#that is mean spirited of them yes

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 65

“Oh what the fuck-” It was supposed to be a quiet night- no breakouts in Arkham and for once the asylum is actually full of most of their rogues. And the others were already taking care of Scarecrow and Penguin was- as far as he knew- doing legal things at the lounge at the time. So somebody tell him why there’s this giant… thing that could give Grundy a run for his money in should be dead a thousand times over was pulling itself out of a sewer tunnel. Like seriously, he can see the blood and infection and whatever else dripping from honestly filthy bandages all on its arms that look a hint too long the more he looks through the binoculars, and it’s glowing this sickly green that reminds him way too much like the Pits. That isn’t even getting started on the mouth- the only part visible of their face due to the wild mane of what might be white hair but was hard to tell under the amount of blood- that stretched far too wide. He even swore he could see fangs! Not to mention the cloak that he wants to say is a knockoff of B’s, but honestly he can swear he sees it moving, twisting like lashing tails of shadow, or like Ivy’s vines. Its hands are long and gnarled, tipped in claws that dig into the concrete as it pushes itself to a frankly horrifying height. And oh fuck, not only did it have some sort of giant sword, but there was a small child sitting on its shoulder without any sign of realizing the danger they were in-

Danny is having fun, his ghost-mom Amity is out on a date with another city spirit, Mr Bludhaven- so he gets to hang out with grandma? grandpa? (honestly who has time for gender when there’s curses to beat back!) Gotham! It would perhaps be better if he wasn’t unknowingly making said city spirit visible to those who aren’t death-touched or liminal… Oh well! 

[lavenoon]

Kindled Spirits AU

Soulmate AU revamped with a Y/N <3

Basics: Soulmate bonds are 1) not necessarily romantic, 2) not a given and not always between just 2 people, 3) not necessarily reciprocal (rare, but happens) Basically soulmates are bonded via dreams - meeting within dreams, or dreaming of each other’s memories, anything in dreams is fair game Plays a year after the pizzaplex fire and given that I had the idea a good while ago none of the dlc is included in the premise, also bc this is based on an old self insert fic Y/N is extremely audhd because that I refuse to take out

Y/N has spent most of their life assuming they don’t have a soulmate, which is a relief because they’re plagued by nightmares/ stress dreams a lot. They got used to those, and when some other hazy dreams crop up later in life they don’t think much of it.

Then one night they dream of burning. An indoor playground, they stand in the middle of it, filled with hopelessness and self hatred they cant explain (the irony of Sun burning to death). They don’t feel alone though, and though they can’t see anyone else, they know someone else is there. It's both a comfort as well as agonizing, and the care for that other person is evident, despite the whole emotional cocktail. They go through the entire dream incapable of changing anything, and then wake up still feeling hot but also cold and clammy, phantom flames still licking at their skin. All while they cope with the idea that maybe they did have a soulmate, and that is now past tense.

For an entire year they go around thinking they witnessed their soulmate(s?) burning to death via dream, not telling anyone about it but carrying that guilt.

They move, and find a new job - the Pizzaplex is hiring! No one wants to be a security guard anymore after all that weird shit a year ago, so even though Y/N lacks the qualifications, they get hired. Rotating shifts, day (morning/ afternoon) and night. The first time they walk past the daycare, it flashes into flame - but no, that’s just coincidence. It’s the first indoor playground they’ve seen since then, it’s hazy dream memories worsened by guilt, it’s not the same.

Y/N befriends the daycare attendant, and the naptime attendant - they talk to Sun sometimes through the slide, and Moon usually bothers them on their security rounds. They do meet Sun first, after trying to be helpful throwing down some stray ballpit balls down the slide, and a curious Sun crawls up just to get a ball to the face. Y/N feels very bad about that, and given their lack of scripts for how to interact with animatronics, they just fall back on the scripts they already have. Sun doesn't seem to mind, so it's all good! Then one night they shout a belated "Good night!" down the slide, after the lights in the daycare have turned off, and barely avoid falling when suddenly Moon stands behind them, asking them just what they're doing. He makes his dislike of their flashlight promptly known, and then they have a menace of a shadow for their rounds.

That goes on for a couple weeks, until Sun asks them inside of the daycare to address a few concerns they could please relay to management?

And then the perspective is just undeniable. Y/N gets caught in the flashback, seeing it all burn again, and Sun startles them out of it. They don’t tell him. They can’t. But they realize that he’s been forced to work in a direct replica of the place where he burned to (temporary) death.

After that they keep trying to broach the topic of soulmates in general, but Sun and Moon are very much convinced that as animatronics they are not people, and they can’t dream anyway, so how would they have a soulmate? So silly!

Dreams and personhood are very connected in this AU - with dreams linking souls society just assumes that anyone without dreams is not a person. (Is this a societal issue for other humans who don't dream? Sure! People are people and will exclude others for any reason!)

Meanwhile Y/N starts having more dreams - they assume because now they live closer, actually met their soulmates, there’s less of a barrier to only have the super traumatic stuff make it into their dreams. In fact, they are kind of relieved that their usual nightmares are exchanged for extremely mundane “watching kids play in the daycare” or watching themself being bothered by Moon from his POV.

It’s a struggle trying to convince their soulmates that they are in fact people, while wondering if the bond is reciprocated because how would they tell? Sun and Moon can’t dream, there’s no confirmation that Y/N is their soulmate too! Lots of fear of rejection that’s holding them back here

But also some shenanigans at this time, like Y/N knowing that Moon follows them on their routes, and calling him out on it when he tries to stay hidden. He asks how they knew, and they bluntly reply “it came to me in a dream”. Moon laughs, then asks for the truth that they don’t know how to give after he rejects it so easily. They end up deflecting and he goes back to being a menace.

Also Y/N being somewhat anxious once they realize that Sun uses "friend" for many people (whenever they do see him interact with adults, which isn't often) and awkwardly ask for confirmation because oh no what if he's just being polite and they read too much into it? They almost regret it when he proves that Moon isn't the only menace and makes sure they know he considers them their friend after! Moon continues being a cat in his affections, so when Y/N asks him the same he ends up positively surprised, somewhat guilty (due to the secrets he keeps, and the danger he still believes he poses), but mostly ramps up the friendly annoying to the max

And then Y/N ends up impulsively telling Moon. He wants them to be joking - asks them to, even, to take it all back. When they refuse he reacts more in anger and accuses them of deluding themself, suggesting they need medical attention. They get angry then, too, because is he really telling them to go to a doctor after they confess something like this? It ends badly, with Y/N fleeing the scene and then avoiding both Moon and Sun for a good while.

Until Sun requests their presence about a “security issue” in the closed daycare, and Y/N goes even knowing he’ll want to talk. He’s concerned more than angry, but disbelieving all the same. Y/N’s patience is running thin when Sun, desperately, asks them just what they were dreaming about to be so convinced - what made them think they're linked to an animatronic like that? - so they tell him about the fire. They also tell him that they were telling the truth that one time with Moon. Sun (and Moon) get their own flashback, and Y/N ends up frantic, apologizing for bringing it up like that, while the boys are just terrified that

1) Y/N had to see that, experience it via dream

and 2) just what else could they have seen?

Moon in particular is terrified - he approaches them a bit later, asking about other dreams they might’ve had. Even says “they would have been nightmares”. He assumes that Y/N must have witnessed the virus induced murders and has no idea how to assure them that he’s not that, after he reacted in so much anger at their initial confession. His concern doesn’t really lessen, and more shifts upon being told that “I wouldn’t know, all my dreams are nightmares anyway”.

Mostly themed around growing closer after that, and working around “we don’t need to dream of you to know we like you, and we do!” as well as uncovering the past trauma Sun and Moon have gone through (and are going through, still trapped in the same building in a replica of where they burned).

Also Sun and Moon struggling to accept their personhood because if they’re people, then they are traumatized and were (and are being) mistreated for a long time, and that’s also hard to come to terms with. Some thoughts towards animatronic emancipation though I never got that far in the fic, so mostly comfort and slice of life as they work around the little bump in the road of their soulmate bond. Y/N opening up about their own dreams, and why it's so difficult to say they had any nightmares based on Sun and Moon's experience before the literal death experience not just breaking the ice but rather melting it at record speed

Would remain platonic/ ambiguous because it was very important to me that soulmates aren't necessarily romantic, and they all have bigger fish to fry than whether or not they'd like to go on dates - given that that's hardly an option while Sun and Moon cannot leave the Plex. The reassurance and relationship beyond the bond actually is the most important part, with Y/N admitting to both Sun and Moon and also themself that they enjoy having them as soulmates, of course! But they'd be friends with or without those dreams, given that Y/N initially approached them both before they even realized. Which is also a relief, because Sun and Moon do feel bad over not being able to confirm that it's reciprocated - they feel like it is, they want it to be (and isn't that the most important part?)! But they don't know. And that's okay - because they found each other, dreams or not, and they won't lose that <3

This is as much as I have right now, and as much as it'll stay for the time being! Enjoy <3

[hand-of-devotion]

There is a genre of CR ships that can be categorized as “I exclusively enjoy it in the context of it being unrequited/one-sided or a fleeting experience that doesn’t stick”

[beesechurgerzz]

glass half full, glass half empty

[kraang5]

Might finish this tomorrow, idk

We ate the best cooked vegetables today , my grandma makes the best roasted and cooked veggies (I only eat it when she makes it so I wouldn’t know if there were better tasting ones but oh well ;-;)

And since the food was so great, I wanted to draw my sona in a kitchen making food!

[tricks-n-illusions]

The Aftermath - "Thank You" from the Distortions

[This post is the results from "The Aftermath" Poll]

"This is a surprise, You want her to live? I see... You've grown fond of her. Over the many years, I have as well." "I must thank you… for choosing to save my friend. I really do love her alot, maybe as much as I love the real one... Perhaps even more sometimes…"

"…She reminds me so much of her too. I guess [ . . . ] wasn't happy about that, her being alive... that is why she must have granted that I assume. They usually only last a few years. Compared to the others she's been alive far too long, she's starting to think independently. They don't normally do that." "I believe it scared her, having a piece of her do that. To just deviate and become a being of its own, wouldn't you be scared too? I may need to have a discussion with [ . . . ], being isolated in the distortions for so long can make you scared of the new, but that is for another day." "Here... I will fix the connection. But I cannot do this every time."

She spoke softly as she approached the spirit. "54."

The wisps from the parting kiss quickly dissipated till nothing but a mere memory was left. The distortion stared kindly down at the spirit, "54, It's me. I hope that gave you some life to use, I know it wasn't much, but you're fading." "Won't you wake up, please?" Calamity began to stir, the energy the distortion gave wasn't much but it allowed her to just barely open her eyes. Though it was mumbled and broken she seemed to attempt to speak its name.

Particles began to appear as they touched. The distortion sighed sadly, her paw never leaving the spirit. "I know, Mortal pain is truly a burden. But you must feel it to know you're really alive... to know you exist. This is a feeling you will gain as you begin to diverge and become your own. It is something you must grow to accept." The distortion began to softly hum, she seemed to notice 54's pain. "Love, you'll be okay. I promise, just listen to my voice, alright? Do you remember how I'd always sing to you? I remember how much you loved this song." She smiled, "It always made you happy." Though her voice was haunting it only brought the feeling of warmth and comfort as she began to sing.

Her song faded just as the sigil glowed brightly, it almost instantly began to dissolve, crumbling into nothing. Only darkness was left in its place... and the distortions existence from this plane departed just as it entered.

"There... it is done. She should make a recovery now. I apologise, I can only do so much from the distortions... you'll have to take over from here. Your energy should heal her but it may take a while... But, until then."

"Please take care of her... And maybe keep that fox away from her, he irritates me. Even if he's something she cares about, that creature is unpredictable at best. There's no fixing that thing… even [ CALAMITY ] knows that, and she's his god."

[Calamity has been reconnected and is now recovering, she will be injured until further notice.]

→ Calamity's profile and name has been updated. Calamity's and Spirit Calamity's profiles will now be separate. → The Distortion has been added to characters. Though her profile will likely stay baren for a long time.

[bcbdrums]

Me, scrolling my tumblr drafts for something: stein, stein, stein, spirit, spirit, stein, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, maka, stein, stein, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, trash post, stein, stein, spirit, stein, maka, stein&spirit, stein&spirit, stein&spirit

Me, frustrated: man, where is that one thing!!!!

[some-greatreward]

i will ALWAYS fight for you carl ✊✊✊

[sleepinglionhearts]

gettin back into genshin, now with more artwork

[void-botanist]

Thade Adventures: Parkour

OCs: Thade Orech-Pabat, Caladea Ores-Pabat, and Pirianus Orech-Pabat

Words: 500

Content warnings: heights, getting kinda made fun of in front of your crush

Taglist: @vacantgodling

“Do you think it’s possible to parkour all the way down to the ground floor from here?” Thade said, leaning against the railing at the edge of the open space that cut all the way down to said ground floor.

“Maybe,” Caladea said, barely looking up from her phone.

He grinned.  “You think I should try?”

She looked up for real.  “No, you can’t parkour.”

“I can totally parkour,” he said, pushing himself up on his arms so that his hips rested against the top of the railing.  He brought one sandaled foot up between his hands—he wasn’t going to go further than crouching on the rail, because he couldn’t parkour, but his foot slipped out from under him and his arms betrayed him and he found himself bent double over the railing, clinging to the slats, his feet barely skimming the carpet.  The fourth floor suddenly looked very high up.  

“Okay, I take it back,” he said.  “Can you help me?”  If he’d been with anyone but Caladea, they probably would have left him there to think about his actions for a while, but she came over right away to haul him back up by his pants waistband.  Which would have worked if he hadn’t chosen this moment to be wearing sweatpants.  Instead of helping, she just pulled down his pants, and he suspected also his boxer briefs.

“Oh no, I’m sorry,” she said like it was an accident, but she was also giggling.  

“Callie, you better not be filming this.”

“I’m not.”  Giggle giggle.  She must be, because she certainly wasn’t helping him.  He kicked his legs a little bit and felt a cold rush of fear as he shifted forward on the rail.  Well, this was fine.  He could just work his way back up the slats with his hands, and he would eventually slide back onto the floor.  It wouldn’t be easy, but it would be faster.  He’d hardly started when he felt familiar rough-edged hands on his hips and he was ungraciously pulled back upright.  As his blood stopped pooling in his head, he beheld Pirianus standing there, frowning as always.  That is, until Caladea showed him something on her phone, and he cracked a tiny blue-edged smile.

“Thanks,” Thade said with zero gratitude, pulling up his stupid sweatpants.  Before he could escape these two chucklefucks, though, Caladea turned her phone on him, and he was met with a photo of himself stranded over the rail, his panicked face looking through the slats, and his hairy asscrack surrounded by ironic hearts and sparkles.  Across the top was the word PARKOUR flanked with party poppers and flames.

“Great, thank you,” he said with a fake smile.  It should have been funny.  He should have been laughing—he could take a joke at his expense any day of the week—but instead he felt his cheeks burning.  “I’ll get that put on my calling cards.”  

He didn’t look at her or Pirianus as he walked away.

[fefairys]

homestuck made this world is interesting for the historical context of what was going on in the SA threads at the time but good lord it would be SO much better if it had a tumblrina perspective… someone who was an enthusiastic fandom goer from the start, as opposed to just two guys who used to think fandom is cringe (and cameron STILL seems to believe fandom is cringe but is trying to be polite about it)

like the tumblr perspective on homestuck is, imo, very important to contextualizing large parts of homestuck as a whole, and they simply don’t have that, and it gets really frustrating as someone who was here for it.

[sammybii]

What’s up with me and queer men who started a cult? They just run my brain wtf

[scintillatingshortgirl19]

am fascinated by Jamie's face journey when he decides to complain to Trent Crimm about Ted throwing a party in the locker room after losing their first match

babygirl was CONFLICTED

[rohirric-hunter]

"Do I know how scared your children were" NOT SCARED ENOUGH, APPARENTLY

[joelletwo]

Chi Nan looked at You Yu and waited for an answer.

You Yu restarted the car and drove on the road in an orderly manner, the corners of his lips raised indistinctly. “If they call this emotion ‘like’ then it is so.”

“So you like me?” Chi Nan turned to look at him for a moment.

You Yu seriously thought about it for a moment before smiling. “I like you.”

Gwah. I have more fun w them and the. Growth of their relationship than with anyone ever i think. Sorry i never do justice to fun dynamics w phone lbs kcjdj the only posts i have patience to make are when im screaming too much to keep reading

[idiosyncraticrednebula]

Just because a woman has the ability to give birth, it doesn't automatically mean that she is gonna be a good mother, and the way I've seen a LOT of mothers act and what they say """""jOkiNgLy""""" online proves that point.