#( i'm sorry

[humphul]

minyan cat. if you even care

[goofy-dinopanda]

For me there's no way Ben's never been bullied in school. Like maybe not now but when he was scared of literally every single thing that exists

[soot-and-salt]

Lucifer needs help, and fast. The royal palace needs to be re-opened and cleaned in three days for an important meeting with hellborn representatives of the other Sins. He has no clue, no staff, and no way to get this done in time.

Always on the hunt for new entertainment, Alastor agrees to take on the role of Lucifer's butler for a few days to ensure the meeting is a success.

The Radio Demon might just enjoy it a little too much though.

Or, Sebastian Michaelis, eat your heart out.

There is something very wrong with me, I think

[luvedaisy]

phagenda is LIVE WEDDING.

they have a full heterosexual church wedding between two nobodies and they're just the emcees . no it's not dnp's wedding why would they have ano-

tickets are on sale for 1 million dollars minimum.

[propertyofsamcollins]

Nsfw

Darlin' has a daddy kink that they are very ashamed of and would not bring up to Sam if there was a gun to their head.

Thank you for coming to my tedtalk

[kittyfrisk9]

Idea Dp x dc - Amnesia/2

Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

Note two: This takes place before Danny went into a coma and woke up with amnesia, I'm not sure if it counts as a flashback.

Dead On Main.

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The fall was the least of his worries when silence spread across the area, making every second feel like an eternity. But now wasn't the time to panic, because experience had taught him this only symbolized danger.

He had to find Danny! When he tried to move, he let out a groan of pain, realizing his right arm was dislocated. Eh, what a problem.

"Nightwing, respond, are you okay?!"

His mind, finally lucid, could hear Barbara's concern. He smiled, stood up, and put his good hand on the earpiece; he needed to communicate that he was okay.

"I'm fine, Oracle. It was just a minor mishap. I need to find... Danny!" As he spoke, the panoramic view showed him the man's location, and it was clear he wasn't in good shape.

Not at all.

Nightwing rushed to the boy's side. Oracle, from the other end, was asking what was happening, but Dick didn't have time to respond. Especially when he saw, horrified, how blood was pouring from Danny's head. Oh no!

"Danny, Danny! Can you hear me?" He struggled not to shake the man, knowing that moving him in his condition would be fatal. "Oracle, I need you to call an ambulance. Danny is not okay."

"Understood, I'll send an ambulance." Barbara understood the gravity of the situation.

While waiting, Dick made sure to place the boy in a safe position, though it was somewhat difficult considering his injured arm. The essential thing here was to keep Danny's head, neck, and spine aligned.

In the process, he heard a moan from Danny.

"Danny! Can you hear me?" Dick asked, leaning close. Danny's breathing was dangerously slow. "Don't move, okay? I'm here with you."

Danny's eyes slowly opened, filled with confusion and pain. "It hurts..." Ignoring his order, the boy tried to move, but Nightwing stopped him.

"I know, buddy. But I need you to stay awake and calm, okay? Do you remember what day it is today?"

Danny blinked, trying to focus. "Wednesday... I think." No, today is not Wednesday. His hands were trembling, and his heart was beating in an almost painful way; the boy's disorientation scared him a lot.

He has to stay calm.

"Good, very good," Dick replied, keeping his tone firm but reassuring. "Just stay with me, help is on the way." As he spoke, he constantly looked around, hoping to see the ambulance lights.

He began to lose his composure when the light in Danny's eyes started to fade.

"Danny, please, hold on a little longer, you're going to be okay." He pleaded with a trembling voice, though he knew that statement was more a form of self-convincing to try and keep his sanity.

He can't lose his younger brother's boyfriend! Everyone knows how much good Danny has done for Jason, for the family, for everyone. If they lose him... he doesn't want to think about that.

"How do you know my name?" With the weakest sound Dick had ever heard, Danny asked.

There was silence. Dick didn't know what to answer. However, his evasion seemed to clarify something in Danny's mind; the gears started turning. "Dick?" What a bad time to discover his secret identity.

Once again, Nightwing said nothing, but Danny understood everything.

"Jason too?"

He nodded, and Danny's eyes widened. Despite his deplorable state, the boy began to smile. Dick was sure that if Danny had more strength, he would laugh. "I should have guessed."

Subsequently, Danny began to close his eyes and, before Dick could panic, the boy looked at him and said, "Relax, I won't die." Then, silence filled the area. Nevertheless, for some strange reason that Dick couldn't explain, he felt that Danny's declaration wasn't a lie.

He laughed; indeed, hope is the last thing to be lost. What a bittersweet feeling. Suddenly, the communications began to sound.

"We've captured the Joker," Red Robin reported. "He is currently being held by the police and will be sent to Arkham. B, something seems wrong with him, much more than usual." Tim shared his suspicions.

"Understood, Red Robin. Maintain vigilance and notify me if there are any changes. We'll investigate it in the cave, the others report," Batman ordered.

A bad feeling approached.

"The bombs are deactivated," Spoiler transmitted, joy evident in her voice.

In contrast, Dick didn't feel ready for what was to come next. Before disaster struck, Signal confirmed, "The hostages are safe."

He swallowed hard, aware that the question he feared most was coming. Guilt began to surface, questioning every decision he had made up to that moment. What could he have done differently?

"And Danny?" Asked Red Hood, his younger brother, the younger brother he had once again failed.

He turned to look at Danny: shallow breathing, pale, pulse worryingly slow. Unease lodged in his heart, wondering how he would tell his younger brother that his boyfriend was about to die. No! He shook his head. He has to remember Danny's promise; he's weak, but still alive.

"Oracle has already called an ambulance," he commented. He knows this won't ease Jason's anxiety, but at least it will help alleviate the tension, more or less. He's not sure. Hesitant, he continued adding, "help is on the way-" he was brutally interrupted by Jason's demands.

"How is Danny?!" This is no game. He understands that evading the issue will only make things worse, but he simply doesn't know how to tell his little brother the state of his boyfriend.

The memories of Jason being happy...

The silence seemed to drive the aforementioned crazy. "Nightwing!"

"He's not well!" Dick spat out, pressured to confess. "Danny, he lost consciousness a few moments ago, has a head wound, is bleeding. I'm sorry, Jason, I'm sorry."

Silence. Jason didn't respond. Nightwing bowed his head. Probably, it was only seconds, but it felt like an eternity. Suddenly, his brother asked, "Where are you?"

"What?"

"Where are you? Where are you both? Where is Danny? I need to go to him, tell me." The urgency in his voice. Dick was sure his brother was clenching his fists, desperate to be by his boyfriend's side. How sweet, Dick wholeheartedly wishes Danny survives.

On his side, Jason lost patience at his older brother's continued silences. Ignoring Bruce's rule and throwing the code names to the wind, Jason exclaimed, "Damn it, Dick, talk!"

At that moment, Oracle responded. "Enough, Hood. I've sent you Nightwing's location, the ambulance will arrive in fifteen minutes. Don't worry, Danny will be fine."

Nightwing was surprised. Wait, fifteen minutes? Why is the ambulance taking so long? He called for help at least thirty minutes ago! Oh no, Dick looked at Danny and, consequently, at the wound on his head, the bleeding wound on his head. Oh no, no, no, no, no.

They're taking too long!

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Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

[thesunthemoonthestarstheearth]

part 3 of searows x motogp (mainly rosquez) parallels (part 2 here!)

do you have a place for me?

do I have to become smaller?

would you see me differently...

if I made mysеlf taller instead?

[cilogram]

We've all seen the 'inexplicably-edited-to-be-big' German magazine Ron pictured above, so I'm honoured to bring you these alternate possibilities:

Normal sized Ron! Phew, isn't that relaxing to look at? Everything is as it should be. But wait, what's that on the horizon?

Oh, it's German magazine role reversal! Get small, Ron! But what if... we made him just a little smaller...

beep. small.

Okay you're exhausted from all this resizing, I know, I'm sorry I'm sorry. Just one more.

大

[osmanthus-wine-addiction]

Everybody loves Yandere Zhongli, I get it. His character's perfect for it. He's got the authority and everything, being an Archon and 6000 years old. You can't outsmart this man. He's got a million tricks up his sleeve and can read you like an open book. Heck, he's even got the erosion debuff that slowly eats away at his mind in obscure ways. He's practically asking to be written as your yandere love interest. Buuuuut, I present to you Zhongli x Yandere Reader instead because why not? ◈ Contains: Unhealthy Relationships, Emotional manipulation, implied reincarnation, soulmates maybe, immortals/mortals in love, angst, reader death

You were immediately taken with the handsome consultant and him with you. He was unlike anyone you had ever met. The two of you were inseparable after that stroll, seeing each other nearly everyday. Zhongli exuded a sense of mystery and his patient demeanor invited you to pry and tug at his layers. Everything came off effortlessly as if he had been waiting for you to come into his life and do exactly that.

One lazy morning after he had stayed the night, Zhongli whispered into your ear that he loved you and promised that he always will. You believed him because you really thought you knew him then. It wasn't until you peeled back those last layers that you realized how little you actually knew about the man lying beside you on your bed. What a fool you had let yourself become. After that moment, everything changed, simply because you found out that your charming lover was in fact Rex Lapis, the supposedly dead Geo Archon. Were you really his lover, or just his temporary fixation? At first, he did everything in his power to soothe the insecurities in you, reassure you repeatedly that you still have him in the palm of your hands. You'll never believe him again, of course.

What if someone else manages to catch his eye when he leaves your sight? How unreasonable for a mortal to hold the gaze of a god for longer than the blink of an eye. Your entire lifetime would pass by just as quickly, much less your fleeting youth. What then will you hold Zhongli's gaze with? He would be free to look away once your time is up. Was it that selfish to demand his undivided attention for this tiny sliver of his life? Every time he agrees to another unreasonable demand to appease you, the invisible binds would get tighter. He'd apologize for not giving you the security you so craved for, but you knew better than anyone that there was no way he ever could. Just the thought of growing old alone terrified you. He would be right beside you, holding your hand, but a god could only be a witness, not a true lover to you. Everything you asked him to do, he agreed to, but it'd never be enough. He would only sigh and hold you tightly every time he found out you did something foolish out of your unfounded fear of losing him.

By the time your hair had turned white and wrinkles covered your face, your lover had all but sealed himself inside the subspace he created for the two of you, isolated from the rest of Liyue. Upon his disappearance, a few of his closer acquaintances did approach you to ask where the Wangsheng consultant had gone. You reassured them with lies. Zhongli was simply fulfilling his contract to you. You weren't obligated to disclose it with anyone else. As you lay on your deathbed, eyes straining to gaze upon your lover's handsome face, youthful as he'd always been, you wondered if he ever regretted being with you. Perhaps he really shouldn't have approached you and introduced himself that summer afternoon by the dock.

Your lover planted a tender kiss to your forehead and gazes at you as if you're still that beautiful, radiant person he saw that day so many years ago. He still loved you, but for how much longer, now that your time was finally coming to an end? You wondered how it was possible that this man had not left you when there was no way you could've stopped him. Through the years, you continued to spiral, sabotaging the relationship and everything joyful about it. His promise to love you never faltered. He was your bedrock and despite your fears, he never crumbled. If you couldn't even trust the God of Contracts to uphold his word, perhaps you couldn't trust anyone at all. Maybe in your next life, you'd be able to trust him. It was too late this time. How foolish of you to spend all these years testing his love for you instead of cherishing it. A lifetime of doubt, what a cruel way to spend the precious time you were given. Even if he was still willing to find you in your next lifetime, maybe you didn't deserve to be found.

[lejoursobre]

Global warming is wild isn't it? I mean? Warm and salty raindrops 24/7? specifically in Soho???

(I physically can't draw angst sorry I did my best here)

[hel7l7]

I don't know how to talk about this

[puff-the-bunny]

PLEASE SETTLE A DEBATE.

*It would be from someone else, another human, and it would be on you in at least a semi-direct way, including at least part of your clothes. Pick.

E: MORE CONTEXT IN THE NOTES, YOU ANIMALS!

E.2: ... You know what? Nevermind. This post is my bastard now. Who even cares LMFAO

[cabinette]

you make me feel complete.

[sparklingjay]

Sonic Prime Season 2 vs.

Sonic Prime Season 3

[sunshinelui]

Dogday needs a hug.

I'm so sorry. But I love these two so much. They're just so cute. I can't 😭

[thephantomsdream]

[Y/N and Roach about to enter 141, having an introduction session with Price and Ghost in Price's office]

Roach: (being stupid)

Y/N: (side-eyeing him and whispering) Dude, you're making me look bad in front of the Grim Reaper and one of America's first colonizers.