#a lot of filth in this one

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

All I’m going to say I think now that my brain remembered part of what it was thinking is that Taylor and Joe went through a lot together (good and bad) and regardless of how it ended or what led to it they both seem to be determined to keep that private and not throw each other under the bus and in the end they’re just two very, very different people whose outlooks in the long term were just never going to align and never has that been clearer.

[ghostlypawn]

uk fates are polyamorous lesbians who go to the bar just to sit in the corner and judge people for fun

[lothcatthree]

hold your hair in deep devotion

Pairing: Obikin

Rating: EXPLICIT

Main Tags: PwP, Established Relationship, Modern AU, Omegaverse AU, Omega Obi-Wan, Alpha Anakin, Lactation Kink, Cunnilingus

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary:

“You did wake me up. Are you going to make it up to me?” Obi-Wan mutters into Anakin’s mouth, the confidence in his tone sending a simmering heat through the alpha’s veins like it always does. “I’ll make it up to you very thoroughly, baby. You know I always do,” Anakin promises with another seal of their lips and Obi-Wan shudders. - Anakin wakes up horny and takes what he needs, which causes Obi-Wan to wake up horny. Anakin gives him what he needs. It's like he said: He always does.

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Results:

When lwj got himself punished alongside wwx: you believe people should take responsibility for the things they choose to say and/or do - but also for the things they knowingly ignore or downplay. Being fair is important to you and you think the rules are there for a reason. You have a strong backbone and sound morals, which might make you appear cold to others. You are very kind to animals and sensitive to social issues. You may have dome some kind of volunteering/social work at some point.

The cold spring scene: your love language may be to annoy the people you love until they smile and forget about their problems for a moment. You like telling jokes and eliciting reactions from people for comedic purposes. You may also be very knowledgeable of memes/internet culture. You get emotional witnessing random acts of kindness or people coming together for something. You may not take rejection well and seek to avoid it as much as possible. Despite this, you are an open book and enjoy meeting new people.

Lwj putting the silencing spell on wwx in the library all the time: you are probably not a very patient person, and you dislike people who don't take things seriously when they need to. You find people who listen to loud music in public places or in nature particularly rude and annoying. When you begin a project, you are hellbent on finishing it well. You hate being distracted from your tasks and don't like it when people deviate from the original plan. You may be a bit inflexible at times, but you have the best intentions.

When wwx drew lwj with a flower in his hair: you get easily sidetracked when you have to do things that don't interest or stimulate you. You have a very active mind. Your notebooks' edges/corners may be filled with doodles, little poems, ideas etc. You romanticize life a lot. You enjoy connecting with people through art, either the one you create, or the one they create. You probably enjoy using emojis and keyboard smashes a lot. You may have a tendency to see the world through rose-tinted glasses even when you shouldn't.

When wwx showed lwj porn and lwj blew it up: you believe in the separation between work life and personal life, between the social self and the inner self. You don't open up easily. You believe in the power of privacy and being lowkey, which is why you don't share a lot of your life with others, good or bad. You enjoy daydreaming and have a wandering mind. There may be parts of you that you are ashamed of, but you prefer not to think about them.

The loquats scene: you may pretend you don't get jealous easily, but you do. You don't believe in the concept of a "flirty personality" and think people should be respectful of one another when in a relationship. Your love language may be gift giving. You may also enjoy stereotypical displays of affection, like roses and chocolates, no matter if they're coming from a friend or a lover or even yourself. You believe it is important to show the people around you that they are loved and cherished. You are the person who peels oranges/tangerines and shares them with everyone.

When wwx told lwj the name of his sword: you believe there are things that shouldn't be joked about or taken lightly. You are a very polite and respectful person. You believe being rude to people for no reason is a red flag and you side eye those that are rude to waiters/shop assistants etc the most. You believe we should all try to make each others' lives easier by beind kinder and more civil. You are very responsible and hardworking. People may find your high standards unreasonable sometimes.

The rooftop scene: you know how to make a memorable first impression. You are honest, sometimes brutally so, and you may have difficulty holding your tongue. You often challenge the status quo, wondering why things are the way they are and looking for connections and clues on how the world works. You believe in the power of "fuck around and find out". You are fun and sociable, and have quick wit that has often gotten you out of trouble.

wwx getting lwj bunnies and the bunnies getting busy: you have a dirty sense of humor but your jokes are too funny not to laugh about them. You believe that, if people don't think you and your friends are in some kind of couple/polycule, you're not trying hard enough. You're down-to-earth without being cynical, and have a healthy dose of optimism about life even if it sometimes makes no sense to you. You may have a tendency to be dismissive of people who don't share your opinions and not be willing to hear them out. You get in trouble easily but always find a way out. You believe that an empty search history is a red flag.

[theearlgreymage]

Thank you for the tags today and Sunday!! @ic3-que3n @shrekgogurt @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @whogaveyoupermission and @aristocratic-otter

I have an absurd amount of WIPs between my life in the Carry On Fandom and the Buddy Daddies Brain Rot. So I'm going to number my WIPs 1-20 and roll a D20 a few times to decide what you guys get a sneak peak of!

Wands and Hair - A cute little Oneshot that I picked up in the Carry On Server of Simon going feral over Baz's hair held up in a bun with his wand.

He has fairly straight hair that has just a slight wave of body to it at the end. Normally, it's brushed neat. 

But right now isn't normal. It's the end of term. Finals are soon. Everyone's a mess. 

Except Baz. 

The only real tell that he's just as stressed (maybe more stressed since it's actually showing?) is his tie being a bit loose with the top button of his shirt undone and his hair being a little rumpled. In our rooms, he's been twirling his pen and even his wand around the looser pieces of his hair. 

This entire year, he has made it a point to establish that we are not friends. That we will never be friends. That even being acquaintances is out of the question. The only thing we are is roommates. 

Roommates who are on opposite sides of a brewing war within the World of Mages apparently. 

The Mage has tried explaining to me which of the Old Families should and should not be trusted. It was difficult to keep up with all the names. But some names that I have held onto are the Grimm’s and Pitch’s. Baz is both. His full name is bloody Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch. 

I don’t even have a middle name, and who knows if Snow is my real last name. It’s just what was written on my arm when the first care home found me on their doorstep. But Baz has a fancy middle name (that he prefers to his first name) and two last names. He also comes from the most powerful Old Family in England, and is fucking ruthless and perfect in everything he does. 

None of it is fair. 

So I’m enjoying this. Watching him. Seeing him finally show some semblance of normalcy as his hair becomes messier and messier with each twist of his pen through his dark locks.

2. Untitled - This will be a multi-chapter piece that isn't going to see the light of day until fall. It just popped into my head this week. But here's a couple little lines I have bouncing around in my head for it. The general premise is "what if Baz was the villain, but not by choice."

I thought it couldn't get any worse. Being locked inside a coffin and fed blood from a plastic cup for an untold amount of time. When they gave me the blood, I realized they had no plans of killing me.

That gave me hope. Someone could find me if I was still alive. (Well as alive as one can consider me.)

But then I felt it. A dark magic. Pulling at my consciousness.

There were words, a spell, coming from outside of the coffin. I couldn't make them out, even with my hearing, but I swore I recognized the voice.

Not that it mattered.

I wished they'd killed me.

Death would be better than this. Being locked inside your own head, conscious of what something else is doing with your body, but unable to do a damn thing about it.

This thing won't talk to me, but I recognize the magic at work.

The Insidious Humdrum is puppeteering me.

3. COBB Project #1 - I may have two different COBB projects in the works right now. I've been furiously typing away at these babies this week since I'm on a break from work.

I’m scared that I won’t be able to tell Simon everything on this list. That the memories will start to slip away over time the longer it takes me to find him. It’s inevitable, and I know that from experience. 

I can barely remember my own mothers face at this point. 

I try not to dwell on that too much. It will get me nowhere to worry about my own deteriorating thoughts when I could be putting that energy towards actually finding Simon. 

He disappeared in the aftermath. As the light surrounding him and the Humdrum slowly dimmed until it was nothing, and then there was a crack in the air. In the atmosphere. It was like a dam had broken. Everything went black in a heartbeat. I couldn’t breath - whether from whatever was happening or from the feeling of being back in the coffin I don’t know. 

I passed out. 

And when I came to Simon was gone. 

Little did I know at the time that the entire world as we knew it was also gone.

4. Honeypot - If you haven't watched the Buddy Daddies anime yet, please do. Trust me. It is worth it. This one will be a lengthy Oneshot. It's been living in my drafts for the last 3 weeks. I swear I'll finish it soon.

Kazuki is acting weird about this mission. Which I guess is fair - I’m breaking our normal routine that we’ve built up over the last few months. 

What Kazuki doesn’t know is that this is normal for me. Well, for a younger version of me. 

A version of me that had just figured out a big part of why I had no desire to carry on the family line, and wanted to rebel. 

A version of me who just wanted to feel something. 

I’d spend my free time rotating between a variety of clubs that catered to a specific type of clientele. The kind that would be willing to not ask questions beyond safe words and how I wanted to be fucked into the mattress. 

It was thrilling for a time, letting someone so close. It would be so easy for them to end me if they wanted to. A strong enough hand around my throat. A hidden blade in my back. Part of me craved it, to be free of the monotony of it all, but I could never let my guard down enough for it to happen. Not that anyone ever even tried. 

In the end, the thrill wore off fairly quickly. 

Except for one club where I found I enjoyed it a bit more than the others. A man who knew exactly what to whisper in my ear to make me shiver.

TAGGING TIME

I literally cannot keep up with all of you guys. You're all so gosh darn talented and constantly sharing pieces of your work. So, I'm sorry if you've already uploaded your WIP's and I'm double tagging you for the day.

@stardustasincocaine @ivelovedhimthroughworse @buffy @ionlydrinkhotwater@artsyunderstudy @palimpsessed @onepintobean @confused-bi-queer @martsonmars @hushed-chorus @nausikaaa @fatalfangirl @larkral @ebbpettier @cutestkilla @facewithoutheart @yellobb @johnwgrey @bazzybelle @bookish-bogwitch @letraspal @thewholelemon @foolofabookwyrm-activated

[velarisdusk]

working on a lucien thing i've had in mind for literally the last like.... whenever i finished the first book. this thought has been MARINATING. its gonna be a good one folks

[blorbocedes]

if I never lied, then, baby you'd be the truth

maxiel, 4.2k, rated: E

tags: the winner's room, Italian Grand Prix 2021, dubious consent, one sided maxiel, power imbalance

summary:

When they ask who Daniel wants for the Winner’s Room, the choice is obvious. There's a stray consideration to stick with the team, teach the sulking younger teammate some humility but Daniel’s not a fucking babysitter.

In his mind, there really only was one actual choice. It was always going to be him. Even if he's won six races this season, and hasn't called Daniel once yet.

Max Verstappen.

[starpros-sunshine]

We <3 hearing things

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Top 5 golden girls Moments?

How could you ask me this. Not even my top 5 episodes, my top 5 moments. This is an impossible choice. Do you enjoy inflicting pain on me? I may die from this (said in Blanche's half-asleep accent).

I hope you know that producing this list has been equivalent to tearing my beating heart out of my chest.

The Great Herring War scene from S1E25 The Way We Met

Rose's reveal that she had 56 boyfriends before settling down with Charlie from S7E13 Old Boyfriends

Dorothy telling off Blanche's abusive boyfriend (and Blanche kicking him out of the house) from S6E13 The Bloom Is Off The Rose

The little moment between Dorothy and Rose on the lanai from S5E19 72 Hours

The kiss on Rose's nose + hug from S3E3 Bringing Up Baby

There. I hope you're happy. Personally I will never recover from this.

[Ask me my Top 5 anything]

[cloudshapedpatch]

thinking about how i let random strangers read the todoroki x reader smut i wrote in the mental hospital 😭

[apinchofm]

Might just write Kate slapping Anthony for doing her and her sister dirty for fun.

[franks-unholy-confessional]

imagining how good frank would look with bite marks in between his tattoos. specifically his birds. and the “AND”.

specifically.

Bite Anon, we here at the Confessional agree 100% and we thought we would just attach this frimage for everyone's reference and enjoyment.

Personally I'd start by aiming for (1) the little blank space between the swirl at the top of the A, the middle line of the A, and the wing of the bird with the bar over its eyes, and (2) the little blank space betwen the star, the swirl of the D, and the wing of the bird with the X's for eyes, wbu?

--BarbedWireRosary

[countess-of-edessa]

baked a cake from scratch, fed the dogs and the father, cleaned the kitchen, wrapped christmas presents. wearing a beige sweaterdress and black ballet flats, hair in bun. reading a profile on hilaria baldwin…the cottagecore tradwife in me is winning i fear

[dark-elf-writes]

I’m just saying he would be happier if he finally got bent over a table and had his back blown out. He deserves it

Link? 100%. If he did not sprint to the Zora domain before Calamity Ganon had fully dissipated to try out a shark cock (or two considering biology) I would be surprised.

But Sidon is the boy you would take home to meet your parents. The ex’s younger brother that grew up surprisingly hot and built. Ganondorf on the other hand would look your parents dead in the face and tell them “they call me daddy too” and Link needs some of that energy as well.

And with all the skirts, crop tops, and canon ‘help me step to I’m stuck’ power I’m just saying that the degenerates are going to be fed well okay.

[eosofspades]

finally listened to guts by olivia rodrigo and i feel so called out im literally nauseous