#and the mirror in the track?

[m4xgirlie]

alright, now that i’ve finished reeling from the Qatar GP, i’m gonna attempt to write some of chapter 3 of A Surprising Invite. this should be interesting 😂

[pokeberry5]

i feel like i never draw tim smiling but bb robin tim smiles a lot! (in between angst and tragedy)

brought to you by my continued attempts at figuring out tim’s early robin hair

[bluerosefox]

Stellar Dynamics

You know what.

ANOTHER DPxDC idea (as if I write prompts for anything else lol ✍(◔◡◔)

And once again, I think I might have a hyperfixation rn, another deaged Dani (Ellie) and Dan (Dante)! and Dad!Danny.

And you know what, lets make it another DannyxConner idea.

Danny is on a field trip with his class (NOT in Gotham though, LOVE Gotham but lets go with a different city) in like Central City or Metropolis (If Metropolis, Danny is SUPER excited to see the space sections they have at the museum they no doubt have, because well SUPERMAN is an alien and based in their city. If in Central City Conner is visiting Bart.)

During the trip he bumps into Conner and the two just hit it off. Conner enjoys listening to Danny rant about space and the stars and finds watching Danny's eyes light up in joy kinda cute. And if he got his new hero name Supernova from listening to Danny's rants about the stars well... no one needs to know how he got it.

Danny likes how chill Conner is and how the guy stood against Dash and the other jocks when Dash decided he wanted to mess with Danny during the trip, a rare thing nowadays but sometimes Dash does try, and how he respects/likes Danny's friends.

He didn't even say anything negative or hurtful when he found out Danny has two kids back home.

In the end the two exchange numbers, flirt hard, and maybe set up a date in the future. And then more dates. Becoming boyfriends. AND meeting the family. Conner is smitten with just out of toddlerhood Ellie and toddler Dante and adores them. And he loves how the Fentons just love him the moment he stepped into their house and was introduced as Danny's boyfriend, he made sure to bring over a pie Ma should him how to make.

Things get a bit complicated when Conner, Supernova, is at a reunion of YJ members and his phone lights up with a text message from Danny.

He's smiling with a goofy/soft look when he opens the text and see's its a picture of Danny holding a pouting toddler Dante and Ellie on his lap smiling with a notable gap in her teeth at the camera. The message he got was 'Ellie wanted you to know she finally lost her first baby tooth. Dan's been grumpier, I think he misses you.'

He is pulled out of his happy thoughts and musings when he hears Bart gasp hard and drop a bowl of snacks onto the floor. Conner turns to from the future Speedster and see's him about to have a panic attack.

Bart, Impulse, is having a freak out after catching a glimpse of the text picture Conner had gotten and being nosy wanted to know what got his friend to smile so smitten. He knew of Conner's current boyfriend and the kids Conner adores but haven't had time to be introduced to them or even see a pic.

He wasn't expecting to see the very MONSTER of his NIGHTMARES that basically destroyed the world in the FUTURE as a toddler pouting at a camera and surrounded by two smiling identical looking people either. People he never saw in the future or with HIM AND-

Oh.... OH!

Was that why he turned evil? Did something happen to his family?

[peter-pantomime]

i completely agree that the mash laugh track is egregious in many ways, however i do think the fact that it gets quieter and more sporadic over time, not so much suggesting that the situation is getting less and less funny as much as saying that it never really was that funny but we're losing our ability to ignore that now, mirroring the behavior of a certain central harlequin figure who stops making jokes and gets more and more withdrawn over time is... something.

[yuurionviktor]

Back to my meme redraws

[vintagehomecollection]

The raised floor emphasizes the already low ceilings. A wolfskin spread seems appropriate in the cavern-like space. Yet the open shelves and the flexibility of the sliding shojis keep any sense of confinement at bay.

Rooms by Design, 1989

[maddieandangel]

Consider: character-exclusive trinkets.

[crownedwithstars]

the reasons I think Fëanorians should not get the Silmarils back

it's a better and more compelling story this way. their fall from grace and the way they corrupt and destroy themselves because of a hopeless quest is peak tragedy, which would be ruined by their success.

it's a justified consequence of the Kinslayings: the right of ownership is not and cannot ever be more important than somebody else's right to live.

it's also a justified consequence of them stealing and destroying someone else's priceless semi-sacred property: Teleri will never get their ships back because Fëanor burned them out of spite, so it's only fair and square that the Silmarils are never returned to him or his heirs. 

if Stuff is so important to you that it causes you to ruin the lives of all your children, losing that Stuff forever is probably just karmic justice. (see also: "if more of us valued food and cheer above hoarded gold...")

And no, nobody else should have the Silmarils either. It's clear that having a Silmaril messes with your brain. At the end of the Silm, they should become public property. I would go even further than this and say that the actual resolution of the Silm, where nobody can have them and the single surviving jewel is carried as a star that everyone can indiscriminately see by a guy who never expressed a desire for it, is probably the only correct one. 

[post-it-notes7]

"He's the last obstacle"-- hey, Mir Falspar, let's slow down a bit.

he's been slamming on the breaks this whole time

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

family visit 🏝️

(ghosts can be haunted too)

[Scala script translation in alt text]

[sthilarions]

Haven’t thought this one through I’m just spitballing here but. AU that’s sorta White Collar by way of RIPD?

Charles got recruited (more or less against his will) to Afterlife Enforcement on the spot when he tried to throw a punch at Death in the attic. He works under Niko/The Principal, and trades snipes with the Night Nurse when they happen to get stuck in the same elevator.

He’s been married to Crystal for several years, having met her after she died in a murder-by-ghost case that he ended up assigned to.

And then there’s Edwin.

Edwin’s been on the run from Afterlife Enforcement for decades. Escaped Hell, and Hell escapees are pretty much the top of the list of Charles’s priorities, officially (and there aren’t very many of them), so Charles has more or less dedicated his afterlife to catching Edwin for the aforementioned decades, as far as the higher-ups know.

But the thing is, he realized pretty quickly that Edwin wasn’t like the other runners. Didn’t seem evil. Didn’t seem violent, even. Seemed… more scared, than anything. And Charles realized a couple years in that Edwin was also kind.

He had the chance to catch Edwin and was about to rush in but Edwin was in the process of trying to protect a child from their father at the time and Charles just… stopped. Couldn’t help, because of the laws of AE; no meddling with mortal affairs. But… he didn’t interfere. He just stood there, rune-bound cuffs dangling from his hands.

And he knows Edwin saw him (and chose to keep helping, to save the kid, instead of running and saving himself) because Edwin started sending him cards, after. And little gifts. Sassy things with barbed little insults in them but Charles saves them.

And Charles doesn’t try nearly as hard as he could, to catch Edwin, in the decades after. So many times they meet and they talk while Edwin hovers a hand over his portal-activation runes, and Charles sometimes even predicts where Edwin’s going to be and leaves cards and gifts for him (it only seems fair, when Charles has multiple drawers-full at this point; Crystal’s suggested getting him a chest just for the stuff he’s gotten from Edwin).

Edwin gets into more active spectral crime over time instead of just running - it’s kind of hard not to, when you’re on the top of AE’s list, and you need to make connections and trade favors to keep ahead of the hounds - but it’s still never violent, never evil, really.

It’s forged soul-vessels sold to sorcerers who shouldn’t have had the real thing in their hands anyway, artifacts snatched without a trace from supernatural bank vaults that were supposed to be ghost-proof, ancient Atlantean scrolls sold for millions. (Atlantis does not, and Charles cannot emphasize this enough, exist, and never has. That one Charles puts in the category of “objectively funny crime that you kinda deserved for being that stupid”.)

But, one day… Edwin’s lover, that Charles spent years knowing only as the Crow, betrays him, and Edwin makes himself so easy to catch that Charles can’t find an excuse not to anymore. (He does try.)

Charles kneels beside Edwin on concrete that doesn’t scrape up either of their knees, and tells Edwin he’s sorry about Monty, and puts on the cuffs, and makes sure they’re not tight enough to hurt.

And tries not to think about Edwin, in Hell, running, about Edwin’s elegant voice and delicate hands turned to screaming and scrabbling.

And then, four years later, Niko gives him the two-finger point, and when he goes into her office she tells him that Edwin’s asked to talk to him.

It’s not hard to sell Edwin’s suggested deal to Niko. Edwin genuinely has the potential to be the best informant AE’s ever had, best asset, even, and Niko likes him almost as much as Charles does, anyway.

And it’s kind of amazing how quickly they fall into a rhythm, together, like they were meant to be at each other’s sides all along - although Charles does quickly find he seems to spend most of his time trying to get Edwin out of trouble.

(Edwin’s very-criminal friend, the Cat King, doesn’t help, on that front, although Charles does have to admit he comes in handy sometimes.)

And for some reason Crystal keeps on inviting Edwin over to their house…

[gods-favorite-autistic]

Track list for Fig and the Cig Figs independently published Junior Year album (officially named “Infaethable”)

Teenage Rebellion

Night Yorb (a heavy metal banger)

Summer Scaries

Devils Nectar

Time Quangle (a love song about Ayda)

Multiclass (Gorgug sings on this!)

The Ballad Of Lucy Frostblade (Kristen was the one who convinced Fig to write this)

So Late, So Tactical

Do You Have A Fucking Warrant

Cassandra (Can You Hear Me)

Hall Of Mirrors

President Applebees (written entirely in the night after Kristen gets elected by a drunk Fig with extremely drunk notes by Kristen)

Raging For Love (inspired by Gorgug, of course)

The Elven Oracle (Has A Day Job) (So Stop Bothering Her)

Maximum Legend

Fury Of The Ball

Cursed

Infaethable

The Bad Kids

[cent-scratchnsniff]

Mermaid

[marlenacantswim]

guy very into musical theatre who mistakingly thinks they're connecting with me over a shared interest: yeah, weber is foundational and all, but i've always felt more of a connection with what starkid's got going on, y'know?

me, who's only ever listened to tracks from the musical episode of Psych: uhhhhhhhhh... hello my name is shawn spencer? this is my partner, lil' wayne? the evidence is underwhelming? but my intuition is insane?

[firendeavor]

Shakespeare

Hello and sorry to @flamingbluepanda who asked for heartfelt declarations of love. Does murder count? But thank you so much for this! I've been neck deep in chaos and this has been lovely to step back for a second because it's such a wonderful prompt. And thank you once again to @galladrabbles too!

Anyway, any chance to bring up my dearest Lady Macbeth, I will. Obviously, warnings for blood and murder.

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The waxy motel soap in Ian’s hand is nearly gone. 

Crimson scores his palms like lacerations, soaking into the creases of his skin and no amount of lather will erase the stain. He trembles over the basin and begs the water to run clear before they can be traced and discovered, because they will be questioned; Terry Milkovich’s gut didn’t cleave itself.

Ian groans and growls at the damned blood, tears of frustration welling and pooling as he scrubs and scours and scratches and claws…

A grounding touch dispels his frantic thoughts.

“Your hands are clean,” his lover whispers, soft.

[obstinaterixatrix]

we got a package misdelivered to us that had no numbers that resembled our apt and no words that resembled our st. not even in the same zipcode. fedex what were you doing here