#and also a creepy one

[hawkinsbnbg]

Eddie can't believe he's seeing Steve Harrington in a gay bar of all the places. Sure, he heard rumors about a certain jock becoming friends with the band geek Robin Buckley (whom he already clocked as a friend of Dorothy), but he didn't expect it to be true.

Here in the safe space for queer people in Indianapolis, Steve is sitting by the bar—wearing his little pink crop top and skin tight Levi's—and laughing heartily at something Buckley is saying. And Eddie wants.

Anyway, this is his chance. Years of ogling watching Steve finally pays off now. As smoothly as possible, he slides into the stool beside Steve, catches his attention, and starts whispering to him. It's not a conversation intended for impressionable ears, after all.

"I happen to know the best places to hide bodies."

Steve blinks owlishly at him, caught off guard that Eddie knows about his secret.

"What?"

"Don't worry, princess." Eddie grabs Steve's hand and presses a kiss to the back of it, making him blush prettily. "Your secrets will forever be safe with me. I'm just here to let you know that you're not alone."

"... Who are you again?"

Steve looks cute when he's baffled, so Eddie can't be blamed for responding him with a wink.

"The name is Eddie. But you can also call me Daddy."

Steve rolls his eyes, huffing.

"You're so weird, man."

In the end, Eddie successfully introduced himself to his crush and went home with Steve's phone number safely tucked in his pocket. Before he left, however, he heard Buckley hiss something to Steve that almost sounded like:

"Girl, stop. That weirdo is not your Prince Charming."

"Well," Steve said. "I could be Juliet."

And the hopeless romantic in Eddie's heart swooned.

[wickedsnack-art]

My piece for @bloodmoonzine - the lovely and terrifying Puppet Zelda from Twilight Princess.

I am actually so beyond proud of this piece, it might be one of my favorite I've ever done.

[croquicat]

...Danny?

started co-parenting a little fanfic plot bunny with @laevaa :D

[stars-obsession-pit]

John Constantine sighed loudly, interrupting the discussion in the meeting room. He rubbed his forehead, clearly looking like he wanted to light a cigarette.

“Well, I do know someone who could probably help, but it’ll be… awkward.”

Zatanna raised an eyebrow. “Another jilted lover?”

John scowled. “I’ve pissed people off for far more than just sleeping with ‘em, you know. But… yes.”

Batman butted in, “And you’re sure they’ll help?”

“Hopefully.”

“That doesn’t reassure me,” Flash remarked snidely.

John opened his mouth to rebuke Flash’s words, but Wonder Woman spoke up first. “It’s still better than nothing. Unless they’re likely to attack you.” She turned towards John. “…Are they likely to attack you?”

“Nah, Clockwork ain’t the type. And a few years won’t have changed that.” John paused, then sighed again. “Anyway… give me a couple hours and I should be able to set up a summoning circle. Even if he doesn’t show up immediately, he should be able to feel it.”

When they reconvened, John stood in front of a decidedly unimpressive looking ritual circle, wearing a strange medallion.

“Really? That’s it? You’re sure this guy is powerful enough to deal with this?”

“Fuck off. I told you we’d dated, of course I have a leg up in contacting him. It wouldn’t work if you tried this.”

“Is everything ready?” Batman cut off further arguing.

“Yeah, should be.”

John uncorked a small vial of a glowing fluid and downed it in one gulp, grimacing. Clearing his throat, he turned around and began to chant. Except instead of words, what came from his mouth was an sibilant hiss of static, like a radio tuned to dead air.

At first, not much appeared to happen, but then the world began to slow down, the colors graying further and further as the effect intensified. Only Constantine seemed untouched, continuing his chant unabated.

Suddenly, time seemed to skip like an old record, and the effect was gone. Blinking away the haze from their eyes, the gathered heroes noticed a new figure in the room.

A baby.

Everyone turned to stare at John Constantine, silently demanding answers to the same question.

“Did you seriously have a kid with a godlike being and then abandon them?”

[demaparbat-hp]

Thinking about @stygiovictoria's Roleswap AU.

[pureseasalt]

at woe's hollow straight up jorkin it haha. and by it i mean..... well..... haha... ha.......oh god. oh dear god. oh lord oh dear lord. oh go d forgiv e me

[demonic0angel]

Story Idea

Story idea where the Batfamily stumbles upon a painting that was kept away because it's considered haunted and take it home. It has reportedly caused hallucinations, dizziness, headaches and nosebleeds, unnaturally unlucky incidents, “accidental” deaths, and much, much more, whenever one is kept in someone’s home. It's one of the Team Phantom members, but I like to think it's Jazz because she's a good introduction to the ghost craziness.

However, at night, they discover why the painting is called haunted. When night falls, the painting talks and has conversation with people, just like a regular person. At first, only Jason could see it and he thought he was going crazy until Jazz was eventually able to chat with all of the Batfamily members and says that she’s actually part of a collection. A collection of 7 paintings that were all created by her little brother for their family, which also included his portrait, and they have to collect them all or the paintings will continue to wreck havoc on the mental and psychological health of everybody around them. (The only reason the Batfamily is safe is because Jazz is a less haunted painting than the others and the Batfamily are already halfway insane).

Cue ghost and spy shenanigans as the Batfamily all have to search for the 7 paintings created by D. P. Fenton, a mysterious individual who created 7 works of art and trapped his loved ones’ spirits inside of them.

Sketches of the paintings

[captainjonnitkessler]

Just deleted the ask I was trying to respond to, but re: "skeptics always die in horror movies" - I have mixed feelings on that trope!

On the one hand I think it sets the tone and helps the audience suspend their disbelief - people are always complaining about horror movie characters being idiots, so this can be a way to be like "see? We DID consider rational explanations, and then someone immediately got murdered very supernaturally, so stop asking questions and accept the premise."

On the other hand, I think it definitely contributes to the idea that skeptics are close-minded killjoys who are too stubborn to accept reality, which is a very common and incredibly annoying mindset. Shane Madej did not spend the last eight years marching into haunted houses and loudly demanding that the demons inside kill him for me to still be hearing shit about how "if you don't take the supernatural seriously you will Attract Evil Energies And Die".

[honehonn3honey]

What happens to this empty place, waiting for my arrival...

Rook in my heart. You can read the monster list here @lustlovehart

[Alt under the cut]

This is the original version but God, I don’t see anything else and I didn’t want others to get hurt watching

Now here I put my thoughts as I drew him:

I think our beautiful creature doesn't really have a human anatomy, his limbs are long and with very little muscle covering. Their bones could click together if it fully manifested. Claws replacing part of the bony fingers and nails. You could feel the long ribs behind that thick sack

He doesn’t need beyond his big and cool gothic sack to cover his abnormal appearance, after all the is no more shadows and fog for everyone’s eyes

The darkness consumes you from the pores, in each puff of lungs, you could become one with him and he would be delighted

I feel that it is detached from all worldly, but I would keep a thing or two of those who most appreciate... like the feathers of Neige or a brooch of Vil

[spookberry]

theyre kinda the same character but in different fonts ngl

[holopossums]

he's more than just a guy to me. maybe some sort of creature

[amaliatheartist]

Check me out, I'm damaged goods

[pixelpurgatory]

⋆˙⟡ alternate universe cas challenge | day four : coffee shop ✧˖°. challenge by @honeysylvan

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 310

Shadow core Danny? Shadow core Danny with Hazmat AU? Indeed, with a hint of a twist. 

See that hazmat helmet beneath the hood? Yeah that’s erm, that might be his actual face now. It might be able to split open into a proper maw, as he found out during one of the early fights. He thinks it might be a shadow-core thing though, because Fright Knight has something similar, along with the Keeper. Who's apparently a ghost that keeps track of other shadow-ghosts, which, cool. Cool library covered in flesh, nothing spooky there. 

He mentions this? Because apparently even if all ghosts partially feed on emotions, shadow cores need Fear the most. Which, thankfully shadow cores are apparently more rare than he’d expect, so he’s not going to go into a territorial frenzy or something on a bad day, yay! 

But uh, he might… count as a ghostling since he’s only a year dead- in fact he’ll continue to be as such until he’s at least 100 years dead, since he didn’t die as an adult. Which in turn… means he needs even more fear, at least until he’s old enough to generate it on his own. 

So what’s a ghostling to do? Take a trip to one of the most fear-soaked cities in the world, y’know, just a little weekend trip every month. Gotham isn’t that bad, and he can stay invisible- mostly! What’s going to happen, he run into a vigilante? Ha… oh no.

[eldritch-train]

[valeovalairs]

chip should be able to take his head off now for giggles