are getting sweaty-

Jason: Do you think the itsy bitsy spider gave a fuck about the rain? NO. It got up in there and climbed the spout again. LOCK. IN.

(The bar wobbles - Peter steadies it)

He completed 500 reps that night.

Bonus:

Dick: (sliding the weight off the bar) let me clear the weights for you.

Peter: NO!

Jason: DON’T-

Dick: huh. What’re you-? GAAAAHH!

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This is so silly but I saw a tweet and had to recreate it in the context of my fic. . .lord knows my Peter would definitely have beef with a nursery rhyme spider for no reason 😭

no graysons were hurt in the making of this post <3

Trying to explain scenes from my fic to anyone but words escape me and the characters do whatever they want and I need to literally project the visuals into your mind complete with a soundtrack of whatever song I was cooking it up to so I end up saying um and ah alot

but pleek you get it right? RIGHT-

Toddler Damian who goes entirely silent around Peter and hides behind Bruce or Dick’s leg whenever Peter’s in his spidersuit

So Peter thinks he doesn’t recognise him - despite the fact that Dami asks about Peter between visits and wonders why he isn’t around.

Until Dick sends him this video:

[cameraman Dick trying to stifle his laugh, steps into the batcave and slowly approaches a crouching Damian]

Dick: (leaning in) Whachya doing over there Damian?

Damian: talking to peta

Dick: huh? where-?

[Damian, entirely too nonchalantly, turns around with a huge fucking tarantula in his hand]

Damian: See. Peta.

[tarantula scurries]

Dick: DAMIAJNDOENESAAAAHHHHHHHH

[the phone drops - the video cuts mid scream]

The accompanying text: it’s still on the loose pls help 😭

G(a)linda 🫧

Headcanon: Percy and Annabeth, as a result of being a loving, functional, equitable couple, have caused no less then 8 break ups among their acquaintances.

Annabeth's friend in New Rome watching Percy run two blocks to the drug store to get her Advil for her ankle, because she left it at home that day by mistake:

Friend: Gods, how did you train him that good?

Annabeth, barely paying attention to what she said: huh? Oh I didn't train him much, really. I taught him Ancient Greek, some myths and stuff. I mean, I guess I kind of trained him in battle strategy? But that was more of a "learning on your feet" kind of thing.

Friend: No I mean train him to do whatever you ask, or do things without even asking.

Annabeth: What?

Friend: Like if my back was hurting, I don't think my boyfriend would run two blocks to Walgreens for me.

Annabeth: That's fucked up.

Friend: You ... didn't teach him to do that?

Annabeth: To be nice to me? No, I didn't.

Friend: Ugh, you're so lucky.

Annabeth: I ... think I'm going to kill your boyfriend, actually.

~

Percy forgets to print his paper and somehow manages to leave his computer at home. Annabeth is still home when he calls, and she logs into his computer, prints it for him, and brings it to him before the deadline with his favorite smoothie (she had time to spare, and her best friend was stressed).

Percy: You're amazing, babe. Thank you so much.

Annabeth: Of course. See you later. Love you!

Percy: Love you too!

Some guy in his class: You're so lucky. My girlfriend would never.

Percy: Oh, why not?

Some guy: I don't know. She just doesn't do things like that for me. And the smoothie? Fuck, you're lucky.

Percy: I mean, I know I'm lucky, but ... I don't know, it didn't even occur to me that she wouldn't do me a favor.

Some guy: And she doesn't, like, call you stupid for forgetting?

Percy: No. I mean, she might call me seaweed brain, but that's different.

Some guy: She didn't call you seaweed brain just now.

Percy: You're right she didn't ... hold on [calls Annabeth]. Hey are you mad at me? Well, it's just that I did something silly and you didn't call me 'seaweed brain.' Well, sure anyone could do it, but I did it. No, it doesn't hurt my feelings. Yeah, I like it. Thanks, I love you. [hangs up]. You should break up with your girlfriend by the way.

This is a D.W quote from Arthur btw I just found the coincidence that her initials are the same as Damian’s waaaaay too funny

[Damian and Peter sketching on some rooftop]

Damian: what did you draw?

Peter: (flipping his sketch book) A dog. And he’s bored. What did you draw?

Damian: (sighing) A stick.

Peter: A stick??

Damian: A stick from the park where YOU PROMISED TO TAKE ME TODAY!!!

poison tree sighting (in my restless dreams, I see that town)

May our bodies rot together.

In my mind Peter treats Bruce like they’re that one 40 y/o + 20 something y/o coworker duo in every corporate office

and it completely baffles Bruce bc ??? how’re you oversharing and simultaneously saying nothing at all

And the problem now is he gets war flashbacks from the stress inducing clusterfuck problems Peter offhandedly tells him about, so every so often he’ll cave and ask Dick about him when he’s not around (“that Peter…did he ever get that denied exam extension sorted?”)

But when he finally does see him it’s like the problem never mattered (“oh - what? I said that? Right no, I just emailed the tutor. But you know, that TA who slept with him said...”) until he mentions something crazy again and the cycle continues.

Basically - organised Bruce meeting Peter “there’s a lot of moving parts so I choose to keep track of none of them” Parker