#gonna go ahead and tag this

[khunspikesficrecs]

Title: sift through the ashes

Author: wretchedamaranth (@wretchedamaranth)

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Gen

Summary:

Someday, Pete would disappear. In death or on the run—out of Korn’s hands, out of his. But, for now, he was here. He leaned forward, gun at the ready. His jeans and t-shirt were far more suited to the job. Porsche had been stitched up in an outfit mimicking Kinn’s style—they shared the same tailor. Porsche took another drag. His limbs loosened from their vice-clench; a languid fog clouding his mind. Pete’s lips twitched—a frown, maybe. Porsche offered his cigarette. “Want some?” “I’m meant to be quitting,” Pete said. Which—of course. Vegas. But it wasn’t a no. Or—Porsche and Pete, caught in the space of one breath and the next.

[kaleiart]

the angel Neon

[kjack89]

The Last of Us AU with Joel!Valjean and Ellie!Cosette…

[wingbuffet]

The 'Smoldering Corpse', a bar in the planar city of Sigil from D&D's upcoming 'Sigil and the Outlands' book (and originally from Planescape Torment)

Never have I painted so many NPCs in such a big scene, with so many little stories going on :D

[thischachamaru]

Taking asks today 🙈☺️

[goldenphoenix116]

I'm obsessed with the difference between how Lockwood and George react to Lucy (inofficially) rejoining Lockwood and Co in The Creeping Shadow. Lockwood is so desperate to get her back that he forgives her for leaving immediately, whereas George is so furious and heartbroken that he shows her the cold shoulder for nearly the entire book. They both refuse to address the problem in their own way: Lockwood by pretending it doesn't exist, and George by holding a grudge and refusing communication with Lucy on an emotional level. It's such an interesting look into how they deal with conflict and their personal feelings on Lucy leaving.

[girlcalledwhatsername]

I don't really feel comfortable with the term 'Safe, Sane, and Consensual' to be quite honest – or indeed with any term that seeks to define what 'sane' is. There are similar issues with people trying to be the judge of what "safe" and "healthy" look like. And unfortunately I see people increasingly use this term to define kinks they personally like, while relegating anything they don't approve of as "crazy" and "unsafe" and therefore morally corrupt – even though some of the most common and tamest kinks have a major element of risk in them. I far prefer to use the term 'Risk-aware Consensual Kink'. Because when people start seeing some kinks as fully "safe" and "sane" it allows for a framework where you never actually look into and seriously genuinely consider the risks involved in your more socially acceptable kinks, at the same time being able to abhor consensual activities between adults as being too 'insane' to be acceptable if you don't like them.

I'm suspicious of any model where we use ideas of health – be it physical in the sense of ""safe"" kink (which btw funny how many people don't see choking and spanking as unsafe because it's commonplace) or in the mental sense of ""sane"" kink (which means God knows what for people who aren't considered 'sane' by neurotypical standards) – to allow or disallow consensual and autonomous activities, or indeed to grant ideological legitimacy to them.

[chickenoptyrx]

Sketchbook redraw :] love havin my tablet back

[artbychromo]

Silly D Brothers idea I had… i love being in denial 😂

[mamawasatesttube]

its just like. such a shame in a way you know?? bc in the comics tim and kon genuinely have such a fun relationship. they are best friends!! they bicker but they love each other!! they have a deep bond of trust from pretty early on even WHILE they're bickering!! they learn how to communicate with each other and they have a clear arc of growing closer and leaning into each other. and yeah, we all know tim goes off the deep end when kon dies (yippee!!) but thats like... just the tip of the iceberg. kon goes to him when he feels uncertain about his powers! kon likes it when tim's "the man with the plan"! kon knows how to read him so incredibly well just from his costume! kon has a red mercy nightmare about tim dying in front of him while hating him! kon calls him his best friend SO early on, even before he knows his name!! they hang out, they make each other laugh!

...and yet in fanon they just get relegated to boomer style "i hate my wife" jokes wherein tim is always annoyed with kon for some reason, flanderized into homophobic stereotypes (why is tim always "the girl" whose virginity must be defended by her owners i mean brothers/father, in this gay relationship? let's ponder), or treated as just some default background pair who never get any characterization. particularly kon. (kon baby im SO sorry the people who brag about how they don't read comics do all of that to you.)

like... dude... this is tragic... theres SO much good here and NONE of it shows up in the tags save for once in a blue moon...

[melissa-titanium]

redid that one cat bump thing & also im trying to learn how to color. OK goodbye no one will see me for the next 5 hours im gonna play monster hunter 👍

ALSO some sketches. OKAY GOODBT

ALSO. HOLLY JAY AND LION ?

[cabriolet-and-curricle]

Relationship Status: It’s Complicated (C3E27)

[morethanghosts]

The hands 👐✨

[desceros]

so. we are all familiar with villain rise leo x reader by now. but do u have any headcanons or just ideas about villain rise donnie x reader ? 🤔

so. this, uh. this got out of hand quickly

villain!donnie au where splinter didn't scoop up all of the turtles when he fled, and donnie got left behind in the exploding lab. god i love pretty boys with trauma

as the lab explodes around him, little baby donnie barely finds a safe place to hide so he survives. he gets crushed under some rubble, and he and his shell becomes scratched and bruised. after everything settles down, he crawls out and manages to escape to the streets of the hidden city. not properly tended, his wounds heal improperly and scar, leaving him always just a little bit in pain.

despite the odds, donnie survives. he's resourceful and brilliant, and with his naturally aggressive nature, he manages. after a painful lesson where he's nearly killed by a small local gang, he learns that hiding his soft shell is important, so he begins picking through the trash and putting things together. he's good at it, he realizes quickly. able to see things that connect together and make something bigger than their parts. he begins to scrap together all kinds of contraptions; a cover for his shell, a tool to help him break into people's houses for their blankets when it gets cold, something that plays soft music and keeps him company when he feels a little hollow in the back alleyway like he's supposed to have someone with him and doesn't.

as he grows up, he learns. he has a cold exterior that never betrays his inner thoughts, because those are just as vulnerable as his soft shell. he has no friends, no family, nobody but himself. he's so, so quick to attack, cruel and unforgiving, defensive and hardened from his youth. if he hurts you first, you can't hurt him, after all.

he starts making money selling his tech to sketchy people, until finally he manages to land an actual apartment. he goes one on the sketchier side of town so he can twist the landlord's arm (read: blackmail) into letting him do whatever he wants. running water, heating, a bed; these are all things he quickly becomes picky about, now that he has them. he craves comfort, so he remodels the entire place from the inside until it's unrecognizable. then, wanting more, making enough money because he's so fucking good at hacking and tech, he gets the apartment next to his, too. puts a door between them. refurbishes the other one into a full-blown lab where he can push, create, experiment.

he's got himself convinced that he prefers it this way, that the hum of his tech around him is all he needs. he finishes something and looks at it, almost like he's waiting for... for something. (...for someone to tell him he's amazing.) but he brushes it off, puts it to the side, then moves onto the next thing. this is all he needs. this is all he needs.

one day, he wants more. there's one more apartment on his side of the floor, so he goes to the landlord. unfortunately, there's someone inside, and they're, uh. not to be messed with. no matter how much donnie twists and grills. infuriated, he goes home to take matters into his own hands—only to learn that the person in the apartment next to his is you.

you are the underpaid, overworked, exhausted, single, addicted to this black swill that you call coffee but you're pretty sure is some kind of yokai magic juice personal assistant to one baron draxum. the motherfucker's been trying to get you to move into his lab for a few years now, but if you have to spend one more minute in his presence, you'll scream. also, you warned him that if he even thinks about mutating you, you'll quit, and since you're the best goddamned assistant he's ever had, quadrupling his tracking numbers since you started, you're also one hundred percent human. ('when you are the last human, then i shall mutate you, as i will no longer have need of your services then.' 'try it. i'll gnaw your fucking arm off and password lock the coffee machine.' '...bah.')

you meet donnie when a package is delivered, mistakenly, to your apartment with his name on it. (it's a passive aggressive gesture where he had it specifically sent to your apartment, so you could come talk to him and he would, uh, kindly inform you that you'll be moving.) unfortunately for him, you're used to dealing with mad scientist egomaniacs whose respect is nigh impossible to earn, so when he tries to threaten you, you laugh in his face, drop the box off at his feet, and go to work.

.......donnie stares at the spot where you were for a good, like, five minutes after you leave.

over the next few months, over and over this little green fucker next door makes your life miserable. he does weird experiments at weird hours—until he learns that actually, you work weird hours, so then he does them at normal hours which keeps you from getting any sleep. he blares loud, obnoxious music. he leaves snide messages on the corkboard by the stairs, even though you both know that you're the only two people who live here so there's only one person who could be doing it. he fucking mutates your favorite pothos plant where it was sitting, innocent, beautiful, on your balcony, so now it sings to you exclusively in nickelback lyrics when you go to water it. (...your one consulation there is that, at least, you aren't the only one who suffers.)

donnie, meanwhile, is perplexed. enraged. how the fuck are you so resilient?! he has done everything short of actually shooting you in the face, which he would have done were it not for your tie to baron fucking draxum, and yet you're still fucking here, preventing the expansion of his lab. it's infuriating. he can't stand the sight of you. just looking at your face and the way you smile and laugh at his machinations makes his chest feel tight. his fingers curl into fists when he looks at you bending over in those stupid pencil skirts of yours to grab your mail when he leaves the door open and it all falls to the floor. he wants to wrap his fingers around your pretty little neck and pin you to the nearest surface and squeeze until—until—

...oh. oh.

the day you get a beautiful bouquet of flesh-eating mutant yokai lilies on your front doorstep, no note attached because really there's only one person who has the resources to do this, the bottom of your stomach drops as you realize, perhaps too late, that you have attracted the gaze of something truly, truly terrible.

[crimsonrainseekingflower]

luo binghe: i got shizun to swallow my blood twice 😏

zhuzhi-lang: master shen swallowed my blood twice as well

luo binghe: okay but he let me come inside him

zhuzhi-lang: oh. well he also came inside me...

shen qingqiu (smacking zzl on the head with his fan): DON'T SAY IT LIKE THAT! YOU SWALLOWED ME WHOLE

[yunogf]

drop! the! beat!