#Prompt - You have to let go

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they licensed his ass

my finished piece of the FWMS (official name definitely 100%) thing we started a few days ago! I had fun I hope folks had and/or continue to have fun with the sketch as well.

[stealingyourbones]

Peter Parker dimension travels to Metropolis. Not MCU Peter, but 616 late 20s Peter Parker who can forge his identity and works for Lex Corp, initially not realizing it’s a bad company, but when he does he continues working for them to slowly yet surely make plans to expose and dismantle the company.

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Just once I would like a Peter stuck in Gotham story where Tony gets dragged along with him for the ride.

Like they drop down and Tony is like

“Not an ideal situation, good news is we’re not dead. Bad news that looked like a one way trip for us. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Now we should focus on short-term goals: food, water and a place to stay, everything else can wait.”

I want Tony to be out there working his ass off from helping people with broken items then getting a job at wayne enterprises and starting a technology revolution in this dimension because he just can’t stand how out of date everything is and then running to pick up Peter from the rich kid school and the two of them trying to do reconnaissance and failing miserably.

Peter for his part is having a great time with school and his new vigilante gig.

Peter’s vigilante friends in school are worried about how bruised Peter looks sometimes and think that Tony is abusive before breaking in and just hearing Tony being a mother hen.

Then one breakout things are not looking too good and Spider-man just says

“Karen, activate Papa Protocol.”

And then like ten minutes later in comes Ironman with a bone to pick with the rouges.

Bruce doesn’t know if he loves Tony or hates him but his kids find him hilarious.

[benevolenterrancy]

Finally got Fish Book 3 out from the library (and 4 on its way!), at last I will be experiencing Real Pregnant Li Yu for myself! After being there for your experience of it finally it's my turn xD You said a bit back you like getting drawing prompts, could I suggest flustered just-realized-his-fish-is-a-cute-boy Prince Jing? He gained confidence quickly but that period where he was embarrassed about things like petting his fish because if his fish is a person petting his tail is like touching his butt was very funny and very cute 💖 He's such a dork <3

hey, prince jing, what exactly are you touching there? 🤨

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 293

Jason takes a deep breath. He takes a deep breath, in for ten seconds, out for eight, and just takes a minute before looking again. Nope, there’s still the strange quartet of orbs in the box of what should be stolen weapons (What, the government had enough, honestly) that gave his workers the heebie-jeebies. 

Which is not the vibe he gets from them. In fact, he’s actually kind of concerned with how much he has to beat the Pit back with how quickly it lurches to latch onto the… Well they’re not gems, and he’s a little wary about touching them at first, but the Pit does seem to settle when he does.

Alright, he can deal with this. It’s not like he has several heads in a duffel bag that needs to be delivered or a tiny assassin child back in his safehouse (Seriously Talia, why was he the preferred babysitter?) or an entire gang in Crime Alley to deal with. It’ll be fine. 

…

He would like to curse out his past self, because there’s now four babies in his safehouse that appeared to have fucking hatched from the orbs. Goddamnit. 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Danse Macabre

[Commission]

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 28

Thomas stared down at Bruce-no- Danny as he led him by the hand toward what he had dubbed as his "Secret Lair" which was just an old fall out shelter in the woods that had been well hidden and forgotten about. The door to it was old and still buried under years of dirt and plant growth, requiring Danny to phase them into it which made Thomas wonder how his grandson had found it in the first place.

Inside was surprisingly high tech. "You have a secret lair filled with all this equipment but don't have any weapons or armor?" Thomas asked, making mental preparations to fix that.

Danny sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and explained his only allies were two other 14 year olds who were also untrained, unarmed, unarmored, and unsuper-powered which would explain why Danny was so excited to be working with an adult vigilante who at least knew what they were doing.

The kid didn't even mind when some of his more evil or harmful rogues "stopped showing up" thankfully no one would really question the reclusive Vlad Masters "going back to Wisconsin" only to never be seen again. No one saw much of him before coming to Amity Park, it made since he would become a hermit again once he had his fill of human interaction.

And if hes later found dead in his cheese castle? Well, the body had decomposed too much to really say what killed him. His will left everything to a Daniel James Fenton/Daniel James Masters which visibly infuriated Danny. Thomas mentally patted himself on the back. It was a good call to get rid of that one. The will was a surprise, though one that can only benefit Thomas in his crusade of protecting his grandson. Its not like he can return to a timeline that no longer exists anyway.

Unfortunately this doesn't stop the bats from hearing about "Batman" operating in a city in Illinois for the past few months...

[coldflash-corner]

Barry probably has showed up so often to Saints and Sinners to talk to Snart, debate with him, ask for help, etc. (with a complete absence of the fear anyone else would have) that it's basically common knowledge that Cold has a boyfriend that will show up and scold him like a Missus

[logicheartsoul]

Since I’m sitting here waiting for my flight, I had some thoughts. I’ve read a few fics where Sam and Bucky have meet cutes in airplanes and a couple of meet uglies adjacent to flying (but trip related and then later they encounter in the airport), but what about meet uglies in the gate?

Maybe the two of them are waiting for a flight to New York or DC and while the two of them think damn that guy is hot something happens, maybe someone bumps into someone and gets a drink spilled all over or something of the sort. It’s an annoyance but then they sit in different areas away but somehow still in eye contact range lol

But then it comes to boarding and then it turns out they’re seated next to each other. What are the odds. Now they have to handle this flight and maybe they normally wouldn’t be as annoyed but they both had to deal with obstacles getting to the airport for different reasons so they just wanted to chill once they made it through security and on the plane.

So they kinda rub on each other verbally but also they really start getting into the banter so suddenly it’s not just like “ugh you got my shirt ruined and I didn’t pack one in my carryon!” But like “you like WHAT on your pizza??” Type vibes.

Anyways that leads to admitting things they wouldn’t normally say in a first time encounter with someone but it’s not like they’re seeing each other again, right? They’re on separate vacations and just happen to be on the same flight.

Wrong.

Now they’ve gotten their luggage and their separate ways but when their rides take them to the same place?

Looks like their vacations got a whole lot more interesting.

(Even funnier is if the place they’re meeting at is like Steve’s wedding or something and they’re groomsmen lol But any other variations of where they meet is fun!)

[ragnarockz]

✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️

make these bitches trib, beta.

🥰😌😌

💜 ✂💚✂

Agnes chuckles under her breath as she puts her phone down onto the night table. Her sudden laugh makes Vidal shoot her a sideways glance.

"Ordered another toy..."

Vidal raises her eyebrows and shakes her head; rolling her eyes as she licks her lips. She lets out a little huff as she tucks deeper into her side of the bed. She can sense Agnes' anxiety growing quickly.

"What?!"

Vidal shakes her head again as she stays silent and flips past another page of the book she was reading. She pretends to ignore Agnes but she feels her partner shift closer towards her in bed.

"Hey, what?"

Vidal feels Agnes' hand touch her leg against the comforter as she tries to get her to look her way. Vidal pouts her lips as she slowly closes her book and rests it onto her lap.

"Oh...nothing...don't you have enough of them?"

Vidal lets the silence hang in the air until she steals a quick glance at Agnes beside her. Vidal can see the detectives' face scrunch up from trying to consider her words before she lets out a deep breath.

"Thought you liked them?"

Agnes watches Vidal shrug as she grabs the edge of the comforter to bring up closer to her as if she was getting ready to fall asleep right then and there. Vidal feels the restraint suddenly on the fabric as Agnes grabs the other side to stop her. Vidal shoots her a look with questioning eyes which causes Agnes to let go of the comforter edge. However, it doesn't matter now, not with Vidal pushing the comforter all the way down and off of her with her feet.

"I do, Baby but...sometimes I just want to feel you and not...necessarily and extension of you..."

Agnes pouts her lips and folds her arms over her chest as she leans back into her pillows. Vidal pretends to pick lint from the bed sheet beside her; her eyes dancing up every now and then to study Agnes' face. She's half joking of course and hopes that Agnes isn't taking it fully to heart.

"You could have just told me..."

Agnes continues to pout as she sits there all grumpy over the fact that, a) she just dropped money on a new toy and, b) she thought her and Vidal had a very good verbal communication between them. Usually Vidal told her everything; even if it was a little blunt or on the nose. Vidal tries her best to choke back a laugh as she nods her head and scoots closer to Agnes; their legs now touching side-by-side.

"I could have but...I could also just show you..."

"Show me?"

Agnes' eyebrows rose up as she eyed Vidal curiously. Was this some sort of new game she wanted to play; some way of getting back about buying too many sex toys? Agnes didn't know but what she did, was that Vidal was taking off her clothes and fast.

She watched as the agent stripped in front of her on their bed; peeling off her spaghetti strapped top to reveal nothing underneath. They were both dressed and ready for bed before all of this and now, their pajamas were suddenly in the way.

Agnes quickly uncrossed her arms; not wanting to miss a second of whatever the hell Vidal was rushing towards. She peeled off her own ribbed tank top and threw it away and onto the floor somewhere. She was trying to get undressed faster than Vidal; as if she had to be the first one to do so. It made Vidal laugh and roll her eyes as she, on the other hand, took her time to give Agnes a show.

"You're always so impatient, Baby...why is that? You trying to eat me all up with your eyes? Trying to devour me first before we even do anything?"

Agnes grunted in agreement as she laid back once more to soak in a very naked Vidal before her. She still couldn't get over how every inch of that woman was hers and how, Vidal allowed herself to be Agnes'. The detective felt an ache in her chest and words bubble out of her lips as a whispered 'I love you' filled the space between them. Vidal beamed and felt her face flush; Agnes was usually shy about using words of affirmation and when she did feel safe enough to use them, it always made Vidal feel like she was the only person left on earth.

"Don't go all soft on me now, Vidal...come on...show me how much you need just me and nothing else..."

Agnes' whispered words made the emotion in the room change once more as Vidal brought her hands down and out to take hold of Agnes' shin. She was guiding the detective to where she wanted her to be. Agnes shifted down the bed so that she wasn't knees to chest; almost laying down flat. She rested on her forearms and looked up at Vidal with eyes filled with lust and passion and desire. She felt her breath catch in her throat.

"Maybe I,"

Vidal's words drifted as she positioned herself between Agnes' legs. She hooked her right arm underneath Agnes' right leg and lifted it up so that it could rest on her upper thigh and near her hip. Vidal watched earnestly as Agnes' eyes went wide with realization of the position she was being put in and the close proprieties of their bodies now,

"...just want to feel your bare clit against mine."

Vidal barely tuned into the soft 'holy fuck' that fell from Agnes' lips as she pushed her hips up and made the first contact against her girlfriend. She thoughts Agnes was going to fold right then and there; saw the way her facial expressions change. She was fighting something internally; a thought or a feeling. Vidal continued to rock her hips and rub herself against Agnes' hot and slick folds, her clit.

"It's ok, Baby...you're ok..."

Agnes closed her eyes and nodded her head and fully relaxed herself as she allowed herself to feel. That was what scared her the most, she believed, the fact that her body was 'good enough' to give Vidal pleasure. An extension of herself was something she relied on heavily; believing that maybe, it was more than enough to keep Vidal satisfied. The extension of course, was something that made her feel like she had a 'right' to be who she was and present herself the way she did.

Vidal was teaching her to strip away from all of that as she rocked her hips a little faster, a little harder. The friction caused both of them to moan and gasp; getting off on the sounds of one another and the sensation of wet skin against wet skin. It was intimate; so much so that Agnes couldn't dare open her eyes to watch.

But she wanted to, so badly. She was missing out, her brain screamed at her, Vidal was the first and last thing she ever wanted to see.

Agnes opened her eyes and looked across from herself; catching the way her own breasts swayed against her chest with each rock of Vidal's hips. Agnes felt like her brain had stopped completely when her eyes did meet Vidal in front of her. A piece of art wouldn't have looked this heavenly.

She was covered in sweat and her hair was loose and free against her shoulders. Lips parted as she panted her way through each movement. Her right hand still held Agnes' leg against her hip to keep the position but her left was groping and playing with her own breast. Stomach taught and breasts bouncing as she moved; the friction hot and tight between their legs as Agnes felt herself grow wetter with each passing roll of Vidal's hips. She opened her mouth and a whimper came out instead of the words she wanted to say.

Vidal looked down at Agnes' face and caught her gaze. She smiled at her with comfort; with ease. She wanted to coax her partner into safety, into a place where she didn't have to hold back for feeling embarrassed or unsure or even unloved. Agnes held Vidal's gaze as she, slowly started to reciprocate herself, using her forearms to steady herself as she rolled her hips upwards against Vidal.

Vidal broke her eye contact only to let her head hang back and eyes close in ecstasy. The sensation of Agnes rubbing back; rubbing her wet folds against hers, feeling Agnes' engorged clit rub against her own was almost too much to handle even if she had initiated it. She could sense Agnes stripping away from whatever was holding her back as she started to move faster and at her usual pace Vidal was used to. The agent let a series of moans fall from her lips as Agnes took over, took full control.

"ohfuckbabe....fuckVidal....comeonbabe...Iknowyou'regettingclose..."

Agnes basically growled out her words as she rolled a little harder; throwing Vidal off kilter a little. She heard a whimper fall from the agents' lips as her head snapped back up to watch Agnes; to catch her expression. Gritted teeth and a wild look in her eye, her hair messy and falling into her face, Vidal couldn't hold back any longer.

The sudden release and the heat between their legs increased and Agnes could only focus on the sensation of hers or, possibly, Vidal's cum running down the inside of her thigh and to her ass. She slammed forward once more; greedily catching another hit of friction which made Vidal groan and release Agnes' right leg from her hip. It fell with a soft thud onto the bed; finally released from the entanglement they had put themselves into.

Agnes slumped backwards fully; her arms coming out underneath herself and her head hitting the mattress as she laid down completely flat. It felt like everything was spinning around her and still at the same time; fully reveling in the sensation of her orgasm.

A thought crossed her mind and she hoped, prayed, that Vidal wasn't looking. Her shaky left hand snaked down her body to find her clit; sore and swollen and numb. She gave it a few wet swipes and a full circle; fully accepting that she couldn't feel any sensation between her legs. She huffed out an annoyed breath and heard Vidal click her tongue behind her teeth.

She was peering at Agnes from her position on the bed; one arm raised above her head and the other used to rest her chin upon. She had been watching the detective the entire time; watched and savored how Agnes reacted. Agnes closed her eyes and shook her head, scoffing as she bit her lip.

"Ok...fuck, ok, Vidal...maybe you were right..."

"Maybe?"

Agnes opened her eyes and raised her head once more to look at Vidal; to study her face. They were both smiling at each other; sleepy and spent and fulfilled. Agnes watched in silence as Vidal rolled over and belly crawled until she was laying on top of Agnes' chest; their breasts touching and interlocking as Vidal snuggled in close.

"No, not maybe...definitely.."

[dipplinduo]

Announcement: A Wild DIPPLINSHIPPING HYPE WEEK appeared!

As you may know, the Indigo Disk DLC released on December 14th, 2023. In anticipation of the upcoming 1 year anniversary, we're banding together to celebrate the wonderful conclusion of the DLC storyline and all of the swoony & angsty moments of dipplinshipping as a whole!

This event and its prompts are based entirely on community ideas and voting. According to final responses, most dipplinshipping community members prefer to celebrate from Saturday, December 14th, 2024 (Indigo Disk Anniversary Date) to Friday, December 20th, 2024.

Event Guidelines:

Any art form is welcome. Whether you want to draw, paint, write, create music, or so on - we love and encourage it!

Participation is entirely up to the creator. While the official start and end dates of the celebration week are outlined, you are more than welcome to release submissions at your own pace and liking. If you only want to do 1 or 2 prompts, no worries! If you want to do all 7, have at it! Just make sure you're having fun. :)

Please mark your content accordingly and remain mindful of community safety and comfort. I plan to promote all content that is created for this event, but will not be promoting inappropriate themes (e.g., NSFW, violent/graphic content, inappropriate treatment of minors or pokemon, or any other related themes that may be questionable or discomforting). Off theme submissions will also not be promoted (e.g., OC shipping).

How to Submit:

Use the Tumblr hashtags: #dipplinshipping, #dipplinshippinghypeweek2024.

Submission Link for AO3 Collection.

Have fun!!! I can't wait to celebrate with you. <3

Special shoutouts to @mimilovesfurret for suggesting this event idea, and to @kekstala, @mandachuart, and @tuttiflutie for co-creating the lovely infographic above on short notice!

With love,

dipplinduo

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt in Memes 6

Let's make it some in-world memes this time :)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Old Men(tor) Big Naturals

(for @3luecactuz)

[blushweddinggowns]

Prompt number 2 bc I’m praying for more jealous Steve content. Bc Eddie can be so oblivious and Steve can be such a bitch and those things are so important to me

Eddie was a glutton for self-punishment, that was the only reasonable explanation he could come up with on what the fuck he was doing here. Sitting at some random gay bar as he watched the man he loved dance the night away with his bestfriend.

He just had to volunteer to be their designated driver. Maybe it was stupid, but Eddie thought that y'know, a gay bar meant that no he would not have to watch Steve flirt with some randos. But he forgot the small detail that bisexual people existed. And he had seen at least three damn girls slip Steve their number.

Which was just...so fucking cruel. Why did life always have to do him so dirty? Eddie had thought that maybe...if they went to this type of place together Steve's mind would open up a bit. A stupid fucking thought honestly. Based off of nearly nothing. Like, okay sure, Steve was all touchy feely with him sometimes. When he was high or drunk suddenly Eddie became his personal chair. And he would say just...the sweetest shit. Going on and on about how happy he was to have met him, how he's so glad he's alive and well, how funny Eddie was, how nice and sweet and pretty and...and all of it had sent his traitorous brain into a tailspin that had him thinking he actually had a chance with a straight guy.

And the fucked up part was that Eddie had really tried to start doing the right thing. He put a little distance between them when he figured out that he was past a silly crush. No he was head over heels for the guy and he needed to get over it. Fast. And if he could just start saying no when Steve called to get high or have a few beers together he probably would have made some progress by now.

But no, he was still to eager for contact with him to say no. Which made him feel like a creep, always waiting around for Steve to be a little out of his mind just so he could get a hug.

When did he become so pathetic?

The only slight comfort he had tonight was the fact that he wasn't alone. It really wasn't fair to bring a straight guy to a place like this, but at least every guy who had eyes on Steve was going to have to suffer in silence with him.

And some of them were kind of cute. Cute enough for Eddie to try and use one as a distraction. He was sitting next to a preppy looking guy, talking to him a little bit. Maybe he shouldn't have set his eyes on someone that kind of looked like Steve, but fuck it. His name was Andrew, and he was nice, a good flirt. The perfect diversion for when Eddie could tear his eyes away from Steve.

And things were actually getting a little interesting with him. He had his hand on Eddie's arm, leaning in to loudly whisper everything he said in Eddie's ear. He was smiling at him, close enough for Eddie to see the pretty gold flakes in his eyes.

They weren't as pretty as Steve's but they'd do.

Andrew tucked a bit of Eddie's hair back behind his ear, leaning in again. But he didn't go for his ear this time, no, he was zeroing in right to Eddie's lips. Not that he was complaining, he let it happen, a sweet, light kiss that had zero time to escalate to more.

Because suddenly, someone was tugging at his arm, hard enough to force Eddie's whole body back, nearly out of his chair. He blinked, more than a little startled to see Steve coming out of nowhere, clinging onto him with that stupid, gorgeous smile.

"Eddieeee," Steve whined, completely ignoring Andrew's presence, "Robin ditched me to make out with someone in the bathroom."

Eddie couldn't help but smile a little bit, despite the fact that he was definitely interrupting what was probably the first good thing about this night. He glanced over at Andrew, who was staring at them, wide-eyed before saying, "Uh, I didn't know you had a boyfriend."

"I don't-"

"I can't hear you in here," Steve loudly interrupted, looking adorably confused, "Come outside with me?"

If Eddie was smart, he would have gently pried Steve's hands off him before sending him off to find Robin. But...a drunk Steve was also a very cute and cuddly one. So fuck it, Eddie could find a rebound for his non-existent relationship next weekend.

He shrugged at Andrew, mouthing a quick apology at him before Steve started to drag him outside through the back door. Eddie half expected Steve to do his usual routine when he was toasted. Sweetly asking for a piggy back ride that Eddie literally could never refuse before falling asleep on his back. Then he'd get him in the car, wrangle Robin from wherever the hell she was, and they'd be off.

But the second they were stepping outside Steve was straightening up and stepping back, to Eddie's immediate confusion. He leaned against the wall, glaring at Eddie in a way he had never seen. Or at least directed at him.

"So," Steve started, his tone way too close to how he sounded when one of the kids pissed him off, "Who was that guy? You looked pretty cozy in there."

Eddie's brain was still struggling to catch up to the change in atmosphere here. But he tried to answer anyway, "I mean we were but-wait. Why are you not drunk? You were literally just-"

"It's called acting dipshit," Steve mumbled, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Which ow, rude. But his next words hurt even more, "Not like I have a choice, since you only seem to like me when I'm fucked up."

Eddie could feel his heart stop in his chest. He didn't-oh no. Oh god. Steve figured out he was a creep. A creep who was probably moments away from getting his ass handed to him.

Eddie swallowed, at a loss for what to say. But he still tried, "I-look dude it's um, it's not like that. I didn't- I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable-"

"Then why the fuck would you kiss another guy right in front of me?"

Okay. That was enough of that. Yes, Steve could be mad about him being creepy, but no he couldn't be mad over having to bear witness for a gay kiss at a gay bar, "Well if I had known that you were apparently only okay with seeing girls kiss each other I wouldn't have come out tonight at all! Honestly Steve, how can you even say that? Like that is some real dumbass levels of homophobia, even for you. I thought the King Steve thing had died-"

"Shut the fuck up oh my god," Steve hissed out, "Are you really that damn dense? That's what you think I'm upset about? Are you fucking kidding me? And I'm the dumbass?"

"Then why are you mad?" Eddie half asked, half yelled.

“I’m not mad," Steve seethed, like he didn't look about five seconds away from choking Eddie out, "I...I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”

Maybe he really was drunk after all. Because now he wasn't making any damn sense.

Eddie pinched the bridge of his nose, beyond frustrated, "Who Steve? Like, I'm sorry to break this to you but not all of us can fucking look like you do alright? We're not all charming, golden Adonis basketball players okay? And sometimes you need to take what you can get. And there was nothing wrong with Andrew-"

"You think I look like a golden Adonis?" Steve interrupted, a weird expression on his face. He looked almost...hopeful? But that didn't make any sense.

"That's what you got out of that?" Eddie asked, exasperated, "I-come one dude. You know you're hot. But that's not my point."

"Well it's mine!" Steve groaned. He was biting his lips, a very distracting nervous habit that Eddie had picked up on, "Because what the fuck are we even doing? You think I'm so hot, so charming, so great, and you decide to kiss someone else in front of me? What the fuck is that? Do you like seeing me jealous? Do you get off on me pining? Please explain."

You see, that was the funny thing about Eddie's brain. One second he was lost, staring at Steve's red, bitten lips, and the next he was desperately trying to catch up with what just came out of his mouth. All of it the perfect blend to effectively shut his brain off completely.

Eddie stared at him, his words as dumb as how his face probably looked, "I-what? Huh?"

Steve narrowed his eyes at him, "Are we really doing this? Are you going to pretend like it's all in my head?"

"I-no. I just-please explain," Eddie is pretty damn sure he had never stuttered through a sentence that hard in his life.

"I've been coming on to you for months and you just keep giving me all of these mixed signals and..." Steve sighed, looking away, "I'm so sick of it Eddie. If you don't like me just say that! Stop whatever this is. Because it's mean and you know it. If you want a better option then just take it already and leave me alone."

He-what-that didn't even- Steve was straight, wasn't he? And now the stuttering had invaded his thoughts. Because if he actually understood all of that then...

He was the biggest idiot on the planet.

And his stunned silence was not helping anything.

Steve sighed, pushing himself away from the wall. He turned away, "I'm going to find Robin. We can just...act like this didn't happen I guess. I'm done."

Eddie had to give himself on thing, at least his body was working a lot faster than his brain. Steve barely had time to take a single step away before he was shooting his hand out to grab his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

"I didn't know you were an option!" Eddie blurted out, his heart hammering in his chest, "I-Stevie I thought all of it was in my head. I-I thought that you were straight and we were just hanging out-"

"You think I sit in the laps of my other guy friends?" Steve asked, completely unimpressed, "While playing with their hair and calling them beautiful? Really, dude?"

Eddie nodded, sure and fast, "Steve, I had to do my senior year three damn times. I'm not always the smartest okay? And in my defense you never mentioned like dudes-"

"Yes I have," Steve interrupted, "When you came out to me, I told you to your face that I understand. That I could relate about hiding things and not talking about it. I literally said we were in the same boat. What else could that mean?"

Eddie remembered that, crystal clear. But..."I thought you were talking about PTSD, not secretly being into dudes."

"One dude," Steve corrected, but he was relaxing a little, thank fuck. Maybe Eddie could still fix this.

He took a deep breath, using his hold on Steve's wrist to pull him closer. His hands were fucking shaking, bad enough for Steve to almost certainly notice when he rested them on his hips.

This was it, he might as well be as clear as humanly possible, "I am so into you. Like a scary amount. Like I'm...borderline in love with you."

He was completely in love with him, but he didn't have the balls to say that bit out loud. He kept going, "And I didn't know you felt the same way. At all. Like I am dangerously close to having a stroke from hearing all of that. You kind of flipped my world upside down there."

Steve huffed out a laugh. Eddie may have fucked up everything leading up to this point, but Steve was eating his little speech right up. He shuffled a little closer, wrapping his arms around Eddie's neck with a small smile, "Keep going."

"I thought that I had no chance. I mean even tonight, people couldn't stop looking at you. And you got those numbers-"

"I threw them away," Steve interrupted, "You missed that part."

He had definitely missed that part, too caught up in his own head. But that didn't stop a smile from breaking out on Eddie's face, "Good. Because if you want me, you have me. I'm all yours, in any way you want me. Understand? Fuck, Stevie if I had known any of this we'd be the ones making out in the bathroom right now. And I'm sorry about..."

For the life of him Eddie couldn't remember his name, not when he had Steve smiling at him in his arms, "The other guy. But it literally means nothing to me. Not if I get to have you. Do...do I get to have you?"

Steve hummed, pretending to think about it while he played with a lock of Eddie's hair, "I guess that depends. Is making out in the bathroom still on the table?"

"Fuck yes it is."

Steve grinned, leaning up to press the sweetest little kiss to the side of Eddie's mouth, "Then I guess you have me then."

[thecorefrisk]

I love those fics where Toothless is actually older than Hiccup and it’s portrayed as this like ‘Oh, look at this gigantic thing and the small child that keeps following him around because the gigantic thing thinks it’s his baby’.

It’s so awesome because it further expands on dragon family dynamics and kinda shows the perspective the dragons had on the time of the Red Death through how the treat the young ones of Berk— specifically Hiccup, someone who literally looked like the human version of a wet cat.

(And not entirely in a pathetic way either because even when wet, cats will hiss at you.)

There’s only one thing I wish there was more of in them. Toothless being like a bat </3. That’s really what they were leaning towards in the first movie and I was so sad when there was none of that in the rest. He lost his batty qualities. Toothless isn’t cat-like. He’s batty. And he would be so much cooler if they had leaned into that instead of making him a giant puppy.

(I wouldn’t have minded the giant puppy qualities if we were sometimes reminded that he’s still a beast throughout it all. Y’know, a show of how he’s not domesticated, he’s just with Hiccup. He’s still a dragon.)

(Idk, it makes people seem dumb for being scared of dragons when they don’t acknowledge that the large, lizard pet currently drooling all over that kid’s pale, pale face is still a dragon and they’re not going to adhere to dog rules or even human rules because they aren’t dogs and they’re aren’t human. They are large, scaly beasts.

The point of How to Train Your Dragon 1 was an acknowledgment that ‘yes, these are large and terrifying creatures’. ‘But they’re also ______’. They acknowledge that Toothless was still a dragon but there was more to him than that.

In the way that a lot of society hates wasps, but they’re still essential to the environment. Or how people are terrified of lions, tigers, and cheetahs but they’re still pretty fucking cool.

Like, yes, they are dangerous but they’re also just beings trying to survive just like you and I. They showed how dragons wouldn’t have a reason to attack the people of Berk if they genuinely hadn’t been given a reason to. That reason being… the Red Death.)

[methoughtsphantom]

Does this count as kidnapping???

A clockwork apprentice Danny that has to fake Jason’s death because he accidentally meddled in the event leading up to it and now he has to act fast because he literally can hear Batman’s running steps catching up to him so in spectacular fashion Danny panics, goes “shit shit shit” and puts Jason in the ghost version of a coma but like expert level pumps him up with so much ectoplasm the kid legit dies for a hot minute there.

…It makes Batman think his kid really is dead like he is supposed to so not all is bad, the timeline is back on track.

It’s just that now Danny can’t leave Jason to be be buried in the ground like he was meant to be originally, instead he waits until no one is looking to snatch the kid up and take him with him to the infinite realms.

Jason is legit convinced he was kidnapped.

Jason: who are you and why did you kidnap me???

Danny: what— kid I didn’t kidnapped you, I saved you

Jason: likely story

Danny: really kid I’m not kidding this is not a kidnapping

Jason: well then can I go home

Danny:

Danny: no

Jason: fucking figures

…

Danny: in my defense when I found you you were already kidnapped

Jason: so? kidnapping me from my kidnappers doesn’t make u better

Danny:

Danny: well it makes me the better kidnapper