Mentally Still Here

I remember starting my Young Justice x Peter Parker in Gotham fic thinking I can definitely finish this in a few months…guess who celebrated it’s one yr anniversary the other day 🤩

This was my Luke if anybody cares

Bonus points if you recognise him too 🤭

I literally though he and the movie actor were the same person and like Annabeth I get it - if he looked like that you couldn’t convince me of nish

[Damian and Peter sketching on some rooftop]

Damian: what did you draw?

Peter: (flipping his sketch book) A dog. And he’s bored. What did you draw?

Damian: (sighing) A stick.

Peter: A stick??

Damian: A stick from the park where YOU PROMISED TO TAKE ME TODAY!!!

This is especially hilarious if you consider annabeths old actress’s Miley Cyrus ass stare

Like who is she trying to possess omgod stop

Pjo headcanon:

Percy “does not and will not make eye contact while talking and is struggling to pay attention” Jackson

vs

Annabeth “making direct eye contact 24/7 even if no one’s talking and is constantly taking in information” Chase

Headcanon: Percy and Annabeth, as a result of being a loving, functional, equitable couple, have caused no less then 8 break ups among their acquaintances.

Annabeth's friend in New Rome watching Percy run two blocks to the drug store to get her Advil for her ankle, because she left it at home that day by mistake:

Friend: Gods, how did you train him that good?

Annabeth, barely paying attention to what she said: huh? Oh I didn't train him much, really. I taught him Ancient Greek, some myths and stuff. I mean, I guess I kind of trained him in battle strategy? But that was more of a "learning on your feet" kind of thing.

Friend: No I mean train him to do whatever you ask, or do things without even asking.

Annabeth: What?

Friend: Like if my back was hurting, I don't think my boyfriend would run two blocks to Walgreens for me.

Annabeth: That's fucked up.

Friend: You ... didn't teach him to do that?

Annabeth: To be nice to me? No, I didn't.

Friend: Ugh, you're so lucky.

Annabeth: I ... think I'm going to kill your boyfriend, actually.

~

Percy forgets to print his paper and somehow manages to leave his computer at home. Annabeth is still home when he calls, and she logs into his computer, prints it for him, and brings it to him before the deadline with his favorite smoothie (she had time to spare, and her best friend was stressed).

Percy: You're amazing, babe. Thank you so much.

Annabeth: Of course. See you later. Love you!

Percy: Love you too!

Some guy in his class: You're so lucky. My girlfriend would never.

Percy: Oh, why not?

Some guy: I don't know. She just doesn't do things like that for me. And the smoothie? Fuck, you're lucky.

Percy: I mean, I know I'm lucky, but ... I don't know, it didn't even occur to me that she wouldn't do me a favor.

Some guy: And she doesn't, like, call you stupid for forgetting?

Percy: No. I mean, she might call me seaweed brain, but that's different.

Some guy: She didn't call you seaweed brain just now.

Percy: You're right she didn't ... hold on [calls Annabeth]. Hey are you mad at me? Well, it's just that I did something silly and you didn't call me 'seaweed brain.' Well, sure anyone could do it, but I did it. No, it doesn't hurt my feelings. Yeah, I like it. Thanks, I love you. [hangs up]. You should break up with your girlfriend by the way.

those first 22 issues i read last night were enough to make me want to draw him ngl

america's sweetheart olympian 🥇

Peter who completely forgets he used a random date for his birthday when he was forging his papers

and then gets jump scared when he steps into his apartment and (amongst other guests) a bloodied Wally, a kilt wearing Roy, a hockey-masked Dick, and a blue scrubbed, scalpel wielding Artemis all yell surprise at him (the date was in fact Halloween)

Peter: so..if Dick is the chainsaw massacre guy, what are the three of you supposed to be?

Wally: (confidently) well, I think ours is pretty obvious - It’s a couple’s fit!!

Peter: (looking between Wally and Art) okay..and you are?

Artemis: A surgeon. He’s the organ donor I trafficked.

Peter: . . .what-?

Artemis: boring right? I think I’ve seen three other couples with the same costume on the way here.

Peter: *suddenly remembering he’s in Gotham*. . .yk what, yeah that checks out.

Roy: I’ve kept it simple this year. I’m an Irishman.

Peter: well that’s lazy. You were already ginger - and why exactly is that terrifying anyway?

Roy:

Peter:

Roy: (deep breath) Okay, I’m going to talk about Ireland. Specifically I want to talk about the famine-

Those Dadwing fics where Peter's, his son:

Peter: I'm 17, that's like practically an adult, and I've been a vigilante since I was like 14. I can take care of myself.

What Richard sees when looking at Peter: