No More Girlboss-ifying Annabeth. No More Hermione-ifying Annabeth. No More Team Mom-ifyign Annabeth.

I don't know about about you, but if Miles and Gwen kiss in Beyond the Spider-Verse, I'll be hooting and hollering like when Cap caught Mjolnir in Avengers: Endgame

Shoutout to my Mom’s best friend for saying that it’s okay that I don’t want children

i'm realizing that the only straight couples i like are just percabeth in a different flavor.

Technically Percy Jackson can bend hand sanitizer due to its water content in the alcohol. Imagine insulting him and then you get hand sanitizer in your eyes.

okay since the Spiderverse fandom partially resurrected itself for the sake of The Spider Within, I need to know something.

Wth does the rest of the Spider-Band smell like. That sounds super weird tbh. I’ve read a few fics etc. where Gwen smells like peaches, but what do the rest of them smell like

you know you’ve made it when your SHIP ART is a pfp

fuck the “are you a __ girl” or “are you a __ girl” are you a Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want by Deftones girl or a Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths

What Perfume Is That?

Based off one of my headcanons

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Miles and Gwen were on his bed, cuddling rather awkwardly. First time for everything, right? 

Gwen was on top of her boyfriend, arms wrapped around his upper back loosely, her thighs against his hips and hanging limp. The blonde’s head was propped under his chin, a nervous blush adorning her face. Miles had his arms around her neck gently, hands pointed downward as his lips were drawn in a tight line, head tilted slightly forward. The teenager’s cheeks were highlighted by a slight nervous sweat. 

Miles managed to get a whiff of Gwen’s hair, leaning his head downwards more and getting a stronger grasp on the scent. Gwen tenses up, shifting her body.

“What perfume is that?” Miles asks, swallowing back the stammer that threatens to invade his voice. Gwen relaxes visibly.

“Peach, I got it from—“ the blonde pauses, “—Skylar. The brand.” She finished. Miles nods, inhaling her fragrance again. He hummed, before pulling his head back, thinking his reaction might’ve been a bit too over-the-top. “What, you like it?” Gwen asks, chuckling. 

“I think peaches are my new favorite fruit.” Miles responds.

It’s so unrealistic to me when ppl have miles stay mad at gwen post btsv. Like, y’all expect me to believe that Miles would rlly see the love of his life gather a ragtag group of allies to go against the entirety of spider society and eldritch horror Spot just to save him and his DAD and NOT forgive her ??? Please