#not my best work but

[somberdespair]

[honeystarcamper]

Amane Momose Graphics . . . req by anon !! ︵︵☆ + still and alt versions under cut

f2u! credit greatly appreciated but not needed :D

[funnyshapedpuddles]

i love how i saw this on Pinterest and immediately went "Remus"

and so

heheheheh

[gennydreams]

“So, why are we opening all the doors in the zone again?”

“Oh, come on, Sam. It’s for our map!” Danny said. “You never know which doors would be helpful in case something happens.”

“Or if Danny gets in trouble again and we need to know which doors to avoid under all costs.” Tucker added as they slowly followed behind Danny. “I do not want to have to eat another buffet’s worth of blood blossoms again!”

Sam sighed from inside the specter speeder. “I mean why go into the doors at all at this point? They all lead to some kind of disaster situation. Or worse, Klemper.”

The trio all shuddered at the reminder. There had been way too many instances of opening a door and it somehow leading back to Klemper’s lair.

“I don’t know, some of the doors are interesting. And besides this is way more interesting than studying for another one of Lancer’s tests.” 

“Woah! Look at this door!”

Danny had flown up in front of a beautifully carved door made of dark wood that had a large yellow cat’s eye taking up a third of the door.

“That one’s different. It’s not purple like the rest.” Tucker commented

“I’m gonna open it!”

Danny did so, revealing a psychedelic swirl that seemed to ripple along the doorframe. “Oooh, weird.” Danny said as he stuck his hand in and turned it intangible experimentally. It actually worked, which was a surprise given that most of his ghost powers didn’t work in the ghost zone.

“Maybe we should leave this door alone, guys? I feel like we might have learned our lesson about not going into mysterious portals just for the hell of it.”

“Sam’s right Danny, maybe we should leave this one alone.”

“Oh relax guys, it’s just this weird water stuff.”

“Still Danny, let’s just head back. Who knows when your parents are gonna notice we took the speeder again.” Sam worried.

“I’ll just take a quick look through it and be right back.” Danny turned intangible and dove into the water.

Twin shouts of his name cut off as his Fenton phone crackled with static while he sped through the water to come up shooting out of the water into this weird cavern place. There was this black gunky water below him and all these floating cubes surrounding him. If he listened closely he could hear these weird whispers echoing off the walls of this place. 

“Woah…”

Danny floated and spun in a slow circle looking at everything inside this lair.

“Hello?” His call echoed around him into the great expanse.

“Now this is something else. Wait till Sam and Tucker hear about this!”

Danny’s attention is then captured by one of the cubes lighting up and floating towards him.

“Hmm? What’s this?” Grabbing the cube he then felt something not unsimilar to getting sucked into the Fenton thermos before it cleared and he was looking at Sam and Tucker again. 

“What the!?”

“Danny?!” Sam and Tucker shouted, looking at the glass windshield of the specter speeder that Danny was now inhabiting.

“Woah, this is weird!”

“Danny, why would you do that! That was so irresponsible! And what are you doing?!”

“Chill out Sam, nothing bad happened and besides, this is pretty cool.”

“Dude, you cut out on us and disappeared without a trace. Not cool. And now you’re?!?!?! Inside the glass of the specter speeder?!?! Did one of your dad’s inventions malfunction or something?”

“Ah, Tuck, don't worry. It was just something in the lair. I’ll be back in a flash.”

“Do you even know how to get out of there?”

“I’ll figure it out. See ya!” Danny said before willing himself back to the weird place with all the cubes. “Man, this is a cool door. It’s definitely going on the map.”

“Curious. We don’t get people in these parts. You’re not even a demon!”

Danny whirled around at the new voice, throwing his fists up and powering an ecto-blast before taking in the stranger. It was a strange creature with a big visible skull with a weird bird tube coming out of one of his eye sockets, horns, sinewy wings, and a big bushy beard wearing a ratty robe and pajamas including a t-shirt that said “Bad Girl Coven” on it.

“Woah! What kind of ghost are you?”

“HA! Oh child, I am not a ghost. This place is a connection between the Demon Realm and the Human realm.”

“Woah! The Demon Realm? Is that like the Infinite Realms?” Danny asked floating closer and coming out of his fighting stance to sit criss-crossed in the air.

“Mmm. In a sense, I suppose it could be compared, yet the Demon Realm is more like earth while this place has a deeper connection to the Infinite Realms as it were.”

“Is this your lair then?”

“Oh, my child I do not have a lair. I just spend time here to watch over my son, King.” Another of the cubes shone and the creature took hold of it and tilted it towards Danny to show him a view from a window of another creature that looked similar to the one in the lair curled up on a couch with a stuffed rabbit and a human girl watching something on a high tech cell phone.

“That’s your son?”

“Yes. He’s grown into quite a sweet child. His adopted family is quite good to him, he ‘loafs’ them a lot. Ha! Bread pun!”

“HA! Is that the best you can ‘dough?’”

“Oh well done, young one! Perhaps you shall one day have to come back and share more bread puns with me.”

“Will do, Mister! Now, uh, how do I actually get out of here?”

“For you, I don’t think it will be too difficult. You should be able to fly back through the waters until you come out how you came in.”

“Thanks! We’ll see you again one day.”

Danny flew down through the water and out the door, closing it behind him before phasing into the specter speeder and heading home with his friends.

Written for @crossoverdanuary day 5: The Owl House

[memes-saved-me]

What are you doing here, Max?

AU where Max is lost in the void after "dying" and finds Billy

[mitchmrner]

[chumtoads-r-cool]

is this anything

[justice4ghigeon]

*Makes an AU makes an AU makes an AU makes an AU makes a*

[maplleaf]

Delinquent and Pretty Bo... simp?

(Pre-TWST) Deuce Spade x m!reader

< use of swearing, violence (delinquent stuff, but fight scenes...hard) > 

Deuce Spade isn’t a name that you would associate with kindness. He’s a delinquent, to put it to simple words. He’s rough with people, barely cares about rules, and an overall rude person to begin with.

From the opposite side, (y/n) (l/n). A model student; the student council president, ranked number one when rankings came out and has been compared at times with the descendant prince of Snow White. 

Deuce knows about him, who wouldn’t? Though he never had any beef with the guy. He never intervened with Deuce’s delinquent life, nor has he reported any of his friends. All that he’s done is make a good face for the school, creating different events that draws in attention, and money for the school.

Not a single person would think that their worlds would cross, the only possible being a rivalry between the model student and the delinquent. Even Deuce himself couldn’t think of any world where they could be friends, that is until that day came.

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As usual, Deuce got into another fight behind his school. The only difference is that he’s losing in this one. His whole gang is busted as well, the few remaining ones ran away. There were still about two people left, one of them walking towards the blonde delinquent with a sinister smile. 

Deuce could see his mouth moving, probably saying cheesy lines like “You’re done now,” or “This is over, you can’t run.” He’s just hoping that any kind of medical bills won’t be expensive for his mother. 

It was when his vision started to blur when he sees a baseball bat hitting the delinquent causing him to fall. One of the rival gang’s member came to help his friend but ends up getting kicked in the stomach before the figure punched him. 

The injured person didn’t fall yet, launching a strong punch to them only for the figure to dodge, grabbing his beck and smashing him to the nearby wall. Possibly causing a crack on the poor wall. 

Deuce’s eyesight is fucking horrible right now, but he could see the figure running up to him. He thought that they’ll do the same thing to him, causing broken bones or an even expensive hospital bill. Only for the figure to wrap his arm around their neck, helping him walk. 

He could hear them talk slightly, albeit the ringing in his ears blocking out most of the words. The person’s voice is coherent enough for him to recognize it. Deuce was focusing on their voice to the point where he didn’t realize they’ve arrived at the infirmary. 

The nurse isn’t here, as usual. Afterschool to avoid delinquents like him barging into her office, she already went home or is somewhere else in the school. 

The figure who carried him here quickly placed Deuce on one of the beds, scrambling away to look for medical supplies around. It’s here where the ringing in Deuce’s ear and his eyesight slowly went back normal, or at least normal enough for him to understand his surroundings.

Deuce slowly sat up, albeit a stinging pain on his stomach made it painful. From inside the room he sees his savior; (y/n) (l/n). The honor student seems fidgety nervous; much different than how he usually is when in front of the whole school. 

Right as he got up from the cabinets, holding multiple medical supplies, he noticed Deuce looking at him. “Don’t move much, it’ll be painful!” he scolded, rushing to the delinquent to sit beside him. 

“Give me your arm,” (y/n) requested. Deuce wanted to retort back, though with the state he’s in he’s not sure he’ll be able to fight back. So he reluctantly do as he’s told. (y/n) got to patching him up in an instant, for a guy who’s trying not to panic he’s doing a good job patching him up. 

When he’s done with his arm, (y/n) discarded the dirty cotton used to clean Deuce’s wounds. “Ah, your stomach is hurt right?” right when he’s about to patch the supposed wound on his stomach, he paused for a moment. 

“...do you need my help or can you do it yourself?” Deuce raised an eyebrow. He doesn’t care much for the student council president, but his actions seems different than how he is usually.

“I can do it m’self,” he huffed, “where are my friends?”

(y/n)’s memory suddenly returned to him. The rush of adrenaline gone as he briefly explained, “they’re probably caught by security by now.” He sighed, “as the council’s president, I should’ve stopped the fight before it began. But I was unfortunately late... again.”

“But you saved my ass,” Deuce spat out, leaning against the infirmary’s rough metal bedframe. “Owe ya one.”

“Yeah, right,” (y/n) trailed, his eyes accidentally drifting to the clock as he’s once again reminded of the time. “Do you need a lift home? With that wound, walking would hurt.”

Deuce brushed it off with a ‘tch’, standing up and walking towards the door, albeit with a limp, “I can handle m’self. Go do your work, president.”

The delinquent left (y/n) in the infirmary. He wanted to help Deuce walk, or even escort him to the entrance. Though he feels like doing something else would cause in better results. 

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After the strange first encounter, Deuce occasionally sees the council’s president. Usually in the infirmary, as he ends up helping the delinquent with his wounds. Again.

It was around this time when Deuce heard the phone call that made him rethink his entire decisions so far. His mother cried due to his delinquency. He made his mother cry.

The sentence made his poor heart shatter. Deuce didn’t care about what happens to him, whether it’ll be getting beaten up to a pulp or punching another guy for causing troubles with him. What he did care about is his mother, and when reality hits him he couldn’t bare the thought of disappointing his mother again.

So after a long while of thinking; he decides he would change. The Deuce that’s known as a delinquent would soon be known as the honor student! Though transforming from a feared delinquent to an honor student isn’t an easy task, so Deuce asked someone perfect to help him...

“Tutoring?” (y/n) questioned, not sure the words he's hearing is right.

Deuce nodded. This is a rare sight; the blonde hotheaded delinquent bowing down to the student council’s president. Deuce had requested (y/n) to tutor him ‘the honor student’s ways’ as he puts it. 

“Y’re the only one I know who I can rely on, so please help me!” Deuce practically begged. Looking up towards the boy with hopeful eyes.

(y/n) felt heat creeping from the back of his neck, opting to place his palms on it. “Yeah sure, we can start tomorrow after my meeting,” Deuce’s eyes beamed at the offer. Bowing down multiple times again to say his thanks before bolting out of the hallway.

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“Why’s the president late?”

Right as the student council member said that, the door to the meeting room is opened by said president. He didn’t speak. (y/n) simply sat on the couch, grabbed a pillow and dove his face into it.

“Simping, he was simping,” another member answered. The whole student council are used to this sight. Most of the students wouldn’t believe if they said that the school’s honor student and heartthrob frequently gets flustered by just one delinquent guy.

“he’ssocutewhenheboweddownandhiseyesaresobrightmyheartcan’ttakeit,ican’tpleaseican’t,” (y/n) spoke, but it felt like incoherent rapping or mumbling. 

The vice-president sat down beside the guy, though her face seems more judging than relating to him. “With how much you’ve done for him, just confess at this point, dumbass.”

(y/n) gave her a deadpan look, “what’s that suppose to mean?”

The whole student council sighed internally. “As if we don’t know! You cover up for him all the time!” one of the members pointed out. Making their president slightly offended, as if he doesn’t know what he’s doing.

“Shortened suspensions and detention, threatening rival gangs to not see him, distracting staff so he’ll escape trouble, announcing events right after he’s done something wrong, paying for most of his property damage,” the vice president listed, causing (y/n) to sink further into the couch in embarrassment. And for being exposed for using his power for personal gain...

“Do I need to list more?” she asks, a terrifying glare making him feel flustered. 

“No, I think that’s enough....”

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[oneirataxia-girl]

in conclusion

✨him✨

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

26 for jealous prompts, agatha/reader

Sky's stolen ask game

"Are you jealous?" Agatha sounds amused, and it makes you feel defensive.

"No I'm not!"

"Oh, you really are jealous!" And then she pauses. "Wait, why would you be jealous?"

And that hurts, the genuine confusion. Hadn't she noticed the way you've been embarrassingly pining after her for months?

"Because." You shrug, fighting off the stinging sensation that promises tears.

The older woman frowns, and she opens her mouth to say something when of course that's when Maria has to come back from the restroom.

"So, have we decided what we're going to watch?" She asks

You shake your head.

"Something came up and I-" Your voice cracks and you hate yourself for it. "I have to go."

You don't even really think about how odd it'll look for you to sprint out of the house and to your car.

You're just turning the key in the ignition when Agatha yanks the door open.

"What the fuck are you doing?" She demands. "You can't just run out like that."

"Watch me."

You curse your blurrying vision, and you curse the fact Agatha is blocking the car door from closing.

"Are you... Are you in love with me?"

"No!" You choke out, lying.

A soft hand touchs your knee.

"Look at me, please." Agatha quietly pleads.

You flick your gaze up, but see Maria with her arms folded over, frowning, upset.

"You shouldn't let me ruin your date night." You roughly say, pushing Agatha's hand off of you.

"Date night? With who? Maria? Darling, she's my best friend. Not my girlfriend."

The pet-name that normally causes your heart to skip a beat only hurts now.

"Don't lie to me, Harkness." You don't have the energy to be angry anymore. You just feel sad and numb. "You don't just kiss your best friend. Who does that?"

"People who used to be friends with benefits. People who view it as a platonic way of showing their love. There's many reasons." Agatha replies, sounding serious. "But if that's something that upsets you, we can talk about it. If you can stop reading too much into situations that don't exist." Now her tone sounds pointed.

You finally look up, and see earnest blue eyes staring at you.

You bite your lip.

"I'm sorry." You whisper. "You already know I'm insecure."

"And blind, apparently. The both of you have been in love with each other for ages now. It's been driving me crazy."

Maria cuts through, lightly rapping Agatha on the head as she passes by.

The other woman scowls.

"Anyways, I have no intention on staying here while the two of you openly make bedroom eyes at each other. Call me when you've solved your ridiculous sexual tension and we'll do the movie night some other time."

You're startled, and your mouth falls open.

"You love me?" You ask Agatha.

Immediately her expression softens.

"I thought it was obvious."

"It was not." You laugh wetly, allowing the tears you've been fighting to fall. "Not at all."

"Well I do." She declares, before bending down, cupping your face in between her hands. "Let me show you."

You lean in, and close your eyes.

Her lips are much softer than you've ever imagined.

In the background you can hear Maria's car pulling away, but you're too preoccupied with moaning into Agatha's mouth to pay it any mind.

It isn't hard.

She's a very good kisser.

[cinnvmongifs]

by clicking THE SOURCE LINK you’ll find 122 gif icons of minnie from (G) IDLE on various videos ( nxde era and above ). she’s thai, please cast him accordingly! all these gifs were made by me so please don’t claim them as your own, edit them or post them in another gif hunt.  a REBLOG would be much appreciated.

TW: eating.

[tabr1-s]

oumota week day 1 -

pre-game AU / post-game AU

tfw you somehow managed to befriend the "delinquent" of your school and now get to hang out with him (or watch him smoke at the back of the school building)

small bonus under cut:

[edwardpinestar]

Can you draw a close up sketch of the Felino family crest from the fanfic Puss in Boots and the City of Immortals?

It's a rough sketch of it, but here it is! The Felino Family Crest!

[incorrectpizza]

[contrastparadoxx]

✍🎵 whiskey lullaby

Whiskey Lullaby sure gave me a WEIRD ASS SONG

Marran had taken extra care to dress properly for tonight, he’s been slipped info of a performance of Ann’s and wanted to support his beau. But it was also very much somewhere he usually wouldn’t go by himself, so he pulled some stuff out of his wardrobe he liked wearing but didn’t want to get messy for tonight. A tight fitted tank, underneath a leather jacket. His nice black jeans, and the platformed boots as if he needed to be any taller than he already was. His eyeliner could cut it was so sharp, and the rest of his makeup matched

The gloves, and of course his choker along with everything else to finish it off, and he examined himself in the mirror. Yes, this would do, especially as he tied a few sweeping strands to his horns that glinted Fuchsia as he moved. He would fit in.

And so he went to the performance, staying in the back until it was over, and he could step forward, and shyly offer Ann a drink. “You uh, think I could steal you for the rest of the night?”

Ann could only make a strangled noise in reply, as he looked Mar up and down, and silently downed his drink. Marran couldn’t help but grin to himself a little bit, it would seem he got exactly the reaction he wanted to get.