#beta thread

[cupcakesmuses]

@wcnderiing sent from Corinne....

“My magic is useless against them. I’ve tried.“

"Okay, well... then... we'll try something else." Perrin nodded determinedly. He wasn't good at planning. He left that up to people far more intelligent than him and Corinne seemed like one of those kinds of people. She'd gone to magic college and all that, she'd said. Perrin's magic... was dangerous. And useless now anyway.

They had to figure out a way to save those people...

"Is there some kind of spell to... get rid of their magic? I mean if they're using magic to stop your magic? Does that make sense?"

[flamingpudding]

All right you got my creative juices running with part five of Klarion is Dan yes the first series I ever came to you with

To find him Klarion isn't the only one living in the DC dimension in like the word of protective mother Danny is he sent one of clarion's older siblings to go with him Larsal/Lassie

She was one of the clone children that was created long before Danny knew that was trying to clone him she was one of the first failures

She doesn't really have a physical form as much she is more of like a big pit of water that has like a spiritual like form like Dr Fate

She hates Vlad so much that the entire League of assassins who's also hit him even though they don't know who he is but know that Danny got from Clockwork was about her and visiting

Klarion knows about the quote as the same thing last knows about him being a villain they keep each other secrets cuz they know they make Mom disappointed

When they do have somewhat of a physical form it's a cowgirl with a horse made entirely of Lazarus Pits

Along with that Vlad making surprise visit after feeling someone's littering his name more than usual it's like a call about anytime he knows his children or Daniel is talking about him

Also Batman's freaking out after I think that one of Danny's kids is such a little hater that they made a cult just despite their father which makes the Justice League think Vlad really that bad

This is just the funny idea and I know it's not a good prompt I'm still trying to think of more sorry

Oh I love this! Thanks you!

This is going to be fun in a way I hope! Enjoy~

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Danny barely avoided getting questioned further about his relation to Vlad when he noticed the green post-it note and made a grab for it. "Oh would you look at that! Pop is sending us a message!"

Okay maybe he said that louder than necessary but he needed to change the topic. He didn't need more people on to torment the fruitloop. His own kids were already giving the man enough grief as it was. He didn't need distant cousins or an entire hero society of another dimension coming after the fruitloop too. Not that he would mind that much but some mercy towards the redeemed man would probably be appropriated.

Either way Danny focused his attention on the note only half heartedly listening as Klarion continued his family tree explanation to his little hero friends. He blinked at the note several times before laughing happily. "Would you look at that! Lassie is going to come by! Your Granpa Clock is giving us a heads up, so I can prepare a fresh batch of ectoplasm for her to stay healthy!"

Whatever Klarion was explaining right now was abandoned as he sat up straight. "Lassie is coming too?"

"Well of course she is." Danny hummed happily, thankful for the chance of seeing both his kids that liked to life in the same dimension.

"Lassie?" Red Robin piped up questioning. Oh looks like this is one of Klarions siblings they hadn't gotten to yet regarding explanations.

"Yes my fourth oldest but unofficial second oldest." Danny nodded with a proud mother smile on his face. "She lives in this dimension too to keep an eye on Klarion so he would stay safe and dosen't over do it."

Klarion on the other hand groaned. "I don't need Lassie to baby sit me!"

"Klarion, sweety you were new to the whole living alone in another dimension thing. You spent the longest in FarFrozen and the Ghost Zone with me because of your destabilisation." Danny reprimanded him softly and the teen heroes snickered behind Klarions back to which the witch boy turned to glare at them with a greenish blush across his cheeks.

"So what does that sister of yours look like?" Impulse asked to change the topic and because he took a bit of pity on Klarion for the way his Mom was apparently embarrassing the witch boy. His question resulted in Klarion flipping though the photo album before stopping at an image of Klarion next to a pit of green something. Impulse arched an eyebrow and was about to comment when he got pushed roughly to the side by Red Robin.

"THAT'S A LAZARUS PIT!"

The way Batman's chair clattered to the ground as the man stood up looked every bit like he was going to rush over to the teens spoke for the shock that Red Robin shout had caused. The Ghost King and Klarion on the other hand looked rather calm as they barely reacted to the shout and Danny even motioned to Batman to sit back down again, as the chair that fell rightened itself again.

"Calm down. Lassie is a good child. She wouldn't hurt a fly." Danny told them smiling, not realising that both Batman and Red Robin were giving him increadulous looks behind their mask.

"A.... good child?" Batman repeated his slowly his voice even more tinged with his usual gruff gravel in a way that both Superman and Wonder Woman side eyed him worried while Flash snacked on a pack of melon flavoured ships he snacked from a table.

"She doesn't have a physical body, that is why she is relying on the pits of natural ectoplasm your dimension has. There was a little problem with her physical form and we just couldn't restore it and she refuses to get a unoccupied clone body like Klarion has." Danny explained further not minding the stares he or Klarion were getting.

"Pits of natural ectoplasm?" Batman reiterated, his tone clearly questioning, to which Danny only blinked a couple of times surprised. "I thought your dimension knew what they were? Sure the way you guys use them is strange and Lassie did sound a bit concerned when she told me about it but I didn't think you guys weren't aware what they were."

"No that is not...." Red Robin started but then but himself of as he turned around hurriedly in a defensive position as he noticed someone coming in through the window. He wasn't the only one. All the heroes reacted as one at the new presence, however what they didn't expect was a member of the League of Assassins blinking up at them stunned after climbing in through the window lifting their hands palm up in a gesture of peace.

"Woah hey there calm down! Klarion what the fuck? Why are there so many heroes in your Apartment?" The LoA member spoke up and all eyes turned to Klarion who instead only deadpanned. "I told you Mom was visiting to meet my 'friends'"

"Lassie, what did I tell you about possessing bodies?" The Ghost King piped up in a disapproving tone and they heard the distinctive tone of someone knocking their head against the table, probably Constantine.

"Sorry Mom but there are not Pits of ectoplasm near baby brother I could use to form a body." The LoA member, apparently possessed by Klarion's elder sister replied sheepishly. To say Red Robin was weirded out was an understatement. Usually if he encountered LoA members they were aggressive and most likely there to take him or one of his siblings out.

"That's an League of Assasin member...." He muttered under his breath to which said member laughed. "This guy was the closest to me to use for the moment. Don't worry I will release him later and he won't even remember a thing. I got my little sheep's well trained."

"Little sheep's?" Wonder Girl repeated a hand on her hip as she stared sceptically, to which Klarion face palmed and muttered a low "Sis shut up...."

"No Lassie, don't shut up." Danny intone from the kitchen table he was still sitting at with the other adults, his head was now resting on his hand as he stared at his two kids who visibly flinched.

The LoA member, possessed by Klarions sister, scratched the back of is head nervously as they faced the Ghost King. "Ah Mom, uhm hehe you know funny story..."

The heroes were pretty sure that the room had gotten several degrees colder and they weren't sure if that was because of the mood of a parent about to interrogate their child or because of the Ghost Kings power. (At a later time Constantine swore it were the Ghost Kings powers.) There was a awkward moment of silence the heroes weren't sure if they should be present for that or not especially when Danny stood up and walked over to the teens.

On reflex Wonder Girl, Superboy, Impulse and Red Robin made room for Danny to walk past them as they watched on torn between curiosity and pity, because clearly Klarion and his sister Lassie must have done something they weren't supposed to do. And honestly they were more curious what they did, after all the Ghost King hadn't been that faced when it got revealed that Klarion was more of a Villain than a Hero to them.

"Lassie, what did you do?" The teen heroes couldn't see Danny's face but from the tone they had a feeling that Danny was arching an eyebrow at his children.

Lassie laughed awkwardly once more. "So... you know how grandma Pandora kind of thought us about how our own emotion can influence those around us exposed to our ectoplasm over a long period of time?"

"Lassie..."

"I might have raised something akin to a cult on accident and passed on my personal grudge and hate towards the fruitloop along to them and they might now have the subconscious drill of attack on sight if Vlad ever makes an appearance in this dimension...." The LoA member slowly spoke up which had several of the adult heroes blinking in disbelief.

Batman especially was in shock of hearing about this since had the most interaction with this 'cult' as apparently one of the Ghost Kings children liked to call the League of Assassins. The bat suit wearing hero was about to interject and ask more but stopped when the Ghost King let out a suffering sigh like the most tired parent in existence. "And you didn't think about telling me this sooner because?"

"We don't like to disappoint you Mom." The two children of the Ghost King replied simultaneously like one united front. Danny in response gave his kids a light chuckle. But before Danny could go on any further Red Robin decided it was probably a good time to interject and remind the Ghost King of their presence.

"I got a question if you don't mind..." He lifted his hand like he was in school as he pulled the attention towards him. His curiosity won over his caution of the situation. "Klarion if the Lazarus Pits are actually 'ectoplasm' as you mentioned before, and are largely influenced by your sisters emotion. What happens to guy that bath regularly in them or someone that got thrown in there and game back out rage filled?"

"Red Robin!" Batman call out reprimanding instantly knowing where Red Robins line of question was going.

The possessed LoA member on the other hand blinked at them before scratching their head sheepishly. "I think I know who your talking about. I am still sorry about that second guy. When he got dunked into my ectoplasm, I kinda just came back from a visit home and had a bad fight with Vlad and was especially rage filled towards him."

"So does that mean...?" Red Robin inquired further ignoring Batman's silent glare towards him for even bringing these questions up and just as Lassie was about to answer Danny interjected.

"Lassie, go fix your cult." Another green note at materialised out of nowhere and had fluttered in the air before him and caused the Ghost King to face palm the moment he read it's context.

"Mom?" Both Klarion and Lassie asked with a shared worried glance.

"Vlad has come into the dimension for some reasons and is currently getting chased down by your cult."

There was a stunned silence after which Klarion and Lassie, in the body of the LoA member, broke out laughing hysterically which only caused Danny to lightly glare at his children. Meanwhile the teen heroes weren't sure if they should feel sorry for the old man called Vlad but considering all the red flags they had picked up from what Klarion told them, they felt a little like the man deserved that.

The adults on the other hand felt slightly torn, well mostly Batman. It was clear that this Vlad was a bigger threat than both Klarion and the Ghost King were making him out to be, considering the entire existence of the Lazarus Pits hated that man. But on the other hand as heroes they probably should feel obligated to help the man especially if, according to the Ghost Kings words, he was currently gotten chased in their dimension by the League of Assassins.

Danny on the other hand never felt more like a tired mother than he did right now. Sure he knew about his unofficial second oldest hatred towards Vlad but this certainly was a new level of hate. Especially since she apparently 'accidentally' (he doesn't by that at all) raised an entire cult that subconsciously hated him too.

[iggyshippingcorner]

ok party people… what are our thoughts on stobotnik a/b/o? I’m so curious since I’ve seen a ton of different angles on ao3 so far, just wanna scour the audience and see if there are any common threads :3

sound off in the tags or replies or even shoot me an ask/dm, in the name of science!

[littlemarse]

«Mate»

[aaron04jpg]

F1twt in shambles over f1 omegaverse and the gpda George Russell is a victim in both

[exsanguinatc]

closed for @hiddcnhorizcns continued from here to get out of legacy jail

It made her feel even more pathetic, really- the way that she froze when he pulled her in. She didn't understand why he did it. Some part of her had been hoping he would turn her away and she could be vicious to him again. Vicious was easy. Nobody ever touched her though. She didn't allow it. Her obsession with being strong, being unbreakable, put a barrier up between her and the rest of the world. Forget the fire that coursed through her body keeping people away, the salamander may as well have had a minefield around her at all times. She didn't want anyone to see her, didn't want them to know that there was something soft and warm at the heart of the raging inferno of her. Her father had never made her feel different. He'd taken her in as a child and made her as much of a part of the pack as any of them, but she always had to prove herself. She could never melt, even if Trevor's sudden embrace tempted her to do so now.

She'd been trying to find a place to let herself do that, someone she could let her guard down with. God, she was desperate to just find someone she could unclench her fists and breathe with. That was the only reason she'd done any of this stupid dating bullshit in the first place. Now she felt...diminished. Like her only path forward was to harden herself more. It was a heartbreaking realization, and she wished she'd had it alone instead of wrapped up in Trevor's arms on his doorstep. At the end of the day though, she didn't really want to be alone. She was tired of being alone.

But still, habit eventually forced her hand between the two of them, pushing against his chest to free herself from his arms. McKaylee clenched her jaw as a tear rolled down her cheek. She was furious that one of them finally fell. Another followed, and she was frantically wiping at her cheeks before she looked at him again. "Can I come in? I can't- don't make me do this out here."

[black-occamy-arts-and-crafts]

My darling friend commissioned this SatoSugu beta fishies embroidery some month ago and after we came up with the pattern and she happened to purchase a bag she liked - here it is!

Mind, this is her fandom, but I was happy to indulge and I really love the final effect 🥰 here are some closeups:

Black: Suguru Geto

White: Satoru Gojo

[thedeafprophet]

i do think there's something so fascinating to me about video games as medium in the current day and age, but especially in story based video games with betas and updates that modifies the story's and characters.

I just think its interesting, where the creator can just rewrite, edit, and alter what had already been experienced by the fans. that what you saw of a storyline in canon or learned of a character, or how you even played through the opening of a game or played a storyline, can just be completely redone so your experience is fundamentally different then a later players. and what does that mean for your fundmanetal mental image and concepts of the characters and the story?

and sure, there's sequals and prequals, remakes and the like of other media that i think can be comparable. but to me there's also something about how with some games you just... can't always return to the version of it that you played before.

[lavenderprose]

The thing about Stede and Izzy is that they have lesbian sex. I don't care what their genders are. Stede and Izzy spontaneously create lesbian sex when they bang. Welcome to my brand new and improved miasma theory.

[edwardos]

[junsei-draws-rotasu]

It's been a while! Currently in kinda summer vacation right now, so I managed to visit back my drafts for this AU.

I'm very surprised to see my drafts to see I'm halfway down on the first episode. Anyway, does anyone want to beta? Preferably someone who has no bias against ROTMNT and 2012.

[cupcakesmuses]

@wcnderiing asked from Corinne....

“Mmm. The chicken is good. It’s a nice broth… What do you know about necromancy?”

"Oh thank you it was a recipe--" Timon turned to look at the woman over the campfire, not having expected that sentence to follow up the compliment on his cooking.

"And here you seemed like such the innocent type. What do you know about necromancy?"

It wasn't a judgemental question, but curious if not a little amused. What was she curious about? He knew healing, he knew it was bad news to get into raising, not reviving, the dead. Speaking to the dead was different, if needed he could, but... he didn't exactly like it. It was... creepy.

[seolinah]

MUSE: hui liyang | 32 | conartist OPEN: anyone (30+) PLOT: this plot

"What do you got there--oh. I can explain."

[dhampiravidi]

[The Zoyalai Wedding] continued from here:

She's tempted to compare Aleksander to Prince Vasily. The tsarevitch is dead, has been for a while, but he'd still serve as a great example for how she sees the former general. In other words, he's acting like a petulant child. Soldiers that stubborn die on the battlefield.

While he's in the bathroom, Jayn tries her best to calm down. She can feel the erratic shifts in the temperature, cold to hot and back again as she sits in the chair. So she gets up, pacing and running through the day's schedule in her mind: ceremony, grand ball, outdoor activities, fireworks. Yes, she's definitely taking Aleksander back early (probably after the ball) because she can't stand him.

"Finally," she mutters, ignoring his snippy remark. She opens her door and leads the way to the chapel. The decorations are beautiful, at least. They've put a colorful carpet down on the bath that leads right into the building, which itself is beautiful. The newest Fabrikator invention, the balloon, has glossy copies all around the room; they look strange, but nice.

Then someone notices Aleksander walking in (maybe she should've put him in otkazat'sya clothing after all) and the ceremony, which has already started by allowing couples down the aisle, stops. The musicians stop playing, causing all the guests to look around in confusion. When they see Aleksander, their fearful whispers create a low hum that echoes through the nave. Jayn sighs and turns, taking him to what's practically the corner of the place. Her jaw clenches and she starts thinking too much:

"Didn't that girl desert to go to Kerch?"

"She's a Fjerdan! Kill her at once!"

"She was his right-hand, you know. She probably killed some of the royal family herself."

It makes her feel sick. With a subtle bit of Small Science, though, she keeps herself calm and presentable. By the time she figures her body out, the ceremony has thankfully continued. Jayn lets out a quiet sigh of relief--no thanks to you, she thinks to Aleksander.

@starlsssankt

[ladiesandwitches]

@maggicktouched​

The case didn’t sound like anything new, certainly not anything worthy of the X-Files on page, but Mulder seemed to think he had already briefed her on all the unseen details which apparently made it more than clear that something strange was at work. Scully wasn’t convinced anymore than she usually was, especially when he began talking about covens and animals and any other number of ridiculous things. Surely with the years of learning about Beck’s history, of helping her grow, he knew now that half of those things he found in books and ancient texts were, unsurprisingly, blatantly untrue. 

Nevertheless she followed him out of the office and was surprised to find him leading her to one of the interrogation rooms. 

“We’re interviewing the suspect ourselves?”

“A special treat,” he replied in jest. “She has already been interviewed, but it was what our suspect was saying that made me think she may be our guy. Well, girl.”

“Our girl for what?”

“For everything, Scully! This whole case; all the answers, the thing that takes all this strangeness and ties it together.”

“Sounds like an impressive girl,” she replied drily, rolling her eyes a little, as Mulder opened the door and she stepped inside. 

And saw Beck at the table. 

“Oh, very funny,” Scully said with a sigh, shaking her head as she looked between the two of them. “You’re both a little old for practical jokes, don't you think? Especially you,” she added, throwing Mulder a look to deliberately annoy him. 

“What are you talking about?” His frown was so deep it was lining crevices on his forehead.

“When did you and Beck decide to do this? Unless...” She turned, looking at Beck sharply. “Did they really arrest you? Mulder,” she hissed, turning back to her partner again, “you know that isn’t funny if they have. It puts her at risk."

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@elegancemultimuse continued from here. [x]

"Oh, I'm well aware." Mason teased lightly with a grin, he couldn't help himself whenever she was around. She had the power and he would bend to her will at anytime actually. Making his way into their bedroom, discarding some of his clothes as well. Once they were in the bedroom, he turned to kiss her softly.