#this is MY ravens trio

[thesunshinecourts]

THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE I LOVE THEA AND JEAN SO BAD

1) thea staring kevin down and his aggrieved sigh i love him

2) “good morning paris”

3) “for the hundredth time, marseille”

4) “kev says” waaaaaa

i just. clenches fist. this is such a short passage but there’s so much history here. lived-in, loved-in. these are people who Know each other and Like each other and are here to Listen to each other even when they no longer recognise everything about each other, no longer see the same thing when they look at each other directly. this is so much up my alley

[that-vampire-loser]

Pro aaron neil friendship forever

[redactedcrowart]

she strogan my beef til i off. af refs may be listed as my cause of death

[billdenbrough]

i’m not personally interested in any romantic combination of the kevin-thea-jean situation (but i do think thea makes the most sense in terms of canon endings with kevin) but i am so completely fascinated by the three of them as like. this is someone who lived through a hivemind with me. this is someone who understands what this life was. here is someone who knows ravens, knows the nest, knows the person i once was and will never fully shake. here is someone who was forged in that fire with me, even if beat with a different hammer, made into a different shape, held onto a different thing to get through. and now, here is someone i can’t look at directly, not always. or maybe i can, but i don’t recognise them completely anymore.

like. there is something so completely captivating about them as a trio of people making life after the ravens, after riko, after all their entirely different experiences of the same place, but the same core truths recognised by all of them. kevin was not at risk from riko (until he was), but he could see it in both of them. thea was not inner circle, but she understood the threat of riko and the master. jean did not have the same ability to walk out—to live long enough to graduate, to have someone to run to—but he knew them (individually and together), no matter the difference in all their circumstances.

they all made it. you know? thea clawed herself to the top in a team that made it twice as hard for her to be anything, and she made herself the best. kevin walked out in the wake of losing everything, and he’s the ultimate comeback kid of exy, the son who reclaimed his title no matter all the things done to destroy that dream. jean was told he was a thing before he was a person, and the one friend he had for free, no strings, walked into that nightmare and pulled him out. thea shows up when kevin says he’s never been skiing. jean can’t look at kevin, but he goes to the trojans in the end. and that’s the best gift kevin can give him: the team he loves, captain he admires, sunshine and ocean air and a thousand miles away from the court that tried to make jean into broken bones and blood in the shape of a backliner.

they made it! they made it. and i just. i don’t know. i just think it’s so fascinating to think about, all three of them, all the things they’ve seen and more that they haven’t, truths shared and truths hidden, and how at the end of it all, they might not be the same people they were back in the nest, but they’re never going to scrub those people from their skin. and maybe thea doesn’t want to, and maybe jean doesn’t know how to, and maybe kevin slips back into that person when he’s on the court and frustrated beyond belief. whatever. that’s part of the appeal. i want to look at all their sharp teeth, bared over each other’s necks and grazing it but not closed over it, and point at those sharp teeth. let me look. let me look

[my4ththerapist]

Me when the found family is heavily queer platonic and basically/borderline a polycule

[rhan-hastur]

Older drawings that needed touch ups. Mostly colours and pixellated edges, the kintsugi cat needed it the most since the golden part was barely visible... ended up changing all the others in the process. All available as stickers, shop's updated with the new versions now! :)

[swampstew]

I am going to pass out --

Whoever the artist is, I want you to know that I would personally kiss the back of your hand and give you a secret family recipe for the best lucuma cheesecake you'll ever have in your life. Thank you so much for this drawing of Rowena! You have amazing talent and I am humbled you chose to draw my witchy girl♡

Tulip anon is this you?? Look at the skrunkly boy, did he just roll out of bed? Hii bby!!

♡KID YOU'RE SO SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!!!

I'm sobbing at lil papa!!!! Cora is the best papa!!!!

Captain, you sharing that sandwich or????

You secret artists are the fucking best. My heart is full of love and joy!!!!!

have you sent me a drawing? 👉🏽👈🏽

[emeritusterzo]

tommy doing the raven thing oh shut up

[lowcallyfruity]

SHITTING SOBBING

IM NOT EVEN JOKING MY EYES STARTED TEARING UP PLAYING THE HALLOWEEN TWISTTUNE

ITS SO FUCKING CUTE AND ADORABLE

THE LITTLE INTERACTIONS AS THEY WALK PAST THE STAGE

FLOYD SLIDING TO RIDDLE?!?! CATER TAKING A PIC WITH RIDDLE?!?! IDIA AND ORTHO WALKING PAST- IDIA OBVIOUSLY NERVOUS AS FUCK (just like me frfr) RUGGIE AND THE NOISE HE MADE?!?!!? KALIM SCARING SILVER

And ofc Lilia, Malleus and grim in the back 💕💕💕

THEYRE ALL SO CUTE 💔💔💔

[101flavoursofweird]

wip wednesday! 

Thanks to @discogirlirl for the tag!

Rules:

in a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached) post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days.

We're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you've posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That's it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

wips 

Shelter (Seven fics for Emerald Trio Week)

H.A.L.R.AS. (Hershel and Luke rescue aid society - A fic that I really need to finish) 

The Gressenheller Fencing Society (Chapter 2)

Scraps’ Honour (Scraps was a scout before he joined the Black Ravens)

Untitled oneshot wherein Gus Porter brings an unwanted human kid back to the Demon Realm

snippet from today was from the Unconditional Love prompt of Emerald Trio week

Hunter bolted from the classroom. 

Corridors flew past him in a blur— until he bumped into someone and they both went sprawling across the floor.

“What the— Hunter?” Amity reached for him, but Hunter was already on his feet, rushing away. 

He didn’t want to talk to Amity (who he knew for a fact liked him least of all their friends). He didn’t want to talk to anyone. 

Tagging: @samcybercat,@somethingwittyandweird, @mitsybubbles, @angelcloves, @asa-liz, @wordsofawanderingsoul, @leiathewarrior, @introvertedphantom

If anyone else wants to do this, please feel free!

[twelve-nights]

"severus snape was in love with lily evans" WRONG.

[mihrsuri]

Daemon AU for OT3!

(I borrowed Henry having a leopard from @eidetictelekinetic because it’s So Good)

“I don’t like him” Heulwen says, flicking her tail and bearing her teeth in a way that bodes ill for the Earl and his Eagle Owl.

“Neither do I. Neither does Anne and Astrophel for that matter.”

[arklayraven]

Oh my gosh there's so many cute cards coming out soon. ;;

[thenamelessdepths]

A very tiny, half finished deuce spade. Trying to explain to riddle why the plates weren’t stacked in alphabetical order like he asked for.

[unholyplumpprincess]

I keep getting overly excited abt all the balloons on the Apex maps theyre all so rOUND!!!!

[theglamorousferal]

Immortal Everlasting Trio who have been exploring the Infinite Realms for the last few centuries. The three of them are flying, braiding their paths as they make their way through the Realms.

“How do you think Ellie is doing in her current incarnation?” Nightshade asks of her partners,

“Hmm probably well, she was exploring the galaxy this time right? I could always check?” Pharaoh responds, a keyboard made of sandstone appears at his fingertips.

“She feels content.” Said Phantom, soothing the worries of the other two. The stars that are freckles on his face brighten with the comment.

They swirl around each other in lazy patterns, unknowing of the passage of time, when Phantom feels a tug at his core. The trio circle up, his partners noticing the shift in mood.

“I don’t recognize this one.” He mutters to himself, placing a hand on the center of his chest. “It’s none of the family, but it is a bit familiar.” He furrowed his brow, trying to trace the sensation to its source. He closed his eyes and felt the pull of magic. “It doesn’t feel malicious, there’s desperation and curiosity for sure, but I feel no ill intent.” He thought for a moment. “I’m going to follow it. I want to know why this feels familiar”

Nightshade formed a purple bloom and tucked it behind one of his ears and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. “Be safe.”

Pharaoh gently took his hand and kissed it, bestowing a glass bangle to his wrist. “Don’t make stupid decisions,” he smirked, “without us.”

Phantom laughed and in a flash of bright white light he was gone.

* * *

With a flash of light so bright it temporarily blinded, Phantom appeared in a summoning circle. The room he now occupied was large, a massive sofa made up a good portion of the room and there was a kitchen off to the side. Turning around, there was a large screen with even larger windows behind it. He turned back and now saw the people in the room.

One was green with a unitard on, one was sitting criss cross in front of some candles, a book and a small cauldron, one was floating and had a mass of bright pink hair, one was a cyborg of some kind and stood at the ready with a cannon for an arm and the last was shielding his eyes with a black cape.

“Who summons me?” Phantom asked in a far quieter tone than the teens apparently expected.

The one who appeared to have done the ritual stood and spoke first. “Mighty Phantom, we seek your assistance in dealing with a massive threat to our world. The demon Trigon looks to the Earth as his next conquest.” They took a breath and looked down. “He intends to use my power to do it, and I do not have the strength to stop him.”

Phantom settled his feet on the ground and placed a hand on their shoulder. “Peace young one. Why don’t we start with introductions? As you know, I am Phantom, he/him, now who has managed to summon me?”

“I am Raven, she/her, the rest here are my team the Teen Titans.” She turned to her team, they all seemed shocked. “I apologize for them, usually they take things in stride a lot easier. This is Beast Boy, he/him, Starfire she/her, Cyborg, he/him, and Robin, he/him.”

“Hmm, may I see the text you used to summon me?” He gestured to the book on the floor. “I was not aware of anything that could summon me in this realm. It is familiar to me though, I can’t place why.”

Raven raised the book into his hand. He leafed through it humming to himself before stopping on a photo of a note that looked familiar. He smiled to himself, remembering the time a century ago to him that himself and his partners helped a small civilization and they left a way for the leader to contact them if they needed help. He skimmed the next few paragraphs and then laughed and closed the book.

“I’ll help. In fact, my partners and I will help. It’s been a long while since we were in a mortal realm. I will return in a week’s time your time to discuss what we need to do. This will work to summon us if we forget or if your danger arrives early.” He magicked a paper with a seal on it and handed it to her. “I must discuss with my partners and will do research on this Trigon. Thank you for calling us, we’ve been aimless for too many decades. Have a good night.” He vanished in another flash of light.

* * *

Phantom appeared in a flash of light cackling as he tumbled across the chess board his partners were playing on, scattering the flowers and sandstone pieces across the green sky.

“Beloved you know not to do that,” Nightshade gathered the giggling king into her lap, Pharaoh moving to lean against her shoulder and push the hair from the eyes of Phantom, “but what has you laughing so?”

Phantom mimed wiping a tear from his eye. “Remember that civilization we helped out a century ago? Well apparently a few hundred years have passed in that world and the people we helped revered us as gods. A sorceress summoned us for help defeating a demon. They were so cute, little teenage heroes like we once were.” He sighed and settled into the arms of his lovers. “Have either of you heard of Trigon?”