#this will definitely be chaptered i'm pretty sure

[redflagshipwriter]

Hot Ghouls Chapter 10 1/2

Masterpost

At 8:00 pm, Danny scraped himself off the counter at his work-study position and gathered up his books. His replacement, Angelica, was already setting up by adjusting the height of the spinning chair in front of the best computer. She was a little older than him, a Junior maybe? She had been his training supervisor.

A patron came up while he was putting his notebooks in his bag. Angelica checked them out, soft beeps marking each book. He hung around a few moments until she finished and the student went out the door.

“Hey, Angie?” He asked. “I saw you're on closing Saturday. I'm on opening.” Danny fidgeted. “Would you be okay with a trade?” He was going to have to stay out late tonight, and there was no way he’d be able to catch up on missed sleep on Friday. He knew from experience that he’d be staggering all Saturday if he really had to be at the library by 8 am.

Angelica blinked and paused for a moment as she thought it over. “Tentatively, it's fine,” she decided. “I'll text you when I know for sure. I have to check with Birdie.”

Danny put his hands up. “Fair enough,” he said agreeably, “I owe you one either way for trying.”

“It's not a problem, I have to work the same hours either way.” Angelica opened up a browser and then started setting up whatever schoolwork she had to keep her occupied until midnight. “Have a good night, Danny. Take care out there. Stay away from banks.”

He promised that he would and then he slouched out onto the dim campus. It was pretty dead at the moment. People were mostly off campus, or in their dorms getting ready to go out for the night, Danny figured. He started the walk home on autopilot.

Danny hadn’t forgotten that he promised Jason he’d focus on their problem, and it didn’t matter that Jason had been kind of a creep about it. It was still high up his priority list.

But the more he thought about it, the more freaked out he was that Waters had managed to do it in the first place. It should have been impossible. There had to be a factor that they didn’t know about, but Danny wasn’t enough of an expert on piercing the veil between life and death to figure that out without tanking his grades. He hadn’t been able to get a hold of Vlad yet, either.

His tentative theories all seemed bonkers. Maybe Waters had gotten hold of some kind of magical focus, or gotten sponsored by someone with a lot of hocus pocus. Maybe Waters was a tool for someone else’s scheme, as opposed to just being a useless tool like usual. It was also possible that Jason was the weird factor. It seemed like a big coincidence, though, that Waters would stumble upon a sacrificial victim who actually was already eligible to reside in the Infinite Realms. Vlad had said it would be possible for a ghost on the living world side to get sent packing by Waters’ bullshit, but that possibility was outright silly. What ghost would A: be in the human world; and B: get caught by Jeremy friggin Waters or even sillier, C: want to get engaged to Danny?

It was a moot point. Jason gave Danny some weird feelings that he suspected might be like, puberty related, but he definitely wasn’t a ghost. Danny could tell that, at least. He was a flashy-dressing biker tough guy. He was probably a community theatre escapee, what with the cherry red helmet with weird face shape molding and his dramatic play to lounge around one of Danny’s regular study spots, but come on. He was just some dude. Kind of a dorky dude, even.

‘Massively hot, though,’ Danny had to acknowledge. He could never let Jazz know. Or Sam. Or Tucker. Or-

He shuddered at the thought of his parents meeting his accidental fiance.

Just, no. The only person he could probably trust around Jason was, idk… Wulf?

“I need better friends,” Danny muttered. He jogged down the final set of concrete stairs that led off campus and into the city itself.

It was debatable as to whether there was any point in going back to his apartment. The backpack on his shoulders wasn’t that heavy. If he went there, he’d basically dump his luggage and change and then have to go…

Danny made a face and fished out his phone. He optimistically changed directions before he could finish typing his request to crash at Jazz’s place for the night. On the one hand, she would know firsthand how little sleep he was going to get. On the other hand, this would shave hours off of his travel.

He was nearly to his sister’s apartment near the main Gotham U campus when she sent back a message.

:( I’m not home tonight, but my roommate is! If you can ghost in without her knowing, go for it! But she really can’t know, I can’t have guests when I’m not there to supervise.

Danny typed up a message with a little emoji robber accusing her of criminal actions before he remembered he shouldn’t bite the hand that let him crash.

You’re saving my entire afterlife, he sent instead.

[heeheesang]

ɾiȥȥɱαƚch | midnight cafe.

(pretty lengthy!! sorry for the long chapter)

"the purpose of intravenous therapy is to replace fluid and electrolyte balance..." i repeated in my head as i let out one big sigh and sat on the bench at the park.

it was pretty dark, the stars were lit almost perfectly in a shape of a heart. i felt alone with my phone in my hand, studying for tomorrow's test, the test i should've prepared for months ago.

why did i even pick nursing as a major? i picked it so ricky wouldn't be alone but look at how i'm struggling now. i could never be a nurse, at least not with the mindset i have.

i let out another sigh as i sat back on the chair and soon felt a presence next to me, "what's this young pretty lady doing out here at almost midnight?" i turned my head to see an old lady with glasses hanging from her neck.

"studying for a stupid test... if i don't pass this test, i won't be able to go for internship..." i replied as i sat up and asked, "what are you doing here at almost midnight?"

"i just love watching the stars and the scenary at night, not something you can see everyday when your bones are getting fragile!" the granny laughed as i laughed along with her.

"what test are you studying for?" she asked as i sighed, "healthcare... nursing, gosh i don't even know why i'm trying to become a nurse!"

"well baby, whatever it is, i'm sure you'll get to pass alright? i wish you the best on your future endeavours. who knows, you may just be nursing me one day haha!" before i could thank her, she walked away and i was left alone yet again.

well, before my phone dinged of course.

riki: pretty? are you at the park? i see someone that looks like you, i just didn't wanna approach because it might be a ghost...

yn: do i look like a ghost... gosh i'm a mess sorry riks

riki: i'm coming to you rn hold on

"hey pretty," i smiled at the boy who sat beside me, "why do you look so upset?"

"just stressed, riks. sorry.." i could feel my visoon blurring up as my eyes clouded slowly, i looked away and quickly wiped my eyes, pretending that my eyes were itchy.

"yn, don't be sorry.. what's wrong? c'mon tell me," riki said as he went infront of my face and saw tears running down.

"it's just a test... i just feel like i won't pass you know? and if i don't pass, i won't get to progress to internship..." he sighed and hugged me tightly, "princess, you'll do well okay? don't worry about it, you've been in the major for like what almost a year? you can definitely do it okay?"

"let's go get some ice cream to cheer you up okay?" i nodded with a huge smile as he hugs me once more.

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[meownotgood]

THAT'S 60,000 WORDS LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO!!

[frobby]

Babe are you okay? or did you start thinking about hidamari ga kikoeru and Kohei signing 'taichi, I love you' before taichi knew sign

[rikki-roses]

For reference, this is a Nexu:

Excerpt:

Once the yearling had finished its meal, it trotted back to Setra, chasing off the cub. To Setra’s complete surprise and amazement, it thoroughly sniffed her and her satchel before plopping down next to her legs. Slowly, agonizingly, she reached out a hand and touched its back. The Nexu meowed at her, scrambling up to sniff her hand. Tentatively, Setra reached out toward the yearling through the Force. It seemed to sense her, licking her hand and demanding a head scratch before settling back down next to her, resting its head on her knee.

Setra’s heart melted.

I’m going to do something stupid, aren’t I?

Qyzen had said that Setra would benefit from a hunting animal because of how petite (and new to hunting) she was (while her connection to the Force gave her a huge advantage when hunting, it didn’t solve everything). And she had been told that the Nexu packs on Tython were invasive and had once been domesticated – she wasn’t taking a random wild animal away from its native habitat.

Despite that, the Jedi Code was very clear on attachments – including to animals and objects. While she agreed with Qyzen’s assessment regarding her hunting skills, she would be very close to breaking her Codes if she brought the Nexu yearling back to the Temple; while it wasn’t unheard of for Jedi to take on animal companions, there was a whole process to it – she had to file an application for an animal companion, fill out a veritable mountain of paperwork, a pre-approved list of animals she could pick from, specific breeders and trainers that the Jedi Order worked with…

Setra closed her eyes and sighed deeply. While her heart wanted to throw caution to the wind and sneak the Nexu into the Temple, it would not be the responsible thing to do. She would get into all sorts of trouble if caught, as would Master Yuon, by extension. They might even put a stop to her training with Qyzen. Dismissing the idea from her mind and smoothing her emotions, Setra settled back in.

Setra sat in her observation spot for several hours until she started to doze off. The Nexu yearling had stayed at her side for a good while, trying to chew on her toes and chasing things that she threw before finally getting bored and wandering off. Setra stretched and stood up, dusting herself off. She then collected her belongings and started the walk back to the Temple.

Setra made it about fifty feet before she heard something behind her – soft footfalls and the crunching of leaves. However, when she turned around, she saw nothing.

Setra dismissed it as a figment of her imagination in her tired state and kept walking.

The same thing happened three more times by the time she got back to the Temple. She’d hear someone (or something) walking and plants rustling behind her but wouldn’t actually see anything. She tried to reach out through the Force, but all she felt was the flora and fauna that she had grown used to. The sounds stopped once she reached the steps leading up to the Temple.

She made it back to her quarters with no further incident and quickly changed into her pajamas (a oversized shirt with the logo of her favorite Huttball team, the FrogDogs, on it and purple plaid pajama pants) and put away her belongings. She opened the window before climbing into bed; while she welcomed the warmth of her room, she would welcome the air flow more.  She was asleep within seconds of her head hitting her pillow.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As had become her custom over the years, Setra was awake just before dawn. She had just started to wake up and stretch when she realized that there was another presence in her room. She wasn’t alone.

Setra shot up into a sitting position and looked around in a panic before her eyes settled on the opposite end of her bed. There, curled up in a ball and completely asleep, was the Nexu yearling. Setra realized that it must have been the Nexu that she had heard following her the night before; it must have jumped in through her window.

Shit.

[doctorweebmd]

dear lord its already nearly 9k and i still have most of the sex scene to write

[lloydfrontera]

so if lloyd has a time stop power... does he ever stop time, go to sleep, start time, then go to work? lol

ashdkjakd he doesn't but now i'm mourning the fact we didn't get to see lloyd abusing his accidentally acquired divine powers to not lose time doing silly things like eating and sleeping lmaoo

there's actually a really important plot relevant reason lloyd doesn't use his time stopping powers as often as he does with his other abilities but i'm not so sure how ok you're with spoilers nonnie as you're already reading the novel so i'll limit myself to say that if he could, he definitely would ajkshdka

it would definitely drive javier crazy too. like he's already dealing with the fact that sometimes his master can apparently vanish from a room without actually leaving it (which is actually how the ending spoiler looks like from an outside pov) and now he doesn't sleep or eat or do anything at all to keep himself alive??? what the fuck??? javier is so hard to keep lloyd alive and the idiot is making his job so hard :')

[grassbreads]

My professor Xi Ping fic is up!!

Summary:

A bored immortal immerses himself in research to kill time, and he gives a few lectures to students while he does.

Meanwhile, the history students at New He College gossip often about their guest professor. He's young-looking, too proud, and irreverent to a fault, but he seems to know a little bit of everything.

(An outsider pov fic based on the single line in the Antiquity extra where Xi Ping mentions giving lectures to students in New He).

[akagamiko]

#p sure Poppy has mentioned a 'second growth spurt'#and im gonna pretend that it's canon

listen i can go on about this (mostly regarding shanks). i’m wholly convinced OP characters go through a second puberty at some point in their late 30s (but only sometimes).

shanks’ height in chapter 1 (at full-grown man, 27 y/o) is NOT that tall. i’m pretty sure in sketches he was supposed to be like 5′10″ or some shit, bc i’ve seen him next to pre-ts luffy and he was barely taller. and then 10 years later he’s suddenly 6′6″ and significantly more muscular/broader.

i am also absolutely ignoring that oda chibi-fied s&b in the wano flashbacks because they’re supposed to be 13 but look 8.

[birlwrites]

watch me be hilariously wrong about the final chapter count of ttdl

[blacksurvivalnostalgichanges]

How about a post on what the characters would like to receive as gifts? I have a few thoughts on this myself but I only know the ISBS cast and not all of them equally either.

oh real bold of you to assume anyone knows the erbs characters

no actually i'm gonna rant about this. i've offhand mentioned that i've been toying with a writing project and i probably mentioned it's an isbs fanfic. but here's the thing. there were a bunch of moments where i wanted another character to appear and i just scrolled the characters page to see if any of them would fit well (i'm allergic to making ocs now sorry, made enough for a lifetime, i would rather have cathy be mentioned for free than make up a doctor)

and at one point, i decided to use two erbs characters in a certain part

i literally, literally thought to myself once,

"i have to make up so much stuff that i might as well have just made a character instead, huh"

i made a bunch of stuff up about a lot of characters, but like... at least when i tried to imagine what aya would do, i still felt pretty damn sure my idea was based on something tangible even when i wasn't 100% on whether it's what she'd do

if someone corrected me on something i thought a character would do in isbs they had some amount of proof within their journals. if anyone tried that with an erbs character it'd be either "source voices in my head" or "this one voiceline that can play when this character enters this area"

[fortune-maiden]

Thinking about Cold Steel and it’s many writing problems and one of the most baffling ones to me is how the ILF’s actions are just kinda swept aside after a certain point because their leader ‘is our classmate and we’re bringing him home’

The ILF literally tried to nuke Crossbell at one point.

They did a lot of other things, but I feel like that Class VII should find at least that one a little concerning

[soraavalon]

DM: You are told which direction to go, there are a couple knights who speak Common who can kind of point you in the right direction saying that the Order of the Night Quill have gone about a day ago and haven't returned yet and it shouldn't have taken them that long judging by the scouting.

Marigold: 'kay

DM: But you will heading into a nearby swamp and from there a cavern, I guess? They describe there's a large boulder that has been, that has fell off a side of a mountain and the troll is living in there.

Ethan: He's living in a boulder that fell off the side of a mountain?

DM: Yeah, [something] cracked. It's good real estate.

Marigold (OOC): It's free real estate.

DM: *laughs* It's free real estate.

Marigold (OOC): Because [something] good.

Ethan: Sometimes things that are worth money are worse.

DM: You guys are told it should take you a day to get here and then a day back, so... Rymer kind of looks a little hesitant to leave you guys but definitely doesn't want to come fight a troll, that sounds awful.

Ethan: He'll be fine.

DM: He's like 'Yeah, I would much rather go with the guy who's guaranteed to murder anything near him.'

Marigold (OOC): It's very hurtful that every time something bad happens Rymer's like, 'I'm out.'

DM: Rymer is a coward.

Hunt (OOC): He's a coward.

Marigold (OOC): It still hurts my feelings.

DM: That was his first and foremost character trait and it will remain his first and foremost character trait.

Marigold (OOC): That's fine, it just hurts.

Hunt (OOC): Just curious, is the Lord of the Hunt gonna leave before the party or are we gonna leave at the same time?

DM: About the same time, actually they'll leave a little ahead because Starlight Prince is ready to go.

Hunt: Alright, before they leave I want to cast Resistance on Rymer. "I know it's not going to last long, but...." giving the sentiment to help, protect him. (OOC): I don't know how to word it properly.

DM: He nods appreciatively and kind of reaches out and sets a hand on your shoulder and gives it a squeeze.

Rymer: Don't die out there.

Hunt: That'll be our one goal.

Rymer: I guess, don't let most of the others die. I mean, if the elf, well that happens. Accidents happen.

Nathaniel (OOC): Wow.

Hunt: I'll try to keep everyone from dying. Or getting lost.

Rymer: You should be fine, probably?

Hunt: Eh, fingers crossed.

Rymer: Just remember the rules I gave you, the handouts, just...

Hunt: Mm-hmm.

Rymer: Okay.

Hunt: You make sure to come back too.

Rymer: Oh I'm sure we'll be fine. I'm going to watch the Lord of the Hunt rip a frog in half, I think I'll be okay.

-laughter-

Rymer: I don't think I have to get involved in my travel at all.

Hunt: I don't think so either, but can never be too sure.

Rymer: Sure.

whomst: I'm going to watch a murder. What are you? What?

DM: 'I'll be fine. I'm a bystander.'

Hunt: Just keep your distance from the frog lest we have a repeat of last time.

Nathaniel (OOC): 'I'm here to cheer.'

DM: I know, right?

Mistletoe (OOC): Bystanding is what Rymer does best.

DM: It really is. Valid.

Nathaniel (OOC): Oh my god.

Mistletoe (OOC): The most he's not been a bystander was when we slammed the door on Marigold's dad's face.

Hunt (OOC) & DM: Yeah.

DM: He's thrown a couple of arrows... No, he didn't 'cause he didn't want to get in trouble with fighting the Summer Court, right.

Hunt (OOC): Yep. Well actually, wait he did attack the Summer Squire.

DM: Oh, he did.

Hunt (OOC): And that got him a Blight to the face.

DM: Yeah and then he went, 'Nope, aight, done. Understood.'

[anangelcalledinquisitor]

Hey! Psppspspsps:

✨You are so much very cool✨

💖💕🎶😳🎶💕💖

(still loopy on antihistamines, so apologies if this is incoherent)

You, mah dear, are soooooooo sweet!! I love seeing your art and writing and i am so glad to see you in my notifs when you pop up! I can't wait to see what you do next!

[usurpator]

Started reading Homunculus

[pokeberry5]

the classic body builder physique jiménez gives dick is SO funny to me because it makes him look so female love interest coded, complete with unreasonable hour glass figure and booty-out poses

like ok i'm gonna start with a comparison between how he draws dick vs how he draws selina

there's that same!! exaggerated curve at the waist

the rest under the cut bc this is gonna be long—i'm pulling mostly from batman (2016) #137-138 (i've been keeping up with gotham war lmao)

he gives them the same sort of broad shoulders that taper down into a tiny waist

FURTHER, this is technically where dick's pecs are in comparison to selina's curves:

HOWEVER something about the way jiménez draws dick's lats also creates a curve lower down his torso that mimics the shape of selina's tits:

this exaggerated tiny waist is even more striking in comparison to how he draws other male characters

like don't get me wrong, he definitely favors a broad shoulder to slimmer waist sort of build, but never to the extent he goes with dick

take bruce and tim from the same chapters:

their shoulder to waist to hip ration is a lot more equal, they've got much more of an rectangular build, the curve in at the waist/hips is gentle

and i swear jiménez chooses poses to exaggerate dick's tiny waist (not quite booty-out poses but the same sort of vibe)

like????

SIR??????

this sort of twisted side pose to show off the tiny waist is extremely reminiscent of the contorted poses comic artists put female love interests in

take this side by side comparison with a panel from nightwing (1995) #1 (i read it recently so it was on my mind):

there's even!!! the drawn back arm highlighting that inward curve!!

AND THEN

the booty out poses!!!

rip his back honestly

like i'm pretty sure the design choice was actually to emphasize he broad shoulders and show off his nightwing symbol, but imo all it does is makes his waist look tiny

tldr: strong female character dick grayson ig

Ok as thanks for getting to the end, gratuitous batcooch:

and a tiny dick sketch