PP: What is this cocktail called? Might be my new favorite!
FH: What you need right now
PP: ...Money shot?
FH: The Blowjob
PP: *chokingly aroused*
“Exceptional! Such a beautiful woman you’ve grown up to be! Victor is such a lucky man!” “Mother,” the pronunciation itself almost physically pained her, “I would like to ask you not to say such a thing, not here alone, and certainly not to anyone; Victor and I are nothing but good friends. Besides, I have a boyfriend—” “The one who was at God knows where?!” Mary Storm cut in with a scoff as well as a condescending glare directed at her daughter as if looking at a clueless child, “The one who wasn’t at your side while you were dying?!” “You don’t know him!” “Oh, dear, I know him plenty from your rascal of a brother,” Mary countered almost immediately with a snide remark towards her son, “An orphan? A nobody whom you fished out of the gutter? Truly? I thought only Jonathan was capable of such a low standard in people he would surround himself with.” The revelation shocked her to the core, but not only from the insults her mother just rained upon Peter’s name, it was also the fact that they came from Jonathan’s account. “I swear to God, Susan, it was as if you were intentionally picking a dunce just to spite me and taint the family’s name.” Mary’s grip on her arms tightened, and Susan couldn’t help but let out a whimper at the pain.
<<HC>>
DD: "It must be amazing, moving fast around the city like that, swinging on webs. She's lucky to have you."
SM: "...Yeah..."
DD: "Huh?"
SM: "Sometimes, Mister Devil, I was just a bit too late, and..."
*In front of Josie's*
SM: "No..."
SM: "Miss Page?! What...oh god..."
Summer Road trip
AO3 fic cover (WIP)
Try as it might to protect Eddie and itself, Venom has undergo the greatest sacrifice to destroy the Grendel and protect its host. In the final panel, Eddie lies on the floor in pain as the symbiote spews from his mouth and on to the ground, where it dies. But not before saying: “I’m sorry, Eddie… I should have told you… I love you, Eddie.”
Alicent and Criston are my favorite kind of romance, it's classic tragedy;
One bound by vows and duty, betrayed all that in the face of romance
One bound by status and image, betrayed all that in the face of intimacy
Both will suffer from this, eventually
Jess: “…Are you my mailman? Please tell me I have an overdue delivery of a forty-five round to my head.”
Spidey just swooped in and took him to a hospital off-screen, guys, he's al--
he's alive. he's in witness protection. he's alive and nelson murdock and page will be back. they saved him in the ambulance. matt and foggy get dinner every weekend and call every day. he's alive. he's al