#yep that's what's happening now

[krazieka2]

I did Huevember this year!! That's a lot of fire emblem.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 119

Another divine twitch chat Au? Another divine twitch chat Au. With a bit of a twist. 

Billy would like to say it is in fact not his fault. It’s really not. Who hits someone with magic they obviously don’t know how to use? Well okay maybe he had done that before, but it’s not like he ever did it around other people where they could get hit! 

But someone was an idiot and now he’s here, as his normal ten-year old self kicking his legs while sitting in the Watchtower as the others argued. Apparently the League thinks he’s been de-aged, which is good as his secret isn’t out. 

The uh, issue is that something about the spell might have um, partially manifested the gods- or as he called them the Mediterranean Magic Men, if only because of how annoyed it made Zeus. Now everyone can see the chat that’s usually only visible to him and apparently it’s concerning. 

He doesn’t see how it’s an issue, Zeus has been silenced for the next hour and Hercules has been dying of laughter for the last three. Oh, wait, it might be from Mercury’s constant attempted flirting with Flash. …Or the fact they’re trying to convince him to commit a crime and he’s honestly down for doing so seeing as he’s a homeless ten year old who is down for getting clairvoyance and super speed for the next thirty minutes in exchange…

[furiarossa]

Details without context for the fanart I'm working on right now.

Work in progress.

Not everything is what it seems.

[arolesbianism]

I am once again being haunted by "a paradox" holy fuck Olivia what the fuck is going on here what did you get yourself involved with and what did you do after it speak to me Olivia I can't keep living like this

[theballadofmars]

What if Michael encounters Cassie's dad in the Pizzaplex while they're both looking for their kids (Michael and Jeremy are here for Gregory and Vanessa) and it's a bit uncomfortable because last time they spoke to each other they were sixteen and killed Evan by accident.

[heyclickadee]

Suddenly and forcibly reminded of the time in sixth grade when I got it into my head that starting a UFO/Paranormal club would be a great way to make friends.

(Narrator voice: It was not. It was not a great way to make friends.)

[just-slightly-chayotic]

sometimes you think that you're starting to get your life together and then you forget to wear pants to class and then you go "maybe not"

[vzajemnik]

should i softlauch my lesbianism onto my mother or should i pretend im seeing a dude this friday

[hella1975]

i finished trk

ok wait I have to send you the last like. two comments. in another ask

yeag 👍

[shushimreadin]

dnf should kiss on april fools as a joke you know hahaha. and then post about them being bf’s haha as a joke hahaha yknow “april fools!!”

[palettepainter]

Pray for my family as this is all I’m going to talk about for the next week

[running-in-the-dark]

yes I've been lying in bed for three hours, listening to the same song on repeat, and yes I have written *checks* 14,000 words of the most stupid, embarrassing shit ever over the last two days, and yes I can actively feel my brain melting in my head, but I'm definitely totally fine.

[yifftwiceplz]

dude literally appeared out of nowhere made a lord english joke and called himself the dave-us ex machina and he was baller for it i hope im as slick as that dude someday

[flowerflamestars]

Effloresce snippet

“I do not understand.”   Kali- Kali who was the only Commander in the room who didn’t lean away from the weapon of that voice in true horror- Kali, who’d helped raise Cassian, who’d punched tattoos into his skin with her scarred, steady hands- Kali, the only woman in the room, and only person who could even think of coming near, ducked her head.   “Lady Archeron,” Kali said, warm accent a balm to twisting shame lodged into Cassian’s own throat, “We will fly wherever you wish, but we cannot enter the city and live.”   Pale- she’d ripped off her gloves again, Cassian was probably lucky the sleeves of her dress hadn’t followed- Nesta jabbed at the map again. “No one needs to enter the city. I certainly would prefer not to. But the children and their keepers go here.”   The plan was insane.   The plan was brilliant- Archeron vassals would come by sea, tides bribed true and swift by a blood sacrifice the Archeron ships had been tithing toward since they’d come into the sisters hands. Anyone else, and most especially, the children from the orphanage, would be borne by Illyrians, all the way to another on of Nesta Archeron’s secrets.   It was illegal for humans to cross the Wall.   To speak to faeries. To keep their company.   It was not illegal to conduct business in faerie countries, nor own property. Some enterprising Archeron ancestor had taken advantage of both that and the lowlands rendered empty by centuries of war. A clean shot: from the Steppes in the North to Velaris, shining on the coast.   “On Night Court soil,” Zaphael intoned, the eldest living of the bastard legion, “We are restrained by magic to inhabit only the Steppes.”   That imperious hand, again. “Where?”   Spread across a table Lucien had carried into the vast, echoing ballroom, was the most articulate map of the Night Court Cassian had ever seen. The mountains were not reduced to their usual muddle. Individual peaks marked in a jagged hand Cassian recognized as Azriel’s, old Illyrian names transliterated into human speech rather than use the Night Court appellations.   Zaphael touched each of the seven sisters, reverent, before resting his palm on the gate of the mountains- the rocky, torn apart valley where so many of their blood had died and died and died.   A scent, a sound, Nesta’s furious disbelief was so strong Cassian felt as through it echoed straight into his body, lighting along muscle and bone, demanding satisfaction.   “That is,” Nesta shook her head. “That is less than a fifth of the territory. Where are your farms? Where is the Stormhold?”   Where was the kingdom Illyria?   In dreams, spent. In stories, whispered.   Lost for so long even longing lapsed, so many Camp Lords and so many camps, the yoke of the High Fae authority taken on and traded for every last shred of Illyrian honor.

[bookwyrminspiration]

The Alchemyst // The Necromancer

thinking thoughts about this rn so don’t mind me sharing. very curious and also entirely expected turn of events

[thateclecticbitch]

I think I've had a resurgence in Obsessive Compulsive symptoms. Have made the decision to go on hiatus for the time being while I get my mental health back in order.