#and basically kidnap them-

[ugly-bug-starscream]

Sentinel found out...

Sky loving the Stars (SltS) au

[nenoname]

"Alright, line up for some affectionate noogie-ing!"

(bonus newspaper attacks and fez pets)

[bunnieswithknives]

The soul of Wicked is randomly inventing extremely elaborate relationships between characters who barely interact at all in canon. Also Fiyero is here.

[rock-omelette]

A look of realization washes over his face, perspective upended—like he was finally seeing Stone in a new light.

"He used to call you sycophant." Tom muttered, as if to himself, and the subconscious use of past tense only made Stone scowl, gripping harder on the reigns. Tom jostles, but pushes through. "He used to call you sycophant, but that wasn't true, was it? You know it wasn't."

What do you know? Stone wanted to snarl. Wanted to scream and punch and maybe kick this audacious imbecile in the nads for assuming, for thinking he could even begin to grasp what he was, what he and Ivo had been to each other—

"Sycophants are in it for something." Wachowski continued, clearly determined to say his piece to it's bitter end. "That's what he thought. That you had an end goal. That he was a medium. But he was wrong-,"

"Bite your fucking tongue, Wachowski-,"

"He was wrong. He wasn't the end goal—he was your purpose. You weren't in it for something, you did it for the love of the game." Wachowski gulped, the implications unspoken. Love for him. "You were never a sycophant. You were a zealot."

You were worse, goes unsaid. You were always worse.

Perhaps he should be flattered, to think that the man has made these decisions in such a short amount of time... But all he feels is balking, terror and rage snowballed into something bitter and leaden in his stomach. Stone pulls the rope forward, and Wachowski winced, stumbling. Stone tugs on his hair, pulling him away. Disgusted.

"There is no-one greater," he hissed. "And nothing worse than the Mad Doctor, do you understand?"

Wachowski swallowed again, saying nothing. He shakes like a prey animal.

He doesn't, of course. Why would he? He's already made up his stupid, tiny, feeble mind, but it is no consequence. Soon he will be dead, and so will his wife, and it will lead that wretched hedgehog right back to him—destroyed, in need of the killing blow. It will be enough, and the Mad Doctor will return. Everything will be as they should be—kneeling at the doctor's feet, where they belong.

It will be enough.

[firestorm-fox]

Most "Silver is Shadow's son" concepts are either Silver is Shadow's biological son or Shadow adopts a young Silver.

I propose a third option:

Shadow finds a young injured Silver and takes him to what's left of a hospital. He needs a blood transfusion but there's none left, none of the patients are well enough to donate blood, and the doctors can't either because they need to take care of the patients or just aren't the right blood type.

Shadow offers his blood hoping that his original purpose as a cure-all will actually work here. It works and Silver survives but develops telekinesis and (limited) telepathy from the Black Arm's component of Shadow's blood (Black Doom had both telepathy and telekinesis), as well as an enhanced ability to use chaos energy (being able to perform the double chaos control with Shadow to time travel later).

Shadow takes Silver in because he now feels responsible for him and has to make sure he can control his powers.

[macking-cheese]

POV: You're stacking cubes instead of figuring out how you're gonna pay rent next week

[spooked-skull-studios]

Yh so idk if I mentioned this but twigs and I are doing a fully literate RP and I've done some silly memes for it so yeah please don't hurt me

I hate drawing people it's very stressful but these bozos are an exception

[enixamyram]

Unpopular opinion maybe?

If people can make half a dozen stories changing and romanticising the tale of Hades and Persephone, people should be able to do the same for Zeus and Ganymede.

[arlathen]

ill say this bioware did finally manage to make a dragon age game where there's no romance that has more story significance than the others.

[jorunna-mochi]

happy 2:30am takeanother dandys worldoc bc I cannotbe reasonable andnott make a lot

This is Rattle Nursery she's a Toon who was made specifically for Gardenview rather than for the Dandy's World show she is in 0 episodes godbless

fightingwithmy space bar to make allof this readable send help

[johnconstantinesdick]

I’m thinking about my Big Three kid swap au (Nico is the prophecy child, Percy is a willow tree, and Thalia is caught in the Lotus Casino) again and specifically Percy is so funny to me. Turns into a tree when he has a found family daughter and almost-boyfriend and wakes up as a a single mother divorcee.

Percy is consistently bringing unhinged domestic spat energy to every confrontation. It’s a full on soap opera. The gods love it. Luke’s troops keep losing respect for him.

Percy kept aging while he was a tree (since we can’t have him join the Hunt) and everyone agrees he’s not the Prophecy Child because he’s fully twenty-something already. So he has no other obligations except conspiring with Annabeth to drag Luke kicking and screaming back home.

Percy keeps referring obliquely to “the divorce” which is very funny but confuses everyone around him. Multiple times he distracts monsters or Titan army demigods by complaining about his “failing marriage” and how “taking care of a kid alone is so hard, you know? I’m not even getting child support!”. Everyone comes out of the conversation sympathetic to the poor guy. Every once in a while Percy adds new lore to see the way Luke’s eye twitches. Luke is not coping well with the judgmental looks, side-eyes, and earnest advice about how to save a marriage. Annabeth keeps getting kidnapped by Luke’s cronies because they very earnestly believe she should get to spend some more time with her other dad.

Every Saturday there’s a truce where all three of them tensely eat cookies in Sally Jackson’s living room. No one has the guts to tell her they’re on opposite sides of a war. Luke tries to turn the tables one (1) time and ask her how she would feel about Percy getting married. Sally’s answer is so heartfelt and genuinely happy that Luke cries alone in his golden sarcophagus later and he never brings it up again. Percy’s smug look goes entirely unnoticed except by Annabeth.

[destroyerofgirls]

TW: noncon, blood, kidnapping, and yes this is all fantasy, pretty boy

I bet you never thought that you'd end up all tied up in my basement like this.

Aw, don't worry, I'll take care of you, and I know you'll take care of me too.

You already did so good with that blowjob, my sweet boy.

You took all those punches like it was nothing, you remember what was next don't you?

Aww, don't give me that look, I told you, you don't deserve all those men lusting after you like that. You don't deserve to look pretty. We're gonna make sure your head ends up all soft and fuzzy for me.

Alright baby boy, let's get you on your knees. Fuck, you look so perfect. You were practically made to be on your knees. Quit your whining before I shove your face into my crotch.

What the fuck did I just say, that's it, there we go. Now I don't have to hear your stupid little cries. 

Let me just get the clippers, and let's shave that pretty hair of yours off. We'll start at the top, cause there's no going back.

BZZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZ

Aww, you're all soft and fuzzy now. You remember what comes next don't you?

[jessicas-pi]

for the three sentence prompt, could you do sabezra in a mythical creature au, whether it be the mer one or another variety if you want?

so i DID start writing some mer-fic but then I realized it actually worked a lot better as part of a current mer-WIP I have going, and I also had another idea and uhhh long story short this is kind of a continuation of this one!

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Ezra perched cozily in the window seat, carved into the soft golden-toned wood that made up the walls, ceiling, and floor of the room. Spiderweb-fine curtains (that may or may not have actually been made of spiderwebs, he wasn't sure about that) fluttered as a light breeze brushed through the window, bringing in the scents of flowers and the distant chatter of hundreds of voices.

In the middle of the room, the Seelie stood, watching him just as intently as he watched her.

"You know," she huffed, breaking his gaze and crossing her arms, "I was really expecting more of a reaction to all of this!"

Ezra tilted his head indifferently. "I mean, I've always wondered if you'd have wings or not, so that answers my question, I guess."

Her pink-violet wings, which looked like something between bumblebee and dragonfly, twitched at this. "These are a little creation of my own, actually," she said, a pretty smile pulling at the corner of her mouth as she shrugged one shoulder. "I liked how your modern, storybook fairies had wings, so I gave myself some. Started a fad, actually."

"Modern fairies?" Ezra repeated. "Fairies have had wings for a long time."

"Yes. Well. They didn't when I first visited your realm. But that was..." She paused to think. "About five hundred years ago, more or less."

"You're five hundred years old?!"

Her smile grew. "Time is flexible in the space between realms. If you counted the days I've been alive, they would add up to just under nineteen years. But... I have been visiting your realm since about 1361, so..."

"But---I thought you said five hundred years ago, you first came?"

She looked at him curiously. "Is it... not... 1855?"

"It's 2024!"

"...oh." She chuckled nervously, and if he wasn't mistaken, she might have even blushed at her mistake. "I---I lose track of time, sometimes."

"I'll say you do," someone snorted as a door that Ezra hadn't seen---it blended smoothly into the wall---was thrown open. A new Seelie sauntered in. "Because you missed dinner. Again."

She startled at the unexpected entrance, and glanced at Ezra for a split second. It was enough, apparently, because the new Seelie looked over his shoulder, right at Ezra.

He stared at Ezra.

Ezra stared at him.

"Hi...?" Ezra ventured.

The new Seelie looked over at the first one and stated, "I'm telling Mom you brought a human home."

"I'll kill you," she replied without missing a beat.

Ezra held in a laugh at that. "So, I assume this is your brother?"

The pretty Seelie gave him a look that was dripping with exasperation.

"Unfortunately, yes." She took a deep breath, then sighed. "Brother, I'd like to introduce you to... Jabba-the-Hutt-Lando-Calrissian-Brom-Titus-Dev-Morgan."

"The third," Ezra added, deadpan.

part one || part two || part three

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

okay but watching pomme and richas' family growing RACE gets so intense. okay. look.

pomme: baghera, antoine, aypierre, kameto, etoiles, bad, and max (from aypierre) for parents; dapper as sibling; maxpierre twin babies for siblings. she has ten family members in total.

richas: forever, pac, mike, cellbit, felps, roier, and quackity for parents; foolish and vegetta as grandmas; and leo as an aunt. if we count bobby as richas' deceased step-brother, then richarlyson has eleven family members in total.

they both have seven parents in total.

pomme is catching up. richas its time to start whoring your dads out again. dont let her win

[themintman]

N e ways here's Jack's actual design for the au I posted about the other day lmao

Love this sorrowful lizard.

[gnomewithalaptop]

Damn, I really thought I was about to make some crazy observation here and connect the dots that Hercules was the one who gave Cassie the costume she ends up using for her Titans of Tomorrow Evil Arc, but alas, DC in 2007 was simply not on my level