Darken-sunshine - Ghost King

Hi, new DC fan here and there’s so much romantic and sexual tension between Dick and Wally that I was really surprised to find out they aren’t canon. Like really?

i don’t take criticism but i do take tips

Peter: *takes a swig from a flask* You want some?

Johnny: Sure. *takes a sip*

Johnny: Is this soup? What the f*ck?

I WANT HIM I WANT HIM I WANT HIM

jaime reyes doodles!

this is the funniest thing i have ever done

going back to the last post. gerard's playlist which he played as a dj

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Peek A Boo

Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart

The Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism

Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease

Head Automatica - Beating Heart Baby

Pixies - Velouria

The Hives - Abra Cadaver

Morrissey - Last Of The Famous International

Playboys

The Cure - Why Can't I Be You?

Gwen Stefani - What You Waiting For

New Order - Temptation

David Bowie - Modern Love

Elvis Costello - (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding

The Clash - Spanish Bombs

Cursive - Art Is Hard

The Stooges - Search And Destroy

Echo And The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon

Violent Femmes - Add It Up

Christina Aguilera - Dirrty

Bauhaus - Ziggy Stardust

the fact that my friends would 110% do this 2 me XD

18?

“That’s not what I meant!”

“I can’t believe this.” Grantaire slumped back in his chair, his hand over his heart as if he’d just been stabbed. “My own best friends are calling my art bad.”

Joly rolled their eyes, not amused in the slightest by Grantaire’s theatrics. “Grantaire, all I said was that a poster depicting the President as a rotten tomato probably wouldn’t be an effective persuasive tool.”

Grantaire ignored his friend, continuing to wax poetic about the bitter sting of betrayal. “You know, you might as well just drive a stake right through my heart.”

“Dude.” Bossuet‘s voice was deadpan as he spoke. “How high are you right now?”

“I’m not high.” Grantaire protested, causing both Joly and Bossuet to raise an eyebrow. Seeing this, Grantaire repeated himself. “I’m not.”

Joly and Bossuet gave each other a look of exasperation. If there was anything they’d learned from their time in college, it was this: whenever someone repeatedly insists in a defensive tone of voice that they’re not high, there’s a 99 percent chance that person is higher than a fucking kite.

“Just saying, dude.” Bossuet held his hands up in a gesture that was almost reminiscent of surrender. “Last time you got high, you went on a forty-five minute rant on how you hated Italy because it was a dumb shape.”

“It is a dumb shape!” Grantaire protested. “It looks like a fucking boot! I mean, who authorized that shit?”

With a sigh, Joly turned back to Grantaire, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Say antiestablishmentarianism and walk in a straight line.”

Grantaire opened his mouth as if to respond, but closed it when he realized that anything he said or did was probably not going to convince Joly and Bossuet of his sobriety. “I don’t like this game.”

a very proud librarian and a filthy, rude, complete scoundrel <3

Enjolras: Were you dropped on your head as a child, Grantaire?

Grantaire: bold of you to assume I was held

ok i actually rlly like the art 4 this 10/10

Spideytorch Week Day 6 - Social Media

i wanna start writing some fics so send me some requests. i’ll do dc comics, ahs, hp, idfk whatever else