Stephen Was Standing In A Corner Nursing A Drink When He Was Approached By A Young Man Who Had A Look

High school boyfriends

"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.

Freaky ahh sadness

for some reason middle aged comic fans coming on the internet to defend their decision as to why they thought a twelve year old should have died or lived is so funny 😭😭😭

Ship what you like and write what you like, just make sure you tag it so it doesn't end up triggering someone who didn't want to see that. It's been proven time and time again now in studies that fictional fantasies are not indicative of a person's real life morals, but you know what is? Lacking the empathy in understanding and acknowledging that your views are not universal and just because you are okay with something, does not mean everyone is and wants to see it. There's a difference between censorship and content warnings. Censorship is far too easily weaponised at the life threatening expense of minorities and other vulnerable groups. Content warnings/tags are not censorship, it's the only way people, in real life or in fandom spaces, can safely exist in a world where censorship is rightfully rejected. Asking for common decency is not ship hate.

"My thing is not your thing" goes both ways. Anti-censorship and content warnings go hand in hand, they're essential to one another. Warnings are not an attack.

I love the headcanon that Jason writes fanfiction and the funniest part of it to me is how his author notes would take the ao3 curse to a whole new level

A/N: here you go guys. Sorry it’s a couple days late, I spent the entirety of yesterday forcing soup and fever-reducers down my brothers throat while he actively told me he wasn’t sick

comments: omg is your brother okay?? Jason, responding: yeah he’s fine now. I took my eyes off him for a second, he downed a coffee and it fucking healed him?? Idefk. comments: wtf

Jason: yo sorry this was a little rushed, my sister’s ballet recital was crashed by the joker and I spent the night helping with the relief efforts comments: damn your siblings are living crazy lives Jason: you don’t know the half of it

Jason: this chapter was a week late, yeah. Sorry about that. I died again.

Me at 14 and me at 22 are having a bonding moment

I thought he’d like the shirt.

“you should be the bigger person” absolutely not. i’m cursing his entire bloodline.

peak philosophy in ao3 tags