thinking about them atm (couldn't focus while writing so i had to doodle)
what da seal doin...
A Peter Parker In Gotham fic but not the Tom Holland-Peter but the 20 year old Peter Parker who has both collage, work and patrol. Who shamelessly flirts with both Nightwing and Red Hood as Spider-Man but literally dies when meeting them out of costume.
The guy is used to Deadpool and is not impressed or shocked at anything the Bats do. You d!ed? Okay and? You k!lled somebody with a ballon? Sound believable. You stalked me? Okay, what do you want me to do about it?
He is tired and done with everyone’s sh!t, he will befriend your villains and your neighbours. He will stop a fight by treating to call your and your enemies parents. Does he have their numbers, yes.
Batman and the Joker fighting:
Spider-Man, a hand on his hip: Mr, do you want me to call your butler?
Batman: You don’t have his number.
Spider-Man, phone in hand: Are you sure?
Alfred: Mr Batman, get home it’s dinner
Joker: Wtf
to be perfectly honest. i don't care if it is cheesy or cliched or idealistic. i like stories where the core of it is about kindness, the warmth we can offer others and the gentleness we receive in return. maybe the moral of the story IS love triumphs. it better fucking be
My favorite post-EPIC headcanon is that Odysseus' family is just completely accepting of all the unhinged sh*t that he's done.
Odysseus, over dinner, some 2 months after his return: And then I finned the sirens, letting them drown. We ate the tails later.
Telemachus, starry-eyed: OMG GUYS THAT'S MY DAD!! THAT IS!! MY DAD!! (points excitedly) ISN'T HE INCREDIBLE?
Odysseus: And later when he wouldn't stop being in my way I stabbed a god repeatedly with his own trident.
Penelope, heart-eyed: That's my husband. My love. Love of my life. You slay, my king.
The rest of the people at the table are 100% freaked out and probably terrified, btw.
brought some fruit for the potluck
this came to me in a literal fever dream
inspired by this
The real reason Elvis was driven to drugs