#Late night call

[trashmancer]

Does anyone else think about Gale all alone dealing with his chronic pain in Waterdeep?

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[xolasdoesntknow]

Late night call 📞 🛸

[emacrow]

Alfred's new ward making sure everyone is having great day during their day off from crime whether they want to or not.

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Damian knew from day one of meeting alfred's new ward that he was going to be trouble..

He may have been stalking the kid doing alfred's work while alfred sat down in a comfy couch with a plate of fresh jasmine tea, his prescription medince bottle at ready and a raspberry strudel to nibble on.

He ain't going to replace his favorite Butler, not now, not ever. So Damian got Tim and Dick to help sabotage this heathen from taking over...Not knowing this kid was expecting their over the top sabotages. They tried scaring him with Titus but the little traitor lay there on his back getting belly rubs like it was heaven itself.

Changing the plumbing in his shower to freezing cold, but he walk out there refreshed. Tim trying to look of anything to blackmail him only for the batcomputer to go off the frizz with a virus.

Alfred did make sure to have his work sort out alphabetical because he is the Glue that keep these Wayne Manor going and everyone living in it not because caveman style creatures of the night.

Danny made sure Bruce didn't escape to his batcave on his supposed day off after 96 hours without sleep and spite driven nature, and don't even come with Justice never sleep excuses is going to run by him. He got Alfred's speical Bruce's tranquilizer gun at ready and he is not hesitating to shot you Bruce.

He does kept Tim from overdoing with the coffee addiction, giving him a better offer of coffee as long as he goes to sleep. Dick will still talk about Saturday night when Tim tries to sneak out to do some more investigating in the batcave only to see Danny dragged a unconscious Tim back to his room, a two tranquilizers to the back and one of his arm, though he didn't mention the Danny's glowing cat light green eyes that shine in the dark.

Danny's funny puns neon ghost stickers made dick's days, every morning as he goes to get his lunch, and he really want to know where he get them from.

Danny did actually helped a lot with the Wayne Manor as it never been cleaner before, Jason visited one time even mentioned that the chandelier never feel so clean to hang on from, not a speck of dust on it.

Damian getting a new animals book/documentaries, a new knifes for the collection or art supplies that match his demands in a way that keep his stabby nature at sate and bay for now.

Barb, Cass and Duke are amused by the fact that Bruce, Tim and Damian are having a little mid crisis that danny making them have day off on certain days such as holidays.

All this free time actually had alfred's going back to old hobbies that were nearly long forgotten such as conversations with old dear friends, practicing his old shooting skills, and having well deserved rest. Once his arm was healed, he stil did his duty along side with Danny as it was much quicker to do together as two people at hand.

What they will probably find out later on in the future that danny is actually Bruce's great grand uncle from his older sister side, and that he had disappeared when he was 20 years old in a old spooky town that vanished and still on today uneXplained series after his great grandmother moved to gotham. (But that another story for next post)

[cod-dump]

Ghost: So the lads and I were-

Gaz: wait wait wait- You have FRIENDS??

Ghost: Yes-

Soap: OUTSIDE OF US AND THE CAP?? ACTUAL FRIENDS??

Ghost: Why are you cunts surprised? I'm the life of the fucking party!

Gaz: Ooooh he's hanging out at the cemetery again

Soap: Ah that makes sense

Ghost: I HAVE ACTUAL FRIENDS YOU FUCKS

(meanwhile)

Laswell: You need more friends

Price: I have friends

Laswell: Yea, me and Nik. And you permanently promoted Nik to your husband

Price, muttering: There's Graves-

Laswell: HE TRIED TO KILL YOU

Price: STILL A FRIEND KATE

[fishytheegg]

Colour your night

[ivysoul]

older bf!könig and his insatiable desire to ruin you. he loves the idea of introducing new kinks to you, teaching you all the ways a person could find pleasure, doing things to you that none of your past partners even wanted to do. he loves the thought of having you ride him in front of a mirror so you can watch his massive cock glide in and out of your sopping cunt. or babbling to you in bed as he praises you, compiling all the words and phrases that make your eyes roll back and your cunt flutter so he can use them nonchalantly during everyday tasks, just because he loves seeing your body freeze for that split second and the blush that covers your cheeks afterwards. and breeding you, cumming in you so deep over and over. mumbling incoherent words that sound a little too similar to “gonna breed you, maus. get you all swelled ‘n’ full of my seed.”

[sgt-tombstone]

I’m so tempted to write a shifter fic where Ghost is a big cat (I’m thinking black panther or something similar) shifter… but he doesn’t know it

He thinks that he’s not a shifter at all because he only shifts in his sleep and even when he’s startled awake, he shifts back in a split second, before his brain can even register not being human

It makes him a fantastic sniper, because he has better vision than a human, even if he doesn’t realize it. It gives him excellent hearing, but he doesn’t know that it’s better than everyone else’s (at least, not to a suspicious degree). His eyes flash in the dark, but he’s never seen it because he avoids mirrors like the plague. He thinks that his fast reflexes are just army trained instead of innate. He has a strong prey drive, but he reasons that it’s just his job as a CT operative; they hunt for a living. He genuinely does not know that he’s a shifter, and the rest of the 141 refuse to tell him (Price because having a big cat prowling around base would be worse than Ghost already is… Soap and Gaz because they have a three-year-long bet to see how long it’ll take him to figure it out)

Soap is some sort of dog shifter (because I’m basic like that) and Ghost makes fun of him all the time, both for being a shifter and for being a stereotype of his animal self. Gaz always dies laughing and Ghost can tell that Soap is holding back laughter too, but he can never figure out why…

[gonnadosomethingwmylife]

I’m obsessed with the fact that Neal goes over to Peter and Elizabeth’s house so often the marshals gave up and just made it a part of his ankle radius 😭?? he gets 2 miles + their house???

[suntails]

knighted

[schtrambotik]

Nsfw 18+. Afab!Reader. Not proofread, just a little late night drabble.

Olderbf!Price who hadn’t really entertained the thought of having you sit on his face that much until you brought the possibility up to his attention.  

It’s not that he didn’t want to do it, it’s just that you two had only been together for a little while now and he liked to start out simple. All he wanted right now was to indulge you in any way that would satisfy you enough to not mind the little breaks he’d have to take make sure his back didn’t give out on him. Because of this, he didn’t spend much time thinking about what he’d want to try, only living to fulfill your requests.  

Which is why, without much thinking, he was immediately on board with trying it out. He had to admit that he couldn’t have been more delighted when after a heated make out session you told him you wanted to do it right then and there. He was particularly excited as he laid back on the bed with a pleased smile on his face.  

“Don’t get shy with me now, love.” He’d say when noticing your slight hesitation once you were hovering over his chest, his gaze already focused on your lower half, licking his bottom lip in anticipation at the sight of your already glistening folds.  "Always so pretty for me, isn't she." The praises so quiet you'd think they were not even meant for you to hear.

He'd let out a satisfied groan once you finally set yourself on his face, his strong calloused hands gripping your thighs to bring you down fully against it almost immediately.

It was as if he had been waiting for this moment his whole life, it even takes him by surprise the way he manhandles your hips to move you back and forth on his tongue. His body seemingly working on autopilot.

The whole ordeal would be incredibly messy. His beard would get soaked in your juices and scratch your inner thighs; his nose would keep nudging against your clit in a way that would make you pull his hair to find some sort of grounding amidst the overwhelming pleasure, the raspy groans that leave his lips would deliciously vibrate against your most sensitive parts.

It would be heaven on earth both for you and the touch starved man, who thought there would be nothing quite as addicting as sinking his cock into you, until he was holding you down against his open mouth, lapping at your pussy as if it was the last time he’d ever be able to do it.  

[frownyalfred]

The main Justice League conference hall, but it's just Barry with his head in his hands, Batman (already pinching the bridge of his nose under the cowl), and a strained but hopeful Superman staring at a small car's worth of unfiled tax documents and receipts all across the table.

[i-love-you-just-the-same]

thinking about the 141 being cuddlers. pulling you close, rubbing your back, kissing your forehead (and nose and neck and..), muttering a sleepy "good night, lovie" as he watches your eyelids start to droop. always has a body part touching yours, sleeps so much better when you're around.

[astronomodome]

skizz vs. his ambidextrous brother-in-law: a love story

[cod-dump]

Gaz: You think snakes can roll their Rs? I mean, look how their tongues move

Soap: Like Alejandro?

Ghost: He's a snake, confirmed

(Meanwhile in Mexico)

Alejandro, waking up from a dead sleep: Someone's talking shit

Rudy, next to him half asleep: Qué?

[napping-sapphic]

Really want to fall in love with someone who likes late night phone calls like let’s talk until it’s way too late let’s talk in a way that makes me a little bolder let’s talk in a way that makes me miss you even more than i did before let’s talk when we’re both soft and sleepy and just need some company in whatever form we can get it in