#Really tired tho

[melodythebunny]

(Short one shot I wrote while at work )

Carrie shivered in the cool crispy air. Running a hand through her hair. She didn't bother taking her hat off. To any random passerbyer she would just seem like a normal person. she leaned on the banister, not wanting to move but also not wanting to stay still.

After waking up from a nightmare, her nerves were wrecked.

She was having them more and more frequently now. Once she was up, she had a hard time trying to fall back asleep. Not wanting to go through another one.

She was so exhausted.

The feline couldn't remember most of the details of such scarring visions. She would just wake up screaming and crying for help. powerless against an unknown enemy. it was by some strange reason that she didn't wake the other occupants up from their slumber. Or perhaps they were just heavy sleepers. She envied the way they could sleep blissfully with out being plagued.

Why couldn't she have nice dreams for once?

Feeling frustrated, tears start to sting her eyes. Carrie turned around, and slid down, leaning against the cold bars. She hated this. Feeling weak. It was easy for her keep her emotions in check but all it took was a nightmare and she was reduced to a sobbing mess. She was thankful that no one was around right now. not wanting them to see this side of her. 

It was rather peaceful at night. Not exactly quiet considering the city night life going on. But it was comforting in a way life in the day time wasn't. The moon was stunning and giving off a calm glow. The stars dotted along the denim sky, dancing and twinkling. The soft, plush clouds accompany them adding to the setting.

 And yet here she was, wide awake because she couldn’t get over the sounds of the old building and a bad dream.

Meanwhile, everyone else was asleep in their warm cozy beds, as it was late in the night.

At least she thought so.

Although it was pointless, Carrie decided to head back inside to go back to sleep. The sun would not be up for another 5 hours. Slipping through one of the windows of the roof, she carefully walked alongside the beams and pipes until she felt like she was close enough distance to the ground. Hopping down, only to see Dr. Two brains up.

He was standing near his chalk board, furiously scribbling down equations it seemed. Only to stop and begin erasing it. He wasn't wearing his labcoat. It was a bit strange seeing him not wear it. 

When their eyes met, Carrie could feel her cold skin quickly heat up as the blood rushed to her face. The bitter clarity from earlier fought for dominance over her blind love, but ultimately lost when he spoke. 

“Hey."

She gave a short wave back unsure if speaking would be something she was up for.

"something bugging you?" he asked. She blinked realizing she hadn't stopped crying. It was embarrassing.

"it…was nothing..." Carrie wiped her tears off her face. Keeping her voice as leveled as possible. "Just needed some air. Too cramped in the lair"

Dr. Two brains nodded. His face still reflected concern but decided not to push her. "Good to see I'm not the only one up. We must both have too much on our minds." his eyes looked over his unfinished plans. A small frown pursed on his lips. it was another cheese heist he was trying to pull off this week. Sometimes he didn't steal it, he would just turn things into that dairy product. It was something she didn't entirely get.

Then again he was part mouse and she was part cat. Suppose it had to be a mouse thing. 

She could feel the mad scientist's gaze on her, and it only made her heart drum louder, ‘I don’t want to feel this way…’ she thought. It wasn't A bad feeling… just strange…

Being in love had a funny and cruel way of making you feel like the happiest yet loneliest person. At the moment she was happy.

But when they went their separate ways, she’d be lonelier than she was earlier.

Two brains cleared his throat. "so um… are you busy tomorrow?" Carrie shooked her head. She didn't really have much of a social life like he had. Mostly due to how she hated having attention on her. It made her anxious and afraid for some reason. Also the lack of any hobbies or intrests made it extremely hard to converse with the fellow villians. 

"No…" 

"well that's geat! Cuz…i found this nice spot and." He paused as if trying to figure out what he wanted to say. "I was wondering if…oh i don't know. If you wanted to go check it out with me?" She was silent. Two brains quickly added. "ONLY if you want to of course!" His attempt to seem casual and indifferent was failing terribly but that went over her head.

There it was again. The warm fuzzy feeling. She knew it was just a simple outing. However there was some excitement she felt by the invitation. "i would love to."

Even if it was in vain, carrie wanted to keep the rose colored glasses on.

@ninjastormhawkkat @chaoticerisstuff @spaaceeboyy @liloskull343

[transthatfag]

destiel forehead healing kiss. what more could u want.

[sasswonfp]

CHICAGOAN HATSUNE MIKU. Specifically the winter version <3. (alt text provided! :3)

[ikiprian]

Tim swears Phantom could’ve been a Titan. Maybe he should be, at this point. They have enough in common to justify it.

“Jeez,” Phantom groans. Abruptly, he drops the levitation and hits the roof without sound. He stretches out on his back like a cat, sore muscles straining in a way Red Robin deeply relates to. “Fighting the living sucks. At least with ghosts I can swing as hard as I need. Already dead means they get back up! But mortals? Way too squishy.”

Red Robin huffs in agreement. “Yeah,” he says. After a moment’s consideration, he lies down, too.“It’s a hundred times harder than people realize. Batman’s always going on about perfect control in training. About how to have it, you gotta be twice as skilled as the other guy. Even without your super-strength, I worry sometimes.”

“How do you do it?” Phantom asks. In a move only achievable to those without bones, or perhaps Dick Grayson, he twists himself over. Gloved hands cup his cheeks. His legs kick back and forth, like they’re gossiping at a slumber party. “I mean. You said you train, so obviously there’s the physical ‘how.’ But how do you keep your emotions nonlethal? How do you keep yourself in check, make sure you’re pulling back?”

“I mean,” says Red Robin. “Murder is illegal, so.”

Phantom sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s easier for you.”

… Hm. Maybe Red Robin should redo Phantom’s risk assessment.

Before he can raise too high an eyebrow (though even moving that muscle smarts, ow), Phantom elaborates.

“Ecto-based entities have trouble with their emotions,” he explains. “It’s easy to get lost in an Obsession, or a big feeling like grief. The rest of the world… it bleeds away. Helps to have another emotional anchor to keep it at bay. I use fear.”

“Fear?” Red Robin glanced over.

“Sometimes sheer stubbornness,” Phantom admits. “But a lot of it is fear.”

With a considering frown, he drops his head atop his arms. Exhaustion, regret, reluctance play out on his face. For someone the Bats know next to nothing about, Phantom’s body language is an open book.

“I saw, like, an alternate future version of myself once where I become evil and try to take over the world? So now I gotta be good to keep that from happening. The fear of that future keeps the pressure on me. Makes me focus up. Y’know?”

Tim sits up. “Seriously?”

Phantom nods. “Uh-huh. Kinda bizarre, I know—”

“What the hell,” says Tim. Three consecutive days together and a concussion must loosen his lips, because holy shit, no way. “Dude! Me too!”

“Huh? Seriously?” says Phantom.

“Yeah! I totally saw myself turn evil. Like, Batman but with guns. Guns Batman. I had to fight him and everything. He tried to kill my friends and erase my memory to make sure I couldn’t un-invent him by going back to change the past?”

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god, me too!”

happy wips wednesday!

[ineed-to-sleep]

Made a whole ass piece of Astarion + my tav but I didn't like how the whole thing turned out 🫠 so I'm cropping and sharing the only part of it I'm happy with

[artingstarvist]

TGCF Vol 3, Chp. 43 - 44 (First "Kiss") Part 2 / 5 (First, Next)

Next part is finally done! Xie Lian's inner monologue kills me.

Novel excerpt under the cut:

[denotes panel #]

[1, 2] Xie Lian blinked, trying desperately to bat away the thousands upon millions of lingering crystalline bubbles. [3] Then he found himself caught by a pair of strong arms. [4, 5] One hand circled his waist, and the other grasped his chin. [6] In the next second, something cold and soft covered his lips. [7]In that instant, Xie Lian's eyes bulged. Never in his life had anyone treated him like this. First, no one dared, second, no one could. However this person was swift like the devil and had appeared so suddenly that he had no chance to defend himself before he'd been plunged into such a state. [8, 9] Flustered, he thrashed and desperately tried to push the person away. [10] Instead, he only succeeded in choking on large mouthfuls of water as string after string of bubbles escaped his mouth like crystal beads. Of course, this was a big mistake underwater. [11] The hands round his waist only tightened, pressing their bodies closer together, and Xie Lian's struggling hands were firmly folded and crushed against his own chest, trapping them in place. [12] His lips, too, were securely sealed. The kiss deepened, and with it, a breath of cool, gentle air was transferred into his mouth. [13, 14, 15] Completely helpless and at a loss, just as Xie Lian began to accept his fate, he finally saw the person's face clearly. [16] It was Hua Cheng. [17] The moment he realized it was Hua Cheng, he stopped struggling. Innumerable random thoughts popped into his mind, all inappropriate for the time and place, such as : So it was Hua Cheng! No wonder he's cold. [18] Ghosts don't need to breathe, but he can still transfer air to me?! [19] Don't ghosts sink in the water? [20] Hua Cheng suddenly opened his eye. [21, 22] Staring into that dark eye from such an intimate distance, Xie Lian froze again, then resumed struggling, his arms flailing like a duck so clumsy it was drowning. [23, 24] Hua Cheng easily corralled those thrashing limbs, and with his arm still firmly locked around Xie Lian's waist, Hua Cheng took him and speedily swam upward.

[elsecrytt]

okay but jjk somnophilia is like

gojo "please please pleaaaaase let me put it in while you're sleeping PLEASE i swear i'll make you cum i proooomise please let's try it once pleeaaase. YOU can put it in ME whenever you want!!! any time any place anything you want in any of my holes!! wake me up with it!! it'll be soooo hot" satoru

vs

nanami "i have kink charts for both of us and they have sliding scales and notes section for each one. we can mark hard boundaries for what state of consciousness we want for ourselves or our partners, giving or receiving, what sex acts, etc. we'll set up a safe word and a safe gesture and then we can start trying things out" kento

vs

geto "sorry i fell asleep while eating you out, it will happen again. no, i won't stop eating you out when i fall unconscious. just tear me off your pussy if you don't like it" suguru

[rystiel]

idk what we’re all calling the concept of fiddlestan working together but i’m calling my version the portal partners AU 🙏🏼

[b4kuch1n]

study of this masterwork

[szakkale]

look at my monstrosity

[fawndlyvenus]

You know what’s funny? How I can say that I headcanon a character as somewhere on the ace spectrum and/or aro spectrum, and within minutes I am being treated as if I am somehow very unintelligent and know nothing of the world.

[adriancatrin]

katara sees her brother and bff approaching something that can make them happy and says no interruptions

based on this photo from the live action cast

[barghest-land]

today the juice of the rotten pomegranate looked almost black on the granite chopping board

[wispforever]

original quote under the cut

[morningnoodles]

cringefail pretties and their badass softie soulmates they'd defy any law for friend

tolkien x dunmeshi crossover: 1, 2

[sipsoftea]

Since I did one for my first farmer, I obviously had to do one for my second. We don’t play favorites in this house (except we totally do, I love her sm)

Her name is Jeannie, and she’s a half vampire on her dad’s side. Other than her appearance, vampirism hasn’t really affected her life that much, she just has to deal with a mild garlic allergy and getting sunburnt real easy. She also ages a tad slower than a normal person, but she does still age