#please excuse the dust

[frownyalfred]

Chapters: 14/? Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jason Todd & Martha Wayne Characters: Jason Todd, Martha Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Ghosts, Lazarus Pit Side Effects (DCU), Implied/Referenced Character Death, Crack Treated Seriously, Yiddish, BAMF Martha Wayne, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Grandmothers, did I make martha a jewish mom in this? yes and no one can stop me, Hurt/Comfort, jason sees ghosts and is like huh cool, Gotham City being fictional new york for my intents and purposes, Not Beta Read, Jewish Batfamily, Jewish Bruce Wayne, Aftermath of Violence, Family Feels, ghost martha facilitating batfamily reconciliation, my mom hates mayim bialik, so this is based on her, sorry mayim bialik, References to Drugs, Jason Todd is smart, BAMF Jason Todd, Case Fic, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Identity Porn Series: Part 2 of dead man's party Summary:

The “seeing ghosts” thing didn’t really bother him.

Jason could do without the constant mother-henning from one in particular, though.

[dealwithadeer]

Hazbin Hotel Live Q & A

Here is the link: Hazbin Hotel Live Q&A with Cast - YouTube

[nottheweirdest]

I'm supposed to be writing, but instead I'm thinking about how this is the perfect Valentine's Day image 🤣

[tranquil-slaughterhouse]

From this

[yandereshingeki]

Here it is!! My entire Eren collection😭 and also a small peak at my new but slowly growing JJK one lol

If anyone wants to know where I got certain things or to see things closer up or more in detail (like keychains or smth bc I know they aren't all visible, or even my other fandom collections bc I like showing off my little trinkets) then just lmk!! And I also would love to see other people's collections too... it can be more than just Eren, let me see any collection you have that you want to show off!!

[stergeon]

i also write exclusively with fountain pens (cursive anon)

anyways i liked your recent comic, i feel like edelgard's cuteness is amplified by her short statue. makes me want to pick her up like a cat lol (says someone who is also short)

Byleth: Like a cat, huh...

Edelgard: ... can I help you?

Byleth: Tada

Edelgard: UNHAND ME THIS INSTANT

anon, you really shouldn't give her any ideas. for edelgard's sake.

[silkythewriter]

Hi! I just stumbled upon your blog because of Death Note and that you were accepting requests for it! Can we get a gender neutral reader trying to convince L to put cat ears on? For science? Pretty please? :3 (They might need to bribe him with something sweet for him to do it)

✧Reader putting Cat ears on L!✧

Warnings!: Non!

Fandom!: Death Note!

Author note!: RAHHH TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST IT WAS SO FUN AND SILLY TO WRITE GENUINELY, PLEASE REQUEST WITH MORE IDEAS LIKE THIS!!💞💞💞＼(⁀▽⁀ )／

Summary!: Reader putting cat ears on L! ( ˘ω˘ )

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“Go kitty, go kitty

Go kitty, go, and just

Ride kitty, ride kitty

Ride kitty, roll!”

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At first questioned you motives behind it, were you trying to use this as black mail after?, Maybe embarrass him?

It’s just the natural detective in him coming out, but if he finds out it’s purely for fun he’d mello out! (See what I did there? ( =ω= ) )

Bribing him with sweet treats is a must!, brownies, pudding, or cake would do the trick! I feel like his personal favorite is strawberry short cake though so do with that as you will!

Honestly…at first he’d be against it, but just to please you and get back to his work he’ll plop them on and stare at you with his beady eyes for a second

He actually doesn’t mind it, the minute your smile starts beaming at him like sun rays he genuinely forgets about it even being on him, as he just takes in your features and naturally as he does, study it aswell very single small detail.

Sometimes puts it on himself to surprise you just to see your smile, only when alone and in private though which lets be honest with ourselves is most of the time.

As stand off-ish as he is, I feel like depending on how long you two have been together, he would enjoy physically affection, but a bit watered down. As he himself hasn’t had much love in his life let alone romantic affection so at some points in time it’s a bit overwhelming for him.

But trust me when I say this man LOVES when you softly rub your fingers through his scalp like an actual cat. A bit embarrassing on his end? Yea, but I mean… anything for you affection he supposed

He likes running his fingers along the fake cat ear material. The soft fur is very nice quality!, and maybe if they added a bell to the end of the ears he’ll probably fiddle with them while thinking.

He of course takes them off after awhile, much to your dismay, but he does keep them! As a Memory sake and also just to play around with it.

He does get flustered! Hard to tell sometimes but you can always see the small tint of pink on his cheek and the subtle way his body tenses up before becoming jelly in your grasp.

He definitely gets you a matching pair!, he’ll get yours either the color of your hair or alternatively your favorite color!, maybe some accessories to go with it too!

Maybe to go with the ears some oversized hoodies that color match it. Or some sweat pants lord knows this man is obsessed with sweat pants.

He does admittedly like seeing you in matching ears, he can’t put his finger on it but something About just makes his heart thump.

He naps like a cat (on the rare occasions he actually sleeps…if you can even call it that (¬_¬)) he does that thing if you two are sleeping in the same bed, where he just kinda puts his full weight on you and decides to just die for a few hours on you 😭

Put your hands on both sides of his face and pepper his faces with kisses, he might as-well be your own cat cause he’ll protest then question when you go to king without giving him any.

Likes your smell, you can feel the faint sniffing he does when he gently lays his head on your collar bone and has his joes against your neck.

Misa and light once walked in on it and immediately turned around, at least light, Misa tried speaking but light dragged her out. It was awkward for a while after…(ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

He does that thing cat do when you try touching them, like batting your hand away, yea, he does that but when you try taking the ears back 😭

Overall, he loves them… his static face makes it hard to tell but when you match and see the faint smile on his face you know his true feelings!, he loves you and your unique way of showing it (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

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IM SO SO SO SORRY FOR DYING (again…) I’m working on a way to post regularly without being burnt out so fast (╥_╥)… if you have any tips please do share!, anyway, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED! PLEASE REQUEST AGAIN! :3

[obsessedwithlute]

All That I'd Got ~ Lute x OC Fic *Chapter One*

@oneoftheeggs

"Heaven is just as fucked up as Hell is. Maybe even more so."

Adam took in a little girl and raised her to be his weapon. But something clearly went wrong when she fell in love with the Exorcist. So what to do besides banish her to hell? Clearly, he underestimated her, because she somehow manages to survive being Angel Dust's roommate.... And now she's out for revenge.

He was late. Why the hell was he late? Elorie had followed him for a week, memorized his schedule, enlisted a fucking hacker to gain access to his calendar.

And yet the one day her existence depended on his showing up, Angel Dust couldn’t be bothered to arrive at the bar. Such was her luck. The bartender stormed over to Elorie’s table and demanded to know why she hadn’t bought a drink.

Elorie decided not to mention she’d never consumed alcohol and ordered something random. She took a few sips of the drink while staring at the decrepit door. It tasted like shit.

Suddenly, the door slammed open and the very pink-clad spider demon she had been looking for stormed inside. Not one to wait around, Elorie made her way across the bar towards Angel Dust and clapped her hand on his shoulder.

The sinner spun around and stared at her. “What?” he demanded. “It’s my night off, so you can wait until tomorrow.”

“Not interested,” Elorie said. “Trust me, I picked your night off for a reason. We need to talk, free of distractions.”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” the pornstar asked.

“No,” Elorie told him. “I’m just someone who needs your help.”

“This is hell, toots,” Angel told her. “No one helps anyone here.”

“Believe me, I’m painfully aware,” Elorie said. “But still, I’m asking for your help. Because what do I have to lose?”

“How am I supposed to know?” Angel Dust asked, winking.

“I suppose this is the part where I tell you my whole backstory and repent for all my sins?” she asked, tilting her head to one side.

“What…”

Shit. This is hell. Remember that, you idiot.

“Okay, so because you obviously can’t take anything other than a straight statement, I will simply give you one. I want to live in your apartment. I will pay half the rent. I will not be leaving except for when I want to and when we’re out of food.”

“Straight?” Angel laughed. “Perish the thought.”

“Yes or no? I don’t have all day,” Elorie hissed.

“Elorie, we’re dead. Neither of us need food.” “First of all, I like food. Second of all, why do you care? Third of all, give me a fucking answer.”

Angel Dust slouched into a chair. “Why don’t you answer a question of my own first?” Elorie towered above him, glaring. “And that question would be…?”

“Why do you want to stay at my apartment?”

“Uh, I need a roof over my head. I’m virtually broke but somehow Lucifer still implements fucking rent fees. And you’re my ideal roommate.”

“How the hell am I your ‘ideal roommate’?” Angel demanded.

“You like pink, you won’t be around a lot and you’re only ninety-eight percent an asshole,” Elorie said primly.

“Most people would consider that to be a high asshole percentage,” the spider demon said, batting his eyelashes.

“Well, it’s your lucky day, because I don’t!” Elorie announced. She stared at him. “Think of the extra alcohol you can buy with that money that won’t have to go to rent…” She waved her hand in front of his face like a crystal.

Angel smirked. “Well, who am I to say no to alcohol? Ground rules are feed Fat Nuggets when he asks and no asking questions.”

“Who or what is a Fat Nug-”

Angel Dust waved his finger. “Uh-uh-uh. I said no questions.” Elorie rolled her eyes.

c. 100 years previously

Elorie stomped her foot on the arrow buried in the ground. She let out a sound somewhere between a sigh and a groan. She’d been trying for weeks to find a weapon she could actually fight with, but to no avail.

The arrow cracked in half and Elorie bent down to pick it up and throw it away. A few tears pricked her eyes, but she brushed them away quickly. “Crying won’t make you stop sucking,” she whispered to herself.

Elorie disposed of the arrow and stormed back to the training grounds, struggling to lift up a sword that was too heavy for her, but just maybe if she could wield it, it would show them just how strong she was!

Strong enough to be an Exterminator, to be worthy, to be noticed.

Elorie’s wings tensed as she dragged the blade over to a dummy target and swung as hard as she could at it.

She collapsed to the ground, out of breath.

“Wow,” someone said from above her. “Who the hell thought it was a good idea to have a little kid at the training area?”

Elorie looked up and wrinkled her nose when she saw who it was. “Lute,” she hissed. “You’re barely three years older than me. We’re both just little kids. But I need to practice so I can get better.”

“Mm-hm, and how’s that working out for you?” The angel rolled her eyes. “You can’t fight with that thing. I doubt that even I could.” “You’re not that good,” Elorie protested. “And besides, we both Adam would make me an Exorcist sooner than he would you.”

“I’m better than you. And I always will be. Just because you’re Adam’s sister doesn’t mean that you’re better than me. When has he ever played favorites with you?”

Elorie racked her brain for one time, coming up empty. “Well- well-” she sputtered- “If you’re so good, why don’t you teach me?!” Lute laughed. “Yeah, no. I’ve got better things to do with my time.” She paused, something strange flickering across her face. Then she sighed and searched in her pocket for something, removing a glittering, sharp javelin. She threw it in front of Elorie. “Here. Just… take it. Pretend you’re stabbing me or something.”

Then she raised her wings to the air and left.

[cameoutstruggling93]

On my FOB BS 💜

[liittlecrow]

Show us your feet

ok sorry but yall will NEVER. (!!!) be getting this one out of me alive . . over my cold dead decomposing corpse in stage 4 livor mortis maybe idk

[haunted-80s-arcade-game]

My version of human Angel Dust from my fanfiction On the Road Again!

[star-mum]

local girl wakes up not in a good mood, minor inconveniences and period pains make her absolutely insufferable. More at 7pm

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

EVERYONE SHUT YOUR UP

VANILLA ICE IS HERE

AND HE'S QUEER

MY HUSBAND RETURNED FROM THE GREAT WAR!!!!!!!!

[emperorsfortune]

Two of Them

[bunnymajo]

Do you have a Wario figure? If so, I want to see him and Surge fight

I actually don’t, aside from some amiibos I don’t really collect a lot of nintendo stuff

So Surge is just going to have to plot her attack on Wario from afar

I do have a more ferocious opponent for her though: a doctor

[merge-conflict]

the damn things overlap, ch 1

5 second summary: canon divergent events for my corpo!v, mostly consisting of her trying not to think about her biggest upcoming deadline. (goro x nonbinary!V)

Excerpt from Ch 1: syn, syn-ack, ack

<Hey– > He shrugged, trying too hard to be nonchalant. <I’m on your side here, V. Trying to keep your sorry ass alive. How many times do I have to tell you?>

<At least a hundred more,> she snapped, knowing she was being petty and unable to resist. <Words are cheap.>

<Jesus, V. I said I was sorry.>

<Sorry doesn't pay the fucking bills.> V clenched her jaw, hearing the echo of those words in someone else’s voice. <When it comes down to it Johnny, you won’t be sorry. Fifty years ago you would have vaporized me with the rest of them. Don’t get fucking sentimental.>

<Right.> His tone turned sharp to match hers. <You still think you’re one of them, huh? I got news for you– you’re not. That’s a good thing.>

<Yeah, it's been a real step up in the world.>

<I'm serious, V.> He crossed his arms, leaning back against the container again. <You got out with your soul intact.>

<Yeah, alright,> she said, worried he was going to launch into one of his rants while her head was still soft and bruised like an overripe fruit. <For a little while longer, anyway>