#I hope you all enjoy it!

[yukidragon]

🎶The upcoming cast members🎶

I'm pleased to finally publicly announce that I'm part of the team working on this fantastic project!

🎶The Phantom of Sunny Day Jack🎶

Coming soon~

[fallen-if]

500 Follower Drabble

Here it is! I know it took a while to get out but it’s something that I am quite proud of. It’s from Michael’s perspective (as you all voted) and it’s roughly 500 words. 

I hope you enjoy!

Beautiful.

A word that had been etched into Michael's mind, waiting to join his never-ending jumble of thoughts whenever he saw them. It was like a song stuck in his head, repeating itself over and over, tugging at his heartstrings every time he was lucky enough to be graced with their presence.

He wasn't supposed to have favorites. After all, he is the head of the Seraphim - the "Great Captain" of the angelic choir - his duty was to care for and protect each and every one of the Creator's creations. Anything more than that would be toeing the line of sin.

Yet... he can't stop himself from gazing out toward the Light Bearer. Cannot resist the temptation of worshipping the ground they have stepped foot on. He is but a moth to a flame, helplessly drawn to Lucifer's alluring presence. 

Every time Lucifer utters but a single word, he is enraptured, utterly captivated by the beauty of their words as if a greater power has taken control of his mind and body. Every time they so much as breathe in his direction, his heart beats faster than ever before, and he is overcome with a feeling of awe and reverence that words can barely describe.

If worshipping, loving, anyone other than the Creator is a sin then he is the greatest sinner of them all. He is but a humble worshipper before an almighty deity. He would dedicate his life and love to them, for he knows that is the way to true salvation - his own personal paradise.

So when Lucifer speaks of a brighter future, he finds himself believing them, as if the words have been carved into his soul. He finds himself believing just for a moment.

And what an endlessly blissful moment that was.

But...

Michael knows his place. His role is etched into the very core of his being. It was woven into him like a thread in a tapestry, always present and never forgotten.

So when he is standing before Lucifer, his fallen brethren surrounding him, he lurches forward. Digging the dagger into the heart of his own personal temptation as well as his own. They stare at him with betrayal in their eyes - the same betrayal that begins to seep into his heart.

He watches as Lucifer falls - as they all fall. A cascade of ivory dominoes, tumbling down in a wave of despair and sorrow - the consequences of his actions. A wound settles over his heart, pumping guilt into the very core of his being. This is his punishment. The darkness that envelops him like a noose, reminding him of his sins, tugging at him ever so subtly - a constant reminder of the damage he has done.

He would never be forgiven, that is something he so intimately knows. But in the corners of his mind, the deepest parts that even he refuses to explore, a part of him hopes to see the beauty that had tainted the very essence of his soul once more.

[sugarless--girl]

Parts of a Whole

Kurapika works in a job most would not. Being an executioner is rarely worth the payout. But, he's been here, and he's managing it. A new doctor, by the name of Leorio, comes to the Organization, and Kurapika can't help being annoyed by his presence. His instinct is, of course, to tell him to get lost.

Nothing ever goes the one expects it to.

Read on Ao3

Thank you so much for doing this with me @el-theartist! I feel like I upgraded my writing game! Hopefully it shows in this fic :)

[jazzedpunk]

“The Comfort Ending”

Stanley didnt go into work today. He didnt need to, as far as he was aware. After all, he was certain it was a office-wide holiday. Why else hadn’t the others shown up at the office lately?

Yes, yes, he was sure he just missed a memo. It made sense, since his computer wasn’t working properly, plus there were always tons of papers strewn about and tons of scribbled notes he simply couldn’t make sense of without explanation.

So, Stanley stayed at home, tucked in bed and feeling comfortable for the first time in who knows how long... And Stanley was happy.

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

[little-eye-guy]

"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere

[the-phantom-peach]

Little Big Changes ✂️~

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CONTEXT~~

A long forgotten short comic I did for pre-totk/post-botw domestic zelink

I love Zel’s hair symbolism especially after altering her status as a “princess”and becoming a Hateno grade school teacher. She’d most likely still maintain some insecurities but that’s what our lovely knight was made for <3

Semi-connected to my previous Signing Link headcanon, Link speaks here for the first time post-Calamity and gets super self-conscious. But of course Zelda doesn’t mind and is happy that Link growing more comfortable after the events of breath of the wild

[caffichai]

Polar bears are like, legendarily chubby! So here's my artistic take on Aurora

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[syea-say]

The finale of a never-ending masquerade.

AQ 4.2 spoilers.

[hamsterdads]

transmasc jade picking a name :]

(having fun with some comments I got here and on twitter. i think any name could be good though :3)

[transmascutena]

ohtori dashboard simulator

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WHO KEEPS LETTING ANIMALS LOOSE IN THE HALLWAYS

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Has anyone else noticed that time is really weird?

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making lunch for my beautiful boyfriend <33

snail-lover-deactivated011998

just made dinner for my roommate ^_^

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i never ever wanna walk up another flight of stairs again in my life once this school year is over

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what the fuck does our student council even do like actually

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If it cannot break its egg's shell, a chick will die without being born. We are the chick. The world is our egg. If we don't crack the world's shell, we will die without being born. Smash the world's shell!

#deep #inspirational #poetry #poetic #quotes #literature #dark academia

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If you or a friend/loved one is currently attending Ohtori Academy, please remember that you can get a free counselling session in the abandonded building at the edge of campus.

- Souji Mikage

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if someone i hate just so happens to fall down the stairs while i'm walking by how is that my fault 🙄🙄

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just got my ass kicked by a middle school girl for the third time in a row dhmu..

#sad #vent #delete later

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Anyone who voted no DNI !!!!!!!

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reblog if you think the chairman should fund the drama club more instead of spending all the board money on sports cars

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[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Funny how things sometimes need only a spark to spiral further than you ever thought it would

Did you know that song was written in 1892

[queerdraws]

projecting on luffy again. get bited.

[braisedhoney]

fighting back? against who? they're so happy—they've been waiting for you.

you are wonderful. don't you know that?

bonus: they play sims together :)

[ravenxbones]

guns, guns, guns, huh? war, war…war…🪰