the direct result of peer pressure. where's a psa when you need one?
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Doctor Who Cares? - A spinoff in which all is right with the ladies’ storylines and they take custody of the TARDIS every weekend to explore the universe together, defeating misogyny and laughing along the way
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HEADCANON AC-FUCKING-CEPTED!
DR. STRANGE.
Before RDJ was Tony Stark, I wanted him as Dr. Strange. And like, 1970s Jim Starlin psychedelic Dr. Strange. Siiiigh!
But anyway this is perfect.
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X-Men #1 Young Variant. No Boys Allowed.
these ladies are about to fuck shit up
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I always appreciate these photosets- they’re like, idk, Now That’s What I Call Tumblr or something
I had to restrain myself from hitting the reblog button several times over
Perfect post
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Superwoman’s Boyfriend: Clark Kent
by Hermesgildo
[Image: A full color image of Lois Lane: Superwoman carrying her boyfriend Clark Kent in her arms.]
this is A Good Thing
“Please, um, Superwoman, I’d really like to get -.”
“I’ve got you Smallville, don’t you worry.”
Clark adjusted his glasses for the millionth time, not that it would make the height any better. “My co-worker Lois calls me that. Is there Kansas written on my face?”
She laughed. “Well, you’re certainly not a real city boy…”
When they did land, on top of a building (which still really really bothered him), Clark took out his handkerchief and wiped his face.
His heart was still beating hard, but he’d probably never forget the view.
“Thank you so much Ma’am.”
“I’m a Miss.” she said, hand on one hip. “And your pen burst.”
“What?” he looked at his pocket. “Shucks…” he muttered.
Superwoman wanted to laugh. She really did.
Men were so precious, just like her cousin Superboy. They really had no idea.
Better this than Batwoman.
She couldn’t take ANY jokes.
“Well, good day Citizen!” she said, starting to air walk away.
“Wait! Wait Ms. Super -er, Superwoman!”
She looked over her shoulder, doing a shampoo commercial hair toss. “Yes?”
“Can I get an exclusive with you?”
As soon as the word was out of his mouth, his demeanor changed.
Good job, Clark. Go for the jugular.
“Certainly. Where and when?”
“How about… how about the roof of the Daily Planet? Close to noon. We can have lunch and talk!”
“Oh, you buying?”
“Sure.”
She nodded then flew away.
Ha ha! Clark… I’m going to tease you about this mercilessly. Someone’s got a crush on Superwoman! Someone’s got a crush on… shit, that’s me!
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