He's so dumb, I adore him

i love creating hypotheical hockey narratives in my head because like the pieces are nearly all there. just not quite yet....

Edits of middle aged men to girly pop music are what keep me going

i swear to god every single special that comes out i just relate more and more to the doctor. like i already knew that i felt a lot of kinship with the doctor as a character but now. i, too, am a genderless guy that is constantly discovering who they are and is constantly trying to be better and to do better and finally letting themselves be vulnerable with their loved ones. yeah i also have a best friend that keeps me grounded but also lifts me up. yeah we're the two funniest bitches in the universe what of it?

WDYM IM AT THE TOP OF THE HELSKNIGHT TAG RN

No... I'm being perceived..... Look away I'm just a little guy who may or may not want to give hels a little kiss

My spotify wrapped if anyone's interested

I will always be a normal guy defender, I don't want vigilantes who always look like super models unless it makes sense for their characters (Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Kori Anders). I want super-heros that look like the guy you could stumble on the supermarket. Your classmate. Your coworker. A random face in a ocean of people. Absolutely and completely forgetful unless you love them.

I want super-heros to take of their mask and the person be like "THAT'S JUST SOME GUY." their face leak and people be like "WHO 🗣️🗣️ THE FUCK IS THAT⁉️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥" enough with conventionally attractive heros who look like bodybuilders more some heros who would be your Uber driver and you wouldn't pay attention to them twice.

They don't talk about it.

But there's no way Nate should know those things. No way the client could have told him, no way he could've figured it out on his own. Not when these things were nothing more than fleeting thoughts from the mark. But Sophie notices him quietly go for the scotch behind the counter and rub at his head in pain with extra vehemence some days despite the latest con having no personal connection to him.

They don't talk about it.

But someone should've recognized Sophie on that con. There's no way she could have that many characters per con. No way none of those diplomats didn't recognize her from any of her previous cons. Not when she didn't change any more than her clothes and accent. But Nate notices her features seem to flicker at the peace and safety of home when she thinks he isn't watching.

They don't talk about it.

But no one could've survived that. And certainly not looking the way he does. There's no way he didn't come out of that fight broken and bloodied to all hell. Not when instead he walks out with a purposeful stride and only a clenched jaw, rolling his shoulders. But when he's cooking and accidentally burns himself, Parker notices the unmarked skin left behind.

They don't talk about it.

But not all vents are human sized. They all saw the size of the vent cover as she exists with a grin. There's no way she could've fit in there. Not when the human body can't bend that way, a way that even the greatest contortionist can't bend. But some days Hardison notices as she seems to stretch and bend before his eyes when she's feeling relaxed and safe enough.

They don't talk about it.

But that's not how computers work. There's no way Hardison could access that kind of thing. Not when he describes how he did it like that. Not when he does it so quickly like that. Not when he says he's taken berries and the next thing they know he's recreated a colonial era journal to perfection. But Eliot swore he shoved a glass of water at him, not more goddamn orange soda.

They don't talk about it, the thing lingering over their heads as they conduct each con, the unacknowledged thing between the five of them that's a little deeper than just a desire to take down the rich and powerful.

They aren't perfect, they all know that- sometimes they're too good with their covers, sometimes they have to shift gears as the con unfolds before them, but somehow things always seem to work out.

But no one asks about it, so-

They don't talk about it.

interesting to me how miles' ambition was to become a scientist researching interdimensional travel. not necessarily because this is weird, but because he said 'fuck spider-man and fuck new york, i'm gonna get a degree in an entirely different state, you can survive without me'. he's more than just spider-man, in a way that isn't commonly seen. peter b doesn't have another job. when mj asks him how work was, she's referring to the spider society. jess and miguel don't have jobs. they wouldn't be able to devote so much of their time to running the place if they had jobs. the most commonly seen spider-man canon has spider-man as either a crime fighter for a career or a photographer of spider-man. basically a professional selfie-taker. not really a real job or career. just an easy way to make money. and their ambitions further than that aren't showcased. but with miles it's the opposite. he subverts expectations as spider-man. and he knows that he's more than just spider-man too

parker and hardison genuinely make me feel so fucking feral. they literally makeout in season one but it doesn't make me feel anywhere near as crazy as their cheek kiss in the grave danger job. the nose touch when they're dancing in the queen's gambit job - pride and prejudice hand flex levels of insanity.

"Eliot? You better hurry up."

Leverage Redemption S01E03 The Rolling on the River Job.

I just remembered I had a dream that I was going to a hospital for mental health stuff, and fucking Mammon was my doctor

This man would tell me I was just lazy and steal my money 😭

Good Morning.

Remember what they took from us.

courtesy of my friend off of tumblr who made this about me at parties

tony would say this to peter and peter would actually stop talking.

Dying fabric rn wdym its only been 8 mins 😟 (as of posting this at least)