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[mechaniaa]

i have so many thoughts about these two but i cant put it into words so im just gonna make a ghostbat panels thread. im glad ghost-maker got to be his own character after his introduction but he rly is a peak batman character. this may be a monkey paw moment but i am hoping he becomes iconic enough to appear on tv n such... hes got enough lore and character connections and his designs are just straight up cool

[expirednostalgia]

STATUS: open @bhqextras

LOCATION: coney island

Marcus had his eyes on one of the large stuffed prizes at the ring toss. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't particularly good at the amusement park game. "That one was kind of close, that has to count for something, right?" There was a hopefulness in his voice that quickly turned into a dejected sigh when the person behind the counter shook their head. He turned to the person nearest to him and held up one of his hands to the side of his mouth, "Do you think this thing is rigged?" Despite covering his mouth from the person behind the counter, he still spoke loud enough for them to hear him, earning himself a glare from them. "I mean, have you actually seen anyone win one of these things?"

[usyrps]

what if we built a narrative ? what if we affiliated ? 💍

[bravesung]

❛  .  .  .  and  before  you  know  it,  hanamaru,  you’re  going  to  make  a  beautiful  bride!  ❜

how  does  one  become  betrothed  to  someone  they  do  not  love?  oh,  how  you  have  read  about  the  butterflies  in  your  stomach  and  the  heartbeats  rattling  your  chest  the  moment  you  found  the  one  .  .  .  yet,  you  did  not  feel  anything  for  the  man  that gave you that ring  .  .  .  nothing  but  bile  in  your  throat.  tentatively,  you  tap  the  area  right  above  your  right  cheekbone,  you  did  a  great  job  covering  it  with  foundation.  

to  illustrate  you  were  listening  to  your  mother’s  words,  you  give  her  a  smile  and  a  small  nod  as  an  elderly  woman  took  your  measurements.   ❛  she’s  going  to  be  one  of  my  favorite  projects,  hitomi.  to  be  given  a  part  in  joining  the  kazama  and  hitsumura  families  together,  well,  it  is  such  an  honour  indeed.  ❜  the  seamstress  and  your  mother  speaks  as  if  you  are  invisible,  tears  welling  the  corners  of  your  eyes.  (  I  don’t  want  to  do  this  but  I  want  to  make  mom  happy.  )  ––  and  as  they  conversed,  you’ve  been  doing  the  one  thing  you’ve  been  learning  to  excel  at  :  be  quiet.  

❛  now,  what  about  that  howard  family?  ❜  the  elder  says,  tying  up  the  back  of  your  gown,  yet  still  addressing  hitomi.  your  brow  raises  :  you’ve  heard  of  this  family  ––  geese  and  .  .  .  who  was  the  son  .  .  .  ?   ❛  ah,  them.  I  will  make  sure  my  hanamaru  stays  away  from  those  geese  and  rock  characters.  I  do  not  wish  for  her  to  be  tainted  by  them.  ❜  (  oh  ,  that  was  his  name.  )  ❛ I  have  no  idea  how  geese  was  appointed  such  a  high  title,  but  I  imagine  it  was  not  by  honesty  and  hard  work.  the  whole  family  is  the  epitome  of  trouble.  ❜  you  see  your  mother’s  face  twist  with  disgust,  but  soften  when  she  looks  back  at  you,  ❛  but,  you  should  have  no  worries  about  that,  hana.  I  am  so  glad  you  are  going  to  be  koji’s  wife.  he  will  take  great  care  of  you.  ❜  again,  you  smile,  but  internally  you’re  screaming  for  help. 

(  koji  is  not  nice  when  he  has  bad  days,  and  he’s  been  having  alot  of  bad  days  lately.  .  .  )  

❛  yes  .  .  .  uhm  .  .  .  am  I  able  to  go  to  the  garden  now?  ❜  you  look  to  the  seamstress,  then  your  mother.  hitomi  smiles  approvingly,  ❛  I  believe  kaede  got  what  she  needed,  so  by  all  means.  make  sure  to  pick  out  your  floral  scheme  while  you’re  there,  okay?  ❜  with  no  other  word  you  quickly  leave,  running  to  the  flowerscape  that  was  the  courtyard  and  garden.  koji  wouldn’t  find  you  here,  you  could  breathe  and  escape  for  a  while.

you  didn’t  know  this  then,  but  somewhere  in  this  garden,  a  new  chapter  in  your  life  unfolded.   

( @scarlxtleaves. ) / semi-plotted starter.     

[bittcrsuite]

continued from here ♡ ( @gldnhour )

morgan didn’t look her best, rushing to alec’s place after she got into a heated debate with her parents about her future. she was tired of school, tired of everyone asking everything of her. in gray joggers and one of alec’s oversized hoodies, she turned up at the other’s doorstep without an explanation in mind. now, as she slid into his lap, with her knees pressed against his hips, she felt herself relax. “it was long. i just want to forget about it for a little bit, if that’s okay? i want a distraction.”

[svftlove]

"what's wrong with you? he's just a friend. and even if he wasn't, you can't just come over in the middle of the night and do as you please." / @dysnomiias ♥

[saltedair]

“you know, you can tell a lot about a person based off what song they’re listening to. or what music they like in general.” peyton didn’t even know if she was talking to anyone in particular, she was just talking out loud while perusing shelves herself. “music is basically another language on its own. they don’t teach that, but it is.”

@hiddenstarters

[fxirytxlcfxtc]

For @descended-from-fairytales - Bite Starring Angie Doppler NSFW

Angie tilts her head back for a minute, enjoying the sun, closing her eyes. The Felind's ears twitch slightly. Waylon was... doing something. The important part was, he was distracted with it. She's been looking for something stupid to do.

Jerking suddenly, she leans down and bites his arm, eyes flicking up to him and an adorable but evil grin kinda forms on her face.

[silvrmoon]

hi angels, i’m moving blogs, so if we are mutuals and you want us to keep writing together (or if you want us to), like this and i’ll follow you on my new blog. ♡

[themarvelliteraryuniverse]

♡ Official Hiatus ♡

[expirednostalgia]

STATUS: open @bhqextras

LOCATION: joe's tavern

The music of a smalltime band filled the dive bar as Birdie nursed a drink. Her attention stayed on the tiny stage for a moment, silently wondering if this would be the last time she'd ever hear music from them or if somewhere down the road they'd manage to graduate from performing at dingy bars and make it big. From where she sat, neither option seemed more probable than the other. Pulling her attention away, her eyes settled on the person next to her. "Let's say you can only listen to five artists for the rest of your life, who are you choosing?"

[sakurajjam]

THREAD TRACKER by SAKURAJJAM

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[the-heros-sidekick]

MUSE MAKER FOR YOU AND YOUR SPOUSE.

@theallegedsourwolf 🫀

tagged by stole it from @never-be-tamed & @erinnya (sorry, couldn’t resist the cuteness!)

tagging: @theallegedsourwolf @thepuppyeyed @sergeantkepler @milayaprintsessa @stcrseeker @softkult & whoever else wants to do it!

[kaywons]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ : @ohsehvns

dawn passed, the sun having greeted the earth with it's welcome warmth. the early hour meant the songbirds and morning dew made for good company as the empty park greeted her. spacious and green, full of foliage and blooms. the kind of place yewon frequented on such mornings— ones where she had far too many thoughts floating through her mind. the dangerous kind that had her finger itching to dial someone she shouldn't. he wouldn't pick up, anyways. and why should he? it wasn't like she could expect anything different under these circumstances. so she walked, meandering through the garden and trailing an ocean of thoughts in her wake and paying little mind to where she ended up. she could have stayed lost in the tempest of her mind if not for the intrusion of a tiny, fluffy bundle of white that lopped up towards her. a soft sound of surprise escaped as the familiar cotton tuff pawed at her legs, hopping and yapping affectionately as the idol knelt down to scratch the spots she knew she liked. ❛ hiya vivi.. ❜ she cooed fondly, the joy evident on her features as she smiled at the bichon frisé, the realization of who the dog should be tethered to yet to shatter the bliss of the moment.

[dumbthink]

me having to write Nadine’s backpack instead of their apartment/house/room like who is going to give them a place to stay please….

[bittcrsuite]

@vvisteriagrows liked this post for a closed starter ♡ plot: in source ! muse: harry lewis. 25-30. stage actor.

harry couldn't believe he let his friends convince him to show up here, let alone throw rocks at her window. he was one step away from holding a boombox over his head. the only thing propelling his delusion that this might work was his liquid courage. he threw a few stones softly, his aim slightly bad due to his drunkenness. after a minute of silence, he tossed another. "hello? anyone there?"