#and then you just word vomit

[a-small-writer-in-a-big-world]

Yes it’s dumb to head canon that the boys call Price dad but also as someone who has accidentally called my teachers “mom” I think it’s very true actually

[pants-lint]

Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.

[bluespiritshonour]

You know what would make for a great story? Sokka demanding that Zuko find his space sword (I have personal bias in favour that dark blade mmrrrr, sexy, yeah I'm thirsting over a blade)

Because... Zuko's really good at finding things. He found Aang. The Gaang had been looking for Appa for days—but Zuko found him the day he started looking. He found his mum. He's meant to find things.

And Sokka just bam slam bursts in one day and says “hurry up! We're gonna find my sword. You owe me that much!”

And they go on a nice (or not so nice) little adventure.

[tacticalprincess]

big man prone bone all i can rhink about rn 😞😞😞

:((((!! könig seeing you lazing on the bed all relaxed, soft body barely hidden beneath your tiny clothes, and can’t help but mount you like an animal :( possessiveness inked into the way his broad body fully envelopes yours from behind, the hefty weight of him pinning you to the soft mattress like a paperweight. it makes you feel warm on the outside and inside, to be completely surrounded by him. his musk and cologne filling your lungs, laborious breathing tickling your ear, thick, hairy thighs pressed to the backs of yours, burly arms barricading you in— muscles rippling underneath your fingertips when cling to him oh so desperately before he inevitably has to pin your hands to the bed. a pillow elevates your hips and gives him easier access to your gooey cunt, makes it so you feel like each thrust breaches a new, uncharted territory in your smooth walls, hitting spots that punch obscene noises out of your throat.

grinding into you nice and deep when he’s about to finish, primal instincts to fuck and fill driving his actions. the feeling of his full, taut balls rubbing your over sensitive clit is dizzying, your orgasm being pulled out from you at the prospect of him having all that thick cum stored up just for you :( unintentionally milking his fat cock when your body convulses around him, and he doesn’t stop until it’s gushing out from the sides. falling asleep still sticky and messy with the proof of his claim leaking out of you :(

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

DC x DP Prompt

Some way, somehow (up to you), Dan, Danny, and Dani all end up living with Vlad.

Vlad is ecstatic. The three D's aren't, but it's not like they have a choice.

To push things forward, they end up begrudgingly going to a Wayne Gala with him, and like most gala kids, they were subjected to forceful, nosy, uncomfortable, and unnecessary questions from adults they don't like, and they know, don't really care.

One of the few obvious questions would be, 'How old are you?'.

Dan, despite being in a clone body of Danny, grows just a bit faster and taller than him and refuses to be the same age as that twerp. So he says that he's one year older than Danny.

Danny, who is absolutely pissed that his clone body is growing faster than him and also refuses to be the same age as that asshole, uses his actual age.

Dani, on the other hand, is having some internal struggles about being a clone and how her body and mind were basically forced to become more mature than she actually is. How she desperately wishes to be a child but will never have the opportunity to be. Or how she wants to be her own person but doesn't know how, and is simply borrowing from everyone around her.

She gets the dreaded question, 'How old are you?'. She doesn't want to be too close to Dan or Danny and 'copy' them. But she doesn't want to be too far off from them because she's really not much smaller than Danny, and also finds comfort in being close to them even if she is just 'copying' them. So she says she's a year younger than Danny.

The Gala goes on, yada yada yada. Then they go home.

A few weeks later, one of the D's (I'm thinking Dan) finds an online article about the Masters family and begins laughing their ass off.

Apparently, Irish twins were one thing. But Irish triplets? That had the general public and social elite in an uproar for weeks to come.

[starwrighter]

1/?? Halloween prompt

I’ve got brain rot for creepy Deadserious content but only when it’s only seen as creepy by outsiders. (I know I’m writing a fic with a similar plot but it’s different I swear! Also my grammar is shit because I’m getting dental work done tomorrow and I’m nervous) Tw for stalker behavior

So Damian has a crush on Danny and immediately goes about acting on these feelings much to onlookers horror. Danny is swooning because someone made the effort to do a background check on him. Danny thinks Damian doing this is really smart because, he could be a serial killer for ancients sake why would you risk that? Others say this is a horrible invasion of privacy.

Damian not realizing he's being creepy (being liminal and being an ex assassin, turned vigilante wasn't doing him any favors) Plus Danny also not realizing it's creepy unless you relay Damian behavior towards him with different names.

Damian's just being a textbook stalker, breaking into his house and shit and Danny's all like "awwww he likes me" because this is just normal ghostly courting rituals! His dormroom isn't his lair so Damian breaking in doesn't feel like he's violating any sort of boundary. To him it's like a friend showing up at the coffee shop you work at to say hi.

Danny's had stalkers before, he's very cautious of his behavior to insure he never stalked anyone. Being stalked back in Amity was a horrific experience for him. From cameras in the locker rooms at school (wes) to cameras in his bathroom and bedroom at home (Vlad)! He couldn't feel safe anywhere! To Danny Damian's not a stalker, he's his protector. Nobody seems to understand when he tries to explain this though they just look at him like he's lost his mind.

Damian’s not subtle at all and Danny’s kicking his feet like a lovesick school girl who found out her crush likes her back. Overall it’s super cute from their points of view Damian’s planning an official confession to ask him on a date while Danny’s trying to figure out if Damian actually likes him or is just being nice. They’re just doing normal couple things but people just jump and attack Damian’s character while painting Danny as some kind of brainwashed victim.

The thing is… Danny’s become very good at appearing normal while Damian refuses to pretend to be a bumbling idiot like the rest of his family. He also refuses to dull down his personality for anything other than secret identity reasons. For these reasons since their relationship had become public, Damian had been painted by the media as a creepy possessive boyfriend who threatened Danny into a relationship. This infuriates Danny, the only one doing any kind of possession is him god damn it!

They want to be around each other all the time and that’s normal behavior for ghost/liminal couples! They live much longer than regular humans do they’re like elves, their perceptions of time are messed up. They still spend time apart they still have hobbies and an independent life, people just get hung up on the amount of time they do spend together. It’s normal behavior for them to know mountains of information about each others interests to the point they almost know more than each other. It’s normal to know each other’s schedules and background check the people they associate with. (The realms are very dangerous with shapeshifters and manipulators like spectra and Desiree who can ruin your afterlife in a matter of minutes) Their relationship is creepy to those who haven’t gone to extremes to survive.

Damian has taken to ignoring the reputation press has given him. He’s dealt with paparazzi and tabloids before it’s just frustrating to deal with. It’s when people start accusing him of hurting his beloved that really pisses him off.

(Bonus if Danny’s the one frothing at the mouth to maul a reporter while they try to paint him as a poor innocent victim)

I’mma end the prompt with this so everyone understands why Damian specifically being targeted by press. The more liminal you are the more creepy/uncanny you appear to other people and the more effort you have to put in to hide it. It’s why the bats are more believed to be Eldritch creatures than actual humans in suits. Surprisingly becoming a Halfa completely changes this effect to do the complete opposite. It’s easier for the human brain to look at a halfa and think “Innocent or normal,” Vlad and Danny were morons when it came to actually hiding their identity’s it was only their statuses as halfa’s that prevented people from comprehending them being anything other than normal.

In short Damian’s too dead to be perceived as normal while Danny’s too alive to be perceived as anything other than normal.

[ratatoastwrites]

omg can we talk about Spencer Reid with an unsub reader for a sec????

like he fully knows who you are and you probably know that he knows, but that doesn’t stop you from falling into bed with him

i’m probably not the first one to think of this, but can you imagine him profiling you during sex????

he’s paying attention to every single detail, whether you’re more submissive or dominant, your kinks, your dislikes, your reactions, everything

(i personally think that) he’s a switch so he’s fine either way, focusing on making you feel good, until your mind is too numb with pleasure to keep your walls up

he talks you through it, slipping in a couple of personal questions and comments about your case, satisfaction burning in his chest as you keep slipping up

well that is, until you have enough of his talking, leaving him speechless with your sudden change in demeanour

by the time you’re done with him, he’s far too pussy drunk to keep profiling you, letting you slip away into the night as he stares up at his ceiling, praying that no one will question his alibi for that night

[val-of-the-north]

(These are the images I used in this part)

Magical discussions happening on twitter dot com, unsurprisingly, where the worst takes can be found.

[puckinghischier]

can we just talk about following quinn around while he’s golfing for a min? all of this content of him playing golf is getting to me soooo bad

like, he’d always ask you to tag along with him and drive the cart for him, just wanting to spend time with you. it’s definitely not because he loves to see you wear your little golf skirt and canucks visor.

you would say no most of the time, not wanting to go ride around in the hot sun all day when you could stay in your air conditioned apartment and watch reality shows. when the weather turns, though, you’ll grace him with your presence every once in awhile.

you especially like to go when he’s playing with his teammates. you loved being his cheerleader and subtly sabotaging his teammates. like the time they asked you to hold the flag while they putted, and you “accidentally” hit quinn’s ball in the hole with the pole.

or the time brock tagged along and you blew the horn on the golf cart just as he was putting for a birdie, causing his ball to sail right past the hole, rolling right off of the green entirely. when he looked over at you, face red and angry, you claimed innocence. “what? i was thirsty and needed to get the cart girl’s attention. how was i supposed to know that was an important putt?”

you always had the most fun when all three hughes brothers were golfing together. you would drive quinn around in a cart while jack and luke had their own. and, occasionally, ellen and jim would join too. ellen and yourself would sit and chit chat while the boys and jim were on the green, teasing each other and not playing by official golf rules in the slightest.

ellen would always pack a cooler with snacks and a light lunch for everyone to have while on the course. the whole group would find a shady spot right off of the course and eat, giving the guys an opportunity to make wagers and bets on who would win and what the others would have to endure if they lost.

usually the punishments were lighthearted and harmless, but every once in awhile one arises that causes some trouble. like the time jack had to jump into one of the small ponds on a course when you were all on vacation together in hawaii, resulting in a lifetime ban for every single one of you when he got caught.

you enjoyed when it was just you and quinn, too. the days that a cool breeze was constantly flowing and you would bring along a book. quinn would let you choose the music that flows through the clip on speaker attached to the cart, knowing you always have a new playlist you’re wanting to show him. he’d buy you a cocktail to sip on throughout the day, knowing how much you loved a fruity drink.

quinn’s favorite part of you tagging along was knowing you were there because he asked you to be. even though you hated golf and claimed it was the most boring sport ever created, you went simply because he wanted you to be there and you knew it was something he enjoyed. he loved being able to look over and hear your little cheers for him every time he putts the ball into the hole. or the way you always say “sounded like a hole in one to me” after the initial stroke at every new hole.

he loved that every time the cart girl drove by, you always made sure he had a fresh beer if he wanted one. he also loved how you’d trade out the beer for water around hole 12, making sure he’s not getting too crazy since he’s the driver in the relationship (other than at the course, of course).

quinn would offer to teach you to play nearly every time you went with him, but after trying to hit a ball or two you always gave up, telling him it’s much more fun to watch him play than having to focus on anything other than how good his ass looks in his pants when he’s putting, considering that’s the real reason you agree to go with him. but what quinn doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

[monochromatic-heartzz]

There's a part of Sampo's character that is easily overlooked. And that part is easily summed up with this one line

"Epsilon? What fun can you get out of a giant vanity fair like that? True happiness always entails the dignity of mankind. Now that's a quote i live by."

I get why more people don't talk about it, we're more focused on other aspects of his character, and that's alright.

However. It's a very important line.

To give a little bit of a "context". Epsilon, from all we've seen, is a star system of "easy pleasures". Entertainment industry, if you will. Many actors, movies, music, etc, comes from there. It's sort of like a hollywood.

Add on to this that the World's End Tavern is in Epsilon, aka, Masked Fools gather in Epsilon due to its easy ways to obtain Elation. Even the concept of the Tavern itself is an easy joy card. Getting drunk and watching fights could be many people's cheap way to obtain Elation.

And Sampo doesn't like that.

He believes Elation should be obtained after hard work. Through endurance and hope, not by cheapishly making whatever and hoping that is your reason for happiness.

Having small pleasures isn't wrong, but pretending it's the key to happiness is. Because it's not true happiness. It's a temporary substitute.

Elation needs to have purpose.

This. Is mainly why he loves Belobog so much. They've persisted so long. 700 years of hoping for a better tomorrow. And when they do finally get it, it's the best payoff they could've gotten. A nice "happy ending" to this story full of tragedy.

Now. This is a strange thing. Because, despite being a (probably retired) Masked Fool, his ideas of Elation align quite a bit with that of the Mourning Actors.

I think Sampo sees value in both sides of the coin. But he doesn't completely agree with both of their views of Elation. His path of Elation is his alone, he walks it by himself. Actually, everyone sees Elation differently. This is just his way of expressing his own ideas.

I love Sampo Koski can we get more lore on him please

[frozen-seagrass]

The WALL-E au no one asked for

[pettyprocrastination]

As much as I love Ghost and the idea of him as a dad. the road to get there is a fucking long one. 

Your relationship with Simon is one that despite how long it’s been going on for- neither of you have put a name on it. You know he cares about you- it’s seen in the way he scolds you when you don’t lock the door or curses your shitty apartment while also fixing your air conditioning when it breaks down every summer. 

You’ve compared him to a stray cat. One you have to let come to you on it’s own, otherwise it will only flee. 

When he’s on leave he goes to you. When he isnt- you don’t know a single fucking thing about where he is, what he’s doing, or if he’ll even come back. 

When the time comes and you sit him down to tell him the truth, that your pregnant and you’re keeping the baby whether he wants to be involved in their life or not? 

He leaves. 

Some words are exchanged beforehand and an argument probably breaks out that leads to you calling him a myriad of names that may even culminate in saying he’d be a shitty father anyways (you don’t beleive it. He does) but he gets up and walks out of your life because in his mind that’s the kindest thing he can do for you and his child. 

He’s still a dead man with a target on his back and as long as he’s in the field, that will never change. Getting involved with you past the initial fling was already dangerous enough (something he would call himself selfish for pursuing) but now there’s a baby that will have your eyes and his nose and christ he can’t risk it. 

So he walks out of your life. 

Now once the initial shock and emotions wear off, it should be said he still watches over you of course. If Simon’s on leave he’ll check in on you, watch from the shadows as you carry groceries to your car wearing a hoodie of his that keeps your swollen belly warm as you outgrow your clothes. He’ll keep an eye on any new, over-eager neighbors or any potential bachelor your friends try to set you up with. 

Maybe you feel a shadow pass by your window at night or when you leave your check-up from the doctor but pass it off as your anxieties getting the best of you. 

It could easily be classified as stalking. It is stalking, but it’s the closest he can come to protecting you, in his own way of thinking. To support you from afar is to keep you out of the danger he puts people in simply by knowing him. Even if it means hurting you both in the process. 

Maybe something happens. You give birth or a missions turned sour and he needs to see you, touch you to know you're safe and well or maybe the thought of not being there to keep you safe at all times could lead to you and his baby’s death just like Tommy's becomes all too consuming until one night he shows up on your doorstep while there’s a baby hanging off your arm and hellfire brimming in your eyes. 

[sinfully02slow]

Out of my element here but

Appreciation post for those orv fans that dissect the story, analyze scenes, share their theories and perspectives here on Tumblr

It’s really cool to see how orv looks from your guys’s perspectives and realizing what some scenes meant

Heck, I believed Kdj’s narrative during the webnovel until the fandom woke me up and handed me depression word soup :)

Personally I can’t really put into words what I think and feel- being able to come across posts where it’s put into words just makes my day

Seeing the orv fandom share endless commentaries of the story, their reactions, alternate universe takes, theories and fanart- it all makes it feel like orv never really ended

But yeah, thank you

(Sorry if the post looked long, I didn’t like how the sentences touched, it looked too squished)

[brucie-baby]

the thing about bruce trying to kill the joker is that people always leave it at 'superman stopped him', which is only partially true. superman does stop him but only during the assembly itself. as soon as he's inhaled all the joker gas, he says, "Batman, he's all yours."

he lets bruce have him, and he doesn't step back in until it's time to pull bruce from the water. maybe this is just because it took him a while to dispose of the gas, but i've always seen it as superman essentially giving batman permission of a sort to do what he needed to do.

maybe clark didn't know what bruce would choose - whether he would lock the joker up or put him six feet under - but he trusted bruce's judgement. maybe clark was sure of bruce's intentions, that he truly believed that bruce would do the 'right' thing. or maybe clark knew that bruce was going to kill him, and he took a step back. i don't know if we're ever told, and i don't think i want to know. i just think it's very interesting.

but bruce did fully try to kill the joker. nobody could stop him, and in the end superman didn't try to. the joker had literally been shot and the helicopter was about to explode and bruce left him there to die. the comic ends with bruce yelling to find his body, but thinking, "But I know they won't. That's how things always end with the Joker and me. Unresolved."

[starstruckloves]

taking a moment to appreciate standoffish f/os that actually have the biggest soft spot for you. and no, im not talking about being mean or anything, just more so maybe nervous or hesitant. wether it be that they aren’t used to love this healthy or just general excitement and the slight awkwardness of doing new things in a relationship such as kissing or holding hands, they tend to be just a bit standoffish but they love you dearly.

you may ask to give them a hug and they just sheepishly turn their head away, trying to seem indifferent as they agree. but when they actually hug you, they can’t get enough, pulling you closer to them and snuggling in your warmth. even if they are a bit nervous, they still love you so much. they just aren’t the best at showing it 🫶

[watmalik]

What if a grumpy, veterinarian Logan has to do a checkup on one of his favourite patients, Mary Puppins, and finally gets to meet her papa for the first time, yours truly, Wade Wilson??!

Like... imagine everyone but Wade, has taken Mary Puppins to her regular vet visits or just to the vet in general (he's a merc ofc the schedule gets tighter out of nowhere and he can't possibly move stuff around, money doesn't buy his very expensive squishmallows collection ) but now Wade has to be the responsible owner he is and do it himself (not Peter, not Vanessa, hell not even Blind Al). Fvck whatever job he has landed this week, dogpool's health is more important, goddamn it!

Of course once there, he's greeted by the receptionist…the very colourful and ever so charming Ellie (NTW), and then Logan's adorable assistant, Yukio, who recognises Mary instantly, tells Wade to follow her to the exam room so they can wait for the doctor there.

And well, once Wade sees this Dr. Howlett, who takes his sweet time in appearing by the way…rude... Wade swears he'll unalive everyone and then himself for not having the curtesy of telling him how Hugh "Big T*ts"Jackman hot his dog's vet is.